Contrary to Huang Rong's expectations, Song Qingshu did not express any opinion on Meng Bofei's words. He just sat there enigmatically, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. Meng Bofei nodded.
As if it was prearranged, Wangwu Pai's Situ Bolei opened his mouth and said, "Brother Meng's words are wrong. As the saying goes, times have changed. This time, each of our mountains elected a new Golden Snake King to change the situation of hiding from place to place. If we continue to act like before, what's the point of us painstakingly choosing a Golden Snake King?"
With Meng Bofei taking the lead, Chu Hongliu also had less misgivings. He sneered and said, "If you want to change the situation, you have to combine it with reality. Right now, the Manchurian Qing's hundred thousand troops can drown us with just one spit from each of them. Choosing to fight head-on instead of thinking of ways to preserve our strength is the behavior of a boorish man."
Huang Rong secretly nodded. Although Meng Bofei and Chu Hongliu's original intention was to attack Song Qingshu's prestige, it had to be reasonable. Right now, the Golden Snake Camp only had thirty thousand people. Most of them were a motley crew. Moreover, they were under different leaders. It was very difficult for them to truly work together. If they fought head-on with the Manchurian Qing, it was likely that they would be annihilated.
While Huang Rong was deep in thought, Shui Jian could not help but snort and said, "Every time the Qing troops come, we run, run. Since it's like this, what's the need for our Golden Snake Camp to exist? Think about how awe-inspiring the Golden Snake Camp was under young master Yuan's leadership! At that time, it was the Qing troops who heard our movements and fled. Now, humph! "
Sha Tongtian put on a fake smile and said, "Things are different now. The Golden Snake Camp is not as grand as it was then."
Cheng Qingzhu chuckled and said, "The reason why the Golden Snake Camp has declined to this day, I'm afraid Chief Sha knows best."
Sha Tongtian immediately became angry, "The one with the surname Cheng, what do you mean?"
Cheng Qingzhu was originally not on good terms with him. Now that he had this layer of relationship with Ah Jiu, he was even less afraid of him. He directly replied, "When the news of young master Yuan's death came back, I don't know who was the first to instigate internal strife, causing all the mountains to kill each other."
Sha Tongtian's face immediately turned red, "According to you, all these years, everyone has been beating each other, I am to blame?"
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Huang Rong couldn't help but glance at Song QingShu. Seeing that he still didn't say a word, she couldn't help but secretly nod. The most taboo thing for a leader is to throw out his true thoughts all at once. It's very easy to cause a strong backlash from the opponents, and there's no room for manoeuvre. The most effective way was to secretly reveal his intentions through the mouths of his trusted subordinates, letting the various factions under him fight over it. Then, the leader would be able to appear with a detached attitude and take sides …
"Who would have thought that not only is Song Qingshu's martial arts so strong, but he is also so good at controlling his subordinates. Brother Jing really can't compare to him." Huang Rong secretly sighed in her heart. Although Jing Ge had his unique charisma, his personality was really not suitable to be a leader.
After all, not everyone was as devoted to the country and its people as he was. Those people all had their own pursuits. They liked beauties, wealth, or fame …
And Jing Ge always used such illusory things as national righteousness to win them over. In a short period of time, he could use his own charisma to cover everything, but as time went on …
These years, if it were not for Huang Rong's secret dealings, no one knew how many forces in Xiangyang City would have germinated the idea of rebellion.
Huang Rong was startled. Why did she keep comparing Brother Jing to Song QingShu for the past two days? Brother Jing was her husband, but who was Song QingShu …
Huang Rong's pretty face suddenly turned red. In a trance, she seemed to hear someone calling her, "I don't know what Mrs. Guo thinks of the current situation."
"Ah?" Huang Rong finally came to her senses and found that everyone in the meeting hall was looking at her. She could not help but panic.
It turned out that when Song Qingshu saw that everyone was arguing, he timely stopped them and kicked the topic to Huang Rong. He knew in his heart that with Huang Rong's cold personality, she must know what he was thinking and would not say anything to ruin his show. And with Huang Rong's reputation in the martial arts world, if she expressed her support, then his next move would be twice the result with half the effort.
Huang Rong was in a daze and did not expect Song Qingshu to suddenly throw a difficult problem at her. She was in a mess and could not think of anything. Fortunately, she was quick-witted and quick-witted. She said, "King Xiao has fought countless battles with the Manchurian Qing over the years and must be more familiar with their situation. Let's listen to King Xiao's opinion first."
"Chief Huang is too modest." Xiao Feng politely said a few words and began to talk about his opinion. After all, as a person of Liao, he naturally hoped that the Manchurian Qing army would delay here for as long as possible.
"Everyone here should have heard of the saying, 'If the Jurchens do not have ten thousand, the Manchurian cannot defeat ten thousand'. According to our intelligence, the Manchurian Qing army of a hundred thousand are all elite soldiers of the Eight Banners …"
Halfway through Xiao Feng's words, Chu Hongliu seemed to have received support and said excitedly, "I knew it. The strength of the Manchurian Qing army is not something we can contend with. It is better to discuss a retreat as soon as possible."
Song Qingshu sneered in his heart but did not show it on his face. He said indifferently, "Let's listen to King Xiao first."
Chu Hongliu also realized that he had been rash. With Xiao Feng's position in the martial world and his status as the King of the Southern Courtyard of Liao, there was no room for him to interrupt. He could not help but smile in embarrassment to cover up the awkwardness in his heart.
Xiao Feng smiled at Song Qingshu and nodded. He then continued, "If the hundred thousand elite soldiers of the Eight Banners attacked twenty years ago, I would definitely suggest that everyone quickly pack up and run as far away as possible."
Yang Miaozhen's heart skipped a beat and she unconsciously asked, "Could it be that King Xiao means …"
"That's right. The soldiers of the Eight Banners twenty years ago were indeed a strong and brave army. However," Xiao Feng stood up and said with a disdainful manner, "Ever since the Manchurian Qing invaded the pass, the disciples of the Eight Banners became addicted to the riches of the Central Plains and have long since degenerated. Today's so-called elite soldiers of the Eight Banners are not even comparable to the Green Camp of Jiangnan, let alone the Guanning Iron Cavalry under Wu Sangui. Therefore, although the momentum of the Manchurian Qing army this time is vast and mighty, the Golden Snake Camp may still have a chance. "
Xiao Feng was also very puzzled. He originally thought that Kangxi was a man of great talent and strategy. Who knew that he would actually make such a stupid move this time. Could it be that he grew up in the depths of the palace? He really did not know to what extent the combat power of the Eight Banners had degenerated to.
Song Qingshu was secretly pleased. This time, the army recruited all the disciples of the Eight Banners. It was a clever move that he and Dongfang Muxue came up with together. After all, other than a few wise people, very few people realized that the Eight Banners army was strong in appearance but weak in reality. Even the important officials of the Manchurian Qing court believed that once the 'elites' of the Eight Banners were deployed, this encirclement and annihilation of the Golden Snake Camp would definitely be victorious.
Suddenly, he looked at the chapter count and realized that it was actually 500 chapters!
He had reached 500 chapters. Was 1000 chapters still far away?
He had something to do tomorrow morning, so he would only finish this chapter today.
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