Wearing black battle armor, the densely packed black-armored Qin troops marched one after another to camp at the foot of Xinzheng City.
There were probably nearly ten thousand people, all soldiers drawn from the garrisons in various places in Yingchuan County. They cut wood and set up camp outside the city, building some ladders and other siege equipment.
With Qin's legal and social systems and the level of enforcement of laws, it would be extremely easy to mobilize soldiers.
Tian Yan stood on the top of the city, side by side with Wei Zhuang, looking at the scenery outside the city.
In fact, just standing at the top of the city, I couldn't see anything clearly except the scenery outside the city.
However, it has become her daily hobby to quarrel with Wei Zhuang on the city wall every day.
Chi Lian and Bai Feng were not by his side, presumably to set up defenses.
The shark-tooth sword rested calmly on the city wall, quietly waiting for the opportunity to take it out of its sheath and drink blood.
“The Duke of Zhou spits out his breasts, and the world returns to its heart.
Mr. Wei Yan's ambition seems to be far more terrifying than your swordsmanship." Wei Zhuang held one hand on the city wall and raised his eyes to look at the sky in the distance.
In the past few days, in addition to daily arrangements and even related to swordsmanship, he has been reciting Tian Yan's work day and night. "The mountains never get too high, the sea never gets too deep, the Duke of Zhou spits out his breasts, and the world returns to its heart." These few lines are very interesting.
Win his heart.
Benevolent people have different opinions. In his opinion, the spirit of this poem is simply magnificent to an extreme.
He had to admit that it was not unreasonable for Tian Yan to be so valued by that old monster Wan Zhang.
With Gui Gu's eyesight, it is not difficult to see that this will be a masterpiece that will be handed down from generation to generation.
This masterpiece and the name of its author also spread with the propaganda of Korean nobles.
"Brother Wei Zhuang is ridiculous." Tian Yan said with a smile, his Confucian clothes and black hair fluttering in the wind, his face was handsome and inexplicably chic.
And in addition to martial arts, Tian Yan has also demonstrated some other abilities. For example, she conquered Lieshan Hall for her own use, and other methods, which seem to be far better than other farm hall masters.
Being an alliance with someone like Wei Yan is a very strange experience.
You never know what trump card she will come up with to surprise you next.
It seems that the bottom will never be reached.
This is one of the reasons why he chose "Dawn" as his alliance.
"Selecting talents and talents seems to be a far-reaching plan." Wei Zhuang asked.
“The phoenix will not live unless it is a phoenix tree, it will not eat unless it is a bamboo tree, and it will not drink unless it is a sweet spring spring.
Stopping when you understand something is wrong is to avoid fighting." Tian Yan looked into the distance meaningfully.
"Zhuangzi, it is true that his ambitions are noble." Wei Zhuang said with a curve at the corner of his mouth.
But for Guigu, the distance is far less than that for ordinary people.
"Brother Wei Zhuang misunderstood.
I mean, when the sycamore flowers bloom, the phoenix comes.
All I can do is to make myself stronger. As for which tree the bird is willing to rest on, it is beyond my control." Tian Yan smiled, turned around, and walked down the city wall.
The yellow Confucian uniform flutters in the wind.
The jade bracelet on the waist and the sword complement each other so well.
…
On a mountain road.
A pair of cavalrymen with more than a thousand riders, and even densely packed black-armored Qin soldiers, were guarding a luxurious four-horse carriage, heading towards Xinzheng.
The black-armored Qin troops were all wearing strong armor and had neat military appearance. Following their neat footsteps, the earth seemed to tremble with every step they took, and the air was filled with cold murderous intent.
Like a black tide, an indestructible torrent of steel, like a black cloud, it seems that it is brewing an angry thunder that will destroy everything.
The soldiers of the Qin army lined up neatly and could not be seen to the side at a glance.
Looking at the number, there were no less than 10,000 soldiers following the carriage.
And the more than a thousand cavalrymen at the head are all the elite dragon and tiger cavalry of the Qin State. Among the cavalry of the Qin State, this is the most terrifying unit after the golden fire cavalry.
The cavalry was originally one of the most terrifying arms in the cold weapon era, not to mention a terrifying elite division like the Dragon and Tiger Cavalry.
As for the carriage they were guarding in the middle, judging from its specifications, its owner must also be extremely noble.
In front of the four carriages, the coachman was an old man dressed in black, with an ordinary bronze Chu sword hanging from his waist, but with a deep and long aura.
His beard and hair are all white, his face is wrinkled, and the sword and scabbard on his waist are slightly broken.
This old man actually has no sense of existence, he seems to be just an ordinary groom.
But everyone knows that this person can never be simple.
Because in the carriage he was guarding, he was sitting on top of the carriage, the Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty, Lord Changping!
Suddenly, a man in black on horseback galloped toward the large group of people in the distance.
A leader of the Dragon and Tiger Cavalry stepped forward and was about to ask a question when he saw the man in black casually throwing out a token symbolizing the identity of Lord Changping.
The officer caught the order, confirmed it was correct, and quickly moved out of the way. Then he waved his hand to signal his subordinates to move out of the way as well.
The dragon and tiger cavalry consciously moved out of the way to let this person pass.
The man in black quickly came to the four carriages, reached out and took out a bamboo slip from his arms, and handed it to the old man in black in front of the carriage.
It was still three to four days or more to go to Xinzheng. Lord Changping sent out scouts and sentries to inquire about the military situation ahead and collect intelligence at the same time.
The old man didn't take it. He waved his hand and an invisible movement appeared in his palm, taking the bamboo slip into his hand.
The old man carefully inspected the bamboo slips to make sure that nothing outrageous was hidden. Soon, the bamboo slips reached their final point.
In the hands of Xiong Qi, Lord of Changping.
The man in black rode a horse and followed Mr. Changping to the side of his carriage, waiting for Mr. Changping's questioning.
Lord Changping was sitting in the carriage, wearing a luxurious robe. He stretched out his hand and slowly opened the bamboo slips, with a look of exhaustion flashing in his eyes on his heroic face.
Judging from the intelligence he had received this time, although Xinzheng City was lost inexplicably, all the counties in Yingchuan County were still there. The interrogation army did not spread out to attack the surrounding areas, but gathered the entire army and huddled in Xinzheng City.
The King of Qin has urgently ordered the surrounding counties to summon soldiers, dead soldiers, civilians, prisoners, etc. to set up camp for them and prepare some siege equipment.
As well as preparing food and grass, etc.
He personally led more than a thousand dragon and tiger cavalry and more than ten thousand elite soldiers, and rushed to Xinzheng City with all his strength.
The enemy's strange movements and the incomprehensible thoughts of King Qin all made him feel like a light on his back.
It would be fine if he was really a hero with a clear conscience. He would be open and honest at this moment, but it's a pity that he is not.
Yan Dan was nominally the mastermind behind Jing Ke's assassination of Qin, but in fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that he was the mastermind behind it.
From the time when Marquis Changxin rebelled and they joined forces to quell the rebellion to now, he has watched King Qin grow up step by step. In the past, they used King Qin's future to threaten Lao Ai and stepped on him to reach a higher position.
Now, it was his turn to be afraid.
The journey was tiring, and even he, after traveling for such a long time, was a little bit too much.
When you are in a high position, you cannot rest for a moment.
After a stick of incense...
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