To Huang Rong's surprise, Song Qingshu didn't express any opinion on Meng Bofei's words, just sat there inscrutable, neither agreeing nor denying.
As if it was an agreement, Situ Bolei from the Wangwu faction said: "Brother Meng's words are wrong, as the so-called one moment and another moment, this time we are all promoting the new Golden Snake King on each mountain, just to change the situation of hiding in Tibet. If the situation continues to be the same as before, why are we still working so hard to choose the Golden Snake King?"
With Meng Bofei taking the lead, Chu Hongliu felt less worried. Hearing this, he sneered and said, "If you want to change the situation, you must also combine reality. Now that the Manchu Qing army has 100,000 soldiers, each of them can drown us with a spit. If you don't want to save your strength, you choose to fight hard." Fighting is the work of a reckless man."
Huang Rong nodded secretly when she heard that, although Meng Bofei, Chu Hongliu and others intended to attack Song Qingshu's prestige, they had to be reasonable. Now the Golden Snake Camp is full of 30,000 people, most of them are mobs, and they belong to different leaders. If they really work together, if they confront the Man Qing head-on, they will be destroyed soon.
During Huang Rong's contemplation, Shui Jian couldn't help humming: "Every time the Qing soldiers came, we would run away. If so, why should our Golden Snake Battalion exist? Thinking back then, the Golden Snake Battalion was under the leadership of Mr. Yuan. Prestige! Back then, the soldiers of the Qing Dynasty ran away when they heard our movements, but now, hmph!"
Sha Tongtian smiled and said: "Today is not what it used to be, how can the Golden Snake Camp be as grand as it used to be?"
Cheng Qingzhu said with a chuckle: "The reason why the Golden Snake Camp has weakened since then, I am afraid that the Shazhai Lord knows the reason best."
Sha Tongtian suddenly became angry: "What do you mean by the surname Cheng?"
Cheng Qingzhu didn't deal with him in the first place, but now that he has the relationship with Ah Jiu, he won't be afraid of him anymore, and replied directly: "When the news of Mr. Yuan's death came back, I don't know who started the internal strife first. It caused all the mountains to kill each other."
Sha Tongtian's face turned red all of a sudden: "If you're like this, it's all my fault for beating me and you all these years?"
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The heads of the Golden Snake Camp were quarreling, and Huang Rong couldn't help but glance at Song Qingshu. Seeing that he was still silent, she couldn't help but secretly nodded: The most taboo thing for a superior is to throw out his true thoughts all at once, it's easy Cause a strong backlash from opponents, then there will be no room for maneuver. The most effective way is to secretly reveal one's intentions through the mouth of one's confidantes, and let the various factions under one's hands compete, so that the superior can appear detached...
"I didn't expect that Song Qingshu was not only strong in martial arts, but also so clever in the way of fighting. This brother Jing is really inferior to him." Huang Rong secretly sighed in his heart. Not fit to be a leader.
After all, not everyone is dedicated to the country and the people like him. Those people have their own pursuits, such as beauty, wealth, or fame...
And brother Jing always uses such illusory things as national righteousness to win over them. In a short period of time, he can cover everything with his own personality charm, but after a long time...
If it wasn't for Huang Rong's secret dealings these years, countless forces in Xiangyang City would have turned against him.
Huang Rong was startled suddenly, why did she keep comparing Brother Jing and Song Qingshu these two days? Brother Jing is her husband, so what is Song Qingshu...
Huang Rong's pretty face suddenly turned red, and she seemed to hear someone calling herself in a trance: "I don't know what Mrs. Guo thinks about the current situation."
"Ah?" Huang Rong finally came back to her senses, and found that everyone in the conference hall was looking at her, and she couldn't help but panic.
It turned out that Song Qingshu saw that everyone was almost fighting, so he stopped the conversation at the right time, and kicked the topic to Huang Rong who was aside. He knew in his heart that with Huang Rong's ice and snow, he must know his own thoughts, and he would never say anything to demolish him. And with Huang Rong's reputation in the martial arts, if she can express her support for her, then she will get twice the result with half the effort.
Huang Rong was distracted, but she didn't know that Song Qingshu suddenly threw the problem to herself. Now she was in a mess, so she didn't have any insights. Fortunately, she was always quick-witted and quick-witted. The situation is clearer, let’s listen to King Xiao’s opinion first.”
"Guangzhu Huang is too modest." Xiao Feng said a few words politely, but he still started to talk about his opinion. After all, as a native of Liao Kingdom, he naturally hoped that the Manchu and Qing troops would stay here as long as possible.
"Everyone here should have heard the phrase 'Jurchens are not satisfied with ten thousand, and they are invincible when they are full'. According to our information, the 100,000 troops of the Manchu Qing Dynasty going south this time are all elite soldiers of the Eight Banners..."
Just as Xiao Feng was halfway through speaking, Chu Hongliu seemed to have received support, and said excitedly: "I am, this time the strength of the Manchu Qing army is not something we can contend with at all, it is better to discuss a retreat plan early."
Song Qingshu sneered in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm, and said indifferently: "Let's listen to King Xiao first."
Chu Hongliu also realized that he was Meng Lang. With Xiao Feng's status in the martial arts and his status as the king of the Southern Academy of Liao Kingdom, there was no room for him to intervene, so he couldn't help but smiled embarrassingly to cover up the embarrassment in his heart.
Xiao Feng smiled and nodded to Song Qingshu, and then continued: "If the elite of the Hundred Thousand and Eight Banners came to attack twenty years ago, Xiao would definitely suggest that you pack your bags quickly and run as far as you can."
Yang Miao's heart moved, and she asked subconsciously: "Did King Xiao mean that..."
"That's right, the soldiers of the Eight Banners twenty years ago were indeed a strong and brave army, but," Xiao Feng stood up, with an air of disdain for the world, "Since the entry of the Qing Dynasty, the children of the Eight Banners have been obsessed with the prosperity of the Central Plains for a long time. Degenerate, the so-called elite of the Eight Banners nowadays, don't compare with Wu Sangui's Guanning Iron Cavalry, even compared with the Jiangnan Green Camp, they are far inferior. Therefore, although the Manchu Qing army is powerful this time, the Golden Snake Camp may not have no chance."
Xiao Feng was also extremely puzzled, he thought that Kangxi was a talented and general man, who knew that such a foolish trick came out this time, could it be that he grew up in the deep palace, I really don't know how rotten the fighting power of the Eight Banners is now what.
Song Qingshu was secretly proud that this time the army recruited all the disciples of the Eight Banners. It was the coup that he and Dongfang Muxue came up with. After all, except for a very few wise people, few people realized that the Eight Banners Army was already strong from outside, even the Manchu The important ministers of the Qing court also believed that once the "elite" of the Eight Banners came out, the encirclement and suppression of the Golden Snake Camp would undoubtedly win—
Suddenly looking at the number of chapters, I found that there are actually 500 chapters!
Chapter 500 is here, is Chapter 1000 still far away
I have something to do tomorrow morning, so this chapter is for today
I have written the chapter every day before, and I still remember that the bad ones will be made up in the next few days.