The efficiency of these heads of family meetings is much higher than before. After all, if there is anything, they can make a decision by themselves and there is no need to ask anyone for instructions.

Therefore, under this circumstance, the heads of the seventeen families quickly finalized the alliance.

The leader of the alliance was unsurprisingly Situ Yao served as the leader. After all, apart from him, there were no generals in the southern counties who could command more than 100,000 people.

However, the leader of the alliance became the leader, and the heads of these aristocratic families did not intend to hand over all their troops to Situ Yao. The situation they adopted was similar to the situation where Mo Zizai's eighteen princes in his previous life to challenge Dong. These aristocratic families still had their own troops, but they just obeyed Situ Yao's dispatch in a major way.

Situ Yao had no objection to this. As long as they sent troops and were willing to obey their orders, it didn't matter who would command these soldiers.

In this alliance, in addition to finalizing the position of leader, they also discussed how many soldiers each family would need to send. The final result was that, except for the three southernmost counties, the other fourteen families sent a total of 700,000 troops, plus the 100,000 elite troops of Situ Yao Qianjiang County, which combined was 800,000 troops.

As for the three stubborn prefectures and counties, since they don’t want to produce people, they will directly let them deliver food. Half of the 800,000 army needs are supplied by their three families. Otherwise, the first army will be formed to attack them.

After the result was confirmed, the heads of the three prefectures and counties almost cried, but looking at the other heads of the aggression, they did not dare to say anything, so they had to break their teeth and swallow it silently and agreed to the plan.

After discussing all these matters, Situ Yao set the time to send troops five months later, that is, the spring of the following year.

After all, the weather is about to turn cold, and their subordinates are different from Mo Zizai. Most of them are just ordinary soldiers and they cannot use troops in the cold weather.

What's more, the source of troops that each company promises cannot be taken out immediately. According to the current situation of each company's military raising, it would be good that they could raise half of the 800,000. As for the rest, they need to recruit troops again and then train. In five months, it's almost the same.

Although the soldiers trained in this way will definitely have poor combat effectiveness, they did not expect these soldiers to have much combat effectiveness. After all, in their opinion, they all have 800,000 people, so what kind of combat effectiveness they need. Each person drowned the imperial army.

What's more, they are not half the elite, enough.

Situ Yao knew this result well, so he didn't say anything. In his opinion, the newly recruited soldiers would definitely not be used to fight. At that time, they would be thrown out and attack the court's defense from other directions.

In fact, to put it bluntly, he sent these people out just to bully Mr. Mo Zizai, who only had an elite force in his hand.

It is true that Mo Zizai has elite troops in his hands, but how many teams can he be divided into? At that time, these soldiers attack from multiple directions, and he would like to see if Mo Zizai is in charge or not.

If he cares, he will definitely not have enough soldiers, and if he doesn't care... you should know that the chaotic soldiers are sometimes more terrifying than the chaotic bandits. If they are swept all the way to the capital, he doesn't believe that Mo Zizai can really sit still.

At this time, the attitudes of the imperial court and the southern families were already very obvious. Both sides were tense, but because of their own plans, they were silently preparing for war.

Mo Zi is actively building bridges and roads, building railway tracks, and selling coal in a large manner to gather funds to expand his troops.

The southern family is much simpler, with only three things, namely, catching strong men, raising military rations, and training the army, and actively preparing for the upcoming war.

...

Just when the three parties of the Great Zhou Dynasty, or the three parties were ready to fight, the Zheng State, which was far away from the Great Zhou Dynasty, seemed not very calm at this time.

Zheng State, the Duke of Zheng State, which is the only person left on David's double walls, Xiao Yanbing's mansion, welcomed a very noble guest at this time.

As the Duke of Zheng State, Xiao Yanbing can already be regarded as a great minister, but today this guest asked him to take the initiative to walk out of the pavilion in the backyard to welcome him.

"Brother Xiao, I have been idle at home for more than ten years, and my strength has not declined, right?"

The guest of Xiao Yanbing was in his seventies and his hair was a little white, but his expression was extremely energetic. Before the person arrived, the cheerful laughter had already arrived in the pavilion.

"Your Majesty was joking."

Xiao Yanbing is almost eighty years old today, but as a physical cultivation in the Golden Body Realm, his body is extremely burly, without any decay of an elderly person, but rather like a young man in his prime.

He bowed and bowed to the person who came, and then said, "I will practice day and night, and it's fine if I can't touch the realm of the Martial God. How could I retreat?"

"Haha, that's good, that's good."

