Knowing this, Jiang Pengji can only sigh with emotion, as expected, they are all people who can do business.
[Host V]: Tell me about that game company, use our characters to make money, and give back some benefits anyway.
For a while, the entire live broadcast room was filled with "Hahaha" barrages, and some people ran to Weibo@that studio.
Jiang Pengji had a hot fight with the audience to pass the time, and the meeting had already begun.
As the "host", Xu Pei turned over the impassioned opening, mobilized the emotions of the twenty-three princes and other salted fish, and encouraged everyone to unite as one to fight the enemy and drive out the traitors. Even if it is a boring scene, it can still be said in Xu Pei's place, which makes people have to feel that this person's grasp of rhythm - a well-deserved rhythm master!
Everyone responded, not swearing or swearing, but also unanimously expressing their indignation towards King Changshou.
Jiang Pengji had just finished chatting with the audience and found that everyone around was crusade against King Changshou, which made her frown slightly.
"King Qin of Huimeng is not a scolding conference. What's the use of these people just scolding King Changshou?"
She shook her head amusingly, and Liu She, who was nearby, also smiled slightly, and secretly handed her a plate of dried fruit for her to chew as a snack.
Liu She laughed dumbly, "Just watch, don't speak."
A melon-eating audience must have the qualities of a melon-eating audience, just watch, don't talk, let them fight.
Xu Pei looked around the crowd and was very satisfied with the rhythm, but when his eyes swept across the father and son, the corners of his eyes twitched strangely.
Seeing that the nature of the alliance was about to change, a clear voice attracted everyone's attention.
The person who spoke was Huang Song, an old friend Jiang Pengji knew.
"Listen to the next words, lords." Huang Song brought 15,000 soldiers, and he was a county guard, so his seat was very high among the twenty-three princes' forces, and I saw him get up from the table. He bowed, "Of course the traitor wants to be attacked, but the traitor is cunning. Seeing that there are so many Allied soldiers, they have been unable to hold on to it for days. It can be done in a day or two, and as time goes by, there are fears that there will be changes."
Someone retorted, "What variable can there be, an army of 400,000 people can't deal with a King Changshou?"
"King Changshou is a traitor to the country. Not killing is not enough for the anger of the people, and not killing is not enough for the people's hearts."
"We will punish the rebels by virtue, and King Changshou will definitely be afraid of the wind. Where do we need to be afraid of him?"
Xu Pei raised his hand to suppress other voices, and asked in a warm voice, "Why did Huang Jun Shou say this?"
Huang Song replied, "The troops and horses have not moved, the food and grass will go first. You are all going out with the elite, and you will be allied here. I don't know if you can bring enough food? How long can the food and grass be supported? Shi and him are in sympathy, with enough troops and enough food and grass, if the walls are clear and the fields cannot be defended, they will bear with us. How long do you think we can last?"
When King Changshou joined the Meng family, he could afford it, but the Allies couldn't.
As soon as these words came out, many people changed their faces.
The local tyrants are not afraid of squandering, and fighting is like throwing money away.
Thinking of this, the voice that was clamoring just now suddenly became hoarse, unable to hold back half a word.
Huang Song smiled and asked another question, "Marching and fighting are different from children's play. There are 23 forces present, each with their own way of fighting. If they fight against the two armies of King Changshou, Are you fighting on your own, or are you cooperating with each other?"
"Naturally, they cooperate with each other and support each other. If they fight each other, even if there are 400,000 soldiers, they are still scattered. King Changshou only needs to find the weak points of the formation, and he can easily break the formation. Even if the god of war comes, facing the Such scattered sand is still powerless."
At this time, someone responded to Huang Song, and the voice of the person who spoke was gentle and special, and was extremely recognizable.
Unlike the boldness of the northerners, it is uniquely gentle and affectionate in the south.
Hearing this, Jiang Pengji raised her head, a slight smile raised on the corner of her lips, and saw—it turned out to be an acquaintance.
Everyone looked for fame, and saw a man in simple clothes sitting in the corner, dressed in a sloppy way, but with a very noble temperament.
The other party noticed Jiang Pengji's gaze, nodded slightly, and smiled back.
Jiang Pengji also greeted him from the air.
That person was none other than An Ying, who helped her to quickly recover An Duoxi in Chengde County!
An Yu's departure time was a few days earlier than Jiang Pengji's. Because of his unknown nationality and many soldiers in his hands, he could not be regarded as a regular princely force.
Although he was despised, An Yin was not annoyed, as long as he had a place in the meeting place, he didn't ask for anything else.
Huang Song didn't know An Xing, but An Xing answered the words well, allowing him to elicit the following text smoothly.
"As the gentleman said just now, if there is no unified dispatch, the 400,000 allied troops will be a mess of sand, and it is a mob in the eyes of King Changshou. What if there are so many troops? It can make the Allied troops torn apart and finally return in despair." Huang Song straightened his expression and said with a serious face, "Do you think what you are saying is reasonable?"
Everyone felt guilty, and several bigwigs showed contemplative expressions, and the Liu family was still eating melons to watch the fun.
"What's the point?" Someone sang the opposite tone, and everyone saw that the speaker was a sturdy veteran. Looking at his face, this man was a little stubborn, "Today's rising boy will only boost other people's ambition and destroy his own prestige. Allied troops are 400,000. Soldiers and horses, can't they still deal with a mere thief? If I don't say anything else, if I let me go, I will definitely cut off the thief's head and use it as a tea cup!"
Huang Song doesn't like to reason with stubborn people, because the other party just doesn't listen or listen, no matter how much they say.
"A thief is a thief, but just because the other party is a thief should not be taken lightly. You are a veteran, the younger generation respects you three points, but you will never agree with your statement just because of this. King Changshou has 100,000 elites, and the Meng clan of Cangzhou uses military talismans privately. , mobilized 50,000 to help, including 10,000 cavalry, strong soldiers and strong horses, and abundant food and grass. On the other hand, our allies are called 400,000 heroes, but how many are the real elites?"
The veteran wanted to say something, but was pushed back by the people around him, and he could only blushed with anger.
In a public place like Huimeng, he was actually cut face by a junior or an eunuch, how could he not be angry
Xu Pei lowered his eyes and took Huang Song's words.
"Huang County Shou's words are naturally reasonable, I wonder what plan you have?"
Huang Song paused, and finally said his own way, "The only way is to elect an alliance leader to lead the alliance."
After Xu Pei heard this, the corners of his lips rose, and Huang Song's words just fit his heart.
He was about to ask in detail, but an idiot jumped out of nowhere, and he even suggested, "Elect the leader of the alliance? Only by ordering and prohibiting, can we compete with thieves."
This opinion was thrown out, like a bomb, and it exploded directly.