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A series of gold and iron attacks sounded one after another on the edge of the cliff. Mr. Cheng held the long sword in his hand tightly and attacked General Yan. His sword technique was sharp and opened and closed. Every time he waved, he was whining.

However, facing Mr. Cheng's attack, General Yan lightly used a battle sword to push it away. With his strength and strength, the sword was trembling, as if the sword that Mr. Cheng swung out and slashed straight towards General Yan's sword.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Cheng suddenly remembered the figures of Sun Ruoyu competing with Master Yan. The sword light and sword shadows were coming and going, and it made him swing a sword fiercely and shouted: "Who is better than him?"

General Yan blocked Xiang Gongzi's sword and said calmly: "He is born a martial artist, and his martial arts are learned from others and he has developed internal strength early."

"Are I really inferior to him?"

General Yan said: "You two are different. He is brave, but his wisdom is weaker than you. You are a natural king, proficient in strategy, and able to lead Zhong Wu to unify all countries, but..."

Young Master Cheng took a long breath and stabbed it out with a sword, but General Yan turned it around. The long sword was stabbed out from his armpit. General Yan shaved it out in one step, and his right arm clamped Mr. Cheng's wrist and twisted it. Young Master Cheng had to let go of his hand in pain. The long sword was taken away by General Yan. At the same time, Cheng's left hand hit Cheng's chest, and knocked him to cover his chest and retreat several steps before stopping.

"But, you are soft-hearted and he is hard-hearted, leaving you with many tricks." At this point, General Yan threw the long sword in his hand to Mr. Cheng and said in a deep voice: "If you want to be a king, you must learn to be a stalwart heart. Look at how many people he killed in order to train elite soldiers."

Mr. Cheng was speechless for a moment. General Yan couldn't help but sigh when he saw this, "Young Master, your path is different from him. You don't have to practice martial arts too diligently. All you need to do is to specialize in strategy, be familiar with astronomy and geography, understand that workers, peasants, commerce and trade, and the rise and fall of a country is what a king needs to do."

"What about him, Master Yan, why did his father like him?" Mr. Cheng's words were a little unwilling.

General Yan was silent and replied: "The evil consequences of the king's reverence for martial arts and blindly pursuing the military will only be borne by the people. Once it continues for a long time, the people will no longer be able to bear it, and the entire country will be in turmoil, and in severe cases, it will even destroy the country."

Mr. Cheng nodded slightly and agreed: "Although Zhongwu seems to be singing and dancing, there are strong countries around him. Although the poor soldiers and redeem martial arts can prevent other countries from invading without authorization, and even have the ability to expand their territory, such as attacking Tan State, there has been a long war and the domestic population is not prosperous, and they will eventually die in themselves."

General Yan nodded in praise, "You are right, have you ever thought of any solution?"

Mr. Cheng thought for a while and said, "Sustaining the current territory and stopping the expansion of the army to maintain the status quo, I should govern the national affairs, formulate policies, make the whole country clear and the people prosperous and strong, and then unify the whole world."

General Yan's eyes lit up and he exclaimed repeatedly, "Okay, okay, the young master has a good idea."

Mr. Cheng was in a little better mood. General Yan saw this and said, "I will take people to search for the direction of Tan State, but I am not as good as Mr...."

"I won't go back if I can't see him. I have to see people alive and see corpses when I die." Mr. Cheng said decisively before General Yan finished speaking.

General Yan didn't advise him anymore after hearing this. If you want to be a qualified king, you should have your own ideas and stick to your own ideas.

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"Do you know, I was recruited into the army at the age of sixteen. I have been hoping to stop fighting again. I am tired of all this." The third brother gasped and pulled the cart and walked forward slowly.

This is a mountain path, neither narrow nor wide, just enough for a cart to move forward. The surroundings are sparsely hung with unknown plants and trees, weak, but the plants gradually increase.

"If you don't fight, what do you want to do?" Faced with the hot sun, Sun Ruoyu's lips were a little dry and he couldn't help but lick his lips, "I need water."

When the old third brother heard this, he stopped quickly. He also needed a rest. He put down the lever and walked slowly to Sun Ruoyu. While opening the clay pot to feed him water, he said, "Of course I'm going back to the village to farm."

Sun Ruoyu, who had drunk water, breathed comfortably and relieved her breath, "Farm?"

The third brother said happily: "Of course, as long as you are here, I will take you to the State of Tan for rewards, and I will have fields and cows, and I can also build a house. When the harvest is good and I have a foundation, I will marry another wife. I will work with me, farm when I am busy, and do what I want to do in my spare time."

The third brother said this and smiled, "Our family wants to pass on the family line."

Sun Ruoyu obviously didn't understand the third son's idea, but when he thought that this was an ancient feudal society, most of the people were ignorant, he couldn't help but sigh: "Your ambition is really great."

The third brother who thought Sun Ruoyu was praising him was full of spring breeze. Being praised by such an enemy general made him feel like he had reached the peak of his life.

Very happy!

"..." The third brother coughed dryly, pretending to be calm and gentle, and waved his hand, "This is not ambition, it's just human nature."

After a pause, the third brother asked curiously: "What about you, what is your ambition?"

"My?" Sun Ruoyu looked at the sky silently. He was a newcomer and really didn't know what he wanted to do.

After a while, the third brother who thought Sun Ruoyu didn't want to answer his question heard Sun Ruoyu's words ring indifferently in his ears.

"Maybe we should survive first."

The third brother paused, then moved forward as if nothing had happened, "Don't worry, you are a general, King Tan will definitely not kill you, you are just taking you as a hostage!"

Hearing the third brother's words with a lack of confidence, Sun Ruoyu laughed silently and didn't worry about it. He would never be taken back to Tan State by the third brother. He would get rid of this guy no matter what. He was very confident about this.

The third brother in front of him is a guy who has no combat power at all. He is just a guy who gives away his head on the battlefield.

Thinking of this, Sun Ruoyu felt unevenness in his heart and said curiously: "With your skills, how did you live on the battlefield for twenty years?"

"What else can I rely on? Of course, it is my agile skills, flexible steps, and sword skills that have been honed through many battles!"

The third brother looked contented, obviously thinking that he deserved it.

After a while, Sun Ruoyu said leisurely: "Then make a pretend to be dead?"

The third brother's words came to an abrupt end, humming for a long time, shaking his head and quibbling, "I'm a tactic, meaningless death and injury, and have no value!"

"What does it mean to be a meaningful death or injury in your eyes?"

"In my opinion, all wars are meaningless casualties. What are the benefits of fighting and killing all day long? Many fertile fields are destroyed by wars! Look at these, such fertile land can be used to farm, but it has become deserted because of various meaningless wars. Do you believe that so far, there are still many people who cannot eat enough and starve to death!"

As he walked, the third brother grabbed a handful of soil from the ground and stared at the soil and said that it was full of vicissitudes of life.
Chapter completed!