The person who came was Zheng Ying, the emperor of Zheng State. He laughed twice, and then without any hesitation of the difference between the king and the subject, he directly took Xiao Yanbing's hand and took him to the pavilion to sit down. "As long as my second brother is still strong, I will feel at ease."

After Zheng Ying sat down, he poured himself a cup of tea without saying a word, "My second brother has been hiding for so many years. I will use tea instead of wine for this cup, and I will apologize to my second brother."

"Your Majesty is so serious."

When Xiao Yanbing heard Zheng Ying say this, he quickly reached out to stop Zheng Ying, but Zheng Ying's movements were very firm, and it was obvious that he was not doing it. Xiao Yanbing could not stop him without force, but he was worried that he would hurt Zheng Ying, so he could only watch Zheng Ying drink this cup of tea that represents apologies.

"Why is this your Majesty?"

Xiao Yanbing shook his head helplessly, "Others don't know Your Majesty's intentions, can I, Xiao Yanbing, not know?"

Since their brothers severely injured Mo Congyi and led him back to the capital to be the emperor, Zheng Ying retreated Xiao Yan's troops from the border.

Many people say that Emperor Zheng Ying was incompetent, jealous of the virtuous, and was afraid that Xiao Yanbing would take the opportunity to grow bigger and gain self-respect, so that General Xiao Er was withdrawn from the border.

As the emperor, Zheng Ying, after learning about this rumor, not only did not send anyone to stop it, but instead made people add fuel to the fire, making the rest of the countries that were rumored to this. For this reason, Emperor Zheng Ying was completely defeated and had a reputation as an incompetent emperor in several countries.

But Xiao Yanbing, the core figure in this matter, knew that this was not the case.

The reason why I returned from the border was, on the one hand, because two allies, Wei and Lu, were worried that they would seek their army, put pressure on Zheng Ying, the king of Zheng, and forced the king to transfer himself back.

On the other hand, it is because Mo Congyi is no longer on the border, and only Tang Shuyu is left, so there is no threat to the border.

As for continuing to attack, Tang Shuyu, who took the initiative to defend, was not easy to mess with. If he really wanted to continue fighting, he might suffer a lot of losses. What's more, Zheng was weak back then, and even if he could defeat him, it would be just a bargaining Wei and Lu, and there was no need to do so.

In this way, it would be useless to stay in the border. So as soon as Wei and Lu put pressure on him, Zheng Ying immediately summoned him back, which had nothing to do with jealousy.

However, at that time, Zheng Ying felt that he was too aggressive to be able to tie Mo Congyi. In order not to arouse hostility between Wei and Lu, he did not hesitate to defame himself and create a situation of disagreement between the monarch and the ministers. This dispelled the attention of the two countries to him and gave him more than ten years of leisure time.

Therefore, he felt that Zheng Ying had already sacrificed enough, and he apologized for himself at this time, which made him feel very sad.

After Zheng Ying drank the tea with great heroic spirit, he looked at Xiao Yanbing's expression, shook his head and said apologetically: "Although there are some objective reasons, it turns out that you are second brother, you have been hidden by me for more than ten years."

"It's because I'm not capable enough, otherwise, if my Zheng State has enough national strength, why should you do this, second brother?"

"With your ability, it's more than enough to sweep the world."

"Your Majesty is too humble."

Xiao Yanbing spoke with a very serious expression: "My Zheng State is weak, because there are too many problems left by the late emperor."

"Since Your Majesty ascended the throne, he has eliminated the traitors inside, rejected the Great Zhou outside, treated the poor taxes lightly, and treated the people well. These actions have made our Dazheng's national strength flourish. I believe that it is no exaggeration to say that Your Majesty was the most wise monarch since Emperor Gaozu."

"Haha, my second brother is over-reputable."

Although Zheng Ying said this, he was very helpful to Xiao Yanbing's words. However, he was not a monarch who was easily lost in other people's flattery. Therefore, after laughing, he spoke: "In fact, my greatest advantage is to live for a long time."

"Mo Congyi from Zhou State, he is a very talented person. Whether he is commanding troops or governing the country, he is a top genius. I believe he is not a mediocre master, but compared with him, I am far inferior to him."

"But he died, he died in front of me."

After saying this, Zheng Ying continued: "Wei Huo, the old king of the country of Wei, knows people and is good at using them, is brave to accept advice, and has the foundation left by the nearly six generations of British rulers. No matter which aspect I compare with him, it is difficult for me to surpass him."

"But he died, and he died earlier than Mo Congyi."

