Chapter 360: Fengcheng

n its meaning."But the deputy prime minister's death had nothing to do with the war. I pursued his killer, and my investigation has led me here. I apologize for any inconvenience this may cause, Sir W...Ji Zhaonan still sat there in the posture of a soldier, like a spear, like a pine tree, but his tone was very ordinary: "So I came back from the front line, it was for my Qi army to be able to divide up some good territories behind the Ten Thousand Demons Gate. Fewer people die, and more resources are obtained."

"Fewer deaths, more resources."

How simple, yet how weighty, are these words.

The smile that had played on Chongxuan's lips, subtle as it was, vanished completely at this moment.

Therefore, he no longer had a sense of closeness. His charisma, his pride, could completely make people feel distant.

Now, he is very serious.

Jiang Wang's mood was also different.

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Although Jiang Wang said that he only needed to know one thing about this confluence of the Yellow River, he wanted to be the number one in the world. Knowing just that was enough.

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Nothing will affect his determination.

He did this for his position in Qi, to better help Chongxuan Sheng, and to settle down sooner so he could take care of his younger sister.

Therefore, he must do his utmost to win this title of the world's best.

But after hearing Cao Jie and Ji Zhaonan's accounts, he truly came to understand the significance of the Yellow River Meeting.

I felt the weight of the Yellow River's confluence.

They were arguing on the viewing platform, it wasn't just about being the number one in the world, nor was it just about national honor.

This is even more a matter of actual national interest.

After victory or defeat, countless resources and an immeasurable number of lives are at stake.

That's why all the countries in the world value it so much.

No wonder all the prodigies come to compete!

Jiang Wang always said he would do his best, and he indeed did.

But there is a prerequisite, which is to retain the power of going astray.

Once a person's deviation from the right path is revealed, it will inevitably be deciphered by those of the same level as them. With their talents and backgrounds, even in the worst case scenario, they would find a way to resist.

This is inevitable.

But Jiang Wang was even thinking at this time, for the weight behind this win or loss, whether he could pay more when necessary

For example... don't keep the wrong path.

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“We will fly the national flag for our country,” Jiang Wang said seriously.

"Unfurl three banners." Chong Xuan obeyed.

Ji Zhaonan smiled: “Of course.”

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These three people, regardless of who is paired with whom, do not have any good relationships.

There are various contradictions, though.

Jiang Wang and Chong Xuan followed because of the conflict caused by Chong Xuan's victory.

Zhong Xuanzun and Ji Zhaonan are at odds because of Wang Yiwu.

Jiāng Wàng and Wáng Yíwú fought to the death. As Wáng Yíwú's senior brother, Jì Zhāonán's stance is also easy to guess.

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But at this very moment, because of the same weight they were carrying, they had a common goal. For a moment, that awkward, uncomfortable feeling between the three of them vanished.

And this is also the reason why Cao Jie called them all together to discuss the Yellow River meeting.

Although the three were involved in battles of different levels, before the decisive battle, it was necessary for the three armies to be united as one. This is the most basic military principle.

The greatest general in the world is Cao.

As the capital of the fertile nation, Fengcheng was quite prosperous compared to the capitals of many smaller countries.

At least in Jiang Wang's eyes, there are not many places that can compare.

There was a city called Cangfeng in Yangdi, which sounded very similar to Fengcheng. However, the Fengcheng of Woguo was rich not just in "cang" (storehouses), but also in other aspects.

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When entering the city, the bustling crowds and the feverish atmosphere almost made Jiang Wang think he was in one of the cities of Qi.

And looking around, thousands of buildings, hundreds of styles. The harmonious unity of various national styles is also quite admirable.

Although this city cannot compare to Linzi in terms of grandeur, it is indeed a remarkably prosperous place.

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Of course, for Yuwen Tuo, it was not the case...

“What the heck, this place is nowhere near as good as our royal court!” Yuwen Duo mumbled as he walked. “They call themselves a civilized land and say we are barbarians…tsk tsk.”

