Yi Cheng Zhijie, Luo Shixin, Pei Xingyan and others were all over twenties, and the oldest Cheng Zhijie was less than thirty years old. Therefore, it was the age of admiring heroes and striving for enthusiasm that made them feel depressed and officials here, which was very unhappy.

"The Dahua in Guanzhong issued a order to seek talents, and all wise men and civil and military officials from all over the country can join us. With our fame, we will definitely be generals. We will not neglect our command and promotion." Pei Xingyan said.

Cheng Zhi nodded and said, "Of course, Emperor Luo Cheng of Dahua, what a person? We didn't have the chance to be generals under his account before. Later, we defected to Wagang and were all their masters. Now Wagang has disbanded, and now it is different. We are here as surrendered generals and are highly excluded. It depends on the face of the Wang clan. What kind of thing they are, not to mention the king, but the power is in their hands, and there is no matter what outsiders do."

Luo Shixin snorted coldly: "I pretended to be enthusiastic and respectful to the wise and nobles, but in less than a month, I put on airs and ignored the heroes of Wagang. No one has come to attack Luoyang at present, so we can't use it anymore. I, Luo Shixin, is a seven-foot man, and I am ashamed to work hard for him."

"Shh, whisper, let it go, you will suffer!" Bing Yuanzhen calmed down and quickly stopped them, telling them not to yell.

Cheng Zhijie was so thick and thin that he whispered: "We can't show it, especially General Shan, who has become the prince consort, although he still has

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