The agarwood is swirling, and the golden dragon around the pillar around the Luan Hall looms in the clouds and mist, which seems to be real and illusory.

The ministers were silent, and Ying Chu looked down on the princes, and he couldn't make up his mind for a long time, as if he was afraid of something.

Ziyou puffed up his chest, guessed Ying Chu's scruples, looked around at the nobles in the hall with fat brains, his eyes were fierce, his voice was cold, and he said loudly: "All merits are verified by the academy, and those who are greedy for merit and counterfeit and take merit from others will be killed!"

"If you dare to offend my Great Qin land, you will have to pay the price of blood for every step, as long as you survive for more than a month, the Six Kingdoms will be defeated!"

The ministers were shocked, such a tactic was unprecedented, and the white-armored general sitting in front of the hall narrowed his eyes, thinking about the possibility of what Ziyou said.

The six countries that survive the rest of the month will be defeated, who can guarantee this?

Besides, with the strength of one country to resist the soldiers of the six countries, the former Great Xia could not do it.

"Sir, a light crossbow and a short sword to harass the enemy, if the enemy uses cavalry to ......"

Ziyou waved his hand and said softly: "The cavalry is stationed in the city, our goal is never the city, but the other party's grain and grass supply, stumbling horses, trapping horse pits, etc., not to mention, and saying that the flood season has come, why not flood the Seventh Army?"

"After the flood season, autumn is coming, the weather is dry and dry, why don't you steal camps and set fires? After autumn, it is winter, the walls are clear, the grain and grass are decided, and the six countries retreat by themselves!"

"In the coming year, the morale of the six countries is in full swing, why not go east to destroy Korea?

The ministers raised their heads and looked at Ying Chu, looking forward to every word he was about to utter.

The silver-armored general on the throne of His Highness lowered his head, clenched the sunken wooden handrail, looked at the boots on his feet, and considered the battle according to Ziyou's thoughts.

Avoiding its edge, harassing the enemy to fight, cutting off supplies, and stealing camps, all this is to delay, Qin does not need to defeat the Six Kingdoms, just wait until the end of the sword, and the Six Nations will defeat themselves!

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks this plan is feasible!"

King Qin was silent, staring at the ancient map on the table, unable to make a decision for a long time.

Ziyou took a step forward, confident, and said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about the six countries worshipping the city and destroying the wall, attacking and killing the army and the people, this time is different from the past, now there is a Kunlun sword in the world, and there are also our allies in the six countries!"

A glimmer of light flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes, he got up and stood up straight, looked around at the ministers, and said, "Do you have any objections?"

The ministers bowed down and shouted in unison: "Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live!"

Zhao Mi raised his head and chest, unloaded the burden on his body, and shouted loudly, loudly around the beam.

"Retreat!"

The hundred officials dispersed, but the white-robed general did not move a step, Ziyou leaned lazily on the golden pillar, playing with taste: "The general is worried about the problem of grain and grass?"

Wang Chen nodded, stroked the hilt of the knife with his palm, retreated from the enemy for thousands of miles, the walls were clear, and those people who did not want to leave their homeland were only this year's winter.

Ziyou stood with his arms crossed, tapped his fingers on his arm, and said softly: "We have no food, the enemy has it, we have no firewood, the enemy has it, and the war can't be fought in winter, and the enemy will retreat within two months!"

Wang Chen was slightly stunned, his eyebrows were full of doubts, and King Qin also raised his head and looked at Ziyou nervously.

Two months, this time the sword only took two months?

Ziyou waved his hand, guessed the thoughts of the two, and explained softly: "People do not suffer from widowhood but unevenness, Your Majesty can send an envoy to the State of Chu to negotiate and discuss the matter of land cession, and our team will not sneak attack the grain and grass of the State of Chu, and the old lord of Qi will collapse, and the new king will ascend the throne, if it is rumored in the country that the Duke of Sanhua who led the troops intends to support the army and respect himself, and rebel as the king......"