There's a hint of resentment in her tone.

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He grew up on the prairie since he was a child, and later guarded the line of life and death. It's true that he hasn't seen much of the customs of various countries.

In the early years, I always heard people say that people from the Central Plains looked down on people from the grasslands.

When the result came to Wuo, he found it was nothing special. It called itself a capital city!

Although he admitted that this place wasn't bad, it was obviously inferior to the Supreme King's Court.

Zhao Ru Cheng, wearing a bronze mask, said helplessly: "The strength of the Wo nation is probably not as strong as your Wumen clan. How can you compare their royal court with ours"

This grassland brother's sense of national pride and shame is truly intense.

"He's just being petty. Aren't the people from Zhongyu a little hypocritical to look down on us" Yu Wendu snorted through his nose: "They truly are sitting in a well and looking at the sky!"

He treated Zhao Rucheng like one of his own people, calling him "we" all the time. He insisted that Zhao Rucheng share his joys and sorrows, his enemies and allies.

“Actually, you misunderstood. The Zhongyu people don't look down on the Prairie people.” Zhao Ruocheng explained: “They look down on everyone from all directions—east, west, north, and south...”

Yuwendu:...

“On the bank of the river, my warriors will make those men from Jing Country see what a true soldier looks like!” He suddenly flew into a rage.

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"Oh! It's a pity that Jin Ge doesn't have enough strength, yet he still insists on taking a spot. Those who are capable refuse to take the stage..."

Okay, everyone's learned to be roundabout now.

Jin Ge was also the number one in the Imperial Palace, selected from all over the grasslands. Where did his strength fall short

To be defeated by Yuwen Tuo like this, it's as if they had fled through the back door.

In one word, "sour".

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Zhao Ru Cheng was too lazy to pay attention, he just continued to look at the buildings on the roadside.

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Yuwendu found himself in a predicament and had to swallow his pride. He walked for two steps before growing impatient again: "You never leave the palace, what's there to see here Why did you insist on coming out"

Zhao Ruocheng sighed: "I didn't let you follow."

I never noticed before, this guy talks so much! It's really a shame...those days when we held the Yin Demon skull in one hand and the Soul Stone in the other, how I miss it. It was so decisive and clean back then, no fuss at all.

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"Heh heh." Yuwen Du wasn't embarrassed at all: "This isn't because I'm worried you won't know the way, is it"

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Zhao Ruocheng had no time to care, because he had already arrived at his destination for today's outing.

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After a moment of silent contemplation, he asked, "Is that Qi Guan"

Yuwen Duo peered over and glanced at it, then curled his lips and said, "Indeed, the Qi people arrived before us. They are quite proactive!"

From raising livestock in Mukuo to living in Wuo, it is naturally closer than moving from Qi to Wuo.

But the people of Qi circled so far, their team arrived at Fengcheng first, so he said that the people of Qi were overly enthusiastic.

As two hegemonic states with overlapping spheres of influence, the relationship between the Mu Kingdom and the Qi Kingdom was naturally far from harmonious. The former always sought to expand eastward, while the latter often yearned to glimpse the northern scenery. They each supported smaller nations, appearing to coexist peacefully on the surface, but behind closed doors, they engaged in frequent skirmishes.

Of course, Qi and Mu were quite in sync when it came to targeting Jing.

Therefore, Yuwen Tuo harbored a greater resentment towards the people of Jingguo.

Zha Ru Cheng couldn't help but glare at him: "How come I find you disliking everything all day long Jing people annoy you, Qi people annoy you. Just stay home and don't go out, lest you get tired of it!"

He lectured with absolute righteousness, but Yuwen Du didn't listen at all. Suddenly, he raised his right hand and waved it around, shouting, "Here! Right here!"

His voice was so unrestrained that it drew the attention of passersby.

And Zhao Ruchen, with a single glance, saw Helian Yunyun striding toward him, her face radiant with a bright smile.

A sense of absurdity arose in my heart.

“I was actually sold out by this idiot, Yu Wen Du”

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