Qin State, Hangu Pass.

A gust of wind blew by, and the ink-colored flags erected on the top of Hangu Pass continued to roar in the wind.

Along with the fluttering sound of the flag in the wind, a burst of footsteps appeared on the stairs, and then a Qin general wearing dark armor stood on the wall.

This person is none other than the commander-in-chief of the Qin army this time, Zhang Yu.

Listening to the bursts of sounds in his ears, Zhang Yu first looked at the flag beside him for a long time, and then cast his eyes towards the mountains in the distance.

Located among the lofty mountains in the remnants of the Qinling Mountains, Hangu Pass looks particularly steep, guarding the east gate of Qin like a giant.

If anyone can break through this Hangu Pass, they can march straight in and take the central area of ​​​​Guanzhong, which is the core of the Qin Kingdom.

Therefore, the importance of this Hangu Pass to the Qin State is self-evident.

In the original historical time and space, the coalition forces composed of Shandong princes had approached Hangu Pass countless times, but only a few were able to capture this majestic pass.

This time, the reason why Qin general Zhang Xi led his army to Hangu Pass was not because there was a strong enemy from Shandong knocking at the pass, but because the Qin State wanted to pass the pass after twenty years of dormancy and move eastward.

Looking at the mountains in the distance, he was speechless for a long time. A fighting spirit gradually built up in his eyes. Soon he would lead his army from here to show the prestige of Qin to the princes of the world.

That is, when Zhang Yu stood on the wall and looked into the distance, another burst of footsteps appeared behind him, and together with it there was an extremely hearty voice.

"General Zhang is so excited that he is here alone to watch the scenery."

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhang Zhuo already guessed the identity of the person without looking back. It was his lieutenant who was also the eldest son of Qin State, Ying Qian.

At the Qin Dynasty's court meeting that day, although Ying Shixi chose Zhang Xi instead of himself as the general, Ying Qian did not take this matter to heart.

Because whether it was competing for prestige in the Qin army or comparing the deployment of troops and generals in the battle formation, Ying Qian asked himself that he was no match for Zhang Yu.

Therefore, Ying Qian not only had no grudge against taking on the role of the commander-in-chief of the Qin Army, but actually believed that Ying Shixi's decision was very correct.

However, even if he failed to lead this army as a general, Ying Qian did not give up joining the army heading east this time.

On the night when the Qin State decided to send troops to intervene in the civil strife in the Western Zhou Dynasty, Ying Qian told his father Ying Shixi his thoughts and expressed his desire to go to the battlefield in person.

That night, with the help of the dim lights in the dormitory, looking at his young son in front of him, a smile full of relief appeared on Ying Shixi's face.

As a result, Ying Qian became the lieutenant of the commander-in-chief Zhang Yu and successfully joined the expedition.

As soon as the words on the wall were finished, Ying Qian's figure had already arrived in front of Zhang Xi, and his eyes were full of admiration when he looked at him.

"The last general, Zhang Xi, has met the eldest son."

"General, don't be like this." Seeing Zhang Yu across from him bowing to him, Ying Qian quickly stepped forward to stop him, "Now we are in the army. There is no eldest son of the Qin State, only the general's deputy general Ying Qian."

After finishing his sentence, Ying Qiandang took half a step back and gave a Qin military salute to Zhang Yu standing in front of him.

"The last general, Ying Qian, pays homage to the general."

Observing every move of Ying Qian in front of him, Zhang Yu's eyes were filled with admiration.

After spending so many days on the march, Zhang Yu could be said to be quite satisfied with this cheerful and informal eldest son of Qin State.

In Zhang's view, although the eldest son in front of him will not become the future King of Qin due to his family background, he is very likely to become an outstanding general.

After a thousand twists and turns in their hearts, Zhang Yu and Ying Qian's eyes finally connected, and a smile from the bottom of their hearts appeared on their faces.

The two of them stood behind the wall again, looking at the high mountains in front of them. They heard Ying Qian ask Zhang Xiu beside him in a deep voice: "General, can our army defeat the three Jin coalition forces this time?"

Upon hearing Ying Qian's inquiry, Zhang Xi was silent for a moment, and then his eyes became a little firm, "Although the war has not yet started, I will definitely do my best, and Qin will win."

"Qin will definitely win!"

…

"Report..."

"Your Majesty, Xiang Guo, Sima, Qin Guo, there is a silk letter sent from the direction of Hangu Pass."

When a loud report suddenly came from outside the hall, Wei Feng and three others, who were standing in front of a map in the hall to discuss the war, turned around in unison.

Looking in the direction from which the sound came, I saw a Wei army messenger wearing a red military uniform standing outside the main hall.

"Come in."

"Here."

Following Wei Feng's order, the messenger walked towards him quickly, and after a few breaths, a silk book from the front line appeared in front of him.

Taking the silk book from the hand of the messenger, Wei Feng quickly unfolded it, and immediately the seal characters appeared in Wei Feng's field of vision one by one.

After a few breaths, he handed the finished silk book to the hands of Uncle Cuo, the prime minister, and Wei Feng's attention returned to the map behind him.

Combining the contents recorded on the silk book, Wei Feng's eyes began to move rapidly over the mountains and rivers.

As his eyes shifted again and again, the general course of action of the 30,000 Qin troops under Zhang Yun's command was presented to Wei Feng.

After understanding everything, Wei Feng slowly withdrew his gaze, and then he asked his uncle Cuo in a deep voice: "Xiangguo, how is the situation in the Western Zhou Dynasty?"

"Everything goes well." Faced with Wei Feng's inquiry, Gongshu Cuo immediately bowed and replied: "Our three Jin coalition forces have been aggressively attacking in recent days. The soldiers under Gongzi Chao's command have been defeated, and they have chosen to retreat."

After listening to Gongshu Cuo's words, Wei Feng nodded slightly, "Young Master Chao knows that he is not my opponent in the Three Jin Dynasties, and he wants to pin his hopes on the Qin army that is about to arrive."

"Exactly." After listening to Wei Feng's analysis, Gongshu Cuo immediately stepped forward and analyzed in a deep voice: "The power of the Western Zhou Kingdom alone is far from being able to compare with our three Jins. Without the three Jins who are about to arrive,

Wan Qin’s army is afraid that Young Master Chao has already chosen to surrender.”

"Um."

After listening to Gongshu Cuo's analysis, he pondered for a while, and then heard Wei Feng give an order in a deep voice: "Instruct Gongsun Qi to secretly weaken the offensive a little. Without the bait of Gongshu Chao, our Wei State will not be able to catch big fish."

It’s fish.”

"I understand." Wei Feng's order was issued, and Gongshu Cuo immediately bowed to accept the order.

After making arrangements for the war situation in the Western Zhou Dynasty, Wei Feng turned his eyes to Sima Gongsun Qi and asked, "Sima, where are Pang Juan's troops now?"

"Your Majesty, I received a message yesterday that Pang Juan's troops have arrived at Zicheng. Wencheng is about a day's journey away."

"good."

Upon hearing Gongsun Qi's report, a relaxed smile immediately appeared on Wei Feng's face.

Now that Wei's preparations are almost ready, all they have to do is wait for Qin General Zhang Yu to arrive with an army of 30,000.
Chapter completed!