With Ding Zhong's foreshadowing.

Although Wu Nian was stabbed when they first met, he was not very angry. However, there is one thing that must be paid attention to.

The person who subdues the tiger must be more powerful than the tiger.

Feng Chong is a tiger, an aloof tiger.

We can surrender, but I'm afraid we can't be brothers.

"Feng Zhuangshi is right. I, Wu Nian, am indeed an ordinary person. But I am more than a hundred times better than you, Zhuangshi."

"Who would change the name of his secluded place to [Pingyang] and then still not change his bad temper even though he knew he was in Pingyang?"

"This kind of people are called face-saving people."

Wu Nian laughed and said.

Feng Chong was furious. He stood up suddenly and glared at Wu Nian. But he couldn't find a reason to refute.

Really good at judging people.

He was obviously brave enough that no one would deserve it. He started out as a flag officer, but he served as a flag officer for ten years. In anger, he fled to the mountains of Liaodong to live in seclusion.

It’s all like this.

Why am I still arrogant?

"Everyone, go down." Feng Chong turned his head and said to the square-faced man and others.

"Yes." The square-faced man glanced at Wu Nian a little worriedly. This General Wu didn't look easy to mess with, but he still responded obediently, turned around and left.

"You guys can go down too." Wu Nian nodded towards Ding Chong and the soldiers.

"Yes." Everyone responded and turned around. However, the soldiers stopped in the distance and looked at the pavilion.

As long as something happens in the pavilion, they can rush forward together and chop Feng Chong into pieces.

"Feng Chong." Feng Chong sat down cross-legged again and hugged Wu Nian stiffly.

"Wu Nian." Wu Nian also imitated his opponent and sat down cross-legged, clasping his fists.

"It's that guy Ding Zhong who told you I'm here, right? He goes to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. And you are recruiting troops to expand your combat power. Do you want to recruit me as a general?"

Feng Chong said quickly.

"Isn't this an obvious thing? My troops are rapidly expanding and are enemies of the Meng Yuan people. And although the captains under my command are all brave and good at fighting, currently none of them is the opponent of the Meng Yuan households."

"I need someone like you."

Wu Nian also said straightforwardly.

After a pause, he looked up at Feng Chong and said, "As for you, I am the one who can rescue you from Pingyang. We are a win-win together."

"Are you so sure that I have the strength to match the strength of General Wanhu of the Meng Yuan Dynasty? Just based on a few words from Ding Zhong? You are too hasty. I doubt that if I follow you, I will die on the battlefield one day." Feng

After acting normal for a moment, he couldn't help but show his true colors and said sarcastically.

"My intuition tells me that you, the tiger of Pingyang, are indeed brave enough to be worthy of all men. Besides, I plan to find a cavalry general who can command the heavy armored cavalry. The current scale is not large, with only six hundred households.

Military strength. Ding Chong is one of the hundreds of households. If you don't have the ability, you won't be able to conquer the hundreds of households."

Wu Nian said with a smile.

Intuition is one thing, practice is another.

If Feng Chong doesn't have the ability, just kick him away.

We are not brothers, but more like a boss and an employee. Why should the boss keep an incompetent employee?

"Ding Zhong is no more than a clown, not worth mentioning." Feng Chong sneered, dismissing the old acquaintance. Then he showed interest, put his hands on his thighs, and looked directly at Wu Nian.

, asked:

"Six hundred households of heavy armored cavalry? Where did you get so many war horses?"

"Of course the war horses were snatched from the Mongolian people. And they were all equipped with heavy armor. There were dedicated people to serve the war horses. How about it? Not bad, right?"

Wu Nian's eyes showed a smile and his tone was seductive.

A ferocious tiger that fell in Pingyang. A man with bravery that no man can match, but he has served as the general banner for ten years. It should be difficult to refuse a heavy armored cavalry of six hundred households, right?

"You're a lucky guy." Feng Chong was envious in his heart, but his words were completely changed and full of sourness.

Rumor has it that this guy was just a small flag officer before the Mongols invaded Liaodong. He took advantage of this gust of wind and turned into a Liaodong tiger.

What luck.

However, sourness turns to sourness, and envy turns to envy. But Feng Chong can also clearly realize that this is Wu Nian's path, not his own.

If he had been placed in Wu Nian's position, he would have been defeated long ago.

He is a spear, an extremely sharp spear. He is good at urging the spear to break the formation, rather than uniting forces to fight against the Mongolian people.

Pride returns to arrogance.

But people cannot blindly break away from reality and fantasize about things they cannot do.

"That's true. But the path you take may not be my path." Feng Chong put away his thoughts and shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Wu Nian frowned and looked at Feng Chong confused.

"What you want is to fight against the Mongolians, expel the Tartars, and recover Liaodong. So let me ask you, what happens after Liaodong is recovered? Do you have the ambition to be king?"

Feng Chong slowly stood up, looked at Wu Nian condescendingly, and asked in a deep voice. Then he said to himself: "I have been the general bannerman for ten years in the capital of Chu, and I look at those mediocre people who are nothing.

, stood on my head and yelled five or six. I had been holding my breath for ten years. So I left Chudu and came to Liaodong to live in seclusion."

"I swear. Either I will die in obscurity, or one day I will capture Chudu with my troops. I will walk around in brocade clothes every day. When I return to Chudu, I will show those idiots a good look at me."

"Let everyone in the world know what I, Feng Chong, am capable of."

"Bring down that Taoist emperor."

"Let me ask you. Do you have the ambition to become king and establish hegemony?"

"If there is, I will be willing to treat you as my lord, fighting against mountains of swords and seas of blood, and never frowning."

This is a tiger, a tiger that is extremely angry.

He longs to show his power to the world and tear into pieces one by one the idiots who once made fun of him and stood over him.

He wanted to break the order of the Chu State, travel in royal robes day after day, and return to the capital of Chu in splendor.

Wu Nian raised his head and looked at Feng Chong, who was as oppressive as a mountain. A slight smile appeared on his face.

If it happens before then, he can't guarantee it.

But those operations of Chu State made him realize something.

When a man is angry, he dares to pull the emperor down.

He is also such a person.

fate.

I can only say that this is fate.

Two beasts that need each other's strength meet here. So why not cooperate with each other and fight for a bright future with the help of the steel knife in their hands?

Meng Yuan people, Chu people, Goguryeo people, even the King of Heaven, Lao Tzu.

Anyone who dares to take advantage of me, Wu Nian, will have to pay the price with blood.

"Princes, generals, and prime ministers, would you rather have your own kind?" Wu Nian stood up slowly, looked straight at Feng Chong, and asked categorically.

"Hahahahaha!!!!!!!!!"

Feng Chong laughed, his laughter full of pleasure and pride.

"My lord, pay homage to my lord!"
Chapter completed!