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Chen Ling rode his mount and rushed forward, the Daliang City was already towering in front of him, the ancient city of more than 2000 years ago appeared once again. Every step closer to the city, Chen Ling's heart would beat faster, his expression full of joy.

Heavens, what kind of existence was space-time travel?

Chen Ling stepped forward and replied: "That's right, the officials were sent by the third prince to receive me?"

"Come with us." A few of the scouts were all Wei Yu's trusted aides. Although Chen Ling was a Lieutenant, he was also a small official at the Sesame University, and these people served by the prince's side.

Wei Yu and the rest were waiting inside an ancient pavilion, which was densely packed with sentries and at least five hundred guards. In addition, they had also dispatched some troops from the Sixth Guard Army to prepare for the upcoming battle.

Young Master Wei was dressed in a dark black robe, with six kinds of patterns embroidered on it: algae, fire, powder, rice, wood, and wood. On the train of the robe, there were also dark golden colored cloud patterns, and on the head of the robe, there was a green crown, with a solemn face, eyebrows like a sword, and bright eyes, a square face, handsome and upright.

Beside him were many foreign delegates, advisors, swordsmen, military generals, etc. They were all members of the Young Master Wei.

In fact, it was a type of test method. In the early stages of Qin, Shang Yang had also been a guest officer, and these guest officials came from hundreds of families, and many of them were from famous private schools. After being guided by experts, or having self-taught, they were all good at using schemes, acting as a group of advisors to the Young Master Wei.

Swordsmen were mostly famous swordsmen, and most of them were dug up from different countries. There were many famous swordsmen, such as the number one swordsman of Ying Yang, the number one swordsman of Pu Yang, the number one swordsman of Wan City, and so on, and more than ten people were all among the Martial Masters, some were even at the peak of the Martial Master realm, but very few Martial Saint appeared.

Before the Qin Dynasty, the land of Hua Xia was ruled by warriors. The so-called warriors and gentlemen of ancient times were warriors. Zhou Tianzi was given the title of marquis, and from the king down, officials, marquis, uncles, sons, men, officials, doctors, and warriors were the warriors. Warriors practice seven arts, namely martial arts, ceremonial, music, shooting, imperial, book, and magic. They believed in the morals of righteousness, bravery, courtesy, honesty, and shame.

Now, as the war grew in scale and the army became more and more civilian, the lower ranks lost the privilege of the land on which they depended to maintain their social status. The samurai also insisted on their own code of conduct — that farming was a vile affair, disdained to be a farmer, and so many had fallen into the ranks of rangers and hangers-on, and that the whole samurai class was on the way to the sunset.

"Greetings, young master." Chen Ling brought Teng Hu and the others to the front of the courtyard and reported with his hand on his sword.

Recently, Young Master Wei heard from Dong Zhiqi that a heroic youth had appeared in the Hedong Battlefield. He was in the midst of using people, and if he had talent and abilities, he would have to absorb them into his residence to dig out his potential for me to use!

"You are Chen Ling?" Young Master Wei's imposing manner of a powerhouse was released, and the one looking at the tough guy in the middle standing at the front was Chen Ling.

"Reporting to Young Noble, this one is Chen Ling!" Chen Ling said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

The matter of you winning Qin Army and capturing the enemy alive was spread all over the Daliang City. This caused the people of Wei Country to be even more determined to resist the strong enemies of the Western Qin Empire. Wei Yu's expression was solemn.

This was in line with the small countries of the Spring and Autumn Period. The change in power was just like a political situation in a play. The reason why many of the dukes were expelled and the country was restored was mainly because of the help of external forces other than the power of powerful armies.

The third prince, Wei Yu, had the support of the Qi Nation and the crown prince, Wei Qing, had the support of's faction. The two of them had long been engrossed in a battle with dragons and tigers, and one of them was destined to be eaten in the end. Chen Ling knew of the history behind the enthronement of the emperor to the throne.

With this, the situation was complicated and Chen Ling had unintentionally gotten involved.

Young Master Wei walked in front of the five hundred cavalry phalanx. After examining it for a while, he asked: "Where is Mr. Gan Mao?"

"They are in the carriage, in order to deceive people, we split into two, one to protect True Gan Mao, the other to scare the false Gan Mao, we obtained the information that the escorts at the back had already been ambushed and destroyed, thus we increased our speed, and finally brought him back to Daliang City!" Chen Ling explained in detail.

Hearing that, Wei Yu approved of Chen Ling's courage and tact, so he walked to the front of the carriage and lifted the carriage's curtain, and looked at Gan Mao who was quietly sitting inside. The other party's expression was as calm as water, and was not restrained at all. We meet again. "

Gan Mao smiled lightly: "Life is like a play, where are we not seeing each other? For the past two years, Young Master has sought after and widely accepted sages, competing against Qi Nation's Tian Wen and Zhao Nation's Zhao Sheng. It's quite admirable. It's just a pity that the State of Wei has lost its basics to contend for supremacy. "

Today was the day when the warring nations competed for supremacy and when the dukes gathered, it was for the greater picture. The contenders were eager to achieve quick results, but they didn't think about fundamental struggles. They fought on purpose, but it was difficult for them to win. They fought on purpose, but it was difficult for them to dominate. In the end, they didn't manage to become a great nation!

In this world, more than twenty little dukes existed either as defensive pictures, or as attaching pictures, or as good offices pictures. If Duke Zheng Zhuang was to become a little tyrant in a small country, he would not have a single country, and as such, it would be hard for the middle and small dukes to escape misfortune.