Although Yu Liao's heart turned around, he still had a smile and a calm expression on his face, and did not say much. Presumably Wei Zhe also understood Ying Zheng's intention, but even if he understood Ying Zheng's plan, he couldn't stop it.
Chief Ying of Zhichong bowed his head and said sincerely: "Your Majesty is truly a wise and tolerant king. The king of this world took this king in response to the power of heaven. As it should be, I would like to express my thanks to Zhao Bing for the grace of my king's life!"
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Ying Zheng nodded, he did not hide his intention, but Wei Zhe also knew that even if he had a plan, he did do something beneficial to Zhao Bing, and he deserved this thank you, not to mention in Wei Zhe's eyes
Come, Ying Zheng can openly tell him his plans without any concealment. It is not only a matter of trust, but also his calm style, which is even more admirable.
He smiled slightly and then ordered Meng Tian: "We will no longer attack the city for the time being. The soldiers will retreat behind the shield soldiers. Later, Wei Gong will write a handwritten letter to the king of Zhao to act first, and the inside story of killing Lian Po, and then there will be something about Handan City."
, once it is written down, I am afraid that Zhao Bing will not know what happened here. He is so loyal to the Zhao royal family. I would like to know. If Zhao Bing learns that all his fathers and relatives died at the hands of King Zhao, Lian Po will also be silenced. I don’t know.
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After he finished speaking, a cold smile appeared on his face. Although it was a smile, the smile made people feel cold from the soles of their feet to their hearts at the sight of it.
Jun Xin knew clearly about Lian Po's murder. I'm afraid Zhao Bing was still kept in the dark at this time. Otherwise, even if some of them were foolish and loyal people, if most people knew on the surface that King Zhao was the one who caused Handan
I am afraid that the murderer of the tragic situation in the city is still resistant to the Qin State, and it is impossible to be so loyal to the Zhao State at this time. He is completely defending the city with all his strength, even if he dies, he will have to support him. If he knows this
I don’t know how low Zhao Bing’s morale will be!”
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Ying Zheng laughed wantonly, and the royal crown on his head swayed with his smile, casting shadows on his face, making his expression even more gloomy.
Wei Zhe took out the cloth with a pen, thought about it, then wrote an impassioned message with one swipe, put down the pen, and handed the cloth into Meng Tian's hand. When Meng Tian heard Ying Zheng talking about Lian Po's death, he was
He was stunned for a moment, and now he spread out the cloth and took a look, and his face turned dark. He had fought with Lian Po once. Although he escaped from Anyi in embarrassment from his hands, he admired the veteran very much in his heart. The Qin State could only use tricks against Lian Po.
Forget it, after all, the two countries are in a fight to the death. It is reasonable for Yingzheng to want to eradicate Lian Po and win easily. But Zhao Yan, the king of Xiangxiang, is the king of Zhao, and Lian Po is loyal to him. He did not expect the end
He was actually killed because of such an absurd conclusion!
At this time, Meng Tian deeply felt that Lian Po was really a secret traitor. It was a pity that he refused to surrender when Wu'an Lord Li Mu went to persuade him. Otherwise, how could he have ended up in such a disgraceful state? It would have been Zhao Yan's suspicion and suspicion.
, died and was stigmatized as a collaborator and rebel. If he knew something underground, I am afraid that even if he died, he would not be able to rest in peace at this time. Meng Tian sighed, thinking of the figure he saw from a distance at that time, he couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
It was a pity for him, but at this moment he held the piece of cloth and knew that capturing Dongyang within an hour today was no longer a dream. After all, emotions were limited, and his reason quickly made him bow and strode out of the camp.
Not long after, the golden sound of withdrawing troops from the Qin Kingdom rang out. Just when the fighting was in full swing, Sima Shang just ordered everyone to get new bows and arrows for him. When he refused to give up and continued to shoot arrows at Ying Zheng's chariot, he heard from the other side.
There was the sound of troops withdrawing! He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Although the Qin State had not occupied Dongyang at this time, it definitely occupied a favorable position. As long as Huang Yuchun and others had not arrived in a day or two, Dongyang would probably be in trouble.
After knowing the master, and even seeing the power of the spear-throwing soldiers and the extremely powerful crossbows among the Qin army, Sima Shang had the worst premonition in his heart that if the attack continued, Dongyang might not be able to defend it today.
At this time, with the sound of gold ringing, the Qin soldiers ran back into the distance like the ebbing tide. Sima Shang breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously. When he saw the Qin soldiers retreating, he felt that he was completely weak.
, once you relax after being tense, you will feel uncomfortable everywhere on your body. It is simply worse than the feeling after you go into battle to kill the enemy in person.
"Finally retreated." Sima Shang had the same thought as many of the Zhao soldiers. He unconsciously said such a sentence. However, the general Le Jian frowned and his eyes were solemn. When he heard this
In one sentence, he shook his head: "I'm afraid this matter is not that simple."
One sentence, Sima Shang's heart that had just faded away was lifted up again. Lejian looked into the distance and squinted his eyes for a while: "Now the Qin soldiers attacking the city have temporarily retreated, but the chariots driven by the King of Qin are driving
He did not take half a step back, but instead stepped forward. If I am not mistaken, I am afraid that Qin Jun has another move!" The surprise and relaxation in Sima Shang's heart had not yet completely faded away, and when he heard these words, his heart suddenly felt like someone was beating him hard.
