Plan to cut off the nine states

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After a word of disagreement, the leaders of the Xiao family walked away. The leaders of the seven tribes were a little panicked. Xu Chu saw this and asked: "With the help of the Jingzhou rebel army, our army is nearly 20,000. How many people are there on the other side?"

Exaggerating will soon become a habit. Even in the face of his own people who know the truth, Xu Chu will increase the number of people by a few thousand, but everyone does not care about it. What scares them is those "little surnames".

Wang Dian said: "There should be at least 50,000 people. We can't all arrive now."

"Why not take advantage of its unstable footing and rush over to it?"

Everyone around shook their heads, and Wang Dian said: "There are few horses, how can we charge? Besides, the 10th Battalion never strays too far away. The remaining people must be not far behind. If we charge over, wouldn't we be throwing ourselves into a trap?" ?”

Most of the rebels brought their families with them, and often retreated in fear of difficulties, unwilling to fight to the death with the enemy. They were afraid that if they were crippled or dead, their entire family would lose protection. This was true for the tenth battalion of the Xiao family, and the same for the nine battalions of the seven clans. The children of the seven clans themselves Claiming to be of noble status, one should cherish life even more.

Whoever dares to charge head-on will definitely win, but Xu Chu is facing a group of people, not one person. It is impossible to inspire fighting spirit with just a few words, so he has to find another way.

"Who is that King of Wu?" Xu Chu asked.

Everyone around was startled, and Wang Dian said: "He claims to be the grandson of Emperor Xu, but his origin is actually unknown. It is said that he was a fisherman on the riverside in the past, and was chosen by a minor surname. He dared to claim the title of king even though he didn't even know how to speak. Hey. "

Speaking of "King Wu", Wang Dian and others sneered.

"A child?"

"I'm fourteen or fifteen years old. I'm considered an adult. But I haven't had any tutoring since I was a child. I'm afraid of strangers, have a unclear speech, and don't dare to speak when I see people."

"In this case, King Wu is just a puppet, and there is someone in charge among the leaders with the minor surname."

Everyone looked at each other and Meng Senglun said: "It is because there is no one in charge that they elected an ignorant young man to be the king of Wu."

"It's ridiculous to say that these people with a small surname want to rebel, but they are also afraid that the court will have gods to protect them, and they will be punished in the end, so they find a puppet to accept the punishment from the gods on their behalf." Wang Dian vaguely understood Xu Chu's intention and continued. : "There is Jin Dao Liu who is brave and bad-tempered, there is Qian Jin Scale who is the most popular and is supported by the younger surnames, and there is also the River Crossing Dragon. He found the King of Wu, and the fishermen in the camp are more obedient to him."

Others added, naming twelve or three weird people in succession, each with its own characteristics and supporters.

Xu Chu roughly understood it and thought it was feasible. Just as he was about to speak, a soldier came running over in a panic, "I'm here to fight!"

The crowd immediately became panicked and even showed an obvious intention to flee.

Xu Chu said loudly: "Don't worry, everyone, this move must be a test, and it will stop soon!"

Everyone didn't believe it. Meng Nilun and Wang Dian shouted loudly and barely suppressed the soldiers. Xu Chu called the leaders of Jingzhou to his side. These people had just merged into the Wu army and were unfamiliar with the place. They were unfamiliar with Mr. Xu who brought them here. It's relatively trustworthy and will be there as soon as you call.

If a fight breaks out, once the seven tribes are defeated, the people of Jingzhou will surely fall into disarray. Xu Chu knows this very well and says to Meng Senglun: "Please, General Meng, please find me a stick more than three feet long. Take it." It should be done easily. If you have any colorful ribbons or gold and silver threads, decorate them at both ends."

"What's the use of it?"

"We'll talk about it later." Xu Chu didn't have time to explain.

Meng Nilun immediately went to make arrangements, and Xu Chu led more than twenty leaders in Jingzhou to the gate of the camp.

