Chapter 134 Scheming

Wei Yuan took Bai Ze back to the house.

When he returned, he found A-Liang using a soft white cloth to wipe the sword. The sword was not a famous one. In Wei Yuan's eyes, it was almost no different from a strip of iron. However, it was the weapon that Marquis Huaiyin, Han Xin, had always carried.

The young strategist stroked the sword and said, "Back then, Marquis Huaiyin was young and without achievement, yet he still carried this sword. However, this sword was never drawn, even when he suffered the humiliation of crawling between someone's legs. Do you know why?"

Wei Yuan said, "Is it forbearance?"

"Forbearance?"

A-Liang laughed and said, "Chivalry was all the rage during the Qin and Han dynasties. What was there to endure?"

"Marquis Huaiyin was so down on his luck that he couldn't even afford to eat, yet he still carried this broken sword because as long as this sword was not drawn, he could tell himself that he was a sword-carrying knight, reminding himself that he still had great ambitions and a bottom line, and that he needed to look forward to the future."

"And if he drew his sword and killed someone, or even lost his sword, then what difference would there be between him and those bums? It's hard to turn back once a person takes the wrong step. This sword was what Marquis Huaiyin used to deceive himself, to get through the hardest years step by step."

"It's also his inner rebelliousness and ambition. As long as this sword is not lost, he will never give up."

The young strategist flicked his wrist and threw the sword to Wei Yuan, saying, "A-Yuan, take it for now."

Wei Yuan put away the sword, which felt too light for him. He thought of the heroic but naive unparalleled strategist, and then said, "A-Liang, are you being a little too..."

"A little too much?"

The young man shook his head and sighed, "But I didn't do anything to him."

"I'm just satisfying his needs. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Wei Yuan was momentarily speechless.

A-Liang said calmly, "Or rather, this isn't his request at all."

"What Bai Ze subconsciously hopes for is that he can always avoid helping, and that you and I still need to beg him and coax him to help, to make him realize that he is important, that he is needed. This is his true need hidden beneath his unwillingness to contribute – a sense of security in being needed."

"And he wants to get this kind of spiritual satisfaction, but he's unwilling to put in the effort."

"He wants to gain without labor and still expects to be needed."

"I wonder who spoiled him into this."

The white-clad strategist couldn't help but complain, "What a sucker."

"Come on, even Sima Zhongda, that idiot, could take advantage of this sucker, okay?"

In a lucid dream, Xuan Yuan, who was playing cards, sneezed loudly.

Then he slapped down a few cards, "Four twos!"

Triumphantly.

And in the Zhenyao Museum, A-Liang gently shook his feather fan and shook his head, "No matter who spoiled him, I won't indulge him."

As the only polymath among the Ten Philosophers, and the only fanatic who died from overwork.

You want to slack off and still get paid, and not only get paid, but also get higher spiritual respect.

Dream on!

"Therefore, I give him what he needs. I give him whatever he wants, but I never indulge him, and I never beg him. And when he loses the sense of security and being needed that he seeks, he will turn around and look for that feeling. So, what truly controls him is himself."

"If he really had a personality that only sought freedom and ease, this strategy wouldn't work."

The young strategist gently shook his feather fan and sighed, "Therefore, the saying 'Freedom comes from having no desires' is very true."

"Without desires, you can't be targeted."

"Even Jiang Taigong chose to kill those who could not be enticed by fame or persuaded by profit... Hmm, A-Yuan, what's wrong?" The white-clad strategist saw the strange look in the museum curator's eyes, smiled freely, and said, "However, it's not entirely accurate to say that I won't indulge such a guy."

The young man said with a playful tone:

"If you become useless, A-Yuan, I'd still be happy to take care of you."

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched.

He punched the young strategist heavily on the forehead.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Curator Wei blew on the fist wind on his fist and said:

"No need."

He looked at the sword in his hand, and the battle flag of Fenglang Juxu, his tone sinking down, and said: "However, Marquis Champion, and Marquis Huaiyin, these two can be regarded as huge assistance."

"It is a great help, but don't have too much hope."

A-Liang rubbed his hair, his tone was flat, and he shook his head:

"Let's not talk about Marquis Huaiyin, Marquis Champion's weakness is too obvious. He is good at long-distance raids, but now, the heavenly secrets of the gods are enough to make him nowhere to hide. He needs to be equipped with enough anti-heavenly secret monks, and treasures to suppress the aura to hide his breath."

"In other words, the configuration needs to be upgraded."

"The times have changed too much, so I have to give them both a little bit of general knowledge in advance."

"In addition, there is strength..."