After beating it, he put his hand on the city wall, leaned forward and looked into the distance. In fact, the distance he stood on the edge of the city was almost as clear as what he could see when he leaned over, but Sima Shang subconsciously felt that he
Some couldn't believe what Le Jian said, fearing that it would come true, but unexpectedly, even if he could see clearly, he had to admit that Le Jian's words were reasonable.
The Qin army was well-equipped and the soldiers were brave. For no reason, even though they were obviously sure of victory, they still offered money to withdraw their troops. There must be another conspiracy. Sima Shang's palms were extremely slippery. Not only were they stained with sweat, but the cold and hard city walls were stained with blood.
A thick layer of blood stains became moist and sticky, and the suffocating smell of blood spread in the air. The wall seemed to be stained with the blood of the soldiers and became warm. It may also have been used by Zhao Bing.
When blood poured on the city wall, the blood solidified layer by layer, and finally the cold wall bricks and soil were completely wrapped in blood clots. Sima Shang's heart was clouded, and before he could speak, the Qin soldiers on the opposite side had already started singing in unison.
I heard the old songs of Zhao State in Handan City in the past
Sima Shang was full of doubts and did not understand the meaning of this song. However, many Zhao soldiers on the city wall had sad expressions. The strength of the swords and arrows that many of them held tightly in their hands suddenly relaxed a lot, and their expressions that were originally bent on death gradually faded away.
With the loosening and change, many people even hummed along with the song involuntarily. Then, there was a deathly silence, and many people shed tears.
Since the city of Handan was broken, the Zhao soldiers had lost their parents, wives, children, relatives, and friends. They all fled to Wei with the King of Zhao. They were looked down upon by others. The King of Zhao was fatuous and incompetent. Even the royal capital, Handan, was lost. Many soldiers' families were ruined.
, is also homeless, and has not lived a stable life in these years. Where can I have the leisure and leisure to listen to singing and dancing? Now hearing this familiar poem from the past, many people can't help but hum along or cry along, and their fighting spirit is full.
none!
If he didn't know what the other party was planning at this time, Sima Shang would have called him a general in vain. His face was livid, but it was too late to react at this time. The mood of the Zhao soldiers had been affected by the singing, and they couldn't help themselves. If he forced the interruption at this time,
The worries of homesickness and country in their hearts may eventually lead to resistance in the hearts of the soldiers who have been leading the army for many years. They have never encountered such a thing. Sima Shang suddenly panicked, and Le Jian on the side also had a look of panic on his face.
, they thought that the matter had come to an end after singing Zhao Ge, but suddenly, the singing stopped, and for a moment, the soldiers on the opposite side started to shout in unison:
"In the past, I rebelled against the king, favored the treacherous minister Guo Kai, demoted and killed the capable and loyal ministers, loved the villains and distanced myself from the worthy ministers. I did not distinguish between right and wrong. I only knew about pleasure and did not think about saving the country, but only wanted to protect the soldiers and the people who were already in danger.
"Life is like nothing" were shouted by nearly 200,000 soldiers in unison. The voice suddenly shook into the sky, ringing in everyone's ears like thunder. With an irresistible and arrogant momentum, they rushed in
In everyone's heart, Sima Shang suddenly looked even more ugly, as if he could drip ink, but he was sadly helpless to deal with such a situation.
When the Zhao soldiers, who had just been aroused by a Zhao Di ballad, heard this, many of them burst into tears. Thinking of their experiences over the years, they suddenly felt sad and had long forgotten the people who were yelling and accusing them.
It was the Qin people who had a feud with the Zhao State. They were obsessed with their own thoughts, and their fighting spirit was mostly lost. Sima Shang was extremely anxious. Although he knew that his Zhao State was in extreme danger at this time, he still couldn't bear it after hearing these words.
He shouted loudly: "That's nonsense! This is nonsense!" Although he roared to the top of his lungs, but compared with the momentum of the 200,000 Qin troops, his voice suddenly poured into the river Jinghu like a drop of water.
No more noise, not even a wave of waves
Sima Shang's heart felt cold, and what made his scalp tingle even more was the way many Zhao soldiers looked at him, with suspicion and distrust, and a hint of anger hidden in his heart. Sima Shang suddenly panicked.
He knew that if the true cause of Lian Po's death was spread, a mutiny would be the least likely outcome. What's more, his life might not be lost in the hands of Qin people, but in the hands of Zhao soldiers!
However, based on his behavior of hiding the truth from King Zhao and others, and driving the soldiers to work hard for Zhao Jia, if the truth is made public, I am afraid that Zhao Bing will hate him to the core! When Sima Shang thought of this, his mind went blank.
He knew the possible outcome of the matter, but at this time the matter was no longer under his control. At the beginning, he knew that King Zhao was like mud and could not hold up the wall, but he did not want to see the death of Zhao for the sake of the ancestor King Huiwen.
Loyalty, but not benevolence and righteousness. Did he do something wrong? (To be continued)