In fact, the seven Jiangdong clans have the same surname as Xiao, with many leaders and no real leader. Meng Senglun, Wang Dian, and Song Xingcao valued Xu Chu's identity more, so they were willing to come forward to receive him.

As for the camp, it is because the boats on the river are lined up and everyone has to be close to their own boats, so it looks more organized. Once they are far away from the boats, they set up camp casually.

Wang Dian said to the leaders of the seven clans: "Master Xu just said that he would surrender to Runan City. Who can do this better? You will never go wrong by following him."

The leaders whispered that Runan City had surrendered, but they were not allowed to enter, which was not very convincing.

Wang Dian said again: "All the people in the Wu Kingdom belong to the seven tribes. If we are timid now, the entire Wu Kingdom will lose face. Why should we regain our homeland and compete with other heroes in the future?"

The people of Wu were so proud of themselves, especially the children of the Seven Clans, that they could not be despised by others. After being provoked by Wang Dian, they were finally willing to follow Xu Chu.

The leader was in front, and his soldiers gathered one after another. Although they were not in a queue, they looked like a large, dark mass from a distance.

Meng Nilun squeezed through the crowd and handed over a stick, which was more than three feet long. One end was tied with a red silk strip, and the other was wrapped with two silver necklaces. Time was tight, and Meng Nilun could only do this.

Xu Chu took it in his hand, nodded his thanks, and still looked into the distance. The 10th Battalion with the surname Xiao was indeed more numerous, and they were also mainly infantry. There were only a few dozen leaders walking in front on horseback, gradually approaching.

The people on the opposite side must stop, otherwise, Xu Chu can only lead his people to turn around and ask for help from Runan City. Bao Dun surrendered not long ago, and it is unknown whether he can accept these people, and Xu Chu is even more unwilling to take this risk.

His plan was a stick in hand, not an actual melee.

They were more than three miles apart and could see each other clearly. Xu Chu could clearly feel the tension of the people behind him.

He was also nervous, but he couldn't show it. Instead, he raised his stick high in a decisive battle posture, and the Jingzhou leader beside him shouted wildly, adding to his momentum.

Shiying, whose surname is small, really stopped and was confused by the reaction of the seven tribesmen.

Xu Chu turned around and said: "I'm going to negotiate with the King of Wu. I need to convince the leader of the lower surname to be sincere and convinced. I won't bother you with swords or guns."

Everyone was shocked. First, they were shocked that Mr. Xu was so courageous. On the second day after arriving, they only met the leader with the surname Xiao once, but he actually wanted to convince him to "sincerely convince" him. Second, they were shocked that if Mr. Xu was killed, they would have no chance to enter. Take refuge in the city.

Wang Dian immediately said: "Master Xu, please don't take risks. If you want to negotiate, they will come over..."

The seven tribesmen were hesitant. Xu Chu didn't want to explain more and said, "I have to go. I just want one person to go with me and introduce me."

Wang Dian didn't dare to say anything, and the others looked left and right. The Jingzhou people couldn't bear the responsibility of introduction, so they condemned the leaders of the seven clans with their eyes.

Meng Nilun stood up and gritted his teeth and said: "I will accompany Mr. Xu for a while. Qianjin Scale owes me a favor. With him here, others will not dare to kill him."

"General Lao Meng."

Neither of them were riding horses. Xu Chu held a stick and Meng Nilun held a sword, and strode side by side towards the opposite side.

"Does Mr. Xu really have a plan?" Meng Nilun had to ask.

"Don't worry, everything is in my mind." Xu Chu did have a small plan, but he didn't know whether it would come true or not. He was just forced to do more, so it was better to think more than to do more.

Both the Shiying of the Xiao family and the Jiuying of the Seven Clans came from Jiangdong. Looking at one side, you can know the other side. Xu Chu's confidence came from this.

