"Does King Xiao mean that we should fight against the imperial army?" Meng Bofei frowned. He was used to being a rich man and was not willing to take such a big risk to fight against the Manchurian Qing.
Xiao Feng smiled and said, "Fighting or retreating is your Golden Snake Battalion's internal matter. I am only helping to analyze the strength of the Manchurian Qing army."
"Madam Guo has always been known as the female Zhuge. Do you have any suggestions for our current situation?" Song Qing dragged Huang Rong into the conversation when he saw that she was just doing nothing.
In Song Qing's mind, Zhao Min was a more suitable military counselor than Huang Rong. After all, Huang Rong's biggest characteristic was her quick wit. In terms of adaptability, Zhao Min was not as good as Huang Rong, but in terms of grasp of the future situation, Huang Rong was obviously not as good as Zhao Min.
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Using the weather forecast in his previous life as an example, Huang Rong was more accurate in predicting the weather within a few hours, but Zhao Min was more accurate than Huang Rong when it came to predicting the weather three to five days later.
This difference was not due to the difference in their intelligence, but the environment in which they grew up and their status. As a princess, Zhao Min had almost unlimited resources and information at her disposal. Naturally, she could make arrangements calmly.
On the other hand, Huang Rong was limited by her identity and did not have enough information. Moreover, she was born in the martial arts world and did not have a natural layout. Naturally, she could only adapt to the situation.
However, Zhao Min's noble identity had a side effect. She was usually protected by countless martial arts masters, so she would not encounter any danger. If she was suddenly put in a dangerous situation, she might not be able to escape like Huang Rong.
Huang Rong escaped from the masters of the Zhao Mansion, dealt with Ouyang Ke and his son on the deserted island, and protected Guo Jing from being discovered in Ox Village … Every time was thrilling and dangerous. It was all because of Huang Rong's quick wit that they got through the difficulties. If Zhao Min was in Zhao Min's shoes, it would be difficult to achieve the same result.
Similarly, Huang Rong could not be like Zhao Min and easily destroy the six great sects. She could not use Black Jade Body Connection Ointment to toy with Zhang Wuji in the palm of her hand and easily tie him up for life …
"It's a pity that last night, Ah Jiu turned the tide and made Zhao Min return empty-handed. He was even chased by the martial artists. Now, no one knows where he is hiding." Song Qing secretly regretted, but to be honest, if Zhao Min really came to be his military counselor now, he really didn't dare to believe her, or he would be sold again.
After the buffer just now, Huang Rong had already sorted out her thoughts. She bowed slightly and said in a pleasant voice, "Even though the combat power of the Eight Banners soldiers has decreased, the strength of the Golden Snake Battalion is also not the same as before."
The mountain leaders on the field blushed. They knew that Huang Rong was only saying this to save them some face. The Golden Snake Camp was in a state of disunity and could be described as a motley crew.
"Therefore, the current situation is still that the enemy is strong and we are weak," Huang Rong continued, "Therefore, our primary strategy is still to retreat."
Chu Hongliu and the others revealed a happy expression. They couldn't help but cast a provocative glance at Song Qing, thinking that with Huang Rong's reputation in the martial arts world, since she had already said so, what else can you do? If you can't even follow your first order, who in the Golden Snake Camp will still listen to you in the future?
Who knew that Huang Rong's next words would make the smiles on their faces freeze, "However, even though this time we are to retreat, we must fight a battle with the Manchurian Qing Tatars, and it must be a beautiful victory."
Song Qing was secretly amused. Huang Rong was really a cunning fox. She didn't offend either side and even clearly expressed her intentions.
Zhou Zhiruo cooperated and asked closely, "Since we have decided to retreat, why do we still have to fight a battle with the Tatars?"
Looking at Zhou Zhiruo's faint smile, Huang Rong couldn't help but think of her disheveled clothes and disheveled hair when she was rescued last night. She couldn't help but blush, "Sect Leader Zhou, you may not know this, but ever since the death of the former Golden Snake King, Young Master Yuan, the Golden Snake Camp can be said to have suffered defeat after defeat against the Manchurian imperial army. Their morale has already fallen below a dangerous level. If we don't take advantage of the election of a new Golden Snake King and obtain a victory, I'm afraid that the Golden Snake Camp will only become bandits and roving bandits in hiding in the future."
Hearing Huang Rong's words, the mountain leaders couldn't help but fall silent. They couldn't be more familiar with the internal situation of the Golden Snake Camp. During this period of time, there were subordinates fleeing every day. In the long run, the Golden Snake Camp would collapse from the inside even without the imperial court's encirclement.
"Madame Guo is right. If we continue to choose to flee, I'm afraid that it won't be long before the Golden Snake Camp will only exist in name."
"That's right. The purpose of the Golden Snake Camp is to drive the Tartars out of the Han people's land. If we choose to flee every time we encounter the Qing army, then what's the point of the Golden Snake Camp's existence?"
Just now, when the mountain leaders of Song Qing's faction were arguing with Chu Hongliu and the others, Jiao Wan 'er of Jiangsu's Golden Dragon Gang, Rong Cai of Zhejiang's Roaming Dragon Gang, Nie Tianfeng of Huainan's Flying Tiger Valley Stockade, and Zheng Qiyun of the 72 Islands Alliance had remained neutral. At this moment, as if by prior agreement, they all spoke out in support of Huang Rong.
Looking at the current situation, Song Qing revealed a faintly discernible smile, "Fourth Lady, in your opinion, what should we do?"
Yang Miaozhen snorted coldly, "Before this, I thought that the Golden Snake Camp was full of resolute men. Now that I've seen it, it turns out that many of them are greedy for life and afraid of death."
Chu Hongliu, Meng Bofei, and Sha Tongtian's faces turned red. They were about to open their mouths to refute, but Song Qing didn't give them the chance. He turned around and asked the leaders of Wu Dang, Emei, Tian Di Hui, and Mu Palace for their opinions.
Zhang SongXi and Yin Liting looked at each other and nodded their heads in support of the battle. The leader of Emei faction was Zhou Zhiruo, so she wouldn't oppose it. Mu Palace and the Manchurian Qing were absolutely irreconcilable. They couldn't wait to fight to the death with the enemy, so naturally they would support the battle. Tian Di Hui's Chen Jinnan also didn't want to see the Golden Snake Camp collapse, so he also expressed his support for the battle with the Manchurian Qing army.
"If that's the case, then we'll fight with the so-called Eight Banners elites of the Manchurian Qing!" Song Qing stood up and an invisible pressure spread out in all directions.
At this moment, how could everyone not understand Song Qing's true thoughts? Naturally, no one was so blind as to stand out and oppose it. Even Chu Hongliu, Meng Bofei, and the others had no choice but to accept this decision because the other forces had expressed their support.
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