The troops were arrayed and their swords were ready. Looking out from the top of Xiyi City, one could see a continuous evil aura like black clouds, rolling and rolling only in this patch of sky. It was the so-called murderous aura that forms clouds at three o'clock, and the cold sound spreads throughout the night.

In Xiyi City, there were two people playing chess.

The black and white chess pieces fell on the chessboard, making a crisp sound. One was a young man with a gentle and simple look, and the other was a plain and arrogant man. The former held black and the latter held white. Po Jun looked at the chessboard and said casually: "Qingyu, what a trick.

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"Standing outside, stirring up disputes. There was only one point of hostility in the beginning, but you suddenly stirred it up to ten percent. Now, the confrontation between Chen Guo and Ying Guo is beyond the control of those in the court."

"They say they won't fight now, but the people below have already refused."

Wen He smiled gently and said, "I'm just executing it. The big strategy is still done by Mr. Po Jun. He is indeed the first counselor of His Majesty King Qin and the mastermind of the three armies. If you are not a Mr. Po Jun, you are not qualified!"

Mr. Pojun's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly:

"Do you think saying something like this is useful to me?"

Wen He said sincerely: "Everyone in the world says so, and it is true. The words of the sage and the 300 poems can be summed up in one sentence: the thought is innocent and the heart is sincere. The heart is sincere and there is no hidden plot.

Written in words, it can touch people's hearts."

"Every word Wen He said came from the bottom of his heart, without any concealment."

Po Jun looked calm and unhurried, just playing chess lightly.

He held the chess piece in his left hand and held it hard with his right hand behind his back.

happy!

Po Jun is now thirty-four years old, and he at least knows about An Shuang's existence.

Mr. Wen He's eyes were warm and gentle. He looked at the genius mastermind in front of him who could not hold his lips tightly. He took a sip of tea and looked at the evil spirit outside Xiyi City. He said: "The transition between spring and summer in the northwest is still the same.

It’s a bit chilly.”

"Mr. Pojun, it's a bit cold up here, why don't you go down."

Po Jun said calmly: "No."

"Why?"

Po Jun spoke concisely and confidently: "This is how you look like a celebrity."

Mr. Wenhe:.—.——·

"Uh-huh??""

The smile on Mr. Wenhe's face froze.

Although it was him, he was often thrown off track by Mr. Pojun's unexpected choices and answers.

After these two guys came to Xiyi City, with the support of Li Zhaowen, they dominated the actions of Xiyi City. In their eyes, the so-called calm situation at this moment was like a platform built with wooden sticks.

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It looks stable, but in fact, if you just poke it with your finger, it will completely collapse from top to bottom.

Conflicts already exist and are extremely intense.

It will not be treated as non-existent just because civil and military officials have exchanged interests and whitewashed peace.

A truly top strategist would never do these things recklessly and forcefully.

They all take advantage of the situation.

To intensify the existing contradictions and bring them out in a fierce way.

Xia Houdou, the famous general of Xiyi City, raised his head and looked at the heights, where the wind was blowing and his sleeves and robes were rolled up. There were two celebrities above, one with a gentle look and wearing a robe of dark blue satin with dark patterns, and the other with a long body.

Wear only ink and red clothing.

Playing chess in this troubled world is so magnificent!

How heartbreaking, how frightening, and frightening.

This famous general who has experienced the previous era can be regarded as seeing the methods of these two with his own eyes. The situation in the entire Xiyi City, a thousand miles away,

As if shrouded under their fingers, the two counselors raised their hands, their fingers stretched out, and the hanging silk threads controlled the situation.

Taking advantage of the situation and at the lowest cost, the suppressed conflicts were successfully intensified.

And I don’t know who added fuel to the fire.

How terrible.

There was more than one counselor of this level in Prince Qin's palace.

