The earth was watered with blood, the smoke was lit, the war drums roared, and the flags were flying. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In front of Xingyang City, in the Guangwu Mountains, it was like purgatory for a while.

Since Qin unified the Six Kingdoms, this region has been quiet for a long time. This time, it set off the most magnificent waves, and from the beginning, it was the most fierce conflict, a merciless battle of life and death.

The Kanto counties are covered with a dense water network. And one of the most important nodes is Sanchuan Xingyang.

Fusu could easily mobilize troops from all over the country and come here. Through Rushui, Yingshui, Suishui, Jishui and other waterways, they converge one by one. The elite of the princes from all walks of life, the total number is as high as more than 200,000.

After dozens of days of fierce attack, the two sides went back and forth, leaving behind corpses all over the ground, no one buried them.

Rivers of blood, carrion to the bone, mounds of roof tiles, and old women wailing....... The trauma of war is terrifying, but no one can stop it, and there is no time to even shed a tear for it.

For the princes of the Kanto region, this was a gamble that risked their lives. This war is related to the belonging of the whole world. From the very beginning, it has been impossible to stop.

If he wins, he will be crowned with a royal robe and become the lord of a thousand vehicles and the lord of ten thousand vehicles. And if it is defeated, then the fate of the princes of the six countries will be even more tragic than it was more than ten years ago.

After all, more than ten years ago, when the empire was founded, everything was in a new phase. The Qin Emperor needed to keep them, maintain local stability, and resume production. Therefore, although the nobles of the Six Kingdoms who had joined the empire were scattered and degraded to various places, they still possessed abundant wealth compared to ordinary Qiantou.

But this time, the Empire won't give them any more chances. This was understood in the hearts of the princes of all walks of life, and the generals under their command, and even the ordinary soldiers, understood this.

Life and death, dignity and glory, wealth and beauty, ambition and power. All of this is no longer a dispute between Fusu and Yingziyi, but the inherent aristocratic system of the entire Six Kingdoms plus the dispute between the old anti-Qin forces and the Qin Empire among the hundreds of schools.

Outside Xingyang City, the Qin army camp is currently engaged in the most fierce battle.

The capture of this camp means that outside Xingyang City, the last line of defense of the Qin army was opened, and Xingyang City was exposed to the edge of the princes' coalition army.

Therefore, it was the most elite troops in the Xingyang garrison who defended this camp, and the backbone of the attack on this camp was also an old pawn among the six countries.

Among the six kingdoms of Qin's annihilation, these people may have lost their country, or their homes, or they have lost their dignity and glory, and they have escaped into the mountains and forests like dogs with broken spines, dived into the abyss, or they have been drunk in the market all day long, letting go of their pride, flattering the imperial officials, and abandoning their former Tongze.

When the smoke goes out, survival becomes the only theme.

These most terrifying swords cultivated in the old times began to fight for survival.

It's just that a sharp sword is a sharp sword after all, and it is impossible to bend their sword blade and use it as a hoe to plow the field. The centuries-old world of great strife is coming to an end, and in the afterglow of the apocalypse, not all people like peace, the sword returns, and the horse leather shrouds.

It's just that a new era has arrived. In the world, there is no battlefield for these people.

Emperor Qin swept Liuhe and dominated the world. This immortal feat, under the eternal merits, these people used to be Tongze, and they have become a lot of white bones. But they are wandering in the gap between the old and new eras, confused and unsure of the way forward.

Therefore, when the edict of the princes of the Six Kingdoms came, these people walked out of the mountains and forests, the markets and fields, picked up the long sword in their hands again, and came here.

In order to regain everything that was lost in the past.

Fields, houses, women, wealth, and even more metaphysical things.

The unbreakable myth, the lingering haze in my heart, the red and black banner that still flutters above the head of Xingyang City.

Qin!

More than ten years ago, they were displaced in the shadow of this flag. More than a decade later, they came here again to complete the unfinished selection that year.

A sharp sword is still a sharp sword, the skill of killing, the method of fighting, even if it is unfamiliar, it will never be forgotten.

The marks engraved in the bones, the marks left by the years of battle, and the miserable life of more than ten years have made these clearer. The camp of the Qin army was built according to the topography, and it was extremely strong, and it was separated from the traffic artery, in front of Xingyang City.

As soon as the first trumpet sounded, the allied forces of the princes charged.