"Maybe we don't need to wait for the Kunlun Sword Immortal and the gentlemen of the academy to come out in Buzhou Mountain to end this war!"

Bai Mu borrowed Ziyou's words, and King Qin was also happy, picked up the medicine handed by Zhao Mi and drank it all.

"My time is running out, just in case, you two must keep the edict!"

"Yes!"

Ying Chu nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his hand and stroked the golden light through the window, one article and one martial arts two pillars, even if he died, the Qin State was still the Qin State, and it couldn't be changed!

Ziyou bowed to the King of Qin, swayed and walked out of the hall, and the sound of neat footsteps gradually drifted away.

He has already finished the layout of the game of chess between the Qin State and the Six Kingdoms for Bai Mu, and then it will depend on what Li Qinyue's layout of the cultivation world can do.

Whether it's the Six Nations Alliance, or the Alliance of Gods and Demons, it's all about profit, if the alliance collapses on its own, if I'm a god, what way can I use to avoid this flaw?

After Ziyou left, Bai Mu stood in the hall, a monarch and a minister went their own way, waiting for the corona shadow to slant, Bai Mu strode out of the golden palace, his eyebrows were full of eagerness, and he even forgot to say goodbye to Emperor Qin, his steps were hurried, and he made Ying Chu Waner chuckle.

This is not the first time, there has never been a time when Bai Mu has left the palace in such a hurry, and the Qin State will inevitably achieve an unprecedented victory!

Zhao Mi adjusted the inscription in the hall, the light flashed, not dark or not, it was in line with Qin Gu's mind, Qin Gu laughed loudly, wrote and criticized the chapter, and the lights did not sleep all night.

After walking through the gold bricks and blue tiles, Ziyou walked into the folk square, a few strings of sugar gourds, a few sugar people, a song of nursery rhymes passed down by word of mouth, a few copper coins, a few old wines, in exchange for the storyteller's verbal sword.

The news that the six countries were unkind, jointly attacked Qin, burned, killed, plundered, and did all kinds of evil accompanied by the neck bell of the horse team of the merchant travelers spread throughout the Qin State.

The people in the village near the battlefield, under the leadership of a few "virtuous" wise men in the village, left enough food to store, signed a note with the government and spontaneously set fire to their own mulberry fields, and would rather destroy them than leave the thieves of the Six Kingdoms at all.

The evacuation team carrying the family wealth to drive the poultry and livestock winds for hundreds of miles, and the black crows of the Wang family ride to the battlefield, a team of ten people, each without contact, short knives and crossbows, poisons and poisonous insects, all of which are complete.

Touching smoke and haze spread all over the dome, and there were red clouds outside the mountain.

Luoyang walked out of the cave in four directions, the corners of his mouth couldn't help rising, and he tapped the sword talisman lightly, and said, "Slow down, put the two squads in and eat them all!"

Gu Chen's sword slashed a large area of the demon clan, staring at the battlefield that was gradually coming to an end, skimming his eyes at the celestial sentinels who were about to move, his body changed, and he took the opportunity to take out the communication talisman and transmit the sound to Mu Ran.

"Mu Ran, sell them some benefits, it's almost time, it's time to end!"

Mu Ran nodded, the golden light around his body converged, and he was kicked high by the mountain-like Xuanwu, his whole body drifted back for hundreds of miles, opened his mouth and coughed up a piercing bright red, looking at the warrior monks who were fighting among the demons, and shouted loudly: "Withdraw!"

Xuan Lei glanced at the injured senior brother, and the copper stick in his hand danced even faster, and a large area of electric light spread throughout the cave.

Xuanwu glanced at Mu Ran, who had lost his combat power, and quickly ran towards Xuanlei, tearing through the sea of thunder, the ripples shook, and knocked Xuanlei away.

"Evil beast!"

Xuan Lei roared and raised the copper rod again, and before he could fall, he was grabbed by Mu Ran by the collar, the golden light shone, and the Lingshan disciples escaped from the cave, and disappeared into the depths of the clouds and mist in the blink of an eye.

