# 250 - Fishing: Fighting (Part I)

The ultimate goal of war is still peace.

Qin Wenyu doesn't like to fight and kill, it doesn't mean that he doesn't understand the art of war.

The upper army is plotting, the second is the enemy, the second is the army, and the next is to attack the city. The way of plotting, the upfront investment is too large, and it is not suitable for the current situation, so it can only be abandoned. With Qin Wenyu's strategy, it is more than enough to cut down friendships.

As a staunch materialist believer, Qin Wenyu had only one purpose - to hold his position and control his losses.

At the same time, he must always be ready to dig a pit for Qin Wenge.

These noisy big men are all sick in Qin Wenyu's eyes.

A reckless man who only knows how to fight and kill all day long, rat-eyed and superficial!

He waited for these old fritters on the battlefield to finish arguing, and said in a deep voice: negotiate first, and if the negotiation fails, then send troops.

Immediately, the barracks booed. Fang was still arguing about how to fight, and all of a sudden, there was no fighting!

All of you here are pure men with strong blood, they are eating military salaries, and they are ready to throw their heads and spill their blood after the Long March-what the hell is negotiation?!

A certain proud soldier doesn't know what to do, oh no, bluntly said: His Royal Highness can look down on our literary quality, but he can't look down on our combat level.

Immediately afterwards, everyone echoed: Yes, yes, yes. Negotiating this kind of self-surrendering identity is only a sissy coward would be a coward.

After that, everyone looked at the two princes with squinting eyes.

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【Fragmented Thoughts】

The appearance of "Mutual Answer to Fishing Songs" was an accident, there was no outline at the beginning, only a dozen or so keywords. So for more than half a month, the average daily update of about 12 chapters is completely improvisation\/freestyle, not too rigorous, everyone should also see it......

Because it was written in the mood of playing tickets, it often deviated in the process, and then the plot was extended indefinitely, so the end was far away...... Seriously, I am afraid of being checked by the water meter. What's more, after writing, I began to get aesthetically fatigued, and I couldn't complain.

No return pays great attention to the logical coherence of the plot and the rationality of emotions, so I often spend a lot of time writing about psychology. In such an undisciplined and shameful text, it feels a little abrupt. This habit can't be changed, please bear with me.

It is not good to not return to the pit, and the history of deleting the article and abandoning the pit is ashamed. Without the companionship and urging of the angels of readers, this absurd and brainless little yellow article is likely to be a eunuch.

In this refill. Thank.