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Chapter three hundred and seventeen: Jia Fu's ambition

"General, you are...!" Qin Qiong said curiously.

"Qin Qiong, Yuchi Gong, Gao Shun, you three led 30,000 troops and sent bluffs to attack Weicheng. There was a place that directly leads Chaoge. Wang Mang must have set up a large number of ambushers. At that time, with the strength of Song State, he will definitely not be our opponent. Others and the generals will take down Hebi, Anyang and Puyang." Han Qinhu pointed to the map. Obviously, this plan was planned for a long time.

"Get orders!" Everyone knew that this matter could not be delayed, so they sent troops overnight to prepare for it, and then killed them in a mighty manner in a few days.

Chao Song

Wang Mang looked at the defeat in his hand and put down the bamboo slips in his hand in a disheartened state. His face turned gray. He took the brush in his hand and put it down, put it down and picked it up, as if he was hesitating about something.

Wang Xiaojie below looked at Wang Mang and said helplessly: "Brother, you will be in trouble if you keep it going!"

Wang Mang looked at Wang Xiaojie and sighed, put down the brush he picked up, and said, "Han Yi is coming in a fierce manner. The State of Wei is wearing a pair of pants with Han Yi. Just because he, King Hui of Wei, is having an internal fight for the establishment of a crown prince, we have no hope of foreign aid. The world is so great that it can compete with South Korea. Is it a thousand miles away? Is it because I am afraid of Han Yi and dare not confront him head-on!"

"I understand what my brother said, but I am not talking about this. I am leaving behind the official position of Wei State and seeking refuge in others in a foreign land!" Wang Xiaojie said helplessly.

Wang Mang smiled and said more and more: "My stupid brother! Although this can be used to delay the military strategy, relieve temporary danger and save your and my lives, in the long run, your reputation will become bad. If you and me are willing to take in others in the future, even if someone is willing to take us in, I am afraid it will not be reused!"

"This... are we going to have no way out!" Wang Xiaojie said helplessly.

Wang Xiaojie is a seven-foot man wearing armor and holding a sword in his hand, unlike Wang Mang. Although Wang Mang is a fat man, he is also rich and has always smiled on his face, and now he is frowning.

Wang Mang finally put down the pen in his hand, slowly stood up, walked towards the sunset and looked forward and said, "It's not a fight against Han Qinhu and the others!"

"Brother! You..." Wang Xiaojie said worriedly.

Wang Mang looked at Wang Xiaojie and said calmly: "Since this Wei Kingdom cannot be used by me, let him play his final value! Concentrate all his troops in the north of Wei Kingdom, and throw them to Han Qinhu in the south of Wei Kingdom!"

"Brother, you want it..." Wang Xiaojie said in confusion.

Wang Mang laughed and said, "This Wei State Chief is equivalent to being improper. I want to surrender to Yan State. As long as we fight Han Qinhu to the death, then let the soldiers say that I, Wang Mang, fight with him on the back and forth, and fight with him while sick. Because I was terminally ill and had no chance to participate in the war, I was abolished by King Wei, and finally I was helpless in a foreign land!"

"Brother, you...!" Wang Xiaojie felt a little uncomfortable after hearing Wang Mang's plan, but he had no choice. This was the situation in Weiguo. The land was small and the people were poor, and the people were mainly respected.

The Wei State itself is a descendant of the Shang Kingdom. In order to prevent the rise of the Wei State, the Zhou State has always deliberately suppressed the development of the Wei State, making the Wei State look like it is today. Literary and scholars do not want to come to Wei State to be officials, and the people also hate such dynasties and relocate to other countries from time to time. It can be said that the Wei State's situation is not good, and it is natural to be destroyed.

Han Yi brought Gongsun Yan and others back to the country, and there were six 10,000 troops behind him. However, when he passed by the border town, Han Yi ordered Li Cunxiao and Meng Zhan, Gongsun Yan and the other 60,000 troops to stay.

Firstly, it is because of Xiang State below. Secondly, although Xiang Yu has not met, the king is only Xiang, general is only Li, and although there is still Ran Min below, Han Yi still has to be foolproof. The border city is originally a military important place, and it is only a day away from Xiang State. Even if something happens, it will not become too panic.

Now Han Yi, a great king of the generation, has only three hundred wolf shadows as guards, which makes him look a little shabby. Han Yi has led 100,000 troops, but the transfer of soldiers is exhausting the people and the money. Besides, Han Yi doesn't want people to know that he is back. The news that he is in charge of the army will at least add a little pressure to the Wei Kingdom.

At the same time, Han Yi was just to consider the officials' qualities! Jia Fu changed his cold face and walked towards Han Yi with a smile, holding a gourd in his hand and said, "Your Majesty, you're interested in having a drink!"

Han Yi looked at Jia Fu who was smiling rarely, and snatched Jia Fu's gourd and said, "Gou is a diligent king. You will be relaxed if you are so lonely!"

"Master! If you want to travel around, just say it! Why do you have to find so many excuses!" Jia Fu said inappropriately, completely disregarding Han Yi's joke just now.

Han Yi was almost killed by Jia Fu's words, but he also said calmly: "Why do you want to tie me back?"

"I dare not!" Jia Fu said seriously.

Han Yi looked at Jia Fu, opened the gourd in his arms, sighed and chanted, and handed the gourd to Jia Fu and said, "I thought I was just with my hands back then, and all the civil officials and generals were unwilling to vote for me. If it weren't for you and your brothers who had left, I'm afraid I would have the head to the ground!"

Jia Fuxu took the gourd in Han Yi's hand and sighed: "Yes! After the war to destroy Zheng was over, the king seized the throne. The brothers of that year were all scattered in all directions and were separated!"

"The whole world is full of banquets, and the world is uncertain for a day. A sharp sword is hanging on our heads," Han Yi said as he looked at the moonlight.

"The king seems not satisfied! South Korea can now win the world!" Jia Fu joked.

Han Yi stared at Jia Fu and said, "Did you know me on the first day? Can this little thing satisfy me?"

"Hahahahahahahahaha! I am worthy of being the lord! No matter the wind and rain, the red and pink bones still cannot change the lord's original intention!" Jia Fu said with regret.

Han Yi looked at Jia Fu, and a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes and said, "You haven't called me lord for a long time! But you are blaming me Meng Yuan to guard Wang Ye!"

Jia Fu looked at Han Yi and said, "Lord! Your kingly career will be built by me, Jia Fu, for you. Anyone who is my master's path... die!"

Han Yi smiled and patted Jia Fu on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "There is one thing you said right, I actually just want to relax and relax for the sake of traveling around the mountains and rivers!" After that, Han Yi left and left only Jia Fu.
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