Xuanwu returned to the prototype, the strange-looking snake spirit escaped from the phantom, the scarlet tongue licked his lips, and said coldly: "It's not normal, the great monk's immovable Vajra phase already knows the artistic conception, and it is impossible for you and me to hurt him." ”

The emaciated young man glanced at the humanoid depression on the mountain wall, smiled evilly, and replied: "The above has reached a deal with Kunlun, at least we are not more worried about Kunlun's sword at this level, no matter what it takes, as long as you can get luck, it is worth it!"

"What are we going to do next, keep guarding here?"

The young man shook his head, looked at the Gengjin White Tiger team above the flying clouds, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of demon blood, and staggered out of the cave.

"The drunkard's intention is not to drink, the sound is striking, leading the king into the urn, the human race is really as cunning as ever!"

The snake demon pursed his mouth, saying that the human race is not, but the eyebrows are full of joy, this world is that the strong are born, the weak die, the human race uses them as bait to lure the gods deep into the enemy territory, why don't they use the human race as a knife to kill the enemy chieftain?

Mu Ran led a group of senior brothers to stay in the shadows, waiting for the Gengjin White Tiger team to enter the cave.

Only after being mortally traumatized will he return to the original cave, but if he is bound by the formation, he will not be able to return to the cave, and it is no different from dying in battle.

The Gengjin White Tiger team fell into the flying clouds, and occupied the sky here with great ambition, and before they were happy, Mu Ran, who had been hit hard, took several great monks who shone with the light of the Buddha all around them and returned.

"Amitabha, the donor is good for himself, don't force it, the poor monk's reluctance to kill does not mean that he can't kill!"

The emaciated golden-armored god pouted and raised the sword in his hand, the human race actually wanted to trap the god and make a big joke in the world!

A few wisps of gray slowly rose, the fairyland-like cave sky was full of messes, the rolling mountains crumbled into corners, and the flowers and plants were scorched black, revealing reality.

The figure of the Golden Armor Heavenly God fell to the ground, insignificant, and the eyes that passed through his cheeks were full of rebelliousness, and the long sword in his hand was surging with brilliant golden light.

"Taiyi Spinning Light Sword, up!"

The cold sound of the edict echoed in the cave sky, as if it evoked the first ray of light from the sleeping smoke, plain white and dazzling, and the shaking Xuan Lei narrowed his eyes and unconsciously clenched the copper rod.

Mu Ran was still calm, stepped forward with a chuckle, his right palm was erected on his chest, and he had a Ming King in his heart.

The golden Buddha light came from the bottom up, and the plain white sword light came from the top down, and they slammed into one place fiercely.

Xuan Lei lifted the copper stick slightly, and the invisible force rolled out of thin air, annihilating the powerful streamer and the voices that were enough to deafen the senior disciples.

Mu Ran took half a step back, took a breath of lightness, the footprints under his right foot almost crossed the surface of his feet, and the gods floated in the air unruly, and a few wisps of golden bright red flowed out from under the mask, splashing on the ground, extremely dazzling.

"What a Fudo Ming King, I've been taught!"

The eyes of the gods burned with hatred, secretly urging the divine power, wanting to return to the primordial cave of the heavenly palace, waiting for an opportunity to make a comeback.

"Stay!"

Mu Ran took a step forward, and the golden streamer pulled all the gods to the ground, sat down cross-legged, and recited the supreme scriptures.

On the other side of the mountain road, Gu Chen took Song Zidie and others to block the Lihuo Phantom Leopard team in the cave, and the sword light was vertical and horizontal, covering the void all around.

The god of heaven at the head fell to the ground, took off his helmet, sighed and sighed, looked around at the disciples, did not patrol the familiar face, learned the etiquette of the human monks, hugged his fists and saluted, and said: "Dare to ask where is the crown of Luoyang?"

Gu Chen's smile stiffened, savoring the crown, pulling the sword talisman, and said, "Little uncle, there is a god here who wants to see you." ”