Huo Qubing's meaning was clear. You're just a nobody in the history books. What right do you have to draw lots?
Fight for the position of Commander-in-Chief?
Scram back to where you came from. Go back to where you played.
"How is that possible?"
Cheng Yaojin was furious. He was an important figure in the history of the Tang Dynasty.
He had been the Emperor of Wagang Village and besieged Emperor Taizong, Li Shimin. He had been through hundreds of battles and was a famous hero.
"Which countries have you conquered? Which races have you destroyed? What military books have you written?"
Huo Qubing sneered as if he didn't see the anger on Cheng Yaojin's face.
How dare you draw lots if you haven't conquered a few countries and wiped out a few races?
"Hmph!"
Cheng Yaojin looked at Huo Qubing's youthful face and gritted his teeth. He knew that no one would listen to him as the Commander-in-Chief.
"You're an elder. I respect you. I'll burn joss paper for Huo Qubing when I get back."
Cheng Yaojin glared fiercely at Huo Qubing. He was so angry that he started yelling and cursing.
He wasn't a pushover.
You want your uncle to be the Commander-in-Chief, but you don't have to attack me, the most hopeless general.
"You!"
Huo Qubing trembled in anger. Burn joss paper for me? I'm not dead yet.
If it wasn't for peace, he would have used his Overlord Spear to punch a dozen holes in Cheng Yaojin's body.
"Everyone, please be quiet and start drawing lots." “
Wang Jian smiled at Huo Qubing and Cheng Yaojin who were glaring at him.
He placed a wooden box filled with white origami paper on a round mahogany table in the middle of the room. The number of white origami papers was the same as the number of people in the room.
"Uncle, draw lots." “
Huo Qubing nudged Wei Qing. Other than being decisive and brave in battle, Wei Qing was usually more like a gentleman.
If Huo Qubing didn't rush him, Wei Qing might have waited until the end to draw lots.
"Generals, Wei Qing will draw first." “
Wei Qing smiled apologetically at the people around him. It would be hypocritical if he continued to shirk responsibility.
As the commander-in-chief of the Great Han Dynasty, whether or not Wei Qing wanted to be the commander-in-chief, he had to draw the lot because he represented the will of the 100,000 Imperial Guards of the Great Han Dynasty.
Since it was destined to be a draw, he still had to make excuses. In the eyes of the generals who led the troops into battle, it was the behavior of a hypocrite.
Wei Qing reached into the wooden box and picked up an origami paper at random. It was blank.
Looking at the blank origami paper, Wei Qing looked a little disappointed, but he didn't complain. He smiled, put down the origami paper in his hand, and stepped aside.
"Why not? Huo Qubing looked at the blank origami paper in Wei Qing's hand and said reluctantly.
There were at least seven or eight generals here who could command the allied forces.
However, in Huo Qubing's eyes, his uncle, General Wei Qing of the Han Dynasty, was the best candidate to be the commander-in-chief of the allied forces.
"Then I shall be the second one."
After Wei Qing left, no one else went to draw lots for a while. Cao Cao looked at the slightly awkward atmosphere, cupped his hands, and reached into the cardboard box.
The result was also a blank piece of paper.
"General Li, it's your turn."
Cao Cao said to Pagoda-Bearing King Li as he put down the paper. He still had a smile on his face, and there was no sign of dissatisfaction or regret.
Because other than Wang Jian of the Qin Dynasty, Cao Cao thought that the generals should draw lots according to the order of the world.
In that case, there was no need for them to be modest.
Pagoda-Bearing King Li was slightly stunned, but he quickly understood Cao Cao's gaze. He smiled at the people around him, stepped forward, and also reached out to draw a lot. The result was also a blank piece of paper.
"I won't draw."
Guo Ziyi bowed slightly to the crowd. The Tang Dynasty had been peaceful for a long time and hadn't experienced the Anshi Rebellion. Guo Ziyi was more than capable of commanding tens of thousands of troops to set up battle formations.
However, a battle of millions of allied troops was of such a large scale, and there were all kinds of soldiers mixed in.
Guo Ziyi knew his own limits. These millions of troops were not going for a drill, but on the battlefield.
A small mistake on his part could cause the army to sink into the ocean and suffer heavy losses.
