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Chapter 3092: Blaming the blame in batches

"It's not your problem." Rahul said soothingly. Looking at the body split in two on the ground, his eyes turned cold. This is because someone wants to dig a hole for himself. He did it again and again. Say no.

What you say is not important. What is important is whether anyone sees the Brahmin contacting you.

There must be, Rahul can guarantee that it would be strange if Vesudeva I did not arrange any talents.

Unless the emperor is a violent and powerful emperor, he can't avoid learning the art of emperors. Others inevitably need to be exposed. Rahul has been suppressed again and again by the Brahmin. He is no longer the political idiot he was before. The Brahmin

This is sowing discord!

Khusroi left in confusion, while Rahul looked thoughtful. The Brahmin came into contact with him again and again, but he was killed by him. This scene must have happened to Vesuthiva I.

In his eyes, the loyalty that should be revealed was also revealed. The next thing to do was to wait for Vesudeva I's reaction, hoping that the other party would not disappoint him.

Rahul has always felt that he lacks a person who truly trusts him and a force that allows him to unleash all his potential. In Rahul's opinion, Vesudeva I is close to the monarch he wants, but he just doesn't know this.

Is the seed a disguise, or...

Another one came the next day and killed him on the spot without saying anything. However, he came back on the fourth day with a completely determined attitude that he would not give up until the news was delivered.

"General, why don't you come and see me? I have already killed you eight times. I think if you don't see this situation, it will be endless. Brahmins don't care about these human lives." Durga persuaded in a rare way.

, this behavior is really too anti-human.

After Rahul was silent for a while, he nodded and killed eight people in a row. Rahul could also feel the opponent's aura of never giving up. What's more, even a show of loyalty should be enough. If he met him,

It's not a big problem. After all, you are in your own military camp, so there is no problem in blocking the news.

The day after Rahul decided to meet the other party, the person who delivered the message appeared again, no different from before, he was still mute. This time Rahul blocked the delivery of the message, and then let the mute enter the center.

Camp, surrounded by his cronies, who can guarantee that the news will never be leaked, and then Rahul got the news that made his scalp numb.

"Arvind is dead?" Rahul groaned. This news really calmed Rahul. In an instant, Rahul knew that he was in a political whirlpool.

Looking at what the mute continued to write on the paper, Rahul frowned and shook the entire piece of papyrus into powder, but he kept those words in his heart.

A person with considerable political acumen like Durga clearly knew that the domestic situation was unbalanced at this time. Vesudeva I dared to indulge Rahul like this before. On the one hand, it was because Rahul was indeed very loyal in the last battle.

, and indeed he was wronged, but the more important aspect is the other aspect, that is, the royal family has enough power to check and balance Rahul.

Regardless of whether Arvind is in the country or not, as long as he is alive, as long as he is still a member of the Dayue clan, then a decree from the current king can bring him back. The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, Durga can also be

Those who have experienced the Civil War will naturally know who is extremely powerful.

Durga thought a lot in that moment, but her mind was like a mess, and she couldn't figure out a reason at all, so she could only look at Rahul with a surprised expression.

"Keep going." Rahul said calmly, "Just pretend you don't know anything. Unless Your Majesty calls us back, our mission is to repel the invading enemies of the Han Dynasty."

[Is Arvind dead? Oh, it’s boring to die like this.] Rahul felt a little sarcastic in his heart, but he couldn’t help but feel sad. Inexplicably, he already understood the consequences that he would encounter in the future.

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After hearing this, Vikas and others all nodded and retreated. Only Durga hesitated and stayed, looking at Rahul without saying anything.

"General, should we..." Durga is a smart person, otherwise he would not have let Rahul train him as his right-hand man. Compared with other generals, Durga analyzed it in a very short period of time.

situation, he gave Rahul some hesitant advice.

"No." Rahul said extremely calmly. The almost silent calm made Durga shiver a little. This performance meant that Rahul had made up his mind and would never look back.

"But in this case, you will be very passive next." Durga reluctantly said a few words of admonishment, but was interrupted by Rahul's eyes looking back.

"At this time, how can I bow to a Brahmin?" Rahul said freely and casually, as if he had figured something out, "Life is only a few decades, and I wasted so long before, and I can't look back.

I have entered my twilight years, and I am taking advantage of this last moment to indulge myself one last time, so as not to waste the time that God Brahma allowed me to come to this world."

