Five hundred and eighty-ninth chapter Tianzi first class
It was a cool night, and on the left and right sides of the Taihang Mountains were huge military camps that stretched for miles. The lights were soaring into the sky, and generals were constantly shuttling inside, sending groups of soldiers to various places according to the orders of the generals leading the army.
The upper three gates and the lower four gates are divided into 80,000 soldiers. The central army's shogunate is also home to 80,000 soldiers, 40,000 light armored infantry and 40,000 heavy armored light cavalry. Tonight, all move, in accordance with the secret troop deployment order.
Travel everywhere.
"Any fighter must use the right combination to win by surprise!"
"If you want to win this battle, you can't do it without the true king of martial arts. Looking at it now, the king also has foresight!"
On the towering cloud chariot in front of the shogunate of the Chinese army, General Meng Wu, Wang Jian, Zhou Qing and others were on the cloud chariot, overlooking the entire military camp and witnessing the mobilization and march of the armies.
The siege equipment was repaired overnight, and the feathered arrows were abundant and everything was ready. The logistics department of the army even cooked them with fat sheep to reward the soldiers and avenge the king.
Seeing the faces of the old Qin people rushing to the battlefield with joy, the three of them all had smiles on their faces. Then, General Meng Wu turned his body slightly and looked at Zhou Qing, then he said something solemn.
"General, please rest assured that this battle will not disappoint everyone's expectations, nor will it disappoint the king's expectations."
Zhou Qing bowed his hands and nodded deeply.
"Well, if our strategy is good, it only takes five days, and we should meet again."
Wang Jian, who was wearing heavy black armor, also spoke. He looked at the tens of thousands of soldiers below and at the Jingxingkou in the distance. He wanted to achieve the king's goal and minimize the losses of the Old Qin people. This was the only way.
"In the middle of Mao hour, the sky is dimly lit."
"Xuan Qing is ready!"
"General Wang Jian, farewell!"
According to the speed of the march, plus the obstacles and troubles encountered along the way, five days was indeed a sufficient time. As the sky grew brighter, the army was already stationed at Jingxingkou in a fixed order, waiting for the attack.
Feeling this, Zhou Qing did not stay on the cloud car any longer. He saluted again, and a mysterious purple light suddenly appeared under his feet, and disappeared as he stepped. General Meng Wu and Wang Jian looked at each other for a long time.
Half an hour later.
The sound of the trumpets sounded again just like yesterday. The Qin army pressed forward with strong bows and crossbows from three sides, chariots and soldiers in the ditch, cleared the roadblocks against horses, cleared all obstacles on the canyon, and moved forward on the dark path.
At the same time, to make up for last night's shortcomings, two groups of light infantry with a thousand men came up and entered from the mountains on both sides, intending to attack and kill the Zhao army ambushing in the mountain wall and prevent their cold arrows.
Not long after, rockets flew across the sky and long arrows roared, suppressing the ambushes on both sides of the mountain. Wide ladders were erected, and siege chariots advanced, hitting the city gates and attacking the battlements, a two-pronged approach.
In this battle, the old Qin people must win the dangerous pass!
"You see, a few days ago, it was the two of them who entered the palace to assassinate the king. Fortunately, the king was protected by Haotian and there was no serious problem."
Outside the south city of Xianyang, there is a gathering place for merchants and an area where common people can move freely. It is in the morning, the city gate is opened, and the prison car of Tingwei Mansion, protected by heavy soldiers, goes ten feet out of the city gate.
Wherever he passed, he aroused the interest of many old Qin people, as well as the interest of passing merchants. Looking through the past, anyone who knew the identity of the two people was very disdainful and kept saying harsh words.
A few days ago, news came from Xianyang Palace that shocked the entire Xianyang City. An assassin came from Zhao State and sneaked into the palace to assassinate the king. Although he did not succeed, he was only a little bit dangerous.
The news spread inside and outside the country, and the old Qin people in Xianyang City were extremely angry. The people of the Six Kingdoms of Shandong were really shameless. While they were talking about benevolence, justice, etiquette, and music, they were doing things that even the old Qin people felt ashamed of.
Now Qin and Zhao are at war. They cannot defeat the old Qin people on the battlefield, so they want to use strange tricks to assassinate the king. They really don’t know what the law is, and they just don’t know why the king doesn’t kill them!
According to the laws and regulations of the Qin Dynasty, those who commit this crime should be punished by the extermination of the nine tribes. It is not an exaggeration!
Thousands of eyes were focused on the wooden cart cage. Two men and women wearing gray and white prison uniforms, with disheveled hair, stayed together, motionless. There seemed to be several broken swords beside them.
"Hmph, Your Majesty, I will not kill you, but the old Qin people will not let you go. The Zhao people deserve to be killed!"
Suddenly, an angry and passionate person picked up a piece of gravel at his feet, looked at the prison cart, and threw it over. His accuracy was good, and it fell directly into the wooden cart cage and landed on the two men.
In an instant, when everyone around them saw what was happening, they all roared and picked up the short pieces of wood at their sides, picked up the eggs and vegetables sold by the merchants... and all kinds of things were thrown swarm towards the prison car.
The people in Tingwei's Mansion didn't pay much attention to this. In fact, deep down, they were very angry at the two people in the prison car. It was already a great kindness for the king to spare their lives.
