The offensive seemed violent, which was inconsistent with their motives.

They have only two ways to get Xiaodousha back, either by threatening us through the arteries and handing them over, or by completely defeating the desert country and forcing us to hand them over. But as long as we don't compromise, they will cut us off even if they resist the odds.

Months of water transportation, unless Qi State does not attack them on the one hand and does not allow us to use the waterway on the other.

What's more, their threat is also limited. Without Chu as a troublemaker, Qi's army alone may not be able to prevent them. We are still preparing to take over at the border.

If the arterial threat doesn't work, they can only defeat our desert country. Is it possible that they want to rely on force to attack? If this can really be done, the aliens will not be driven out.

This time, the alien race gave me the feeling that it seems to have enlightened me, but it has not fully enlightened me. Unless they have a better back-up plan, it will end with a lose-lose situation at best."

Zhao Hao looked at the map for a long time before saying uncertainly: "Anyway, I can't see where this backhand can be inserted."

The old man also nodded and glanced at Zhao Hao in surprise. The grandson's views were almost exactly the same as his.

There must be a mastermind among the demon clan this time.

Because such an act of threatening the aorta cannot be thought of at once.

But this big shot seems to have only such a flash of inspiration.

This is just a quick move, and you can just stop cooking right now?

Something is wrong.

It was also because of this concern that he dragged Zhao Hao to chat. Maybe this kid's head would twitch and he would really get involved with those monsters.

After all, this guy has used a lot of magical ideas in the past to resolve all kinds of embarrassing situations and coaxed his old buddy to lose all his wariness.

As a result, this time, this guy analyzed these things and the rules were quite clear, and he didn't look like a twitchy player at all.

This is a bit difficult to handle.

The old man sighed, feeling that he might be the only grandfather in the world who regretted that his grandson was not a psychopath.

He waved his hand: "Okay, you go back to sleep!"

Zhao Hao was confused: "Huh? Are you asking me to go back?"

"What if?"

"No, why did you ask me to come here?"

"I can't sleep because I'm old, I want to listen to people chanting sutras."

"???"

Zhao Hao cursed and exited the study.

The old man was both happy and worried.

I didn't see it in my mind, but I saw Zhao Hao's quite clear thinking ability.

Sure enough, the old Zhao family has good blood.

Maybe people with strong strength will have correspondingly expanded ambitions. I'm afraid this kid will be difficult to discipline in the future!

…

Zhao Hao felt a little bit pained. He originally thought that the old man called him over to give him the test questions so that he could arrange a wave of start-up funds for him before leaving.

Like three thousand dead soldiers or something.

result……

Did you come to listen to my chanting?

never mind!

It seems that for the next period of time, I can only stay in Kyoto.

Are you angry?

A little bit!

But Zhao Hao is still in a pretty good mood because of the fourth literary star.

At that time, Jiandanwenxing and Qinxinwenxing appeared at the same time. Although they were not lit up, I already understood their functions.

The Sword and Bold Wenxing has a sharp tongue and sharp sword, which can hurt people with just the opening of its mouth! It is completely illuminated and can even improve morale and help people learn the way to kill and fight bravely.

"You can hurt someone just by opening your mouth..."

Zhao Hao muttered.

At this moment, Jiandan Wenxing is floating quietly, with countless sharp sword energy swirling around it crazily.

As soon as he thought, a sword light spurted out from his mouth.

The sword was so fierce that it was like a wind blade cutting through the skin.

Ah this...

Zhao Hao was overjoyed, because he could feel that this sword energy could not be underestimated even by the strong men of the third and fourth grades, and it could be used at will within one mile.

This is simply Te Niang's sword-wielding skills.

Moreover, if all the sword energy in Jian Dan Wenxing is directly mobilized, a wave of sword energy rain can even kill thousands of ordinary troops.

Not only that, this sword energy can even be stimulated through poetry, causing even more magical effects.

But Zhao Hao didn't want to make too much noise, so he didn't try.

He was a little excited.

Although Kurong Wenxing's soul-suppressing nail can be considered as a self-protection ability and can even hurt the Grandmaster, the distance is too short and it can only be used as a hidden weapon when something is unexpected, and cannot be used as a regular combat method.

Once there is more than one opponent, just stop playing.

It’s so sweet!

The most important thing is, he is handsome!

No matter how powerful the soul-suppressing nail is, it is still intangible material.

Whether it is fierce or not is a matter of time.

Whether you are handsome or not is a lifelong matter.

After understanding this, Zhao Hao returned to the house happily.

"Come back?"

Jiang Zhiyu sat at the table, holding her chin and looking at Zhao Hao, with a faint look of disappointment in her eyes.

Zhao Hao sat next to her and grabbed her little hand with a smile: "What happened? She looks sad."

"Not really!"

Jiang Zhiyu shook her head: "I just feel like I can't help you. This time when I went to Qianqing Palace, I could only listen to you talk, and I didn't act with you until the end."

Zhao Hao smiled and said: "That's enough. Even if you can really talk, you can't say too much now."

Jiang Zhiyu lowered her eyes slightly, then looked into his eyes: "Can I really help in the future?"

The little girl is no longer confident.

Zhao Hao held her hand: "I can definitely do it!"

"But I can't!"

"I'll teach you!"

"Teach me what?"

"Dragon Slaying Technique!"

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes suddenly opened, and he said in surprise: "Nowadays, the ministers are all accustomed to the art of following the dragon and supporting the dragon. What is this dragon-slaying art? Since you want me to be the empress, then you and I are dragons, so why?

Want to slay the dragon?"

Zhao Hao smiled: "Of course it's not you and me that need to be slaughtered, but the imperial power."

"But if there is no emperor, how can the country survive?"

"It just weakened the imperial power and turned the country into a country of one country instead of a country of one family."

"One country, one family, one family..."

Jiang Zhiyu had a vague realization and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Zhao Hao waited for a while before continuing: "Actually, the Desolate Country is among the six countries, and it is bound to be an ideal country for all people. But in fact, the current situation of the Desolate Country is very random. Successive generations of wise kings can easily make people think

The illusion that this prosperous age can continue indefinitely.

But what about actually?

When the two little old men were young, the old emperor was bewitched by evil spirits and ignored the government affairs. Several princes fought among themselves, and no one took care of the quarrel among the alien races.

If they are really allowed to ascend the throne, will they be able to continue the virtuous behavior of the previous emperors when they were young?

Today's emperor has been wise all his life, but it is impossible to train a bunch of idiots into the next wise emperor.

Even though he is old now, he is still experiencing internal strife due to the so-called "Jiang surname".
To be continued...