The young strategist's expression became serious.

"Just to give you an example, A-Yuan, are you stronger now, or is Chu Bawang stronger?"

Wei Yuan thought for a while and said, "I am stronger than him now."

The young strategist said: "Yes, then, how many moves does it take for Chu Bawang to kill Marquis Champion?"

"If the God of Supporting Heaven confronts Chu Bawang head-on with all his strength, how long can Chu Bawang last?"

"How long will it take for the God of Supporting Heaven to break through the battle formation and kill Marquis Champion?"

Wei Yuan opened his mouth.

A-Liang said in a calm tone: "In official history, neither Marquis Champion nor Marquis Huaiyin are famous generals who are praised for their personal bravery. In other words, the gods can easily complete beheading tactics against them. And the concept of mythology is too outrageous..."

"The god who assassinated A-Yuan before can easily complete beheading tactics against both Marquis Huaiyin and Marquis Champion. The concept of mythology, the concept of mythology..."

"The art of war formation needs to go a step further."

At this time, the young man's face showed a look of egg pain, what the hell are these things, what kind of ghosts are we going to fight, you called me out for this: "Three gods of supporting heaven as big as the human world, rolling on the ground can destroy hundreds of thousands of troops, right?"

"Forget it, never mind..."

"Anyway, if we pull out Marquis Huaiyin, although he is a master of military strategy, he is also full of military skills. With his brain, he should be able to find a way to deal with such mythological legends. At worst, we can add a few more idioms to the Chinese textbook, something like 'fight with one's back to the river' is not the first time."

A-Liang had a headache.

Wei Yuan also had a headache.

Indeed, not to mention anything else, as the Wei Yuan of the Qin Dynasty who screwed over the Overlord, he had also dealt with Han Xin. Even screwing over the Overlord was a strategy formulated because Marquis Huaiyin knew his character too well.

The Overlord of that era could beat Wei Yuan of the Qin Dynasty on the ground.

Wei Yuan of that era could rub Marquis Huaiyin and Zhang Liang on the ground with one hand.

A-Liang said in a calm tone: "So, we can't choose to let them out to run wild alone."

"Let's not talk about Marquis Huaiyin first."

"Marquis Champion belongs to the top hands-off shopkeeper in ancient China."

"If you throw him into the Great Wilderness, you won't be able to find him the next day. General Wei Da can't stop him."/

"There must be top Taoist existences who are good at suppressing the secrets of heaven and have extremely fast escape speeds to follow, and there must be military formations with sufficient martial power to merge with him to prevent the god from directly beheading him."

"Then you can throw him out."

The white-clothed strategist said: "The combat styles of the warriors and the mythological concepts of the gods restrain each other. Masters of military strategy cannot fight masters of military formations, and masters of military formations cannot compete with masters of military formations in large-scale battles. I am wondering if the masters of military strategy can assist the masters of military formations, so that these reckless men, no, I mean, fierce generals."

The young man had a face as if nothing had happened, and said:

"Let the fighting ability of fierce generals climb to another level."

"And, if there are extraordinary creatures among the members of the army, will the effect of the military formation be stronger?"

"All of these need to be tried."

A-Liang frowned and pondered.

Wei Yuan sighed:

"It's still not strong enough, otherwise, I would rush to Kunlun and chop off Kai Ming."

A-Liang complained: "Chop off Kai Ming? The problem is you can't kill him."

"I asked Bai Ze, Kai Ming is also one of the top ten in the Age of Gods, on par with Nuwa. Can you kill Nuwa?"

"The reason why Kai Ming didn't chop up the human world is because Gonggong and Zhujiu Yin are in charge, okay? A-Yuan, you can't even beat the God of Supporting Heaven in a one-on-one fight. The Kai Ming beast can probably kill the God of Supporting Heaven. When you can single-handedly kill the Zhujiu Yin in the Nine Nether, you can go to Kunlun."

"That's Zhujiu Yin, unless you move the Nine Nether over, it's impossible to be Kai Ming's opponent."

"Because this guy refuses to come down from that mountain at all."

"Moreover, with the hatred between the Great Wilderness and the human world, do you believe that when you go to attack the Kai Ming beast, you will encounter the joint efforts of Dijun, Kai Ming, and Guixu to kill you? Even Zhujiu Yin, wanting to overturn this table, only has a dead end."

The young strategist frowned: "They may be hostile to each other."

"But I'm afraid they don't want the human world to rise again."

"Now they are using the human world as a battlefield, so, I am wondering if we can push the battlefield back, at least not fight here, otherwise we will probably win miserably, and the foundation of the human race will be shattered. However, Zhujiu Yin, his views are indeed the same as mine."