The Qin army's sharp crossbows did not make these people retreat. Under the strength of the princes' alliance five times the strength, even the rain of arrows in the sky still could not stop the ferocious offensive.

Everyone understands that as long as this line of defense is breached, then there will be no danger outside Xingyang City.

Break Xingyang, enter Sanchuan, and knock on the Han Valley.

The sound of crossbow arrows and shields, the mechanical sound of crossbow machines, the neighing of horses' hooves, the neighing of soldiers, all kinds of sounds were mixed together, and the battlefield had entered the most white-hot situation.

The coalition of princes has reached the wall of the camp, and the two sides are fighting around the wall.

Dressed in white, Gongzi Fusu stood on top of the high mountain peak, looking at the battle scene below, his expression was cold.

By his side, the former Chang Wenjun and the current King of Chu walked up slowly.

"How's it going? Did Feng Zheng agree? Childe Fusu turned his head and asked quietly.

Chang Wenjun's face showed a sense of helplessness, shook his head, and said: "No, moreover, Feng Zheng didn't even look at it, so he sent His Majesty's surgery to Xianyang to show his selflessness." ”

This result, Fusu seemed to have expected it, but when Chang Wenjun really said it, there was still a trace of surprise on his face, or rather, doubt.

"Feng Zheng is so unsparing, does he think that in this battle, I will inevitably lose?" Fu Su said slowly, and his tone was calm, which made Chang Wenjun feel terrible.

The power of the emperor is nothing more than that.

Chang Wenjun thought so and said, "100,000 troops in Xingyang, 100,000 troops in Handan, and 100,000 troops in Nanyang." Ying Ziyi's troops are extremely scattered, regardless of Nanyang, we have a great advantage in terms of strength in the other two places. As long as Xingyang is taken and Aocang is occupied, we can enter Sanchuan in the west, and Li You's tens of thousands of soldiers and horses will not be able to stop us. ”

"That's right, that's what I think, so do the Kwantung princes, and even the soldiers who are fighting down there think so." Fusu's face was still calm, but the faint melancholy revealed by the condensation between his eyebrows was even deeper.

"It's just that I still don't understand."

Chang Wenjun took a step forward and said, "Your Majesty, what are you worried about?" ”

"Look!" Fusu stretched out his hand, pointed at the soldiers below, and said, "I don't understand the expressions on the faces of these people, why are they so desperate, even at the cost of dying?" ”

This emperor's question made Chang Wenjun not understand for a while, isn't it good for the soldiers to work hard?

"If they are the elite under my command or even the children of Guanzhong who are wandering around the counties and desperately want to return to their hometowns, they are so desperate, I can understand. However, these people are only old pawns temporarily recruited by various princes, and I can even be said to be very strange to them. For a stranger, why would they risk their lives so much? ”

Chang Wenjun was silent for a while, he didn't know how to answer, and he didn't even dare to answer.

Maybe Fusu, who occupies the supreme position, never cares, but Chang Wenjun at the bottom can see it clearly.

That's an unspeakable fact! That is in the hearts of the Kwantung princes, the hundreds of schools of thought and even the entire world, the Qin Emperor who is high in the pass is their real enemy, representing the 'violent Qin' they want to destroy even to death!

And today's Fusu, as a generation of emperors, has hundreds of thousands of troops in his hands and holds the power of life and death in the Kanto counties. Whether it is the princes of all walks of life, or the big forces such as the peasants, they are all firmly controlled by him with his power and skills.

The soldiers loved him, the forces admired him, the generals were loyal to him, and even the princes with different intentions obeyed his orders and did not dare to speak out.

Chang Wenjun believes that if Fusu Ta Ri enters Guanzhong and dominates the world, he will definitely be a generation of emperors with great talents.

It's just that, despite this, in the hearts of the people of the world, Fusu has little to do with that 'violent Qin'. Their enemy was Qin of the Tiger and Wolf in Guanzhong, the Emperor of Qin who gave orders in the palace of Weiyang, and the tyranny established and maintained by Emperor Qin.

Fusu didn't realize all this. Chang Wenjun understood but didn't dare to say it.

"That's naturally because His Majesty Fusu is shining with a candle, and he can lead them to hate and even fear the 'Violent Qin'!"

Qingyue's words resounded in his ears, and Chang Wenjun was shocked, who was so open-mouthed!

