Plan to cut off the nine states

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Fan Jianglong was originally a big thief on the river, commanding dozens of boats and thousands of people. Half a year ago, the rebel army sent someone to invite him to join the gang. Fan Jianglong took action and said: "The bullshit imperial court oppressed the people until they were half dead. Who are we going to rob? Rebellion, rebellion, I want to be a general, collecting rents and taxes is much more comfortable than robbing!"

He found a young man from a nearby small fishing village and established him as King of Wu. The reason was extremely simple. "You are the son of old Xu Tou. Why are you fairer than your brothers? Obviously you are not your biological son, nor the fisherman's son." Zhong, is it the orphan sent by Prince Wu to the people?"

But this King of Wu had probably been immersed among the people for a long time, and could not bear his noble status. He was very timid. When he was frightened, his face became paler, his knees trembled, and his speech was vague, making those who saw him shake their heads.

Fan Jianglong didn't care. He often put his arm around the young man's shoulders at the wine table and told about his merits, "I discovered you, supported you, and protected you. I owe you a new life to the Xu family. You have to remember this kindness." , honor me well, treat me as your biological father, even though my surname is not Xu—mother, I don’t even remember my surname, maybe he is really the son of Emperor Wu—in short, let’s talk about father and son, did you hear that? Good son?"

The young man nodded humbly every time, not daring to say a word no.

After being accused of being false by the magic stick and kneeling down to give up his title of king, the young man felt unprecedentedly relaxed. Even if he was just a soldier or even a servant in the army, he was willing to do so.

Fanjianglong was unwilling and did not dare to say anything at that time. He lived on the water all year round. Like others, he was in awe of ghosts and gods. He really felt that the stick had powerful magic power.

Afterwards, the more he thought about it, the more wrong he became, "We must have been deceived, right?"

When Xu Chu was wooing the generals from all sides overnight, he went across the river to find Qianjin Scale, the most popular among the leaders with a small surname, and said bluntly: "Tomorrow we will recommend Brother Scale, but there is only one thing. Mr. Xu cannot be retained."

Qianjin Scale is very popular because he always has a smile on his face. No matter what the situation or who he faces, he can smile. "How can I be worthy of being the governor? Besides, Mr. Xu seems to be a smart man. Maybe he can give me a smile." We bring benefits.”

"Shit, he occupies the city and won't even let us plunder the city. He only sent a few bags of old grain and sent the beggars away? If you can't plunder when you rebel, what's the point? Why don't we go home and become water thieves?"

Qianjin Scale had made a private agreement with Meng Nilun, but he was still wavering in his heart, so he said: "A land and water support a person. After all, Mr. Xu did not grow up in our Jiangdong, and his thoughts may not be the same as ours..."

"Isn't that the truth! I know how to look at people, and the guy named Xu looks like the kind of gentleman from a noble family. He doesn't have the same intentions as us good guys from poor families. Sooner or later, he will sell us off based on our weight."

"Well, we have to call Jin Dao Liu. He must be there to make this happen."

"This sentence from Brother Scale is enough."

Jin Dao Liu was drinking heavily in the tent. He had a bad temper and didn't need much persuasion. When he was agitated, he stood up and drew his sword, cutting the wine table in front of him into two pieces. "Kill his son, not to mention his grandson, even if He is the grandson of Emperor Wu, so you can’t treat me like a son of a bitch!”

In Runan City, the sky was bright, and Bao Dun came to see Xu Chu with thirty of his most trusted soldiers. Everyone was equipped with waist knives and short blades hidden in their arms, all prepared for close combat.

"If all the generals of the Wu army unanimously recommend Mr. Xu, then that's all. If anyone hesitates, Mr. Xu will stop wasting his words and kill a few first to establish his authority."

Bao Dun was not a pure businessman in the past. When traveling around, he loved to make friends with heroes from all over the world. He would think twice before acting towards the people in his hometown. To people outside, his behavior was no different from that of a hero.

"When it's time to make a decisive decision, I will not hesitate. I only ask Mr. Bao to listen to my orders when the time comes."

"Master Xu gives the order, and we will work hard without caring about ourselves."

