Just as Hsu Fengnian was about to speak, he heard a loud roar. An old man called out, "Surnamed Xu." Hsu Fengnian handed the saber back to Mo Zi and walked towards the desk. The Mohist grandmaster Song Changsui had his hands behind his back, his body reeking of alcohol. He tilted his head and signaled for Hsu Fengnian to follow behind him. The old man with a face full of beard like overgrown weeds walked towards a newly opened secret room. Yang Guangdou was not as slovenly as Song Changsui. He wore a green robe and looked clean and fresh. Walking beside Hsu Fengnian, he softly said, "Old Song followed Prince's instructions and used twenty days to finish it. He had to drink six or seven jugs of wine every day to refresh himself. After I saw it, I felt that it was not bad. Right, Prince, how is Little Prince's talisman armor? How much of Murong Baoding's attack did it withstand? If we change it to weight, did it exceed our initial estimate of sixteen thousand jin? How much tenacity did the talisman armor grow on its own? Where does it need to be improved? If the heavenly tribulation purple lightning is measured by eight or nine or nine, as for how heavy it should be, Prince, you should give us an exact number. This way, the Machine Bureau can be targeted. We can't spend so much effort to build a mirage. This is against the rules of the Mohist family. Prince should also know Old Song's temper. With his nature of wanting to get to the bottom of things... "
At the front, Song Changsui gave a cold snort.
Hsu Fengnian took out a prepared letter from his bosom. He smiled and said, "I've written all of these things in the secret letter. Elder Yang, you just need to follow it step by step."
Yang Guangdou put the letter in his sleeve and nodded with a smile.
Song Changsui pushed open the door to the secret room. His field of vision suddenly opened up.
There were mountains and rivers under his feet!
This was probably the largest and most detailed sand table in history. It included the three provinces of Beiliang, the land of refugees, the Western Regions, Western Shu, Nanzhao, and all thirteen provinces of the Beimang Dynasty. To be precise, this was the entire western line that ran through the world!
Song Changsui did not have the slightest sense of accomplishment. He stared at the vast sand table and said in a serious tone, "Twenty main rivers, sixty-seven mountains, and one hundred and forty cities and military towns are all in it. According to the intelligence report, the military allocation of each side's forces was also based on the number of chess pieces instead of a thousand people. It was barely clear at a glance. The reason why I've been helping you day and night is because my Mohist Sect is living under someone else's roof, and the Xu Family has helped us, the remnants of the bandits, survive for over twenty years. Therefore, it's reasonable for us to do our part. to tell., tell... to me to. tell him.... to me, to me. to me..... to me.... to me.
. "Hsu Fengnian grunted and said calmly," The Empress of Beimang said it herself. Now it depends on when and where the battle will begin. Our Beiliang no longer has the extravagant hope that Beimang will break into the quagmire east of Liyang with both feet first. Elder Yang and Mister Wang of the Yin Xue Gong have predicted that one foot will step east and one foot will step west. You will have to start all over again. "
Yang Guangdou sighed and said guiltily, "It's my fault for not being skillful enough. I made a mistake in my plan and misled the Great General and the Prince. That year, Second Princess did remind me to prepare for the worst. But I have made several deductions. I don't think that Beimang has any chance of winning if they go straight to the east under the order of Taiping … "
Hsu Fengnian waved his hand and interrupted Yang Guangdou's words. He said softly, "It's okay. Elder Yang, you don't have to blame yourself. In the end, the gains and losses of the study table still have to give way to the outcome of a tough battle."
Song Changsui sneered, "Elder Yang, listen to what he said. This guy looks down on you, the strategists who only know how to talk on paper. He is really of the same origin as Lame Xu. He doesn't believe in anything. In the end, he only believes in the knife in his hand! "
Hsu Fengnian and Yang Guangdou both laughed it off.
Cao Wei had sneaked into the sand table at some point. He walked in an arc and squatted in one place, muttering endlessly.