When he looked back, he saw a beautiful woman coming behind the two of them. The lotus dress is long and beautiful, and it is peerless.

"Why is King Zhao interested in coming here?" Chang Wenjun looked at the woman in front of him and said vigilantly.

The person who came was the forgotten worry of being named the king of Zhao by Fusu. As a woman, dressed in royal robes, she rules a kingdom. Among the princes, there are all kinds of speculations, and gossip never stops.

But Chang Wenjun knows that this woman is terrible. The appearance that makes a man intoxicated and even willing to die is secondary, and the unparalleled scheming hidden under the appearance of the country is what makes him the most fearful.

At the beginning of Fusu's reign in the counties, there was always opposition to it. But because of this woman's help, those opposing voices disappeared in an instant.

After that, with this woman's strategy, the princes were subdued. It can be said that Fusu can smoothly take charge of half of the mountains and rivers, and this woman's help is crucial.

Therefore, she can rule a country with the body of a woman. And in this attack, Zhao was also able to lead an army alone and go north to the plain.

"I came here to tell Your Majesty a news, the moon god went to Huiji to find Xiang Shaoyu, the young master of the Xiang family." Forget the worries said.

"Why did King Zhao tell me such news?" Fusu cast his eyes on the battlefield below, and the defenders of the camp were already defeated. Resistance from the defenders on that wall was minimal. Having lost this strongest line of defense, the defenders behind the walls still had nothing to rely on, and all that remained was defeat.

"Does Your Majesty really not care?" Forget the worry and smile, said.

"What exactly does King Zhao want to say?" Chang Wenjun looked at his worries, and his face was not good.

"The reason why the moon god did this is because he is optimistic about the young master of the Xiang family, and he is the most favorable candidate to resist Ying Ziyi after His Majesty. In other words, in the heart of the moon god, this war, His Majesty will inevitably lose! ”

"Don't talk nonsense!"

The naked words were spoken, which caused Chang Wenjun to drink heavily. He even drew his sword, pointing at Forget Worries, and the momentum was menacing.

"Is that really the case?" Fusu looked up at the sky and sighed helplessly.

After a long time, Fusu turned around completely, looked at Forget Worry, and asked, "What is King Zhao saying these words to me for?" ”

Forget the worries and smile, and said, "Your Majesty can't lose!" ”

"Why?" Fusu looked at this confident woman, but his face was very puzzled.

"For the princes of these nations, Your Majesty cannot lose!"

"For the anti-Qin forces among the hundreds of princes, Your Majesty can't lose!"

"For the soldiers below and the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, Your Majesty can't lose!"

Forget her worries and said slowly, as for the end, her eyes flashed, and she said: "The most important thing is that for me, Your Majesty can't lose!" ”

Ignoring everyone's surprised looks, he ignored his worries: "I can understand Your Majesty's doubts. I know what the moon god thinks, too. It's just that if Your Majesty loses this time, even if the young master of his Rixiang clan can sweep over, it will be useless for me. ”

"How?"

"Your Majesty Chen has 400,000 soldiers, and one million people should be dispatched. The prosperity of the military is rare even when the kingdoms are in dispute. But even so, the border army of Jiuyuan did not go south, the main force of Guanzhong did not all go east, and even the army of South Vietnam in the Western Regions did not show any signs of being mobilized. I don't know what Ying Ziyi is thinking, but if it is such a force, the alliance of princes still cannot gain the upper hand. So even if the young master of the Xiang clan can still reach a situation similar to that of His Majesty now, not to mention how much time it takes, will Ying Ziyi give him this time? But if that's the case, how can I trust him to accomplish something that His Majesty can't? ”

Forget the worries and said, Tan Kou opened slightly, looked delicate, and said: "For me, this expedition, if you win, you will win everything, and if you lose, you will lose everything. The woman is beautiful in an instant, fleeting. I must enter the Qin Palace at the best time for women, stand in front of Ying Ziyi as a winner, and complete my revenge. ”

When the figure of forgetting worries leaves, the war below is nearing its end. When the camp was captured, many people began to cheer.

Chang Wenjun's eyes stared at the back of Forget Worry, but he shuddered a little, and said, "This woman is really a madman. Your Majesty, shall we ......"

In Chang Wenjun's eyes, the killing machine was fleeting.

Fusu shook his head slightly, put his hands behind his back, and muttered, "Sister, Daji...... Disaster in disguise! (To be continued.) )