The unparalleled act of repelling the 200,000 Western Regions army with one arrow spread rapidly in the army, and the Western Qin Jinjun, who was already loyal to the Jiang county king, instantly worshiped the county king to the extreme.

But Xin Zhuo, who returned to the city from Jinchuan Pass, knew that the temporary retreat of the enemy army with one arrow was compared to the momentum of this kind of path, and nothing changed at the fundamental level, and the soldiers of the Western Regions were basically not damaged, and the army would attack on the second day of the attack, and it might even change its strategy and become more ferocious.

Just like Zhang Guangpu and Sun Miaoer's feelings at the moment!

The former has great ambitions, and his lifelong wish is to become a general and help the world, but he failed in the imperial examination, and even found countless ways to dig out his mind, and now his identity is still a down-and-out Confucian.

The latter is bent on marrying into a wealthy family and being an official daughter-in-law, but unfortunately the most important thing in the capital is beauty, and the most important thing is a talented woman, she is not beautiful enough, and her talent is not outstanding.

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 trace of the possibility of Kuangfu Sheji and the hope of getting ahead in the land of Western Qin, which is about to collapse.

The land of Western Qin is indeed very chaotic, a group of snitches and soldiers broke out on the road at any time, they saw dozens of Confucian scholars being hacked to death by the chaotic soldiers, and when they arrived in Xingling Prefecture easily, the two of them had the urge to cry.

Then it was found that the mood of the people of Xingling Prefecture was high, and the people's customs were extremely optimistic, and they seemed to be full of confidence in the young king of Xiqin County.

"Brother Juguan, do you think there is still hope for the Western Qin Army?"

Xingling Mansion, Taiping Street, in front of the "Horse Leather Tavern" full of military iron-blooded style, Zhang Guangpu, Zhang Miaoer and more than a dozen Confucian students stood together, silently watching the direction of the South City Gate.

There are no less than hundreds of Confucian scholars like them around the street, one cluster on the left and one on the right, whispering and full of pessimism.

Known as "Brother Juguan" is a handsome, suave young Confucian student, named Li Juguan, who is a genius in the Confucian circle, not only full of economy, but also Confucianism and martial arts are extremely strong, and can be called a leader.

At this moment, he shook his head slightly, sighed compassionately, looked at Zhang Guangpu and the two of them also looked at everyone: "150,000 remnants of the Western Qin plus tens of thousands of troops from the Western Regions, against more than one million troops of the Thirteen Kingdoms, there is really no hope below!"

The Confucian students in all directions couldn't help but sigh, their faces were extremely ugly, if the Western Qin soldiers were really hopeless, what was the use of their own people here?

But Li Juguan smiled proudly again: "Of course! If the king of Xiqin County is reused, there is still something to be done! ”

There was silence at first, and then there was a roar of laughter.

"Dare to ask Brother Li what he is capable of, and he is not ashamed to speak so loudly?"

Not far away, a handsome female Confucian student hugged her fists and saluted.

"Well said!" Li Juguan said with a smile: "If the king of Western Qin County is reused, there are two strategies below, one of which is to put pressure on the imperial court, move it with affection, know it with reason, and even buy the ministers, and ask the Shence Army and the Dianqian Army and the Western Qin Army to release their previous suspicions and support them on both sides!"

Second, negotiate with the Western Regions to temporarily cede some territory as a delaying tactic. The outstanding people of Western Qin can train hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers in less than a year, and they will be ashamed and revenge! ”

There was silence for a while, and if you think about it carefully, although it has lost a little, it is still a good way.

At this moment, someone in the distance exclaimed: "Taixungong is also here!"

Hundreds of Confucian scholars looked over one after another, and saw the old man who was over eighty years old leading a donkey slowly coming from a distance.

"The student has seen Taixungong!"

All the Confucian scholars stepped forward in unison, bowed and saluted, looking excited.

Confucianism in the world is weak, but Taixungong is an evergreen tree of Confucianism, an immortal pine, an iron-clad signboard, when Jiang Wen, the king of the former county of the auxiliary left West Qin, passed through the land of the West Qin, the name spread to the Quartet, and later Emperor Zhenyuan ascended the throne, repeatedly recruited and should not, can be called a man of God.

Tai Xungong bowed slightly, suddenly stopped in the middle of the street, and a pair of old eyes also looked in the direction of the south city gate.

All the Confucian scholars followed and looked over, and there was news that the king of the county of Western Qin, who had gone out of the city to inspect the pass, would immediately come from the direction of the south gate, but he wanted to take a look at what kind of goods this young king of the county of Western Qin was!