"What?"

The white-clothed strategist thought for a while and said:

"The Lord of Wu'an, who is good at guerrilla warfare and annihilation."

"Zhang Wenyuan, who broke a hundred thousand with eight hundred."

"Yun Chang, the only one in official history who killed the head of a general in the midst of an army and shocked China."

"Marquis Huaiyin, who is the best, the unparalleled in the country."

"Marquis Champion, who is good at maneuverability and long-distance attacks."

"And the Overlord of Western Chu, who is a one-man army and no one can stop him."

"None of them are famous generals who are good at defense. Haven't you noticed, A-Yuan..." A-Liang said in a calm tone: "When the Qin army of Wu'an entered the Chu territory, they fought to the death and survived. Zhang Wenyuan led eight hundred brave men out of the city. Yun Chang took the head of a general from the midst of an army. Han Xin fought with his back to the river. Xiang Yu broke the cauldron and sank the boat."

"Every single one of them."

"All of them were once military spears that were placed in a desperate situation and then survived."

"Now, is the opportunity to put ourselves in a desperate situation and then survive."

Wei Yuan reacted: "Are you planning to let them go to the Great Wilderness?"

"Eating one clock of the enemy is equivalent to twenty clocks of our own; a stone of the enemy's supplies is equivalent to twenty stones of our own. There is no more dangerous and no more likely to win strategy than this..." A-Liang said calmly: "I will personally prepare the formation, and I will also complete the negotiation with the two of them."

"A-Yuan, within half a month, let Bai Ze draw out all the terrain maps of the Great Wilderness."

"Marquis Champion's wolf flag, Marquis Huaiyin's military edge."

"I want them to step onto the battlefield within half a month."

"The Great Wilderness..."

A-Liang's eyes were deep.

He thought of the first battle after leaving the mountain.

"This is a battle to conquer the heavens with five thousand years of Yanhuang..."

Wei Yuan nodded, and suddenly remembered something, and said: "By the way, you said that you want to equip Marquis Champion with Taoist monks who can reverse the secrets of heaven and treasures that can suppress the number of qi, then what about Marquis Huaiyin? His weakness is too obvious..."

The white-clothed strategist put the feather fan behind him, and said in a flat tone: "Is there any need to ask?"

"There is only one answer to all the weaknesses of Marquis Huaiyin."

The young man hooked his mouth and said, "Western Chu, Overlord."

"Their strategic styles are completely complementary!"

"In the world, there will not be a stronger army than the alliance of the Military Immortal and the Overlord. Even if there are their gods in the Great Wilderness, I will not doubt this. Military skills and military yin and yang belong to things that the military family will practice, one is equipment and training, and the other is the weather and climate, these two will be handled by me for the time being."

"The alliance of the Military Immortal and the Overlord represents the absolute peak of military strategy and military formation."

"As for personality issues..."

"A-Yuan, you go to prepare, I will handle everything."

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Wei Yuan opened his mouth.

The young man in front of him pointed out a bright future for him, patted him on the shoulder and told him that it's okay, you go and play, I'll handle the troublesome things, and for some reason, after Zhuge Wuhou said that he would handle everything, Wei Yuan suddenly felt a sense of security.

The museum body understood the happiness of Liu Shan.

The Prime Minister can handle everything.

Leave everything to the Prime Minister.

What the Prime Minister can solve will be handled better than anyone expected.

What the Prime Minister can't solve belongs to the kind of thing that even the Liu family and his son can't handle.

A small earthquake does not need to run, a big earthquake cannot run.

I know how Liu Xuande's strategy was ruined by you, A-Liang.

You are simply a waste-making machine for the lord.

Speaking of which, have you always been in the habit of raising the lord as a waste? Now even I am like this? Wei Yuan was speechless, thought for a while, and still sent a message to Nujiao of Qingqiu Kingdom, reminding her of the dark son from Qingqiu.

He himself went out for a walk, Bai Ze seriously took office.

A-Liang is studying the formation.

Wei Yuan found that he could not do anything except cooking.

At this time, Wei Yuan suddenly noticed a familiar feeling, mixed with moisture and the power of divinity, and, there were many of them. Wei Yuan suddenly raised his head and saw that the old street outside the museum was rendered by water vapor, and the world was in a dim color, even the sunlight was refracted, and water gods appeared one after another.

Not belonging to Kunlun.

Not the water gods of Kunlun...

Gonggong?!

What is he going to do?!

Wei Yuan's pupils shrank, raised his hand, and the Chang'an sword fell into his hand.

ps: Today's second update...