The moonlight tonight seems to be so bright and round, hanging high in the depths of the void. In the courtyard in front of the general's residence, there is still endless banquet and joy, with endless singing, dancing and orchestral music.
Unfortunately, apart from that, the rest of the entire general's residence was already in chaos. As night fell, all the experts Bai Yifei had dispatched in advance were facing the people of the Mo family, the farmer's family, and the quicksand.
"With such poor strength, you are all scum in my eyes!"
Holding the tiger soul in his hand, he has a fierce tiger in his heart, and he can do anything against him. The sword light roars, and Tian Hu, the master of Chi You Hall, a farmer, is surrounded by the night. With a single sweep of his sword, a man of the night falls.
This time the matter was decided by Xiakui himself. Tian Hu had a happy face. In the past, there was no such joy in the Chu and Qi countries. Although his cultivation was not as good as becoming a god, he had the blessing of the tiger soul.
People at night are scum.
"Brother Tian Hu, it seems that this Tiger Soul Sword is really suitable for you!"
Not far away on one side, thousands of people with thousands of faces of the Zhu family were moving their body skills, and with a few clicks of their fingers, one person died in the night with his veins severed. Looking at Tian Hu, who was full of majesty and domineering power at this moment, he couldn't help but admire him.
Many years ago, the farmer made two sharp weapons by himself near Taiyi Mountain, an eagle soul sword and a tiger soul sword.
The Eagle Soul Sword was taken away by Xuan Qingzi of Tianzong, who is now the Marquis Wuzhen of the Qin State. Xia Kui was helpless.
However, luckily there was still a Tiger Soul sword left behind, and Xia Kui gave it to Tian Hu. In recent years, Tian Hu has been working with this sword, and his cultivation has improved greatly. Looking at it today, the Tiger Soul is indeed domineering.
If he waits until Tian Hu reaches the level of becoming a god, he will probably be ranked on the list of famous swordsmen.
"Hahaha!"
Tian Hu smiled brightly, and continued to attack with his sword, dealing with the Night Man around him. The surrounding farm disciples also fought hard, trying to wipe out all the Night Man.
"Commander Robber Zhi, the strength of the farm family is really not weak."
The strength of the Mohist family is compromised. Today, compared with the farmer's family, the Mohist disciples know better. The stealing plantar movement is extremely fast. The flywheel in the hand spins, and one by one the body of the night falls. A Mohist disciple next to him saw this and looked at the farmer's house in the distance.
The man sighed softly.
"farmhouse!"
"..., don't pay too much attention to it, deal with the people in the night first."
According to Juzi's analysis, the farmer's family may have some connection with the Qin State. Otherwise, in recent years, why would the people in the net have been killing the Moh family so much, but not paying much attention to the farmer's family.
Unless there are people within the farm family who can connect with the higher-ups of the Qin State and even pull the direction of the snare, this is something that the Mohist family cannot compare to. Now they can only avoid being chased by the snare as much as possible, otherwise the Mohist family will really be powerless.
"yes!"
The Mohist disciples nodded and continued to devote themselves to killing the enemy.
The moonlight is bright, and all the people in the night are all elite, supplemented by the elite soldiers transferred in at this moment. However, in the chaotic battle, strong bows and powerful weapons are useless. On the contrary, no matter how weak the cultivation is, the farmers and the Mohists cannot turn it over.
What a trick.
"Sir, the people from the Nong family and the Mo family are too powerful for us to resist."
In the central hall, the Emerald Tiger followed Bai Yifei's orders and sat here, controlling everything. He could not help but listen to the words of the elite night generals in front of him, with a sad look on his face.
"Sir, more than half of us have been killed or wounded!"
"Sir, the farmers are about to attack."
"Sir, what should I do?"
"..."
An hour later, the front courtyard of the general's residence slowly dispersed, and the central hall and rear courtyard gradually returned to calm.
In this battle, even if your clothes are bloody and your clothes are white, you will not die!
The emerald tiger is dead!
All the night elites are gone!
After tonight, in Xinzheng, although the night still has some residual power, it is no longer of use.
"The next step is up to you."
In another ordinary house in the northern city of Xinzheng, the top management of the Farmers, Mohists, and Liusha gathered together. They had already dealt with all the matters that needed to be dealt with. The future of South Korea was not in their hands.
The short Zhu family looked at the people in front of them. Although they would continue to stay in Xinzheng, they would not interfere too much because... the power of South Korea alone would definitely not be able to stop Qin.
If you want to preserve Korea, the only way is to unite. If you want to unite, it is of course the best thing to have the Guigu disciples here.
"Thank you for your help!"
Before Han Fei came forward, Zi Nu bowed and looked at Wei Zhuang, who had returned. She also knew the news in the general's residence, and Zhuang killed Bai Yifei with his own hands.
"That's it, it's already late tonight, so I won't bother you anymore."
After the matter was resolved and their mission was completed, the Zhu family and others did not stay in the house anymore. They left one after another. Next, hundreds of other families would come.
South Korea must not make any mistakes, otherwise Qin will attack and destroy South Korea and use it as a vanguard. It will overlook the Three Jin Dynasties and look down on the Shandong countries, and it will be unstoppable.
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"Farmer's family, Mo's family, Liusha... cousin, I will definitely avenge you."
"As a night spy, why didn't you inform your cousin in advance?"
Deep in the Korean palace, late at night, a man wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat appeared in a fragrant hall. The candlelight was not visible, and then two figures loomed in the moonlight outside the window.