At this moment, if an officer from both sides refuses to fight, he will even be overthrown by the soldiers, and each other's tempers will be aroused. Reinforcements from both sides continue to arrive. From the heights of Xiyi City, you can see different flags arriving every day.

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The reinforcements from both sides almost formed a giant dragon.

The flags are fierce and the evil spirit surges.

Amid the admiration and horrified gazes of the onlookers, Mr. Pojun finally tightened his tight clothes and said, "The wind is a bit strong, so let's go down."

When Mr. Wen He went down, Xia Houdui and others greeted the two gentlemen. He was the only one who asked the two gentlemen to leave calligraphy treasures, which could be passed on to future generations. This was also a record of important events in this place.

Decades from now, perhaps this will become historical data.

It is not just folklore, but also unofficial history compiled privately by scribes.

But official history.

Mr. Wenhe wrote the words "Xiyi City" without hesitation, and then signed it, all in one go. Mr. Pojun was too lazy to do such a thing, but after Mr. Wenhe said a few words, Pojun

Mr. Jun was surprised and thoughtful.

I happily put pen to paper immediately.

After the two left, Xia Houdui and others went to see them, and their expressions changed.

【Qingmu】11 Yan Dynasty in the Western Regions during the Qing Dynasty.

[Brilliant idea] Gaze at the stars one by one by Yan Daiqing.

Mr. Wenhe smiled happily, raising and lowering the corners of his mouth.

Finally it was raised.

Yan Daiqing can't control him today.

Cool.

However, Mr. Po Jun felt that all the famous ministers and generals in the world were fools, and he had no interest in making achievements and passing on his name to future generations for those fools to worship. In this case, what was the plan for this Xiyi City?

In the user.

Naturally, I choose a more interesting way to deal with it.

Mr. Wen Qingyu said happily: "At this moment, Dai Qing should still feel relaxed and happy because I am not in Tiance Mansion, ah,

I really hope to see the expression on his face change.

Mr. Po Jun shook his head, feeling that there was something wrong with this guy.

He raised his head and looked at the thick clouds that had been pressed down layer by layer because of the evil spirit of the military strategists, which stirred up the vitality of the world and the world. The counselor's eyes were filled with such coldness as iron, and he frowned slightly for a long time.

Lord, the situation has begun.

I’ll leave it to you to take care of what happens next—·

The second day.

The Battle of Xiyi City began. Chen and Ying both invested more than 100,000 troops. The contradictions and conflicts accumulated during this period broke out in this way. The sound of weapons clashing roared from morning to night.

The setting sun is like blood.

"What, there's a war in Xiyi City?!" Right Minister Feng Yuning was holding a pen to draw. When he heard these words, with a look of concern for the country and the people on his face, he waved his hand and asked the person who reported the news to retreat first.

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Finally, he finished the painting. Looking at this picture of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, every stroke and every stroke was filled with passion. It was the result of his hard work over the years. He can be called a great master of the generation. He is grand in spirit and in the right place when he writes.

Although he is handsome and handsome in ancient times, he cannot be compared with him.

"Sure enough, the world is turbulent and the situation has reached this level. It would be strange not to start a fight."

"I, Da Chen, am really going to die."

The right minister was silent for a long time, but he still wrote a letter and sent his confidant out. The confidant came back with a slap mark on his face. Feng Yuning asked: "What are the people from the Ministry of War doing?"

The confidant kowtowed and cried, "They won't hand over anything."

"Refuse to hand over something?!"

Feng Yuning sneered, swept her sleeves, and said: "Those stinky Qiuba, at this time when the country is in danger, they are still eating empty wages, still greedy for military expenses, fighting on the front lines, and they are enjoying the blessings in the rear!"

"You must read his book for the truth!"

"It is better to give this money to the truth than to these bastards!"

Feng Yuning was extremely angry, but in the study, he wrote furiously and furiously, vowing to read a copy of the Minister of War and the Minister of War. When his son knew such a thing, he still persuaded:
To be continued...