The unparalleled act of the prince repelling the 200,000 troops from the Western Regions with one arrow quickly spread among the army. The elite soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty, who were already loyal to the Jiang family prince, instantly worshiped the prince to the extreme.
However, Xin Zhuo, who returned to the city from Jinchuan Pass, knew very well that temporarily retreating the enemy army with one arrow compared to the small path of momentum. Nothing has changed at the fundamental level. The Western Region soldiers were basically undamaged. The army will attack again the next day. The attack may even change tactics and become more ferocious.
Just like how Zhang Guangpu and Sun Miaoer feel at the moment!
The former was ambitious, and his lifelong wish was to become a general and prime minister, and help the world. However, he failed in the imperial examination, and even found countless ways and racked his brains, and now he is still a down-and-out Confucian scholar.
The latter wanted to marry into a wealthy family and become an official's wife. Unfortunately, the most indispensable thing in the capital was beautiful women, and the most indispensable thing was talented women. She was neither beautiful nor talented enough. A few months ago, she decided to join the family of a branch of the Jiang family. Filling the house, but the result was that the Jiang family was in chaos, and the wish was frustrated.
In the past few months, Confucian scholars and Confucian and Taoist warriors from all over the world have entered the Western Regions, preparing to seek a chance to help the country and get ahead in the land of Western Qin, which is about to collapse. Disheartened, the two came together to try their luck. .
The land of Western Qin was indeed in chaos. Groups of thieves and soldiers broke out at any time on the road. They saw dozens of Confucian scholars hacked to death by the soldiers. When they finally arrived in Xingling Prefecture, they had the urge to cry. .
Then it was discovered that the people of Xingling Prefecture were in high spirits, their customs and sentiments were extremely optimistic, and they seemed to have full confidence in the young King of Western Qin.
"Brother Juguan, do you think there is still hope for the Western Qin Army?"
Xingling Mansion, Taiping Street, in front of the "Ma Ge Tavern" full of military style, Zhang Guangpu, Zhang Miao'er and more than a dozen Confucian students stood together, silently watching the direction of the South City Gate.
There were hundreds of Confucian scholars like them around the street, clustered on the left and clustered on the right, whispering and looking pessimistic.
The person known as "Brother Juguan" is a handsome and suave young Confucian scholar named Li Juguan. He is a genius in the Confucian circle. He is not only rich in economics, but also very powerful in Confucianism and martial arts. He can be called a leader.
At this moment, he shook his head slightly, sighed pitifully, and looked at Zhang Guangpu and the others: "The 150,000 remnant soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty plus the tens of thousands of surrendered troops from the Western Regions, against the more than one million troops of the thirteen kingdoms, I really can't see a trace of them. hope!"
Confucian scholars from all directions couldn't help but sigh, their faces extremely ugly. If the Western Qin soldiers really have no hope, what's the use of people like themselves here?
But I heard Li Juguan smile proudly again: "Of course! If the king of Western Qin County re-employs me, there is still something to be done!"
There was silence at first, and then there was a burst of laughter.
"I dare to ask what Brother Li is capable of, so brazen?"
Not far away, a handsome female Confucian scholar cupped her fists and saluted.
"It's easy to say!" Li Juguan said with a smile: "If the king of the Western Qin Dynasty re-employs me, I have two strategies. One is to put pressure on the court, move it with emotion, and use reason. He can even bribe the ministers and ask for divine strategy for the army. The Hedian Qian Army and the Western Qin Army settled their differences and supported each other on both sides!
Secondly, negotiate with the Western Regions to temporarily cede some territory as a delaying tactic. The Western Qin Dynasty has outstanding people and can train hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers in less than a year, just to avenge the shame and revenge! "
There was silence all around, and after thinking about it carefully, although it was a bit of a loss, it was still a good idea.
At this moment, someone in the distance exclaimed: "Tai Xun Gong is here too!"
Hundreds of Confucian scholars looked around and saw the old man holding the donkey, who was over eighty years old, slowly walking from a distance.
"Students have seen Mr. Taixun!"
All the Confucian scholars stepped forward and bowed, looking excited.
The Confucian sect in the world is weak, but Taixun Gong is an evergreen tree, an evergreen pine, and an iron-clad signboard of the Confucian sect. At that time, he assisted Jiang Wen, the former king of the Western Qin Dynasty, to manage the land of the Western Qin Dynasty, and his reputation spread far and wide. When Emperor Yuan ascended the throne, he was called upon repeatedly but did not respond. He was called a god.
Taixun Gong nodded slightly, suddenly stopped in the middle of the street, and looked towards the South City Gate with a pair of old eyes.
