Rakshasa Palace.

backyard.

During the Six Kings Debate, they exchanged their views on the situation of Dashang and their strategy for the coming year.

Of course, Tao Yaoyao was just making soy sauce and did not make any comments.

If you are not in your position, you will not pursue your political goals.

However, compared to the discussion of tactics, Li Ziye's actions surprised the King of Triumph and others.

After the four of them saw the commoner king's act of seeking death, the Rakshasa king didn't jump up and chop him to death with a sword. They all looked a little unbelievable.

Has the Rakshasa King really changed his gender? Become a vegetarian, practice good deeds, and stop killing animals?

"Don't tell me, the food in Zuixianlou tastes pretty good."

Li Ziye picked up two more dishes with chopsticks and said while eating, "You guys should try it too."

"No, no."

To the east, the four Guanshan Kings hurriedly shook their heads and gnawed wildly on their own elbows and legs of lamb. No one dared to take this risk.

Now that the Rakshasa King's strength has greatly increased, they don't want grass growing on his grave.

"What do you mean by the triumphant victory? After the spring begins, Bu Yi will cooperate with you to counterattack the Tianyu Palace army?" King Guanshan took a bite of the roast goose to calm down his shock, and then changed the topic and asked.

"That's the plan now."

The King of Triumph responded, "The commoner king is good at using strange soldiers, which can fill the vacancy of Rakshasa. Cooperating with this king, it may have unexpected effects."

"One righteousness and one strangeness are indeed a good way of cooperation."

King Zhongwu took a bite of the mutton leg and said, "Coupled with the Rakshasa Army's outstanding attack power, as long as the tactics are coordinated properly, the army of Tianyu Palace may be defeated in one fell swoop."

"We still need you to try your best to block the eight tribes in Mobei," said the King of Triumph.

"It should."

King Donglin said, "As long as those people in the court who are greedy for life and afraid of death don't hold them back."

After saying that, King Donglin seemed to have thought of something. He looked at the commoner king in front of him and asked, "By the way, did you see the conspiracy of the eight tribes in Mobei when you were in Baidi City?"

"Um."

Li Ziye nodded and responded without denying.

"Now that I think about it, there was something wrong with your original behavior."

King Donglin said, "With your intelligence, you should not be able to fail to see that this is a trap deliberately set by the Eight Departments of Mobei."

"It's true that I saw some things, but I didn't expect that Baidi City would fall so quickly."

Li Ziye said truthfully, "When King Donglin left 70,000 people to defend the city, I thought there was no problem, so I didn't say anything more. Moreover, I was a light-hearted person at that time, and no matter what I said, nothing could change the final result."

"That's right."

King Donglin nodded and shook his head helplessly.

Wanhuhou, it sounds good, but in fact, the weight is just that.

"Triumph, how many silver-armored cavalry are there over at the Tianman Palace?"

King Zhongwu asked as he ate the leg of lamb in his hand.

"Six to seven thousand, maybe."

The King of Triumph responded, "After the big loss suffered by the Tianyu Palace, the tactic of killing the horse with the sword is no longer so useful."

"That's for sure."

King Zhongwu carried the wine jar, took a sip of wine, and said, "The more targeted the tactics, the greater the limitations. Now that Tianyu Palace is on defense, it will be difficult to achieve the original effect."

"Six thousand or seven thousand silver-armored cavalry should be difficult to deal with, right?"

King Guanshan asked curiously. Things in the Western Region had always been dealt with by Triumph. He had only heard of the reputation of the Silver Armored Cavalry, but had never seen it before.

"It's more than difficult to deal with."

The King of Triumph sighed softly, "Except for the time when the commoner king used his saber to defeat the silver armored cavalry, every time we faced the silver armored cavalry, the Rakshasa king had to lead his troops into the battle in person and use absolute force to resist the silver armored cavalry.

The impact is astonishing, if not for this, King Rakshasa’s lifespan would not have been consumed so quickly.”

Hearing this, the four of them looked at the white-haired Rakshasa King in front of them and fell silent.

The practice of the Three Ultimate Swords will consume the user's lifespan, and they have heard about this.

It is the most unwise behavior to use force to confront thousands of troops head-on.

This also shows how powerful the Silver Armored Cavalry is, forcing King Triumph and King Rakshasa to do this.

"After a winter of recuperation, the number of shining cavalry may be even greater next year."

On the side, Li Ziye calmly analyzed, "Conservatively, there should be no problem in returning the number to 10,000."

"That's right."

King Zhongwu nodded and said, "We are recruiting troops, and the same goes for Tianyu Palace. Although the Silver Armored Cavalry cannot be replenished as quickly as ordinary troops, there should be no problem in adding two to three thousand people in one winter."

"There are no more than 10,000 silver-armored cavalry, but more than 10,000 are invincible."

The King of Triumph said with a complex expression, "In the coming year, there will be another tough battle to fight."

"Drink."

King Zhongwu raised the wine jar in his hand and said, "It's useless to think so much now."

When Donglin, Guan Shan and others heard this, they also took the wine jar in front of them and touched it.

The drinks are spicy and overbearing. Soldiers like to drink strong drinks, and several martial kings of Dashang are no exception.

"It's been a long time since we've been together like this."

King Donglin looked at the five people in front of him and sighed.

"Yes, after drinking this time, I don't know when the next time I want to have so many people drink with me." King Guanshan responded.

"Perhaps, it was the day when one of our men was shrouded in leather."

The King of Triumph smiled faintly and said, "Fighting on the battlefield will eventually happen one day."

"Don't be so talkative, I still want to see my children get married and start a business!" King Donglin said angrily.

"Donglin is right. When the world is at peace, I will retire and return to my hometown to help my daughter take care of the children at home." King Guanshan rarely reached an agreement with King Donglin and agreed.

"Rakshasa."

While the three of them were chatting, King Zhongwu put down the wine jar in his hand, looked at the woman in front of him, and asked seriously, "Do you have any last wishes?"

The three Triumph Kings looked stunned and looked over.

If Rakshasa has any unfinished business, they will try their best to help.

"there is none left."

Tao Yaoyao saw the eyes of the four people, shook her head slightly, and said, "I am very satisfied that you can come to see me off today, and I have no last wishes."

"Then drink more wine."

King Zhongwu once again raised the wine jar in his hand and said boldly, "Here, let's do it!"

"Hey, if you drink so much, your wife will scold you again when you go back!"

King Donglin complained, but without hesitation he raised the wine jar in his hand and gritted his teeth and said, "I've drank so much anyway, let's not miss this. If there are four jars of wine per person, whoever can't finish it will be my grandson!"

"I'm afraid you won't make it!"

King Guanshan picked up the wine jar in front of him and touched it directly.

Under the scorching sun, the six kings drank freely and used wine as a gift to bid farewell to Rakshasa.

Meanwhile, the Royal Palace, to the southwest.

Listen to Yuxuan.

Mu Wenqing sat in front of the fire pot, staring in the direction of the Rakshasa Palace, and there was a bit of confusion in his usually calm eyes.

"Your Majesty."

On the side, Hibiscus spoke softly, "If the prince wants to see you off, then go ahead."

Mu Wenqing came back to his senses, shook his head slightly, and responded, "No, don't worry, there will be a chance at this moment."

"What does the prince mean by his words?"

Mu Jin frowned and said in confusion, "King Rakshasa's life span has obviously been exhausted. If we don't go now, where will there be another chance in the future?"

"some."
Chapter completed!