"General Chengtou will immediately report to the King of Han. If the King of Han surrenders within an hour, everyone in Xinzheng will be safe!"
"The King of Han refused to surrender, so the three armies came together and immediately attacked the city. In the meantime, everything was destroyed, and the King of Han took the blame on himself."
Half an hour after the documents were shot onto the city gate's archery tower, another officer shouted loudly.
Two miles away from the city, hundreds of thousands of troops arrived one after another. They were waiting in full force. It was up to the King of Han to decide.
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"Prince, what are your plans to repel the enemy?"
Han Wangan looked older and older. Between his brows and eyebrows, there was no longer any strategizing momentum in the past. Instead, there were only sighs and coughs, and his eyes kept falling for help.
In the West Palace of Xinzheng City, there are currently no ministers left in the court. Prince Han Yu is there, Zhang Liang is there, and Han Qiu is there. Other than that, none of the central ministers are here.
Either they have left, or they have taken a leave of absence due to illness.
"Father, nearly 200,000 troops are now staying in Xinzheng to defend it. After three months, the five countries of Shandong will come to rescue us. At that time, we should reorganize the mountains and rivers in the name of shaking Korea."
Han Yu felt a little bitter in his heart. He had not been the prince for a few years and had not tasted the glory of the king. He could never surrender. Moreover, he was the prince of South Korea.
If the father chooses to surrender, then the father may have no worries, but the Korean royal family will be slaughtered and plundered. This is inevitable. If you die, you will die. If you continue to defend, there will be a glimmer of hope.
Naturally, it’s a good choice.
"Can you really defend yourself for three months?"
King Han An was extremely uneasy. Although he had not paid much attention to the situation in Xinzheng recently, he also knew that there was not much food stored and the expenses in the palace had already been reduced.
"Can!"
Prince Han Yu gave an affirmative answer.
"What do you think, General?"
Han Wangan felt calm for a moment, but still focused his attention on Han Qiu.
"Can be defended."
Han Qiu thought for a while and gave a response.
"That being the case, the defense of Xinzheng will be left to the crown prince and the general. Xinzheng must be defended."
Han Wangan did not want to become the leader of the country's subjugation and defended against the Qin army outside the city. Since both of them were confident in their words, it was possible to think about it. Although he felt at ease, he still had panic thoughts.
"Live up to my father's expectations."
Prince Han Yu bowed his hands and said deeply.
Han Qiu also saluted.
Inside the palace, silence is not the norm, but the city of Xinzheng at this moment is in chaos. With the return of the 90,000 troops from Lianshui, plus the original 100,000 soldiers, the entire Xinzheng city has already been in chaos.
The order was also out of order, and soldiers were required to maintain it, but the returning soldiers were dissatisfied. After returning to Xinzheng, they had no suitable shelter, no enough food to fill their stomachs, and were treated coldly by other people in Xinzheng.
All were dissatisfied.
"Ninth Young Master, your Majesty is determined to hold on."
Zhang Liang returned and responded to the news.
For Han Fei, this news was unexpected.
"How about a strong attack by Qin in one hour?"
His face was still so calm. After knowing that the food and grass in the ovary were burned, he knew that Wei Zhuang would retreat. Now the defense is within Xinzheng, with an extra 200,000 soldiers out of thin air.
Including the original people of Xinzheng, the total adds up to more than 400,000 people. Every day is a huge disaster for Xinzheng's food reserves.
According to the documents of the Qin State, Xinzheng will be attacked in an hour. He said so and looked at Wei Zhuang.
"The city is here, Xinzheng is here!"
If the Qin army fails to break through the city of Xinzheng with its fierce firepower, holding on for three months is nothing.
The power of fierce fire and oil was known to all countries when the Qin army broke through Jingxing Pass during the war between Qin and Zhao. This extremely powerful force was devastating to the city.
"If the city...is not there, what can we do?"
When the Qin army attacks the city, they will never give South Korea three months to defend it. They will definitely use various means. If they can directly defeat the city, it goes without saying that everything will happen. If they cannot defeat the city, misfortunes may happen again and again in Xinzheng.
"If you had stayed in Qin and saved Korea, you wouldn't have done anything like now?"
Although Wei Zhuang, whose memory has been sealed, is unfamiliar to Han Fei, he should have had contact with him before. Han Fei could have protected South Korea when he entered South Korea. No matter what happened, there would be no current situation. Even if he wanted to come to the King of Han like Wei Guo,
It's also acceptable.
Of course, it is useless to say that now.
Everyone must pay the due price for their own choices.
Calculating the time, it is not far away from an hour. I wonder how the Qin army will take action.
"Just wait a moment."
Han Fei's expression did not change. He turned slightly and looked around, looking at the four gates of Xinzheng. All the past events were rolling in the back of his mind.
He narrowed his eyes quietly and listened to the sounds of heaven and earth.
The rest of the people around them felt this atmosphere and said nothing. Xinzheng has now reached its most dangerous moment.
It's only an hour waiting for them.
After an hour, the Qin army failed to directly break the city, and South Korea may have hope!
If the city is destroyed, everything will stop!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
While waiting, an hour seemed to pass very quickly. Along with the roaring sounds coming from the east gate of Xinzheng, the whole land of Xinzheng was shaken.
"Marquis Wu Zhen, there have long been rumors that the power of Fierce Fire Oil is extraordinary and domineering. After today's inspection, it is indeed true."