All the Confucian scholars followed and looked over. There was news that the King of Western Qin, who was out of the city to inspect the passes, was coming from the south gate. He wanted to take a look at what this young Prince of West Qin was like!
"Da da da……"
At this moment, a burst of rapid and powerful hoofbeats came from the front, followed by the black-armored iron-blooded cavalry. Directly in front of the cavalry were several heroic female generals, surrounded by a young general with gold-winged princes and golden armor.
The young general looked forward, frowning slightly. He was tall and straight, with a handsome appearance. His whole body exuded a heart-warming aura and a domineering aura of the world's heroes. This domineering seemed to be born with him. You are born different from everyone else in the world!
Just a casual glance at it will make you feel heartbroken.
The eyes of hundreds of Confucian scholars are bright. Confucianism has its own way of fortune-telling. Even the most picky person can feel that this person is the king of the West Qin County. This person is definitely not a thing in the pond!
There was also a trace of surprise on Tai Xun Gong's old face that looked at everything, and he murmured in exclamation: "This son is much better than my father!"
What they don't know is that Xin Zhuo is casually practicing the ancient ten-party fighting style. This kind of buff martial arts can be used by a shop waiter. He seems to be a shop waiter who has escaped from vulgar taste, has dreams and high morals!
Xin Zhuo was just thinking about how to completely and cleanly defeat the Western Region army. This was related to his martial arts cultivation and future!
He is no longer willing to accept the bullshit Grand Master Realm! He felt that he should enter the country as soon as possible, and he did not hesitate to gamble on the fate of hundreds of thousands of Western Qin troops.
At this time, he passed by the dark crowd of disciples and Confucian scholars without even looking at them.
After returning to the government office, just after sitting cross-legged with books, Jiang Yuxi's excited voice came from outside: "Grand Governor, the Confucian sage Taixun Gong is asking for an audience!"
"Tai Xun Gong? Confucianism? Saint?"
Xin Zhuo deliberately went out. There are Confucian scholars in every world. Confucian scholars don't seem to be a good thing. Come and talk to him about the ethics of the king and the father. Isn't it nonsense? But a trace of curiosity arose in his heart, and he glanced at Sai Qingzhu, who had returned from his shift today.
Sai Qingzhu understood what he was thinking and cleared his throat: "Excuse me, Mr. Taixun!"
"Crunch!"
The door of the palace was pushed open, and Duke Taixun, wearing only a pair of gray trousers and an old pleated suit, walked in majestically without saluting, and asked coldly: "The prince has no regard for the three states and ten countries." Hundreds of millions of people in the Eight Prefectures are displaced and in danger, and they just keep shrinking their troops. Isn't it a mediocre leader?"
Sai Qingzhu was stunned. It was the first time he saw an old man wearing underpants to teach the prince a lesson!
Xin Zhuo was also looking at Tai Xun Gong, and his first impression was that the old man was playing hard-to-get and aboveboard Confucian tricks, showing that he had an innocent background and had no intention of harming himself.
The second feeling was that this old man was a master, at the level of a great venerable, and his aura was very strange. He couldn't help but wave his sleeves and smiled: "I completely understand the purpose of your visit, sir. Sir, you don't need to talk to me about useless things. If you have great Talent, you should naturally guess what I am thinking when I do this. How to teach me, be straightforward. If you cannot guess what I am thinking, even if you are naked, we will ignore you!"
"very good!"
Taixun Gong also smiled indifferently: "I am the only one in the world who can completely see all your thoughts. The envoys you send may not be able to do it, but I can do it. I will help you to send envoys to Anxi, Gumo, and Guifang. He deceived the royal families of the Three Kingdoms, alienated them, and at the same time deceived the hostile countries behind the Thirteen Kingdoms!"
"Sir is actually an elegant man!"
Xin Zhuo hurriedly walked out of the study and grabbed Tai Xun Gong's hands, his eyes bright, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, sir!"
The old man was very shrewd, and he always felt that the plan was a bit off, but what about the help from such a shameless old Confucian ghost?
"No! The prince does not need to be hypocritical with me, I will go now!"
Taixun Gong turned his head, his big pants fluttering in the wind, and left with an elegant and noble expression.
"What a cool old man!"
Xin Zhuo watched Taixun Gong leave silently, feeling full of emotion.
Sai Qingzhu blinked desperately, her charming face full of incomprehension, or incomprehension of the direct "master fight" between the prince and the old man. She thought maybe she should do something, turned back to pick up the iced grape juice, and drank it After one bite, he approached the prince and fed him mouth to mouth.
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Xin Zhuo drank it in one gulp out of habit, and he was completely confused. He was "hopeless". This "hobby" had already spread?
