In the Changle Palace of Jinling City.

Chen Guo's civil and military officials all gathered here.

Cui Ting, the pillar of the Great Xia Kingdom, gathered a full 300,000 troops and marched towards Changwu Pass, and he was afraid that he would be able to reach Changwu Pass in less than half a moon.

After all, Chen Guo is narrow and sparsely populated, and this 300,000 army is likely to be the disaster of destroying the country for Chen Guo.

The palace urgently summoned important officials from all parties and began to discuss the matter of fighting against Cui Ting's army.

For three days, hundreds of civil and military officials, princes and generals were arguing in this Changle Palace, but they still couldn't formulate a perfect strategy to fight against Cui Ting's 300,000 army.

It's not that Chen Guo's courtiers are incompetent, it's just that this clever woman is difficult to cook without rice, and the battle for the heir has consumed too much strength of Chen Guo, and now there are only two people in China who can fight against this 300,000 army.

Meng Ke, who was crowned King of Qin for his meritorious service, and Chen Ping, the king of Fengxing, who guarded the southern border with 100,000 male soldiers.

Chen Ping had the intention of leading his troops north and west, but there were many objections in the court, saying that this matter was very important, and Meng Ke had rarely lost in guarding the western border for many years, so it was safest for him to go. But Meng Ke said that he was ill at this juncture, and Chen Xuanji ordered him to enter the palace several times, but he was resigned.

Whether Munch is a real illness or a fake illness, the discerning person naturally has his own judgment, but Cui Ting on the border will not wait for Chen Guo to make a decision before starting to attack. Chen Xuanji, who had been arguing for three days on the high platform, finally stood up with a gloomy face.

"Since King Qin's condition is so serious, I can't force it, and the battle at Changwuguan cannot be delayed, so let King Fengxing lead the troops!"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Ping was about to kneel down in response, just about to receive the order to thank him.

At that moment, several courtiers also knelt down at that time, and shouted to Chen Xuanji with a sincere expression: "Your Majesty, Cui Ting has 300,000 elites in his hands, although King Fengxing has led troops in the south for many years, but Zhou Chen has been repairing for decades, and there are few wars, and the ministers are afraid that King Fengxing will be difficult to cope with for a while, so I think that this matter is still the safest for His Royal Highness King Qin to go!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, Cui Ting is cunning and changeable, and he can't be defeated if he is not the King of Qin!"

"It's a matter of Sheji, please think twice!"

Those people echoed back and forth and spoke loudly, looking like they were quite loyal to the country, but they didn't notice that with their words, Chen Xuanji's face on the high platform was ugly.

"Do you mean that I want to kneel down to invite him?" Chen Xuanji's gloomy gaze swept over everyone present, and the cold sword intent burst out of his body at the same time, and everyone's faces suddenly changed when they felt this, and they all put away their voices and lowered their heads.

"I have made up my mind on this matter, so you don't need to say more, step aside. Chen Xuanji said again.

After saying this, Chen Xuanji sat back on the dragon chair behind him, and everyone in the Manchu Dynasty looked at me at that time, I looked at you, but after a long time, they still had to retreat.

Looking at the retreating hundred officials, Chen Xuan suddenly seemed to think of something, and he said to everyone: "King Fengxing, please stay." ”

When the middle-aged man who retreated heard this, he was slightly stunned, then stopped in place, bowed his head respectfully, and waited for Chen Xuanji to summon him.

When the hundred officials retreated, Chen Xuanji glanced at the surrounding ministers again, and those ministers also retreated at that time, and in a blink of an eye, only Chen Xuanji and Chen Ping were left in the palace gate of Nuoda.

Chen Xuanji stepped down from the high platform at that time, walked quickly to Chen Ping, and stretched out his hand to help this royal clan member who was over forty years old.

"Can you be sure of this trip?" Chen Xuanji asked softly.

Chen Ping, who stood up, shook his head with a wry smile, and instead asked, "Your Majesty, a Qin King Meng Ke, how is it?"

Chen Xuanji was stunned for a moment, but still responded truthfully: "He is a fierce general who can fight well." ”

"yes. As strong as Munch, but still calling himself sick and avoiding war, does Your Majesty think I can have a chance of winning?" Chen Ping said, with a vague smile on his face.

"Uncle, do you mean that Meng Ke avoided the battle because he knew that he was not Cui Ting's opponent?" Chen Xuanji frowned.

"Naturally not. Chen Ping shook his head, "Although Meng Ke has ill intentions, he is a smart person, if he really knew that he was not Cui Ting's opponent, then he would have already begun to actively deploy people from all sides to join our army..."

"What does that uncle mean..."

"I think in Munch's opinion, the 300,000 troops in the hands of the imposing Cui Guozhu will definitely not be the opponent of his 100,000 tigers and wolves. Chen Ping said this, and his face became cold at that time.

"In that case, why did Munch avoid the battle? Give up this great credit, but I don't think much about my uncle's style. ”

"Your Majesty. Chen Ping's eyes suddenly flashed with coldness, "In Munch's opinion, Cui Ting may not be his opponent, but it is enough to destroy the 100,000 army in my hands." ”

"Besides, Lord Qin is a king side by side, with a fief of 10,000 hectares, 100,000 households, and nine tins, to his extent, no matter how great the credit is, what is the meaning of him?"

"Huh?"

Chen Xuanji's body was shocked when he heard this, and his brows furrowed as if he had figured out something.

"Uncle mean..."

"As long as I die, the military and political affairs of this Chen State will be in his hands... Your Majesty will have to be careful. Chen Ping arched his hand and said.

"In that case, why does the uncle still want to go?" Chen Xuanji wondered.

"If I don't go, Meng Ke will never make a move, Your Majesty can't see it, His Royal Highness the King of Qin is already impatient. Chen Ping sneered.

"But Your Majesty rest assured, although Cui Tingbing is strong and strong, Weichen is not a person who is tied up, and the victory or defeat on the battlefield is never determined by strength or weakness, so in this battle, Weichen is not without a chance of winning. Chen Ping saw the unbearable between Chen Xuanji's eyebrows at this moment, and he said again, with a pretended relaxation in his expression, but soon he still thought of something, and said truthfully: "But if the minister unfortunately dies in battle, Your Majesty will have to face the King of Qin who holds the lifeblood of the court alone, and Your Majesty must prepare early." ”

Chen Xuanji hesitated slightly, the words of exhortation in his mouth had already reached his mouth, but when he met Chen Ping's resolute gaze, he had to swallow it back again. He probably read how resolute this Prince Chen's determination to defend his territory was at this time, and this determination was not only aimed at external troubles, but also pointed at internal enemies.

Chen Xuanji finally nodded at that time, bowed respectfully to Chen Ping, and said, "Then Uncle Hard will defend my Chen family against foreign enemies." ”

Chen Ping responded: "There is also His Majesty Lao to pacify the thieves in my Chen family. ”

The two of them said that, the old man and the young suddenly smiled at that time, and then turned around one after another, one went to the outside of the palace, led the troops west, and the other rushed to the palace to write the secret edict.

And life and death, black and white, are also between the two, and a clear line is cut.