Tang Weitian was not good with weapons, but he found two knives, one in each hand, and said with a raised eyebrow: "When I do it, you should stay away. Except for Mr. Xu, I can't see anyone else."

Bao Dun laughed, and Xu Chu said to Tang Weitian: "You don't know how to use a knife, put away the magic stick for me, and you will knock whoever I ask you to knock."

Tang Weitian dropped the knife and took the stick with both hands, showing some inexplicable awe. "It's really strange. I really feel that there is some magic power in the stick. It is much heavier than ordinary sticks."

Xu Chu led people out of the city, first met with the children of the seven tribes, and then summoned the lords of Jingzhou. The leader of the small surname sent people over, unwilling to enter the camp here, and wanted to gather between the two camps.

Both sides went out to camp separately and estimated each other's numbers from a distance. No one wanted to suffer a loss later. There were originally more leaders with the Xiao surname, but with the help of the Jingzhou and Bao clans among the seven clans, the number was immediately exceeded by a lot.

The leader named Xiao temporarily called a group of soldiers, and he had to add three or five more soldiers.

The two sides approached each other, each with a smile on their face and their hands in greeting. They wanted to be as enthusiastic as possible. Although it was already winter, it was a rare sunny day with no clouds in the sky. The sun shone warmly on people, but it could not shine. The ghost in the hearts of the Qing people.

Xu Chu had thought out every step of the plan to deal with various situations, but the first thing the other party did surprised him and made him angry.

Jin Dao Liu was a red-faced man. He had not yet fully woken up from his hangover, so his face became even redder. Before the two parties had finished saluting, he walked straight to Xu Chu, handed over a baggage, and said loudly: "Mr. Xu, the gift we gave you is ours." A little thought.”

"We are all brothers, no need to be polite." Xu Chu did not accept the burden.

Jin Dao Liu was impatient. He opened the bag and threw the contents on the ground. "No more, no more. This gift can only be given to you."

There was actually a head in the bag, which fell to the ground and rolled around for a few times before stopping.

Everyone was shocked, and the leader with a small surname, Duo, didn't know anything about it, and screamed in surprise.

The head stopped and faced Xu Chu. It was the boy who gave up the title of king yesterday. His face was still pale, but he no longer trembled.

The horror in Xu Chu's heart was unspeakable, and he couldn't help but move back. He was pushed gently by Bao Dun behind him, but instead he took a step forward. In the flash of lightning, his shock turned from shock to anger, and he said sternly: "General Liu, what do you mean?"

Jin Dao Liu had already grasped the hilt of the sword and stared at Xu Chu. He waited for the other party to show fear and anxiety before taking action immediately. This was their plan: Xu Chu had made the fake King of Wu show his cowardice in public, and they also wanted to make Xu Chu pale with fear.

But he was disappointed but unconvinced. He still held the hilt of the knife and glared angrily, "You said he was a fake. I cut off his head specially and gave it to you as a gift. What, is it wrong?"

Fan Jianglong helped: "This kid has lied to us for more than half a year. It's appropriate to kill him. Doesn't Mr. Xu think it's wrong?"

Among the many unexpected surprises that Xu Chu expected, the current scene was the only one that did not happen. Although the move of the leader named Xiao was reckless, it did pose a big problem for him. If he accepted the "gift", he would have to fight for the "King of Wu". If you don't accept it, you will offend Jin Dao Liu, and then anger all the bosses with small surnames.

Bao Dun and the others were standing behind him, ready to draw their swords at any time, but now was not the time. Taking action now would lead to a fight. The tenth battalion with the surname Xiaoying would either join the battle or escape, which was not the outcome he wanted to see.

Meng Silun stood up and said, "Jindao Liu, what are you..."

Xu Chu couldn't let others stand up for him, so he waved his hand to Meng Nilun to stop him from talking any more. He took a few steps and picked up the head on the ground. The blood was not dry yet, and he didn't care if it touched his hands. He slowly turned around. Make a circle so that everyone on both sides can see the head.

This time it was Jin Dao Liu's turn to be surprised. He held the handle of the knife, neither pulling it out nor loosening it, and looked towards Fan Jianglong for help.

Fan Jianglong winked, signaling to take action immediately.

