Po Jun's words solidified the thoughts of Ashina, who had matured. After experiencing several failures and having a wife and children, the Seventh King felt the blood in his body boiling again.

We are in this troubled world.

The heroes of the world are surging.

He has a gun in his hand and a cavalry under his control. How can he be willing to just be a spectator in this era?

Even if you fail in the end, even if you only stay in that position for one day.

Then he will also become the King of Turtle Ferns and stay in history.

Rather than one of the eighteen Khan kings.

The Seventh King Ashina struggled, but the friendship between father and son still existed after all. After struggling for a long time, he still said: "My father is the second best general in the world.

The first hero of the grassland in five hundred years, how dare I betray him."

Po Jun looked at him and said, "It's not that I don't dare, not that I don't want to."

Ashina's expression was solemn.

After looking at Po Jun for a long time, he still declined. When Po Jun finally turned around, Ashina suddenly asked, somewhat unwillingly and dejectedly, saying, "Sir and I have known each other for six years."

"I am self-righteous. At that time, I was considered brave and courageous, and I treated my husband with respect and etiquette. But why did your husband leave me and choose the King of Qin who was not yet famous in the world at that time?

"The King of Qin was just a fugitive at that time, and later he was just the leader of a wandering regiment."

"With the help of my husband, I have such a huge foundation."

"If you help me, sir, maybe I can become the world's hegemon."

Ashina, who was about to turn 40, looked at the top counselor in front of him who he had been asking for. His heart was filled with unwillingness, a kind of decadence, and the feeling that if this counselor was here, he would not have fallen into this state of mind.

Po Jun stopped, he looked sideways at Ashina, who was also considered an outstanding figure of his generation, and said regretfully: "When you feel that you need my help to achieve world hegemony."

"You don't deserve my help."

Ashina looked moved.

Po Jun smiled slightly and said, "Also, you are not crazy enough."

Ashina realizes: "What?"

Po Jun did not explain, he just laughed, turned around and said calmly: "Don't worry, Seventh King, I will stay here for a while, and you still have time to make a choice."

"I'm just telling you that now, the Great Khan is only leading a small group of troops towards Xiyi City. If you are interested, you might as well go and [cut off] the connection between the Great Khan's headquarters and the rear."

"Even if the Great Khan is a famous general in the world, what will happen if his support from the rear is cut off?"

Ashina's pupils shrank, and there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

"I can betray my father!"

Po Jun said: "The mother of the Seven Kings was pampered at first, but in the end she offended the Great Khan for a trivial matter, and was whipped a hundred times with a whip. She knelt outside and was soaked in heavy rain all night. From then on, the root of the disease fell into her.

You died when you were thirteen."

"So you are not favored."

"Even this grassland was plundered five or six years ago and was conquered by oneself. Apart from the violence against your mother, what else does your father's love for you include?

,

The Seventh King's face tightened little by little, and he pressed his palm on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"The opportunity is here, Seven Kings, the opportunity to avenge your mother is here."

"And, what do you think, after the Great Khan, will be the attitude of these new Khans towards you?"

"Hahahaha, I'll take my leave."

Po Jun looked at the sky and lowered his eyes slightly.

You are not crazy enough.

You don't have the courage to put yourself in the trap and take the bait.

In the spring of the fifteenth year of Tianqi, when they arrived at Anxi City, Po Jun argued with the King of Qin about the subsequent strategy. Although when he left Jiangnan,

He knew that Li Guanyi was going to look for Gu insects, but he still frowned slightly at Li Guanyi's decision to go alone:

My lord, do you plan to go alone?"

The grassland is so vast, and you are already worth a million gold at this moment.

"It's time to lead people forward.

King Qin laughed: "Ten thousand gold, if someone can give me ten thousand gold, there is no harm in selling this body."

Po Jun was speechless, he just sighed and said with a smile: "That's too cheap."

"Master Xue can afford this price himself, and the Duke of Xiyi can have an even easier time. Even that woman from the world can spend this amount of money just wandering around for a year because she gets lost."

"Lord, otherwise it would be a million gold."

"It's hard to take out a million gold."

King Qin was speechless.

He laughed and cursed and said: "The best strategy this time is that I can easily take away all the things. The worst strategy is to confront the army. As for the middle strategy, I will be discovered. At that time, with my martial arts, escaping is not a problem."

"Just, sir."

King Qin looked at the young counselor and smiled and said: "You once said that all your strategies are the best. I don't know, but is there any way to turn my middle and worst strategies into the best ones?"

Po Jun said: "My lord wants to go to another country in person, so it is already a bad idea."

King Qin said: "Sir, can't you?"

Po Jun looked at King Qin with his eyes and said:

"My lord, are you exciting me?"

King Qin laughed loudly, and when he stepped out, he stretched out his hand and put it on Po Jun's shoulder, saying calmly: "It's not to provoke you, but to trust you. In the whole world, the person Li Guanyi trusts the most is Mr.

"

"Now, I will also give my life to Sir."

"Let the King of Qin enter the game and catch the second best general in the world."

"It's just that I dare to hand over my life and join the world."

"Sir, do you dare to take it?"

Po Jun's eyes flashed with purple light, the corners of his mouth raised, and he replied:

"My lord's life is naturally safe, and all my plans are naturally the best!"

Po Jun's hands were covered in the broad sleeves of the Central Plains. He stood outside the king's tent, blowing the vast wind of the grassland, looking at the sky and the earth.

His eyebrows were quiet, and he whispered to himself: "The Great Khan has sent out troops, it is the most critical time————"

The flying eagle of the Great Khan sent a message, asking the seven kings in the grassland territory closest to Xiyi City to lead his iron pagoda to come for support.

After sealing the back of King Qin, Ashina, the Seventh King, sat in the tent and read the letter.

At this time, on the grassland, Mu Zhahe was leading his army, and the Great Khan was still chasing Li Guanyi, his eyes were red. On the papyrus, he was called in an affectionate tone that the seven kings had never seen before, saying that he

He is his good son.

Finally, he put the order, written on papyrus from the march, into the brazier.

The flames burned fiercely.

Just like the ambition of the seven kings.

Ambition, the unfair treatment over the years, and the songs his mother sang when he was young all arose in his heart.

When he was young, he had always longed for his father's approval, but only now did he understand.

How did my character of constantly longing for my father's approval and approval come about?

He exhaled a breath and held the scimitar of the grassland.

"What should I do?"

"Mother."

When the conflict with the King of Qin occurred, the mighty Turkic Great Khan fought in the Turkic territory, and the troops gathered in a short period of time,

Unexpectedly, they were unable to surpass King Qin. There were too many cavalry under the demon to form a military suppression.

The Great Khan looked at the troops in front in silence. He sensed that only half of the reinforcements appeared in the order he sent out, and the most critical thing should be the Seventh King Ashina who appeared from behind this Central Plains army.

, did not appear.

"My weak son, have you become cowardly at this time again?"

"Just like your mother, without beauty and tenderness, it has no meaning."

The Great Khan held his weapon and sighed in a low voice: "This is the bloodline of the Central Plains people. They lose their courage at critical moments."

Muzhahe judged the situation and said: "Our opponents have 40,000 people, and we have 60,000."
To be continued...