The trench chariots pressed forward, the crossbowmen pressed forward, and the siege cloud chariots advanced. Hundreds and thousands of soldiers moved forward at the four gates, outside the east gate of Xinzheng. They looked at the bright flames bursting out of the city gates at this moment, even though they were far apart.
Far away, you can still feel the traces of energy aftermath.
"The fire oil is now available in the Xia, in the Qin State's Longxi region, in the Yan State's Liaodong region, and in Lingnan and Baiyue. However, as far as I know, the Yan State has not sold it."
"Although the city is solid, it is a city that has been around for hundreds of years."
Xinzheng was the original capital of the Zheng State. It has been passed down for hundreds of years in the Zheng State. More than a hundred years ago, after Korea destroyed Zheng, the capital was moved here. Although it is now fortified.
It's just a frail old man wearing a new coat, which is of no use.
"With the force of one blow, there were already cracks in the city wall."
The power of the fierce fire oil just burst out with surging force, the earth trembled, and the city wall swayed obviously. As expected, the inside of the wall was damaged. With just a gentle push, the city wall collapsed.
Hearing this, Zhou Shan waved his hands and looked at Ye Teng.
Immediately, a large siege vehicle advanced, and hundreds of people joined forces, with arrows all over the sky. They carried shields and stared at the various kerosene, stones and other objects falling on the city wall, and they slammed into the city gate.
With the domineering power of the fierce fire oil before, there was another blow.
Suddenly, the entire heavy city gate of Gundam was shattered into pieces.
The east gate of Xinzheng was lost.
"Well, Marquis Wu Zhen, is this the Korean prince Han Fei?"
The city gate did not exist, and the victory over Korea had been announced. The three armies were about to move together, but they saw a bronze chariot slowly coming out of the city gate. Although the sound it made while walking was unpleasant, it was the sound of Jin Han.
symbol of the time.
Ye Teng looked over and towards Marquis Wu Zhen.
"Let him come near."
As soon as the order was given, the three armies stopped.
In front of the chaotic battlefield at the city gate, a road was automatically left open enough for the bronze cart to pass. However, various archers and crossbowmen were still holding down the formation, with horses pulling behind them. After half a stick of incense, they were in front of Zhou Qing and others.
"Mr. Han Fei, you... made a very unwise decision!"
Last year, Han Fei left Xianyang Central Academy, leaving a letter of resignation and then left.
Regarding this matter, Brother Wang didn't say much, neither did the government or the public, and Zhou Qing didn't say much either. He did what he had to do, but he... still wanted to seek his own death.
"This is a fine French wine collected in South Korea. Please taste it, Marquis Wu Zhen."
The purple-robed bronze chariot was of extraordinary elegance, with an aura of tranquility spreading all over its body. Facing the Qin State's more than 100,000 troops in front of it, it showed no fear. He put down the reins in his hands, bent down and took out a jar of old wine from the chariot.
He took out two bowls and dishes from the car, took off the seals, and the aroma of wine filled the air. He held the altar in one hand and the bowl in the other, poured one over and faced Zhou Qing.
"Consolidate your wishes."
With a wave of his hand, an invisible force spread, and the wine in Han Fei's hand flew smoothly into his hand. He took a gentle sniff and found that it was indeed no ordinary wine.
"Han Fei entered the Qin Dynasty and was favored by Marquis Wuzhen. He will not suffer any disaster. Please!"
As soon as the words came out, he held the wine cup in both hands and drank it all in one gulp. Zhou Qing did the same.
Later, when the year passed, a bouquet of fine wine burst out and fell into the cup.
"Han Fei entered the Qin Dynasty and was favored by the King of Qin. He wanted to practice law in the world. This is Han Fei's luck. Although it was difficult to say, the King of Qin never looked down upon him. This is an act of a close friend. Please!"
Pour a cup again.
He looked towards Zhou Qing and drank it all in one gulp.
The same is true for Zhou Qing.
After counting the interest, it will be filled up again.
"He is extremely considerate and does public service without caring about private interests. Han Fei is not as good as Lord Shang!"
"Shang Jun's integrity protects the law and education! Han Fei's integrity preserves Han's immortality!"
"Han Fei is as different from Mr. Shang as he is from the soil of Mount Tai, so I am ashamed!"
"With the knowledge of Dao, but without the heart of the world, Han Fei has no face to stand in the world!"
Han Fei, a great talent in Legalism, could not defeat Han Fei, who respected the royal bloodline.
Perhaps he knew this from the beginning and had an insight into it. He could not defeat his innate ethnic identity. As long as he was alive, he was doomed to go on forever.
Han Fei admires himself, but... he also hates himself. Han Fei, who is a scholar, has succumbed to his royal blood. What value does Han Fei have?
If one Han Fei cannot melt another Han Fei, how can he die, leaving his doctrine to remain in the world, and his soul to be buried with him? The images he saw in the Nilin Sword in the past are rolling through his mind.
He died after all.
One word and one drink.
He smiled softly at Wu Zhenhou in front of him, and gently stroked the Nilin Sword beside him with one hand. Maybe he would be the only one who could accompany him for a long time in the future.
"Marquis Wu Zhen, it seems that Han Fei will never see the day when the law will be enforced in the world."
He adjusted his clothes a little, turned around and looked at Xinzheng at this moment, his eyes seemed to be through all kinds of things, he saw the quicksand people, the purple girl, Brother Wei Zhuang, the beloved Princess Honglian, the rare talented ovary, the four
Brother, father...
"Way to go!"
The dishes in his hands turned into ashes, he turned over and dismounted, and bowed to Han Fei.