Under the gaze of countless double eyes, Yang Ming directly inserted the Canglong Wentian Ji into the ground, pulled a saddle, sat down on his knees with his sword, and then let out a long breath.
"Chief Zheng is fine?" Wei Qi, the only old man in the imperial guard, came to Yang Ming and asked with a bowl of wine.
"It seems like nothing is wrong?" Yang Ming took the wine bowl and drank it all in one go. Yang Ming didn't like or hate the wine, but at present, the wine is also a good thing, at least it is more suitable for the taste than the water in the Jingshui River.
"Why do you have to hold on with your own? The soldiers are not unable to fight anymore. In the last hour, let the soldiers watch Zhongcheng, fight alone in front of you. This can be said to have violated the military order." Wei Xu said on the side.
"Everyone, sit down and rest. Could it be that you still have the strength to stand now?" Yang Ming signaled everyone to sit down and said.
"What you said is right, but who made this Zhongcheng's martial arts powerful? I can survive a few more people if I hold on for a while." Yang Ming sighed.
If possible, Yang Ming didn't want to fight to the death, but wasn't there any way? Isn't it true that these guards would be able to top them in the last hour.
"Aren't I living well now? With one life and the family that followed, I've made a lot of money." Yang Ming said as he laughed loudly, as if I had made a lot of money.
"Master Zhongcheng!" A sentence fell into the ears of the guards, and exploded in their hearts like thunder.
Since all the guards of Ganquan Palace were taken away by Yang Ming, Zhao Ji has temporarily lived in Xianyang Palace. After all, only Xianyang Palace has a guard. Unlike Ganquan Palace, there are few people guarding the door.
Yang Ming has no such hobby yet when he takes control of his own airs in front of these guards.
"What did the Chief Secretary forget?" An imperial guard couldn't help asking.
Is the little guy okay? Isn’t his martial arts very powerful? It should be fine, but he is the leader and the most dangerous person. On the battlefield, there is no sword and sword. For a moment, Zhao Ji no longer dares to think about it anymore.
"Zhu Hai? The one in the armored gate?" Zhao Ji asked back.
"Finally retreated." Wang Jian, who had not slept all night on the wall of the city, looked at the retreating enemy forces for a while and was inexplicably confused. This battle was finally over, and the next thing was no longer theirs.
"Prince Bai, organize the people and bring the guards to the city. They are the biggest contributors in this war." Wang Jian ordered the county magistrate of the city beside him.
The withdrawal of the Zhao-Wei coalition forces allowed Lu Buwei, who had been running reinforcements dozens of miles away, decisively ordered the pursuit of the enemy, and allowed the Zhao-Wei coalition forces to appear in Guanzhong. This was a major mistake in itself, and it was not completely covered by the victory of the war. If the Zhao-Wei coalition forces were allowed to withdraw safely from the Qin border, then Lu Buwei's face would be a little painful.
At this time, the Zhao-Wei coalition forces who came to cross the river were only less than 10,000 remaining soldiers. When they completely withdrew from the Qin border, this number would only be even smaller.
"So many casualties?" Zhao Ji heard this, and a look of worry appeared between her happy eyebrows.
For a moment, the solemn atmosphere of the entire sandbank was instantly broken.
When he comes back, will the Ai family admit it? If the Ai family doesn't agree, no one except the Ai family knows. Who can say what the Ai family has? But at that time... would it be bad if the Ai family doesn't agree? But is that just too shameful? How could the Ai family do such a thing? For a moment, Zhao Ji felt a confused face in her mind.
The war under the city of Lucheng was so tragic that King Zheng of Qin could imagine.
The battle between the five countries in the spring of the sixth year of the Qin Dynasty, which took place, ended in a slight manner.
"It is said that there were heavy casualties, everyone was injured, and in the end less than 300 people could participate in the war." Qin Wang Zheng said solemnly.
However, the Hedong County Magistrate was too greedy. He only needed to burn the floating bridge and forbid the ships on both sides of the river to completely block the Zhao-Wei coalition forces on the other side of the river. However, he felt that such a lack of credit was to make him lose his merits, so he chose the stupidest method.
"It's a big deal to you. I won't give me a chance. Just sit there, sit there. Could it be that I'll keep looking up at you?" Yang Ming waved his hand.
After a defeat, Lu Buwei realized his shortcomings, but if he let the Zhao-Wei coalition forces go, he would be really unwilling to give up. For a moment, Lu Buwei experienced a feeling of being unable to advance or retreat.
When Wei Wuji took Zhu Hai to live in Zhao State, Zhao Ji and Qin Wang Zheng were also in Zhao State, because Zhao Ji knew Zhu Hai's name.
Various ideas were intertwined, and even a scene that happened to Yang Ming to escape that night when she forced Yang Ming to stay.
Finally won, don't worry.
The Zhao-Wei coalition forces retreated very quickly, but they still encountered major problems in Hedong County. The Hedong County Magistrate blocked the Yellow River Ferry with thousands of troops.
"The coalition forces that Zhao Wei rushed to Guanzhong were blocked by Yang... Yang Ming and Wang Jian. Zhongfu of Hangu Pass used the plan to severely damage the main force of the Chu army. Returning to Guanzhong, the Zhao Wei coalition forces had to retreat. In this way, the five-nation coalition forces outside Hangu Pass naturally did not have the courage to fight again." Qin Wang Zheng, who was in a good mood, explained to Zhao Ji.
One by one life, one by one family, they themselves and their parents, wife and children. For a moment, the still alive guards stood up one by one and lined up in front of Yang Ming, just like the usual teams to train.
"It's the sect leader of the armored sect." Qin Wangzheng looked at Zhao Ji and said.
"In the latest battle, I forgot to say something very stylish. What a pity, I actually forgot about such a good opportunity. It's such a pity, regret." Yang Ming said with a sad look that I lost 10,000 gold.
"So, did our army win?" Zhao Ji looked at the military newspaper handed over by King Zheng of Qin, and joy appeared in her eyebrows.
...
Actually, it’s not impossible. While Zhao Ji was thinking, Danzhu’s fingers subconsciously stroked her lips.
"As soon as the five-nation coalition forces are gone, we can be worry-free for the time being, but it is ridiculous that the little Wei State dares to join in the fun." Qin Wang Zheng sneered.
In addition to being happy, King Zheng of Qin could not help but feel a little worried. After this battle, Lu Buwei's reputation would undoubtedly reach its peak. Meng Ao is old again. The new general candidate is still a question. Who will succeed to the position of General? If it is Lu Buwei's person, the trouble will be quite big.
The conflict between the young king and the prime minister had already begun to show signs without realizing it.