The news that the prisoners cut off their chains and killed millions of troops has spread throughout Tiangang.
The Daqian Empire once again became the laughing stock of everyone, and at the same time, this incident also sounded the alarm for many empires.
Various empires immediately increased their vigilance against hell to avoid tragedies.
In the Great Yan Empire, a crescent moon passed through the exquisite turrets, casting a hazy moonlight inside the high walls.
Snow flakes slowly fell down, and the goose-feather-like snow flakes dyed the entire sky and earth white.
Looking from a distance, the vermilion palaces look like they are embedded in the snow, and the majestic momentum permeates the undulating palaces.
The lights swayed in the cold wind, and a thatched cottage stood out among the palace.
The clear and melodious ringing of bells resounded in the thatched cottage, and two figures were seen sitting upright. Behind the curtain, the maid gently struck the chimes intermittently.
"Xiang Su, I have led my army on four expeditions, and all four times I came back defeated. Why is that?" Among the two figures, one of them is the emperor of Yan, Yan Ruxue.
After taking off the emperor's robe, Yan Ruxue was dressed in a green shirt, sitting upright, with a layer of frost on her sword eyebrows, a little less majestic and a little more elegant.
Opposite Yan Ruxue was an old man. The old man had gray hair on his temples, but his face was radiant. There was a touch of wisdom in his clear eyes. His simple official robe fully reflected his elegance.
Although he looked frail, the old man was carrying a three-foot long sword on his back, and a terrifying coercion filled him.
An incomplete chess game was placed on the bamboo table, with black and white chess pieces criss-crossing each other. The murderous intention of the powerful warriors permeated the chess game.
Wise eyes were fixed on the chess game. It was not until Yan Ruxue said these words that the old man raised his head, abandoned the son in his hand, and said with a faint smile: "In the past, when I was on an envoy to the State of Qi, I was delighted by the words of King Qi. I used troops. Those who are born in the world are worried, those who are happy after making an agreement are alone and those who resent are lonely. Those who rise after a husband are borrowed, and those who are far away and resentful are always. Now, this sentence also applies to my emperor!"
Hearing this, Yan Ruxue pondered for a moment, and finally shook her head slowly and said: "I am ignorant, I hope Prime Minister Su can give me some advice!"
"The Yan-Zhao alliance is competing for the Martial God. It is truly a supreme honor to be the first to reach the Martial God. All the countries under Yan and Zhao are fully assisting them. Apart from this, have other empires ever helped?" the old man said with a smile.
"Never!" Yan Ruxue answered truthfully. There were four consecutive wars, and the other empires did not participate.
"The two kingdoms of Yan and Zhao were the first to use troops against the Martial God. Why didn't those empires send troops? It's very simple. If you, Yan and Zhao, break through the defenses and compete for the Martial God, they can reach the Martial God without even a single soldier!"
"If Yan and Zhao lose, they can use their troops again. They can also sit back and enjoy the success, easily breaking through the Martial God's defense!"
"If the stalemate continues for a long time, the vitality of all the subordinate countries will be severely damaged, even our country, Yan. Soon, these subsidiary countries will rebel one after another. At that time, our country, Yan, will be immediately isolated and helpless in Tiangang."
"This is why, if you are happy to use troops, you will lead the world, but you will be worried; if you are happy to make a contract, you will be alone!" The old man whispered.
Hearing this, Yan Ruxue trembled slightly, pondered for a few moments, and said: "According to Su Xiang's words, should I, Yan, step back and avoid his sharp edge for the time being?"
"Throughout the ages, sages and sages have always done things by taking advantage of the situation. By taking advantage of the situation, they can get twice the result with half the effort. Therefore, there are only a few who can accomplish things without having the right to use the situation to double the situation."
"The first is to retreat, and the second is to take advantage of Tiangang's power!" The old man chuckled.
"Wang Su Xiang for advice?" Yan Ruxue stood up. He knew that the once all-powerful old man in front of him had a countermeasure.
"In the past, I used the way of uniting and vertical to resist Qin. Today, the way of uniting and vertical is also applicable today. We can lobby all countries, gather the troops of Tiangang countries, and destroy their martial gods. It is just around the corner!"
"Xiang Su wants me to come forward and invite other countries to form an alliance to jointly fight against the Martial God?" Yan Ruxue frowned slightly. Doesn't this show to the world that he, the whole country of Yan, cannot defeat the Martial God?
"This move is to take advantage of the power of Tiangang. Although the Martial God has been defeated, not one country can defeat it!" Looking at each other, the old man smiled lightly and said, "My emperor went to the Martial God four times. This is clearer than me."
Regarding this point pointed out by the old man, Yan Ruxue also understood that the terror of the Martial God's power was beyond his expectation. If he wanted to kill the Fifth Generation Moon God and others, then his country of Yan would also have to pay a heavy price. This time
The price he, Dayan, cannot bear.
"According to what Prime Minister Su said, I will invite the emperors of other countries to discuss this matter later!"
In the end, Yan Ruxue had to compromise and said that the price could not be afforded, so she could only let all the Tiangang countries bear the price.