"Damn the Zhao people. Although the old Qin people forbid private fights, it is only for the old Qin people themselves. If it is for outsiders, the government will not manage it. Jiujiu old Qin people, do you have the guts to kill this person with me later?
Two people.”
Pieces of broken, messy, pickled and dirty things fell from the sky, and they all fell into the prison car, covering the two people who were still motionless. Looking at the two people who did not resist, Old Qin was even more excited.
I'm so angry.
What, you have nothing to say now?
Where is the courage that I had when I entered the palace to assassinate the king?
Although the king will not kill, the old Qin people can. Over the past few years, the king has ordered the opening of the Zhengguo Canal, which has benefited millions of old Qin people in Guanzhong. They have also reduced taxes and corvees. The old Qin people are happy and are worried about how to thank the king.
Woolen cloth.
"I, I will go with you to kill these two people to repay your kindness."
"How can I, such a despicable person, have the dignity to live between heaven and earth!"
"I will kill these two as you please!"
"..."
In response to the call, one by one the old Qin people on both sides of the street responded. They looked at each other, suspended their movements, and followed the prison car closely to the outside of the city gate.
Not long after, the court officials and the other officials stopped walking and gave orders. They casually pulled the two figures out of the prison car and left them casually on the ground. They turned around and left without even wanting to take another look.
He ignored the large number of ill-intentioned Old Qin people following behind him. Anyway, the order he received was to throw these two people out of Xianyang City, and other matters were out of his control.
"kill!"
"Reward for the king!"
"..."
Dozens of old Qin people surrounded the two people who were slumped on the ground. After watching the officials of the Tingwei Mansion disappear into the city gate, without any hesitation, they picked up various simple weapons in their hands and rushed forward.
.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
In an instant, there was a clear sound of weapons clashing, and the many old Qin people who gathered around felt an extremely strong force, repelling themselves and unable to get close to the two men.
Deep in his eyes, he vaguely seemed to see a figure that was about to appear and then disappear.
"No, there are rangers from the Six Kingdoms of Shandong appearing!"
One person was astonished. Not long after the king issued the order to the rangers, unexpectedly, there were rangers openly appearing and causing chaos.
"Where are the people?"
Just as he was about to take action, in the blink of an eye, the two people who should have been cut to pieces disappeared, which was very strange.
"Hurry up and report to the Xianyang Order. A ranger has rescued those two people!"
The Old Qin people knew how to deal with the Rangers, and it was absolutely impossible to succeed with them. Immediately, many Old Qin people turned around and trotted towards the city, constantly cursing.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
At the same moment, when the old Qin people were at a loss, another group of dark figures came out from the tower of Nancheng, holding cold light swords and moving very fast, chasing the ranger who just kidnapped the two people.
go.
In the same place, only the sound of regret from the old Qin people was left, and only the sound of reluctance from the old Qin people was left! They failed to avenge the king, and failed to let those two people taste the anger of the old Qin people.
It's a pity.
"Hall Master, Luo is catching up!"
In a secret place a hundred feet away from the gate of the South City, three horse-drawn carriages have been waiting for a long time. Along with a figure approaching from a distance, someone quickly took two men in gray and white clothes from their hands.
men and women.
Although the movement was fast, the pursuers behind him were faster, and the people gathered around the carriage were alert.
"Hurry and put the Broken Sword Hero Fei Xue Nu into the carriage."
"Brother Guan, I'll leave the rest to you!"
In the carriage, a chuckle sounded, seemingly unconcerned and urging in an orderly manner. At the same time, he opened the curtain and looked at the man who had rescued the two heroes of Broken Sword before.
"Hall Master Zhu, please feel free to leave."
It was a young man, dressed in pure white tight-fitting brocade clothes, with a crown tied up. He had a handsome face and resolute eyebrows. Hearing the voice, he looked at the man in the carriage and bowed his hands, without any fear.
"Don't get entangled with Luo. This place is not far from Xianyang City. If we delay for a long time, I'm afraid some experts will come."
Wearing a grain crown on his head, his face was not visible, and a strange mask of laughter appeared. His little hands reached out from the carriage, and he bowed his hands in a salute, then looked at the dozen figures approaching in the distance.
Immediately, without stopping, he lowered the curtains and gave orders. The three carriages moved away from Xianyang in three directions and quickly drove away.
"If you want to chase them, you have to get through me first!"
The man in white watched the three carriages leave without changing his expression. He stroked the sword in his hand with one hand. Behind him, more than a dozen black figures approached. Without any words, the sharp sword light fell straight down.
A pale white mysterious light surged all over the body, a sword's cold light moved in all directions, the powerful sword energy swept across, and the body skills stepped into the void. The dozen or so Luo practitioners in front of them were only at the innate level and were not to be feared.
In just five breaths, the white figure stretched across the void and floated away, leaving behind broken arms and limbs on the ground. The whole process went smoothly, and those people did not even make a sound of pain.
However, not long after the white-clothed swordsman left, another group of more than ten black figures appeared. Looking at the traces of the battle at the scene, everyone looked at each other and frowned.
"Eight Winds Sword Qi!"
"He is a disciple of Zhaojianzhai, the guard who was killed by Lord Wu Zhen when Guan Zhongxie was killed. In recent years, Luo has been chasing this person, but his cultivation has already reached the level of the God of Transformation. If he is not a first-class killer with Tianzi, he may not be able to do anything to him."