Dressed as the cannon fodder who died prematurely, I will marry the villain in anger

The news of Song Mo's death was sent out by Li Jieying as quickly as possible. Not long after, the secret letter reached Lu Songli's hands.

"Song Mo passed away?" In fact, Lu Songli was not surprised by the news in the secret letter.

"The Emperor of Dali passed away, but why was the news kept secret?"

"It's probably about the Tri-State Free Trade Zone." After all, the finals over there are coming to an end.

The funeral bell was not even rung. Lu Songli admired Song Mo for this. This must be the instructions given by the late emperor Song Mo before he left. Otherwise, Xie Zhan and the Empress Dowager Ye Xian would not dare to do this.

As the king of a country, Song Mo was embarrassed to suffer such an injustice. For an emperor to not care about his reputation after his death was just lying down and letting it go.

For the sake of his country and his descendants, he endured all such grievances and finally behaved a little like the previous emperor.

"We are doing everything according to the plan."... When the polo match entered the second half, all military deployments in Pingzhou had been completed.

October was the finals period, and the war was about to break out. At this time, the Tri-State Free Trade Zone was filled with a sense of impending storm, calm on the surface, but turbulent undercurrents inside.

The finals were about to begin, and Wang Yun's face looked unhappy. To this day, whether they were willing to admit it or not, the fact was that their plans were just to help others.

No money was earned, all the money was earned by Qingzhou District. Now, each of the three parties has a polo team entering the finals, and everyone will gather their strongest players to the team entering the finals.

This is beyond doubt. At the beginning, they were full of confidence, thinking that they could control Pingzhou and all the civilians by influencing the results of the game.

Unfortunately, after two months of competition, the situation was very different from what they had expected. Except for the matches against Dali and Xianbei, which were under their control, they could not accurately control the score in the match against Pingzhou, or they could not control the score at all!

At this moment, Wang Yun realized that they had lost control of the entire competition. In other words, it was no longer up to them to decide who would win the final or which side would win the championship.

The prize money is another matter. The champion took 70%, so both sides lost a little more than half. The most important thing is who will win the three states. The winner takes all!

"No, we can't let the game go to the end!" Wang Yun was really scared at this time. Tuoba Jin: "What are you talking about?" Wang Yun repeated what he just said, and also expressed his worries.

To put it bluntly, he couldn't afford to lose. Tuoba Jin jumped up when he heard this.

"Why? I don't agree!" He refused to do it. He felt that the Xianbei still had a great chance of winning. This greedy fool!

Wang Yun cursed secretly,

"What if, what if your Xianbei team also loses to Pingzhou? Wouldn't that give Pingzhou a chance to justify its defeat?" Tuoba Jin still refused to agree, he didn't care!

Even if they really lost, Shengle was in the center of the grassland, what could Pingzhou do to them? Tuoba Jin knew that Dali and Xianbei were actually secretly guarding against Pingzhou.

"Don't be afraid. You are not fighting alone. We have a chance of winning, and the chance is very high." Tuoba Jin advised Wang Yun.

"Our two teams can fight freely among themselves without wasting time. When you face Pingzhou, focus on depleting their physical strength. If they lose, we will win back later."

"Sir Wang, are you afraid that we can't defeat them in a round-robin battle? Then your Dali polo team is too useless, isn't it?" Tuoba Jin's statement convinced Wang Yun.

Although he still couldn't cheer up, he seemed less worried. Seeing Wang Yun finally come to his senses, Tuoba Jin couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this Han Chinese is really hard to deal with.

Fortunately, he had Cao Huating by his side. If he hadn't been there, he would have been unable to resist arguing with Wang Yun.

They also prepared some secret moves. Wang Yun and Tuoba Jin Gang finished their discussion, while Lü Desheng and Zhang Xian came over.

Zhang Xian was very respectful to Lv Desheng. Not to mention Lv Desheng's identity, although Zhang Xian was now the chief officer of Qingzhou District in the Sanzhou Free Trade Zone, he was still Lv Desheng's unnamed apprentice.

Shouldn't a disciple be respectful to his master?

"Oh, they are all here." Wang Yun and Tuoba Jin looked at each other. What was Lü Desheng doing here? Tuoba Lian, who was rushed by Tuoba Khan to assist his second brother, also had a bad feeling when he saw Lü Desheng.

When passing Tuoba Lian, Lu Desheng paused.

"Hey, Xiao Lianzi, you're here too?" Tuoba Lian frowned. Who was he calling Xiao Lianzi? Then he turned his face away.

Lu Desheng: Oh, you're pretending you don't know him? Okay.

"Lord Lu, Lord Zhang, why did you come here together?" Wang Yun asked. He didn't want the secret alliance between Dali and Xianbei to be shaken because of Lu Desheng's attitude.

Lü Desheng glanced at him, and he slightly alienated him. Is this unbearable? Lü Desheng and Zhang Xian ignored Wang Yun's question. Zhang Xian stepped forward, pulled out the chair, and invited Lü Desheng to sit.

After Lu Desheng sat down, he said,

"Isn't it the finals? I think it's better to say some things in advance." Zhang Xian agreed.

"Yes, before the game, the three of us must agree on three rules. Otherwise, there will be no competition at all." Hearing this, Wang Yun, Tuoba Jin and others were puzzled. Is Pingzhou afraid?

"How do you want to set the rules?" Tuoba Jin asked impatiently.

"The first point is also the only point. During the final, the game cannot be stopped unless knives rain from the sky. Whichever side calls a stop is equivalent to admitting defeat. The city and prize money at stake will be handed over." As soon as these words came out, Wang Yun's pupils shrank. Lu Desheng's words meant to cut off their retreat.

This further confirmed his previous worries. The worries that Tuoba Jin had just managed to repel came back to his mind.

Wang Yun's face looked very unhappy. He sneered,

"Lord Lu made such a decision because he thought Pingzhou would win?" Lu Desheng retorted.

"Lord Wang, you don't have to test us with words. We don't care whether we win or lose, but we Pingzhou people do things from beginning to end, do you understand?" Wang Yun said he didn't understand!

"This request is very simple. I don't think it is excessive for us in Pingzhou to make such a request. Why are you hesitating?" Lu Desheng asked leisurely.

Anyway, they have to agree to this condition no matter what. Of course, it would be fine if they agree, but if they don’t, we will just rob Pingzhou!

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. From the moment a large stake was placed on hosting a large-scale polo match, it was destined that this match must have a result.

At this point, how could they retreat when the situation was not good? Pingzhou had spent so much manpower, material resources and financial resources to participate in the competition, not to make fun of others.

"Of course we Xianbei have no problem." Tuoba Jin said proudly. Lü Desheng and Zhang Xian exchanged glances. Tuoba Jin's thoughts were too easy to guess. He thought it was a gamble that didn't require any money, so he gambled big.

But he didn't know his daughter, the governor, well, he'd die miserably. Wang Yun gritted his teeth and said,

"We in Dali naturally have no problem either."

"That's great. Since everyone has reached a consensus, let's sign the agreement." Another agreement to sign!

Why does Pingzhou always like to do this? Tuoba Jin signed his name indifferently. Wang Yun signed his name with a pale face.