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The relationship between the Huangyang tribe and the state of Chu is self-evident, if the state of Chu swallows the state of Lu, then the whole country of Lu will become the granary of the state of Chu, and the men of the country of Lu will become the soldiers of the state of Chu.

After the fall of the Lu State, the Chu army could send troops into Dayu as the rear granary for the rear granary, and after taking Dayu, the three kingdoms on the north side were separated.

At that time, their Pudan grassland will probably only become the territory of the Chu State. Perhaps, once the Lu State is defeated, the next thing will be their Pudan grassland.

"Maharaja, do you intend to involve the state of Chu in this battle?" Xuanliu looked up at Zadar, his eyes flickering, and his words were straightforward.

Zadar's stretched legs gradually propped up on the ground, and he stood up with one hand on the handlebar. He draped the gray robe on top of the chair seat on his shoulders, clasped his hands together, and slowly walked in front of Xuan Liu, "Sir, what are the chances of success in fishing in troubled waters?" ”

Looking at each other, Xuanliu did not avoid Zadar's eyes. He took a step forward, his chin slightly raised, "There are thorns on the fins of the fish, and even if you touch it, the Maharaja will be covered in scaly wounds, but the Maharaja has decided to do this?" ”

"To make a living in troubled times, you should not be afraid of blood and sweat." Zadar's folded hands let go, and instead he held the waist knife with a golden trim, "The men of the Pudan steppe would rather die than be slaves, sir, do you have a good plan?" ”

There was a low husk in the voice, and a little ripple flashed in Zadar's eyes.

"I don't know if the prince can listen to the plan of the mountains and fields?" Xuanliu's white clothes were like snow, and the corners of his mouth were raised, "Dajun, if this plan is successful, are you willing to let us go back?" ”

"Xuanliu!" When Zar heard this, he scolded loudly, and the green veins on his forehead swelled.

Zadar raised his hand, shook his head and stared into Xuanliu's eyes, "Sir, do you think I'm using you young master?" ”

Xuanliu didn't speak, he staggered Zadar's gaze.

"Careerists have no friends, and I remember the fate of your forehead and Naer and your children!" On one side, Caihe's eyes were melancholy, and she gently twisted her sideburns with her hands, and there was no politeness or fear between her words.

The expression on Zadar's face froze for a moment, and then sank. The warriors on the Pu Dan grassland in the tent, their eyes were all looking at Cai and the three of them in unison.

Those were mountain ghost people, not nomadic people of their grasslands.

Zar motioned for Caihe not to continue, his face cold and slightly angry.

Cai He was dumbfounded, and put down his hands with black hair on his temples. Without a word, she pulled out her long, narrow twin knives and stared at the unscrupulous steppe warriors.

"Alright." Zadar's gaze softened, and even though Caihe touched his scales, he still suppressed the emotions in his heart and looked at Xuanliu, "I would like to listen to Mr. Shanye's plan." ”

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【Qin Guo. Danyang Hall】

The player's fingers move, and the slender fingers quickly sweep over the strings. The sound of the piano was surging like thousands of horses rushing forward, and the moment the strings were tightened, the listener's nerves were also tense, and unconsciously, the man opposite held the wine in the wine bottle and spilled it.

The seated musician draped in a faint veil, revealing her slender collarbone, beneath which was a blood-pumping ravine, white as snow, and her skin was dizzying. But when her gaze moved up, the female musician's gaze was cold and abnormal, rejecting people for thousands of miles, and seeping like green phosphorus.

"The hall is full of drunk 3,000 guests, and thousands of troops are in the frost and cold." The man took a sip of wine, and when the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, he lowered his head and muttered, "Mei Ji is amorous, why is the sound of troubled times played today." ”

The musician stood up with a cold smile on his face, "Mr. Le Ju, the king wants to ask you about the art of imprisoning the dragon, the method of dragon death and desertion." ”

"I'm tired." As soon as the wine in the wine bottle was drunk, Le Ju's eyebrows flew up, and there was a fierce confidence between the gray wide robe and the light blue wide band.

A few days ago, he entrusted this woman to go to the king of Qin to say a word or two. Today, this woman is the voice of troubled times, and he knows that his opportunity has come.

"How sure is it, sir? I don't want to kill you. The musician smiled lightly, and his eyes were already fierce.

"I don't want to die at your hands either." Le Ju smiled, and he looked at the musician with a little disappointment in his eyes.

Although this woman has a beautiful appearance, she is not a gentle and virtuous person. is polite to people, but there is always a poisonous sword in the cuffs.

"Mr. Le Ju is a family man, and your eyes are going to eat me." The musician giggled, and his eyes tossed and turned to reveal the charm of a mature woman, which made people reverie.

After Le Ju heard this, his expression was sneering, if he married this person, he would surely be shaky in his life in the future, and the gains outweighed the losses.

The musician noticed Le Ju's face, and her eyes darkened. The man she killed first, she remembered that the other party was holding a bouquet of flowers before he died, and before he could say anything, he was lying in her arms.

"The wind is the clothes, the water is the wear; Oil-walled cars, waiting for a long time; With the knot of flowers, it is unbearable in this life. The musician whispered, holding the long qin and slowly walking past Le Ju, his temples and hair like smoke.

Le Ju's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could hear sadness in the other party's words, presumably there was undeserved blood on her killing blade.

"Sir, is the king still waiting for your dragon imprisoning technique?" The musician turned his head and smiled miserably.

"Yes." Le Ju nodded, put on her maternity robe, and slowly followed with her eyebrows.

When entering the entrance of the hall, the musician stopped his steps and looked up at Le Ju, "Not today, I'm afraid the blade in my hand will drink blood again." ”

Le Ju didn't answer him, and walked into the hall in a calm mood.

On the steps of the main hall stood an old man with a white beard and burning eyes. He pressed the hilt of his sword with both hands, and his back was as majestic as a mountain, and suddenly exuded a majesty.

There was a faint iron light on the ancient sword, it was a simple long sword.

"In the envoy of the two countries, Le Ju." Le Ju, who was in a gray robe, introduced himself lightly.

King Qin raised the long sword, squinted one eye and looked along the blade, straight as a line, and ignored Le Ju.

"Haha, the minister heard that the hungry wolf is waiting for the flower tiger to tear apart his companions, and is waiting on one side for a piece of the scraps." When Le Ju saw King Qin's face like this, he laughed a few times, "Why does the king think? ”

"The wolf can pounce on the weaker, so why should he eat the flesh of his own kind." King Qin smiled coldly, and pointed at Le Ju.

"Then the king thinks that there is any country on this continent that is weaker than Qin, why doesn't the king send a thousand troops to fight for food? Why sit and watch the battle between Chulu and Lu? Le Ju spoke aggressively, he looked at the tip of the sword and took a few steps forward.