"Sister-in-law Wang! These guys are too inexperienced!"
Zhao Weirui looked unhappy. She originally thought that Dai Qisi would let her go out and kill her, but she didn't expect that the enemy would just leave like that.
Dai Qisi rubbed Zhao Weirui's little head.
"According to your brother Wang's wishes, we will not fight a large-scale war next, but we will fight against the Maurya Dynasty here to see how much power they have in the country can compete with us here."
Upon hearing that it was Zhao Rui's intention, Zhao Weirui didn't say anything more, just pouted and walked off the platform angrily.
In the Mauryan Dynasty's camp, King Asoka stood there, the anger on his face reaching the extreme.
"What on earth is going on? In just seven days, they actually built such a powerful barrier between these mountains, and none of you even noticed."
The civil servants and generals present all had their heads drooped, not even daring to express their anger.
At this moment, a tall old man strode into the tent, wearing a noble jade pendant of the Mauryan Dynasty around his waist.
"I'm afraid they have built a barrier, three in total, that completely connect the surrounding mountains and rivers. If we want to break through, it will be impossible."
The majestic voice made everyone present lower their heads even lower. Some people even had weak legs and fell directly to the ground, trembling all over.
When Ashoka saw this man, he also became respectful and hurriedly took two steps forward.
"Uncle Sanhuang, why are you here?"
Blue River King snorted lightly, pulled a chair from the side and sat down.
"If I don't come over here, these guys will drag you into the abyss."
It stands to reason that no matter how powerful a vassal king is, he would not dare to shout in front of the king of a country, but King Blue River didn't seem to care about this at all, and his behavior was extremely casual, as if he didn't take King Asoka seriously.
But King Asoka did not say anything, but respectfully delivered a cup of tea to King Blue River.
"Uncle Huang is right. These guys are just a bunch of losers. They don't know what they are doing these days. They can't even find out the enemy's movements."
King Blue River took the tea cup and sighed, his eyes gradually softened, looking at Ashoka like a father.
"You kid, you've already sat on the throne, and you still want me to worry about you!"
"I am already old and can't stay with you for long. Before I die, I want to see you secure the throne of the Maurya Dynasty!"
After sighing a few times, the Blue River King drank all the tea in his hand.
"This time, I have brought an armored army with me. I think they should be able to break through the merchant army's barriers."
King Ashoka suddenly became excited. The Iron Armored Legion was one of the most elite armies of the Mauryan Dynasty, but this army had always been in the hands of King Blue River.
"If this is the case, then the Maurya Dynasty will definitely win this war!"
King Blue River nodded, took out an extremely large map from his body, and spread it on the ground.
"When I came over, I found a map. Although it was rough, the land was clearly drawn on it. Look, how vast the land is. If I can destroy the Great Shang, I, the Peacock, will
The strength of the dynasty will be unprecedented!"
When Ashoka saw the map, his breathing suddenly became rapid. He did not expect that Lan and Wang would find such a detailed map.
In the past, he had imagined what kind of country there was north of the Nanjiang River. Now it seemed that this country was vaster, richer and more powerful than he imagined.