Mortal Cultivation: Start with a Chaos Talisman

"Map... map map..."

Feng Ping took out a map and spread it on the ground in a panic.

On the map, the territories of various countries are shown.

South Korea's land is very small. It is sandwiched between the two superpowers Zhao and Qin. Moreover, South Korea's land is long and narrow. At first glance, it looks like a gourd, with two big ends and a small middle.

And that long and narrow place is exactly a county in South Korea: Yewang County.

Zhao Kuo once predicted that after the civil war in Yan, Qin would attack the wild king to take over the land of South Korea.

Now it seems that it is a prophecy.

"Third brother, please tell me, what will happen to South Korea in this war?" Feng Ping looked at Zhao Kuo nervously. His breathing was rapid and his voice seemed to have changed his tone.

Zhao Kuo's brows slowly wrinkled.

He stared at the map for a while and said: "Qin's intention is obvious. What he wants is not the land of Yewang and one county, but the nine counties of Shangdang!"

Korea, a gourd-shaped country, has a total of twenty counties.

The nine counties of Shangdang are at the top, and the ten counties of Xinzheng are at the bottom.

In the middle of the two places is Yewang County.

The purpose of Qin's attack on the wild king was not to capture the land of Shangdang's nine counties.

"Including Yewang County itself!" Zhao Kuo said: "That's ten counties, which is exactly half of South Korea."

"And this is just Qin's test!" Zhao Kuo continued: "Qin annexed ten counties in South Korea. If the princes come to rescue, it will stop here... If no princes rescue, the Qin army will go south in one fell swoop. Destroy Zhengcheng and destroy South Korea!”

"It's over...it's over, it's over..."

Feng Ping was confused: "Third brother...will Korea be destroyed?"

"Not necessarily!" Zhao Kuo said: "It depends on the first battle. If Bai Qi cannot defeat the Wild King, South Korea still has a chance!"

"But..." Feng Ping's face turned bitter: "That's Bai Qi... What do you think is the chance that the Wild King can hold on?"

He looked at Zhao Kuo.

Zhao Kuo frowned and said: "Less than half!"

"What should we do?" Feng Ping asked Zhao Kuo: "Is there a solution?"

Zhao Kuo shook his head: "No...the only thing we can count on now is the princes. I think South Korea should send personnel to Wei and Zhao to plead for coalition forces at this moment. If the three Jins work together to advance and retreat together, they may be able to repel the tiger and wolf Qin!"

"Huh..." Feng Ping breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, my father said that the king has sent people to the princes to seek reinforcements!"

"Sit down and talk!"

Not long after, Xu Changan also came over.

The two told Xu Changan about Qin's attack on the wild king.

Xu Changan also frowned.

Qin's power is not good news for him.

But there was nothing he could do.

At this moment, Feng Ping trembled and said, "My father has written again, why is it so fast?"

He took out a Concentric Talisman with a worried look on his face and opened it in front of Zhao Kuo and Xu Changan without any hesitation.

A passage of words came out: "My son, return home quickly... Yewang County has surrendered to the Qin Dynasty. Our country is in danger, Korea is in danger!"

Feng Ping's face turned pale: "This... this... so fast?"

The Qin army has just arrived at Wild King, and the battle has not yet begun. Can you believe that Wild King surrendered?

So Bai Qi split South Korea in two and cut off without even using a single soldier.

"Junior brother, what should I do?" Feng Ping said: "I am going back to South Korea soon. Junior brother is resourceful and must have a way to save South Korea!"

"Please, junior brother, please teach me!"

Xu Changan also looked at Zhao Kuo: "Lao San, please save him!"

Zhao Kuo's brows furrowed even more. He sat on the futon and said, "There should be a way to save South Korea..."

"Say it quickly!" Feng Ping grabbed Zhao Kuo's hand: "Third brother, tell it quickly, my country and I will never forget this love and kindness!"