Jin Dao Liu had a fiery temper, but at this time he had many evil thoughts. Xu Chu acted calmly and kept his expectations. He might have added a few points. Killing him would cause trouble for him, so he said: "Kill him, I've already killed him. If his head is pushed back, he won't survive. What do you want?"

Xu Chu and the head in his hand faced the golden sword Liu, "I ask General Liu to kowtow to the head of the King of Wu to apologize."

"It's a joke, I won't kowtow to a dead head, let alone what you said, this person is not a descendant of Prince Wu, he is a fake, who is the King of Wu?"

Fan Jianglong couldn't always let Jin Dao Liu Ren speak alone, so he interjected from the side: "Master Xu once assassinated the real emperor, so why don't we be allowed to kill the fake King of Wu?"

"Yes, you kill the real emperor, and I kill the false king of Wu. We two brothers are each other, and no one should blame the other." Jin Dao Liu straightened his neck, not to mention kneeling, even lowering his head, he refused.

Xu Chu said slowly: "I did kill the true emperor. The emperor of all things regarded the world as his own private property, plundered endlessly, and brutalized the people. All of you suffered from it. Who has suffered from the king of Wu?"

The King of Wu was timid and did not dare to speak loudly to the leaders. No one was insulted by him.

"Pretending to be a descendant of Prince Wu brings shame to us. This is suffering." Fan Jianglong had to speak. Jin Dao Liu knew how to use a knife, but not quarrels.

Xu Chu ignored him, only stared at Jin Dao Liu, and continued: "The Emperor of All Things is in his prime, as strong as an ox, and can dance on a horse. He is invincible to a hundred people. How many people can King Wu defeat?"

When Xu Chu carried out the assassination, the Emperor of All Things was already injured and was unable to fight back. Of course, he would not tell this fact.

"Uh... it's wrong to lie to people." Jin Dao Liu was speechless and could only grasp this sentence.

Xu Chu stepped forward and took a step closer. Jin Dao Liu took a step back. He was angry and wanted to draw his sword. When he glanced at him, he saw that none of the leaders around him except Fan Jianglong seemed to support him. He lost his fighting spirit and took another step back.

"I am the son of Princess Wu and the grandson of Emperor Wu. From the time I can remember, I have never worshiped Tian Cheng as the emperor in my heart. To kill him is to avenge the destruction of the country and the murder of my mother, and to eliminate a tyrant for the people of the world. Although there is regicide, I have no regrets about his name. Before yesterday, did General Liu really have a personal grudge against King Wu? Did he have any regrets when he killed him?

Before he died, King Wu begged in every possible way, but Jin Dao Liu didn't take it seriously at the time. At this time, he was asked that there was no way out, and he felt somewhat regretful. However, he would not admit his mistake in public, but became more tyrannical, "In short, if you allow you to kill the emperor, you will allow me to kill him." King Wu!”

Xu Chu had said enough, and said proudly: "Although the King of Wu is fake, he is innocent, and the person who killed him is unlucky. He has no regrets, and his crime is increased. Where is the magic stick?"

"Coming!" Tang Weitian was already ready, holding a stick in both hands and about to attack.

Bao Dun regarded this sentence as an order, winked at his men, and prepared to draw his sword.

Jin Dao Liu finally came to his senses. He was weighing back and forth between drawing his sword to resist and kneeling down to kowtow. Suddenly he pointed at Jiang Long and said, "It's him..."

Fan Jianglong stood next to him, drew his sword and stabbed him three times, shouting: "As long as the king of Wu lives for a day, we should also be loyal. Jin Dao Liu has done this unjust thing, and everyone will be able to punish him!"

Liu Dahai, the golden swordsman, relied on his bravery all his life, but he did not expect to die at the sword of his friend.

Fan Jianglong put down his bloody knife, knelt down, and kowtowed to King Wu's head. He also kowtowed to Xu Chu. All the leaders with minor surnames below the Qianjin scale also knelt and kowtowed.

Xu Chu glanced at Bao Dun and hesitated for a moment: Should Fan Jianglong be killed or not?

He was about to speak when a group of people suddenly ran over from the Xiaoxing camp. They were not there to rescue the leader, but shouted, "The soldiers are coming!"