Durga bowed and bowed and retreated. He knew that Rahul had already made the final decision and it was meaningless to say anything else. But for some reason, deep down in his heart, when Rahul made the idea of ​​not compromising, he

I felt a sense of joy in my heart, maybe it was the oppression of the Brahmins, maybe it was the blessing for Rahul, but in the end Durga could not say anything to persuade her.

After Durga left, Rahul waved to the weapon, and the sword fell into his hand. He stretched out his hand to grab the hilt, and Rahul's gray hair was reflected in the brilliant light.

"Forget it, be it jealous or fearful, I don't want to look back, and I don't want to pursue anyone who saw those words. I will save this country if I can, but forget it if I can't. I, Rahul, will live this life.

, at least this time I will have fun!" Rahul's eyes burst into frightening light, and the original dejection on his body disappeared.

After a big victory, given the current situation, death is certain!

A huge defeat, and given the current situation, I'm afraid it will be put in cold storage!

There may be a glimmer of hope if there is no win or no defeat, or else just as the piece of paper says, vote for the Han Dynasty. However, Rahul doesn't want to do this kind of thing at all, not because of the love from his heart.

This country is boring.

So what if you surrender to the Han Dynasty, can you still control the army and conquer the world? Since you can't, what's the use of accumulating this body, just fight, it doesn't matter whether it's a god or a test, it doesn't matter, what will happen to the political whirlpool that follows,

It all depends on Vesudeva I's choice. At least in this battle, Rahul is prepared to fight until he is satisfied.

In the city of Madara, after Sima Zhang was sure that Rahul had received the news, he wiped out all the remaining intelligence personnel who knew the news. Since they were not trained by him anyway, it didn't hurt at all to kill them.

Sima Zhang knows very well what kind of mentality Rahul will have, especially the last sentence, which is more like a nail. There is indeed no possibility of success now, but in the future, if Rahul wins, he will succeed.

Damn it, if you lose this move, it's not a loss, it's just a matter of a few heads, not to mention, Rahul didn't do it flawlessly.

[Just ask someone to send the message to Peshawar, and then leave it without sending it. Some things still need to be brewed. Let’s watch this battle, lose or win, we will definitely not lose in the end.] Sima Zhang sneered.

He said, "The situation in Kushan is so unbalanced!"

Just when Sima Zhang was thinking about burying the hole, Chen Zhong sent a message, which was information about the rebellion in the north. It was obviously implied that Sima Zhang would hand it over.

In fact, Chen Zhong knew very well that it was completely useless to send this information to Sima Zhang, because Sima Zhang was a southern Brahmin and was obviously suspected of infighting and biting. The result of sending this information would inevitably be that it was left unpublished.

Even if Vesudeva I saw it, he wouldn't pay too much attention to it, but to bring down certain people, he had to rely on these means accumulated bit by bit, and to cut down Vesudeva with Zhu Helai as the core

A lifelong confidant can only rely on such methods to bury a trap.

Because now whether Chen Zhong, Xun Qi, or Sima Zhang have noticed some details, that is, it is completely impossible to overthrow Zhu Helai with those previous gadgets.

It really cannot be solved by other people. Only Vesudeva I can solve the problem personally.

However, for the hidden dangers that have accumulated now, Vesudeva I could only scold him a few times, so it will take some time to dig out the foundation of the Kushan Empire.

"Send it, keep sending it. I will follow this and start making details. The Zoroastrian sect will not be spared. Everyone has a share. Everyone is indispensable. Let's start!" After receiving the news, Sima Zhang did not hesitate to think that making

False news.

Anyway, it will definitely be ignored by then. It is better to create more false information and give every faction in Beigui a shit basin. When Vesudev I has a crisis of confidence and has to verify, these will be

Those who hold the shit basin will inevitably be affected.

To put it bluntly, Vesutiva I could still remain calm at that time and did not aggravate the problem. Sima Zhang didn't believe that the other party would still have a knot in his heart by then?

So that day, Sima Zhang worked overtime and started to fabricate these false information. Relying on the recent analysis of the major factions in Kushan and Sima's imagination with a full-level housekeeping ability, Sima Zhang only spent one night to compile this information.

Things are made up with noses and eyes.

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's right. At least there's nothing serious wrong with it. Everyone has it. If you expose this thing later, you can win over some Brahmin conservatives. Speaking of which, it feels really good to be a mad dog. It can bite anyone, even if it's...

He is much stronger than me, and he won't go out of his way to provoke me." Sima Zhang said to himself with some pride, the era of mass scapegoating has come.


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