Zhao Kuo thought for a while and said, "I can't say!"

"Brother, don't force me, I really can't say it!"

After saying that, Zhao Kuo sat cross-legged on the futon without saying a word.

"Junior brother, why don't you speak?"

"You should say something!"

"What can you do, tell me, rather tell me!"

Feng Ping asked.

Zhao Kuo sat on the futon, closed his eyes, turned around, and turned his back to Feng Ping.

Feng Ping went around.

Zhao Kuo turned his back again.

Feng Ping was sweating profusely and said, "Can you stop joking with me?"

Xu Changan pulled Feng Ping: "Senior brother... stop talking. The third child doesn't want to talk, there must be a special reason, so don't press me!"

"No!" Feng Ping said: "It is related to the life and death of South Korea. I must ask clearly today!"

With a flutter, Feng Ping knelt directly in front of Zhao Kuo: "Lao San, I kneel down for you... We are brothers. You once helped Le Yi give advice and persuaded him to change the strategy of the Yan Kingdom. You once helped Tian Dan break the Yan Jun!"

"You can definitely help me!"

"I kowtow to you!"

Bang bang bang...

Feng Ping knelt in front of Zhao Kuo, kowtowing desperately.

Blood quickly flowed out of his forehead.

Zhao Kuo couldn't bear it, took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and said: "Second Senior Brother...I only want to say one thing, it's up to you whether you can understand it or not!"

"Okay!" Feng Ping raised his head.

Zhao Kuo said: "The reason why I don't want to tell you is because I am from Zhao!"

After speaking, Zhao Kuo closed his eyes again and said no more words.

"This..." Feng Ping froze on the spot.

After thinking for half an incense stick of time, he knelt down again, kowtowed to Zhao Kuo three times, and then left.

"Wow..."

Zhao Kuo burst into tears as soon as Feng Ping left.

Xu Changan stood by and looked confused, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, why are you crying?"

Zhao Kuo said: "With Feng Ping's wisdom and strategy, he must have understood what I just said. In this way, I have put my motherland in disloyalty and injustice!"

"Wow... Wow..."

Zhao Kuo cried for half a day, and his eyes were bleeding.

...

Han, Shangdang!

In a huge manor.

It was already dark, but there were still people coming into the mansion.

There were generals wearing black armor, and some Xuanmen monks who looked like immortals.

"Master..."

In the main hall, when the hunchbacked old man was discussing government affairs with some generals, an equally old slave appeared at the door.

"Old Huangtou, what's wrong?" The hunchbacked man turned his head.

Old Huangtou said: "Master, the young master is back... He said he wants to see you right away!"

The old man was overjoyed: "Ping'er is back... Please come and see me!"

Not long after, Feng Ping walked into the hall in brocade clothes.

At this moment, the hall was brightly lit with candles, but there was only a hunchbacked old man.

The old man was Feng Ping's father, and also the highest general of the nine counties of Shangdang in Han: General Feng.

"My son... you are finally back!"

"Father!" Feng Ping knelt in front of the old man and said, "How are you?"

"Good, good..."

"Then..." Feng Ping asked again, "How is the war going?"

The old man shook his head a little tiredly and said, "The King of Ye surrendered, and the Qin army divided the territory of my country of Han into two. The nine counties of Shangdang are now fish on the chopping board. It depends on when the old Qin people will come to take it!"

"Where are the reinforcements?"

"Where are the reinforcements?" The old man shook his head: "As the Three Jins, Wei and Zhao did not come to help, so you can imagine the situation of other princes. It seems that the day of my country of Han is not far away!"

"Father!" Feng Ping took a deep breath and said, "I have a plan to save half of Han!"

"Oh?" A strange light was projected in the old man's eyes: "My son has studied military tactics for a hundred years, and you also have a brilliant plan. Tell me, how to save the motherland?"

Feng Ping said: "Drive the tiger to swallow the wolf!"