"If my emperor unites other countries, what will be the difference from this Yan-Zhao alliance? The price the Yan Empire will pay is far more than the other countries!" The old man shook his head and said slowly.
Hearing this, Yan Ruxue was startled for a moment, then chuckled: "The Emperor of Zhao is so proud. For such a grand event, the State of Zhao should be the first, followed by all the other countries!"
The two chatted for a while again, and Yan Ruxue stood up, bowed three times to the old man, and left.
When Yan Ruxue was about to step out of the thatched hut, Yan Ruxue paused and turned her back to the old man and said, "Why don't Prime Minister Su come out of the mountain? With Prime Minister Su's plan, we can gather Tiangang's soldiers and defeat the God of War easily!"
Clamping the chess piece between his sword fingers, the old man was immersed in the chessboard again and ignored Yan Ruxue's words.
After waiting for a few breaths, Yan Ruxue smiled slightly and said: "I am too abrupt, and disturbing Su Xiang this time is really a helpless move!"
Stepping out of the thatched cottage, Yan Ruxue bowed three times before leaving.
It was still late at night, the intermittent ringing of bells echoed, the cold night wind blew in quietly, the lights flickered, and finally went out.
The thatched cottage immediately fell into darkness, but the old man's eyes were as bright as stars. He stared at the chess game. The old man pondered for a few moments before making his move. He slowly said: "The shore of the God of War was not planned by the emperors, but actually by all of you.
The emperor's chess game, we naturally have a better chess game to play!" The old man's voice echoed in the thatched house, until finally, the old man's figure slowly disappeared.
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A few days later, in the country of Zhao, lightning flashed and thunder exploded in the sky, and the bright thunder light painted the sky with a layer of purple brilliance.
The imperial palace of the Zhao Empire is located in a thunder pond, which makes it extremely sacred and inviolable.
The thunderous waves surged into the sky, and the undulating sword pavilions looked more like islands. On one of the sword pavilions, Zhao Xiao, the Emperor of Great Zhao, and a middle-aged man stood on a high platform. The two of them looked down at the thunder surging below.
"Le Xiang, there is news from Emperor Yan that he wants to form an alliance to jointly attack the God of War. What is rare is that Emperor Yan actually takes me as the leader, and my great Zhao Ma as the leader!" The emperor's robe moved in the wind, and Zhao Xiao gently left his left hand.
Holding the waist, he chuckled.
The middle-aged man standing next to Zhao Xiao has a tall and tall figure, a face like a crown of jade, wearing a silk scarf on his head, and a crane cloak. Although he is somewhat elegant, he cannot hide the terrifying murderous intention in the middle-aged man.
After hearing this, the middle-aged man asked: "Then my emperor agreed to Emperor Yan's invitation?"
"I have led my army against the God of War four times, and I have been defeated four times. The God of War is by no means as simple as I thought before. It is difficult to break through the God of War's defense with the power of Yan and Zhao. The alliance is undoubtedly the best choice!
"
Zhao Xiao didn't even think about it, paused, and continued: "I originally wanted to accept Emperor Yan's invitation, but today I happened to see Le Xiang out of business, so I came to discuss the matter!"
"Then what does our emperor mean?" The middle-aged man smiled without saying anything and continued to ask.
"This emperor agrees with this matter, and also wants to agree to Emperor Yan's invitation and come forward to form an alliance. This move will not only divide the losses equally among the countries, but also improve Zhao's status in Tiangang!"
Zhao Xiao chuckled lightly, with a hint of joy in his eyes, and ordered the Tiangang Kingdoms to defeat the Martial God. It was truly a supreme honor, and his name would surely go down in history. He was extremely moved.
"If our emperor comes forward, then this alliance will be led by Zhao. Wouldn't it be that Zhao needs to send more troops? Only in this way can other countries be willing to surrender to my emperor's orders?" The middle-aged man smiled half-heartedly.
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Zhao Xiao looked stunned. After this, he, the Great Zhao, was still the first to bear the brunt and suffered the heaviest losses, while the Great Yan Kingdom would not suffer too much loss, and would still have the energy to compete with the God of War and attack cities and seize territory.
After being reminded by the middle-aged man, Zhao Xiao immediately figured this out and sneered: "What a Yan Ruxue, you actually cheated me like this!"
"It's not Emperor Yan's plan. It must have been done by someone else!" the middle-aged man said thoughtfully, then chuckled.
"Who?" Zhao Xiao asked.
"If you are happy with the military, you will lead the world, but you will be worried; if you are happy with the alliance, you will be alone!" The middle-aged man did not answer directly.
Hearing this, Zhao Xiao's heart suddenly shook, and a figure could not help but appear in his mind, with a long sword on his back, long clothes flowing, and eyes like stars: "Su Xiang!"
After bowing to the middle-aged man, Zhao Xiao said respectfully: "Xiang Su created this trap for me to jump into. How should I deal with it? Please give me your advice, Xiang Le!"
"This is a good pit. If my emperor doesn't jump, he will naturally find someone to jump into." Turning around, the middle-aged man walked towards the sword pavilion.
"Who?" Zhao Xiao asked again.
It wasn't until the middle-aged man's figure disappeared from the sword pavilion that a voice slowly came out: "Daqian Empire!"
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