Zheng Ying said with a hint of pride on his face, "When they were alive, I was not as good as them, but when they died, I was not as good as their son."

"Mo Congyi's son made Zhou State uneasy. Although I can't see whether he is a mediocre or a hero, he cannot suppress the situation of Zhou State like his father. So no matter what kind of person he is, this is a good thing for me, Da Zheng."

"As for Wei Huo's youngest son..."

When Zheng Ying talked about the current king of Wei, he couldn't help but smack his lips, and didn't know how to evaluate it. "What do you say about this person? He looks like a king who has lost his country."

"If the British Lord of the Seventh Emperor of the Kingdom of Wei had laid a solid foundation for him, the eighty-year-old Wei would have been killed by him."

Xiao Daocheng had no objection to Zheng Ying's evaluation of Mo Zizai. After all, although the Zhou Kingdom was in chaos, its root cause was still in the aristocratic family. From the perspective of the sidelines, Mo Zizai's behavior was not much of a problem except for being more eager for quick success and instant benefits.

If Mo Zizai, who issued the new policy, could win this battle, then Zhou State could naturally clarify Yu Yu. It would not take long to get back the strongest identity of the four countries, and it would be possible to even take a step closer.

Of course, the premise is that countries like them will not intervene, but this is obviously impossible, so Mo Zi can only determine his evaluation based on success or failure. If he wins, he will be the hero. If he loses, he will be a mediocre and a king who will destroy his country.

As for the evaluation of the king of the Wei Kingdom, although he generally agreed with Zheng Ying's evaluation, he still had some differences in specific opinions. "The king of the Zheng Kingdom should not have the destruction of the country. After all, the foundation of their Zheng Kingdom is really good."

"It's so rare that the British rulers are in seven consecutive generations. In addition, the geographical location of Wei State is so good. It is bordered by the Black Desert in the north and bordered by the Lu State in the south. There are these two natural protection circles. Unless someone can directly enter from Wanling Pass in the Western Frontier (the eastern frontier of the Great Zhou Dynasty), no one can threaten Wei State at all."

Wanling Pass is the gateway of the Wei Kingdom in the Western Territory. It is established between two mountains and is known as the most powerful pass in the world. If you want to enter from there, it is better to consider destroying Lu and then take a detour.

"Oh, that's what I said."

Zheng Ying nodded with some agreement and said with envy: "The foundation left by his ancestors is good. The six generations of heroes have left many foundations from generation to generation. He can't create them anyway. Unlike me, after ascending the throne, he is poor and careless. Not to mention being messy, he doesn't even dare to slack off on weekdays."

Listening to Zheng Ying complaining about his country's kings in history, Xiao Yanbing just smiled and said nothing. In order to flatter His Majesty, it would be fine to complain about the previous emperor, but if he always talked about this, it would be obvious that it would be a bit inappropriate.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. There is a Lu State between us and Wei State. Whether it is destroyed or not, it is not our turn to pick peaches."

Zheng Ying stopped talking about Weiguo, but instead looked at Xiao Yanbing seriously and asked, "Second brother, you may have guessed why I came to you today?"

Xiao Yanbing did not cover up and said directly: "If I guessed correctly, it was because of Zhou State, right?"

"That's right."

Zheng Ying nodded fiercely and said, "There is a strife in Zhou and the court has started to fight with the aristocratic families. Maybe the border troops in the northern border of Zhou will also get involved."

"The three of them are already all the forces of Zhou State. Once they fight, no matter who wins, they will suffer heavy losses."

Zheng Ying looked at Xiao Yanbing with bright eyes, with ambition burning in his eyes, "This is undoubtedly a good opportunity for us. If we don't intervene, God will not be able to bear it."

"Your Majesty makes sense."

Xiao Yanbing stood up and said with a very solemn expression: "After this battle, Zhou State will definitely be severely damaged. The King of Wei State is incompetent, the Lord of Lu State is weak and cowardly, and has no time to interfere with us. If we can seize the opportunity, it is not impossible for us to take the opportunity to swallow the entire Zhou State."

"This is indeed a God-given opportunity!"

"Okay, just wait for your second brother!"

Zheng Ying was very excited to pat the table, and then said, "In the past ten years, I have devoted all my national strength to create an elite force of 20,000 people based on the Feng Guards of Zhou, so that Mo Congyi knows that it is not a shame for defending the country. Unexpectedly, this guard army failed to teach Mo Congyi a lesson, but instead gave me such an opportunity."
Chapter completed!