Hsu Fengnian looked at the guy's back. The two of them were natural enemies. Hsu Fengnian was very familiar with Cao Wei. This shorty was very cheap. He was the kind of guy who would never stand if he could sit, and never sit if he could lie down. He was very shameless. Those who were not familiar with him would feel that he deserved a scolding after a few words. After getting familiar with him, they would feel that this guy really deserved a beating. Cao Wei was afraid of death and blood, but he wanted to lead troops to war one day. He dreamed of going to war himself. Other people hoped to be conferred the title of marquis because they wanted a bright future and power. But Cao Wei just wanted to have fun. Before Hsu Fengnian became the King of Beiliang, Cao Wei was still quiet. They just quarreled when they met. But now that Hsu Fengnian had become the King of Beiliang, Cao Wei was like a cat who had been injected with chicken blood. He shouted that he wanted to ask Hsu Fengnian for a few thousand light cavalry and then ran to the Western Region to hide. In his words, he wanted to directly stab Beimang. Hsu Fengnian did not pay attention to him at first, but this guy threatened to exchange the sixth-generation "Xu Dao" for the command of a few thousand cavalry. As a result, his "great-grandson" really came out. Cao Wei's art of war was unorthodox. Hsu Fengnian was not sure of his depth, but Cao Wei's style could be described as an example. Just like playing chess, Cao Wei was not willing to sit down and play. He would feel too tired, so there was no need to make the first move and think long and hard. Cao Wei would only look at the two people playing chess with cold eyes and would not say anything. But when the two sides were about to end the game, he would randomly take out a chess piece that should not be on the chessboard and knock it down. He would say that the game was settled, but he would say that it was a game where he could defeat two hundred chess pieces with one or two chess pieces. Who would not want to beat this kind of rascal to death? However, the sloppy Cao Wei was only afraid of one person. Even if it was Xu Weixiong, whether it was fighting, playing chess, the art of war, or quarreling, Cao Wei did not have a chance of winning. He really had to admit that. In the past, Cao Wei was short. His catchphrase was' Wait until I become the Great General of the country. If you dare to look down on me, I'll chop off your head. Then we'll see who's taller. ' As a result, Xu Weixiong coldly retorted, saying that with Cao Wei's height, it was useless to chop off other people's heads. Only by chopping at the waist could one be taller than others. Since then, Cao Wei was no longer willing to say this catchphrase.
Before Hsu Fengnian left, he was scolded by Old Man Song. Song Zhangsui scolded this guy for being a prodigal who did not know how to manage the household. Song Zhangsui scolded this guy for accepting the second imperial edict of the imperial court, accepting the title of Pillar of the State and the imperial court's decision not to revive him. He scolded him for having no backbone and also scolded Hsu Fengnian for neglecting the essentials and neglecting the generals. In any case, this old man scolded whatever he thought of. Song Zhangsui's attitude showed that he was not satisfied with anything. The young King of Beiliang was scolded with spittle in his face, but his smiling face did not change. He also did not talk back. He just stood there and wiped his face with his sleeve several times. If Yang Guangdou did not stop him, Song Zhangsui, who was full of energy, would have rolled up his sleeves and directly pointed at the new King's nose and scolded.
Hsu Fengnian waited until the old man had no more energy to scold him. Then he turned and left with a helpless face.
Yang Guangdou stood at the door with a helpless face and said, "Old Song, it's about time. Hsu Fengnian is the King of Beiliang after all."
Song Zhangsui stared and said, "What? Can't I scold him after he became a King?"
Yang Guangdou glanced at the young man's back and said softly, "You should at least leave him some face. You and I both know that it is not easy for this young man to become a King. If it was someone else who was scolded by you like this, he would have already thrown a tantrum. "
Song Zhangsui snorted coldly and said, "He dares?!"
Yang Guangdou smiled and asked, "Do you really think he doesn't dare?"
Song Zhangsui was stunned and smiled knowingly, "This kid won't."
Yang Guangdou nodded slowly and said, "That's right."
Song Zhangsui sighed softly and said, "I am too lazy to scold others, and I don't want to scold them. Nowadays in Beiliang, most of the old men who can scold him have left. If even I don't scold him, this kid will be really lonely. "
Cao Wei sneaked behind his two masters and said shamelessly, "The saber has been made. That guy can't not give me a soldier, right?"
Song Zhangsui slapped Cao Wei's head and said, "Look at you, go play with your eggs!"
Cao Wei said angrily, "That guy is so stingy that he won't give me anything?! He has no shame?! No, give me back my saber! "
Yang Guangdou blinked and reached out his hand. He turned it over and said with a playful smile, "This number can't run away."
Cao Wei was stunned on the spot.
Hsu Fengnian walked back to the ground and carried a new saber from the Xu family. He walked along the shady mountain road to the top of Mount Qing Liang and sat on a stone bench at the bottom of the building. He pulled out the cold saber from its scabbard that might soon be stained with blood on the border and gently flicked it.
Great rivers and mountains, great heads that can never be cut off.
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