"Da Da Da ......"

At this moment, a rapid and powerful sound of horses' hooves came from the front, followed by the black-pressed black-armored iron-blooded cavalry, and several heroic female generals in front of the cavalry were surrounded by a young general in golden armor of the golden-winged princes.

The young general, looking ahead, frowning slightly, with a tall posture, a handsome appearance, exuding a heart-warming aura and a domineering aura of heroes in the world, this kind of domineering seems to be innate, born with a different from the people in the world!

Just a casual glance will make people feel heartbroken.

Hundreds of Confucian students have bright eyes, Confucianism has its own way of face-to-face, no matter how picky a person is, he also feels that this person is the king of Western Qin, and this person is definitely not a thing in the pool!

Tai Xungong's old face that saw everything also showed a hint of surprise, and he muttered an exclamation: "This son is much better than his father!"

What they don't know is that Xin Zhuo is casually practicing the ancient ten-way fighting situation, this kind of buff martial arts can be used by a shopkeeper, and it seems that he is also a shopkeeper who is out of low-level fun, has dreams, and has noble morals!

Xin Zhuo was just thinking about how to defeat the Western Regions army completely and cleanly, which was related to his martial realm cultivation and future!

He is no longer willing to give up on what bullshit Grand Master Realm! He felt that he should enter the Great and Small Venerables 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 black pressed apprentice Confucian student, and he didn't even look at it.

After returning to the mansion, just after sitting on the book, Jiang Yuxi's excited voice came from outside: "The Governor of the Metropolitan Sect, the Confucian sage is too seeking to see the public!"

"Too much to find a prince? Confucianism? Sage? ”

Xin Zhuo has the heart to blast out, there are Confucian students in every world, and this thing of Confucian students doesn't seem to be a good thing, come and talk to yourself about the ethics of the monarch's father, don't you talk nonsense? But there was a trace of curiosity in his heart, and he glanced at Sai Qingzhu, who was returning from work today.

Sai Qingzhu comprehended and cleared his throat: "Please Tai Xungong!"

"Crunch!"

The door of the palace was pushed open, and Taixun Gong was wearing only a gray servant's big pants, an old pleated tendon and meat, and walked in majestically, without giving a salute, and asked coldly: "The king of the county is not a mediocre lord regardless of the displacement of hundreds of millions of people in the land of the three states and eighteen prefectures, and the day is precarious, and he only cares about a strong turtle shrinking his troops?"

Sai Qingzhu was stunned, the first time he saw an old man wearing pants to teach the king of the county!

Xin Zhuo was also looking at Tai Xungong, and his first feeling was that this old man was playing with the Confucian routine of wanting to capture the old and being open, indicating that he was innocent and had no intention of harming himself.

The second feeling is that this old man is a master, a great venerable realm, and his breath is very strange, he can't help waving his sleeves and smiling: "I fully understand the meaning of Mr., Mr. doesn't need to talk to me about some useless, if you are talented, you should naturally guess my mind for doing this, how to teach me, to be blunt." If you can't guess my thoughts, even if you are naked, we won't pay attention to you! ”

"Good!"

Tai Xun Gong also smiled: "Only the old man in the world can completely see all your thoughts, and the envoys you send may not be able to do it, but the old man can do it, the old man will help you send envoys to the three kingdoms of Anxi, Gumo, and Ghost Fang, and deceive the royal family of the three kingdoms, and by the way, fool the hostile countries behind the thirteen countries!"

"Sir turned out to be an elegant man!"

Xin Zhuo hurriedly stepped down from the book, grabbed Taixungong's hands, and his eyes lit up, "I've been waiting for Mr. for a long time!" ”

The old man is very shrewd, and he has always felt that the plan is a little less interesting, but is it just the assistance of this shameless Confucian old ghost?

"Nope! The king of the county doesn't have to be hypocritical with the old man, the old man will go! ”

Tai Xungong turned his head, his big pants fluttered in the wind, and he left with an elegant expression and noble morals.

"What a awesome old man!"

Xin Zhuo silently watched Tai Xungong leave, full of emotion.

Sai Qingzhu blinked desperately, her charming face was full of incomprehension, or she didn't understand the direct "master tricks" of the county king and the old man, she felt that maybe she should do something, turned around and picked up the chilled grape juice, took a sip, approached the county king, and fed it mouth to mouth.

“？”

Xin Zhuo habitually drank it in one gulp, and the whole person was stunned, he was already "hopeless", and this "hobby" had spread?