Late autumn season!

The earth is yellow, the towering trees are bare, and the branches and leaves on the branches are constantly falling and flying in the air with the autumn wind.

Dongfang Boyu stared bitterly at the mighty Wei army in front of him. The Wei army continued to the horizon, and at first glance, a long black dragon in front of him was moving westward.

"It was indeed the nature of the Duke of Wei. After integrating the power of more than 20 northern states, he launched troops against Bingzhou."

"There is no more suspense in this battle, and the King of Jin will undoubtedly be defeated,"

"The King of Jin will definitely be defeated, Mr. Dongfang is so sure?" Wang Sanwan, a general on the side, asked and preached.

"If it was spring, the Duke of Wei had just pacified Youzhou, and most of the more than 20 northern states would submit to him in name only. If he immediately attacked Bingzhou, the people would be uneven and the orders could not be consistent, and the King of Jin would have the strength to fight."

"Don't look at the fact that more than 20 states in the north have not been long before they can join the Duke of Wei, and it will take half a year. However, with the Duke of Wei and the Tianzhu suppression, it does not take more than half a year. It can be stable in just three or four months."

"It was only when the troops were sent, and it was Duke of Wei who was waiting for the autumn harvest to be abundant in food and the soldiers were trained for a few more months. How could the King of Jin be defeated?"

Dongfang Boyu stood with his hands behind his back, his loose sleeves swaying, and he was free to guide the country and sway. At this moment, he could not see the angry appearance of the past.

"Another way, your lord Gao Chuang is not dissatisfied with the King of Jin and wants to rebel against Jin and join Wei," Dongfang Boyu finally sighed and preached.

"It's not my main rebellion," Wang Sanwan immediately retorted, and his tone was filled with resentment, "My lord surrendered to the King of Jin and offered the land of the three counties. Not only did he not be grateful, but he humiliated my lord under the city of Taiyuan."

"I have been imprisoned for more than half a year and I am not allowed to visit me. Now I don't know whether I live or die. King Jin is not the hero of the king."

"As the saying goes, good birds choose trees to live in. The Wei State's Duke is both moral and talented. It is the wise ruler. What's wrong with us joining the Wei State's Duke?"

"The King of Jin humiliated Gao Chuang in order to fight Gao Chuang's fame. After kneeling down, his prestige was lost. How could the three counties rule by such figures? Historical books record typical examples of enduring humiliation and burdens, and they were all inherited for several generations of stable foundations."

"He has only been ruled by the three counties for a few years, and his foundation has not been stable, and he has no possibility of enduring humiliation. As for cutting off internal and external ties, this is a sure thing. Who would have thought that there is another undercurrent hidden under his rule?" Of course, Dongfang Boyu never said these two sentences.

It is useless to distinguish right from wrong like this.

In Dongfang Boyu's opinion, there is no absolute right or wrong in the world, but the position of the station is different, and the angle of consideration is naturally different. For example, the idea he just thought was at the perspective of King Jin, so he naturally had to suppress Gao Chuang. But from Gao Chuang's perspective, Wang Sanwan's words were not wrong.

"Let's go, Mr. Dongfang, don't delay any more. You can't escape," Wang Sanwan looked at Dongfang Boyu and said slowly. He shook his head slowly and said in a simple tone: "Mr. Dongfang is now very lucky, otherwise how could I catch Mr. Dongfang easily,"

"Mr. Dongfang, don't think about escaping again. If you are escaping, you will never have the chance to meet Duke of Wei."

"To be honest, Mr. Dongfang might as well think about how he said something when he saw Duke Wei. Maybe he still has a glimmer of hope to survive."

"It's impossible. If the Duke of Wei only had Wei County, he would still be able to save my life if he wanted talent. But now his situation has been completed, and unifying the north has become a foregone conclusion. How can he save the enemy's life?"

"Otherwise, everyone will choose to be hostile to the Duke of Wei in the future, and they will survive after being defeated. Once this example is opened, there will be endless troubles."

"Compared with this, I, Oriental Boyu, have such talent calculated?"

"The disadvantages outweigh the benefits, and I, Dongfang Boyu, will surely die," Dongfang Boyu's tone became lonely. He stared at the Wei army ahead and sighed and preached.

Of course, few people have heard of Wang Sanwan's name, but Dongfang Boyu is famous in the north. Although the army he formed failed, it was still unparalleled and was once glorious.

After reporting, Wang Sanwan and Dongfang Boyu successfully came to Yang Qifeng.

Sitting upright on the chariot, Yang Qifeng stared at Dongfang Boyu from a high place. His expression was cold and expressionless, but patterns appeared in his pupils, and his eyes were already opened.

Dongfang Boyu's fortune is thin, and it is as bright as the common people. For people like Dongfang Boyu, it is unimaginable that they are so thin that they are so thin.

You should know that Dongfang Boyu successfully condensed the Yang Shen. He is at the peak of the Yang Shen. His own strength is also the source of luck.

Even if it is just one-star, it must surpass ordinary people, let alone the three-star peak. Dongfang Boyu's luck is extremely abnormal.

"Duke Wei is suspicious that I, Dongfang Boyu, is in a sluggish manner!" Dongfang Boyu spoke first, and he continued to preach regardless of himself:

"The source of this incident was Duke of Lu. No, the current King of Wu Li Tianci was lobbying the Hezong of Shangdang County in Bingzhou, but it was already a failure. Afterwards, Zhang Tianfang from Xuzhou found me and handed over the spiritual jade to me."

"But what is Li Tianci accompanying him?" Yang Qifeng asked.

"It is this spiritual jade," Dongfang Boyu nodded, and he continued to say: "This spiritual jade has the effect of enhancing luck. After I obtained it, I lobbyed Shangdang County Governor, Xiongzhou Governor, Xionghou and others to form a coalition army,"

"I realized later that something was wrong. This is called treasure jade, but it is actually a demon jade. Strengthening luck is an illusion, and it is really a way to absorb luck. My great fortune is absorbed by this jade."

"Now General Li Jing has been successful. I have heard that Zhang Tian has been put to the imperial capital. I am afraid that he has presented the spiritual jade to Li Jing,"

"This is to tell the Duke of Wei that he should be careful of this jade in the future. If Duke of Wei defeats Li Jing, he must not carry it with him if he obtains this jade, otherwise he will be afraid that Li Tianci will be tricked and consume his luck in vain."

Dongfang Boyu no longer respects Li Tianci, but some of them hate him. How could he not see that he was cheated by Li Tianci?

"I would also like to ask Duke Wei to allow me to see Ximen Fugui for the last time. I have the lineage of Zongheng Academy, the lineage of Hengzhi and the lineage of Zongheng. Those who win will get everything that losers will be willing to give out everything."

"I'm sure," Yang Qifeng agreed. Dongfang Boyu's words were filled with hatred. He must have reached a deal with Ximen Fugui. He could also guess the content of the transaction, which must be revenge on Li Tianci or Zhang Tianfang.

"Go down," Yang Qifeng looked at Wang Sanwan.
Chapter completed!