The crisp sound was slow, and the wordless anger spread. He stepped on high black boots, and his body kept moving. The news brought by the raincoat guest just now flashed in his mind. In the general's mansion, his cousin was killed, and the Emerald Tiger
He was killed and suffered heavy losses during the night.
After tonight, I will be without any help outside the palace gate.
But if this person could inform his cousin in advance, things might not be like this. Mrs. Mingzhu looked at the person in front of her angrily with her beautiful eyes.
"I passed all the news to the Marquis, but I never thought that the people from the Nong family, the Moh family, and the Guigu family were too powerful, and they were in the general's mansion, and the elite soldiers could not help, so they would be succeeded by those people."
"Madam, for the present plan, we must plan a retreat."
Lin Yi Ke's voice was a little hoarse and low, and he couldn't hear the specific charm, but if he savored it carefully, it was filled with a little bit of regret, and the rest didn't have much emotion.
The night was already like this. Without the Marquis's 100,000 troops and the financial resources of the Emerald Tiger, he and his wife would be unable to do anything. There was no telling what those people would do to his wife in the future.
"Is there any way out?"
Madam Mingzhu raised her eyebrows lightly. Her cousin died and Ye Mu's strength was greatly damaged, but she did so out of resentment. However, what the coir raincoater said was correct. Now, the only way out awaited her.
"The Marquis told me secretly before that South Korea will inevitably fall. If it wants to survive, the only country that can survive is Qin."
"That's why I plan to make some plans after surrendering to the Qin Dynasty and send my wife to Xianyang Palace in person. With my wife's methods, I think it will be successful. As long as a son is born, Ye Ming can help."
"The world of Zhu Xia in the future may not fall into our hands."
The coir raincoat guest spoke slowly, his expression unchanged, and spoke out the plan he had made previously.
Korea must be destroyed, because the night is like this, Korea must also fall, but the night still exists. If you want to grow stronger, you must have a stronger backer. Among the Xia today, only Qin can do this.
"..., have you already taken action?"
Mrs. Mingzhu thought for a moment and asked.
Naturally, he has absolute confidence in matters concerning the harem. With his own appearance and his own methods, those ordinary women are no match for him. But now that his cousin is dead, if he wants to operate, he is powerless in the deep palace.
"I have already hooked up with Zhao Gao, the current young minister of the Qin State. He has won the trust of King Qin Yingzheng. With his help, it will be easy for my wife to enter Xianyang and win the favor of the King of Qin."
The coir raincoat guest replied.
“The quicksand is rising again, what should I do?”
Night can't help him, and the situation in Xinzheng will change drastically next, and he can't do anything about it. What if the quicksand people insist on capturing and killing themselves.
"If the King of Han does not die, who can do anything to get his wife?"
The coir raincoat guest chuckled.
"Now that Xinzheng has farmers, Mohists, Liusha, and Guigu helping them, can South Korea be destroyed?"
Mrs. Mingzhu is a little suspicious. According to the information she has received, the Shandong countries will not watch Korea being attacked and destroyed by Qin. If they join forces to attack Qin, what they are planning now is not a fool's errand.
"How can Korea not be destroyed when King Han is on the throne?"
Lin Yi Ke responded softly again.
After tomorrow, the situation in South Korea seems to have improved, but as long as the King of Korea controls the power of South Korea, South Korea will not be able to escape the fate of collapse.
What's more, although the disciples of Guigu are strong, under the great force of the general situation, relying on South Korea's two hundred miles and one hundred thousand soldiers, it is difficult for them to fight against the tiger and wolf troops of the Qin State. Today's Qin State is stronger than ever before.
All must be strong.
"So...very good."
After hearing all this, Mrs. Mingzhu felt at ease. As long as she was still valuable to Ye Mu, she would be safe. Since South Korea should be destroyed, she should have made plans early.
"I will wait for you madam in Xianyang!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the coir raincoat guest disappeared.
Madam Mingzhu, who was left alone in the deep palace hall, watched the man in raincoat go away, her strange amber eyes bloomed with mysterious light, her body turned slightly, and she slowly walked towards the depths. It was already getting late.
Early the next morning!
General Hou Bai Yifei died in blood clothes. Xinzheng was shocked. The King of Han was furious in the court and wanted to capture the murderer. However, under the persuasion of Han Yu and others in Kaikai, they decided to rectify Bai Yifei's remaining strength.
The imperial council recommended that the royal army general Han Chou be sent as the general, commanding 100,000 troops outside the city, and rectifying the anomalies in Xinzheng as soon as possible.
At the same time, a man in black clothes and silver hair joined the general's staff as a military advisor!
Seven days later, more military strategists, Confucianists, and hundreds of others entered Xinzheng.
The remaining months are fleeting, autumn is approaching, and the documents from Nanyang Wancheng have been issued. According to the scheduled date, the ceremony was carried out to truly take charge of the land ceded by South Korea.
At that time, it was clear on the document that the King of Han and the Prime Minister of South Korea must hand over everything in person and see the grand event at a glance, as an act of professing their vassalage.
Five days before autumn, 130,000 troops from Nanyang marched to the land of Changshe, which was a hundred miles away from Xinzheng. Mengwu, the camp outside the pass, marched to Chen Bingzhaiyang, with 170,000 troops, which was 300 miles away from Xinzheng.
It is the normal mobilization of soldiers of Qin State within its territory.