"By invoking the name of 'King of Beiliang' to move south, we only need to win one or two key battles to make all places in the world submit without a trace of resistance,"
"As for the defect, nominally, my lord is still a 'Sheng Chen,' only now he has become part of King Jin's faction and no longer flies the banner of the Capital City, but rather that of 'King Jin.'
"Overall,
"I would suggest to the Commander that he could accept the title and reward."
Chen Sansi nodded slightly.
The old scholar was right.
His original intention was to fight quickly and make haste towards the Capital Chang'an, while the court's vitality still lingered, anticipating much resistance. If time permitted, he could gradually erode it.
But what Chen Sansi lacked most was time!
Either way, he would reach the Capital first and then decide.
Thinking this, he put down his teacup, "Let King Jin's envoy come."
Shortly afterward,