Meng Nilun breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr. Xu's bravery is worthy of the legacy of your family."

Xu Chu smiled. Judging from the rumors he had heard, his mother was indeed very courageous.

The tenth battalion with the surname Xiao only wanted to enter the city to rob property, and did not really want to fight against the seven tribes. Therefore, seeing that the other party refused to retreat, they had to stop. When they were confused, they saw two people approaching and comforted each other: "There are many of us. The children of the Seven Clans are timid, and so is the new Mr. Xu. Did you see that they are here to seek peace, and they won’t even have to leave their heads to Mr. Xu later?”

My surname said it was the tenth battalion, but there were more than thirty leaders, some on horseback and some on foot. At this time, they all gathered together, holding their chests and heads high, waving their weapons lightly, trying to impress the guests.

"Let me speak later. When you see King Wu, give me a signal quietly." Xu Chu warned.

Meng Nilun was right, he really didn't want to speak.

When Xu Chu came to the leaders of the lower surnames, he also held his head high, glanced around, and refused to salute.

Someone on the opposite side asked: "General Meng, what do you mean?"

Meng Nilun just smiled and refused to answer.

Xu Chu said: "Which one is the King of Wu?"

Someone immediately shouted: "Is the King of Wu something you can see?"

Xu Chu slowly raised the stick with both hands, "Does anyone recognize this thing?"

It was an ordinary stick with slight cracks on the surface, and its value lay in the red silk and necklace at both ends.

Everyone was puzzled, but seeing Xu Chu's solemn expression, they didn't dare to criticize him immediately. After a while, someone whispered: "I heard that the King of the World seems to have a magic stick..."

Xu Chu was a little tired from raising his arms. When he finally heard this sentence, he immediately continued: "Yes, the descendant of the world has a 'stick that can penetrate the sky and kill the emperor and destroy the emperor'. It was given by Maitreya Buddha himself. It has boundless power. When gods see it, they avoid it; when ghosts see it, they are worried; when people see it, they obey it."

Everyone was shocked, either believing or doubting it. Someone said: "Is this one? How did it get into your hands?"

Xu Chu put down his arm, still holding the stick, "This is not the stick of the King of Avatar, but one of the four magic sticks created by King of Avatar with the power of the Emperor-Killing Stick. Whoever matches it can give orders. If Anyone who disobeys will be punished by Maitreya Buddha. During his lifetime, his wife and children will be separated, his relatives will be betrayed, his body will suffer from hundreds of wounds and diseases, and he will cry in pain for a hundred days. There will be no peace after death, and he will fall into the eighteenth level of the underworld, where he will be subjected to mountains of swords, seas of fire, swords and axes. The pain of sawing..."

The more Xu Chu spoke, the more exaggerated he became, and the listeners all changed their minds. Although they did not fully believe it, they did not dare to question it immediately.

Meng Nilun lightly touched Xu Chu's lower back. Xu Chu turned around slightly and saw a pale young man among the leaders.

The young man who had been standing behind everyone now revealed his face. He was obviously more frightened than the others. He stared closely at the stick as if he had been severely beaten by it.

Xu Chu's hands trembled gradually, as if he couldn't control the stick in his hand. The expression on his face changed, and he said sternly: "This stick can't see false people. There must be false and untrue people among you. It's not too late to kneel down now. If A little later..."

One end of the stick came out of Xu Chu's left hand and faced everyone directly. The leaders with the younger surnames were so frightened that they all retreated.

The stick stopped and was pointed at the boy.

The young man knelt down and kowtowed, "I'm fake, I'm fake..."

Xu Chu's arms gradually stopped shaking, and then he took back the stick with great effort, "The stick is your first offense, and you sincerely plead guilty. I am not the same as you."

The young man collapsed on the ground. Xu Chu said to the leaders: "You have to choose a new king, the real King of Wu. If you do false things again, Maitreya will punish you and no one will be forgiven."