Self-confidence was the key to success, but if one was overconfident, they would not be far from destruction.
He didn't even have the experience of commanding tens of thousands of troops, let alone commanding millions of allied troops to fight against an enemy that was several times their size.
Guo Ziyi's concession made many of the generals in the room have a good impression of him.
This tall and handsome man who looked to be in his thirties exuded a strong scholarly aura. He looked more like a scholar and didn't have the slightest bit of iron-blooded aura.
With one look, it was obvious that he had never been to the battlefield before.
All the generals in the room had heard of Guo Ziyi's reputation. He had made great contributions to the Tang Dynasty, and he was also a rare commander.
However, these were only what they had seen in the history books. If someone really looked at the records of him in the history books and thought that he could reach that level, that person would be an idiot.
This was because no matter how magnificent and glorious the history books were, it was only an uncertain future, not the present.
The Mongolian Great Khan Mengke also shook his head. The Mongolian Great Khan Mengke had already instructed him to be low-key and not do anything to steal the limelight.
Furthermore, the Mongolian Great Khan Mengke also knew his own limits. If he didn't draw the position of commander, it would be fine, and everyone would be happy.
If he drew the position of commander, then it would be really embarrassing.
Let the people here listen to his commands?
Regardless of whether Wang Jian would agree or not, the Mongolian Great Khan Mengke was sure that the Eight-Nation Alliance would definitely not agree.
If the argument didn't work out, the Mongolian Great Khan Mengke's plan to mend the rift between Qin and Mongolia would not succeed. Instead, it would cause the rift between Mongolia and the Eight-Nation Alliance to widen.
Seeing that he was the only one left, Yue Fei also stepped forward and drew a blank piece of paper.
"Shouldn't it be my turn?"
Cheng Yaojin's eyes lit up when he saw that he didn't draw the position of commander. Could it be that the position of commander is really going to fall into his hands?
He placed the Bagua Xuan Flower Axe at the side and rubbed his hands excitedly. He then quickly walked to the box.
Cheng Yaojin was silent for a while. “
Qin Shubao looked at Cheng Yaojin who was about to cause trouble again and pulled him back.
Cheng Yaojin reluctantly retreated.
"General Wang, it's your turn." “
Yue Fei put down the piece of paper in his hands and said respectfully to Wang Jian.
Wang Jian was a famous general worthy of his respect, regardless of his age or his military strategy.
Wang Jian nodded and also drew a blank piece of paper.
"Uncle, it's your turn again."
Huo Qubing was pleasantly surprised when he saw that Wang Jian also didn't draw. There was still hope for his uncle.
The others who didn't draw also didn't say anything. Although there were many pieces of paper in the box, everyone had the right to touch them.
Soon, the second round ended. Everyone looked at each other in dismay. Once again, no one drew a blank piece of paper.
"Could it be that we really shouldn't be the commander-in-chief of the alliance?"
Wang Jian and the rest couldn't help but feel doubtful. No one drew a blank in the first round and no one drew a blank in the second round.
"How's General Wang doing?"
At this moment, Prime Minister Li Si walked into the room and asked.
Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng didn't really care who would be the commander-in-chief of the alliance. He only had one requirement: a general who had the ability to command millions of troops.
Prime Minister Li Si glanced at the expressions of the people in the room and knew that the commander-in-chief of the alliance had yet to be decided.
"Generals, how about this? Qin Shihuang's ultimate goal is to force the surrender of all the enemy troops and minimize our losses. Let's form a straight line and push forward. We'll split into seven square formations and maintain the same battle line."
Prime Minister Li Si's political acumen wasn't something the generals here could compare to. Although the commander-in-chief of the alliance was a very dazzling position, it was also a wall that separated the alliance.
Even if it wouldn't affect the alliance this time, no one could be sure if this wall would become a huge mountain that blocked the alliance from reuniting again in the future.
"That's a good idea."
Cao Cao and Wang Jian were the first to react. They smiled and the other generals nodded their heads.
"Our commander-in-chief is a line. I'm not even as good as a line!"
Cheng Yaojin picked up the Eight Trigrams Xuan Flower Axe on the ground and bit down hard on it.
He would rather choose a line than let him, Old Cheng, have a taste of being a general. Damn it!
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