"Zhente Niang's embarrassment, I hope Lu Buwei won't hate himself because of this."

Leaving from Lu Buwei's mansion, Li Ling couldn't help but secretly scold himself for being stupid, future generations can guess that he is in the Qin State now, or Taifu, if you really want to check, why can't you find out?

Although Ying Yiren was a proton in Zhao State at that time, all the records were available in Qin State, not only did they exist, but they were also very detailed and comprehensive, and more importantly, how could this Ying Yiren say that he was also a royal family at that time, how could he ask for a broken flower and a willow?

Lu Buwei is so smart, naturally he can't leave a handle on anyone.

Leaving Lü Buwei's house and going straight to the Qi Nian Palace, Li Ling still has a task to do.

"Lü's Spring and Autumn" has a total of 26 volumes, 160 articles, and more than 200,000 words.

If it is printed on paper, it is just a very ordinary book, and it is not even thick, but this is the pre-Qin period, this is the Warring States, Li Ling walked in front, and the subordinates of the Hou Mansion followed behind with a carriage containing a large number of bamboo slips.

"You're not tired?"

After ordering someone to put the book slip away, Li Ling walked directly to Ying Zheng's side, looked at the mountain of official documents in front of Ying Zheng, and thought about it carefully, it seemed that every time he came to find Ying Zheng, there were so many official documents around him.

This guy only has work left but work?

"Zheng'er is not tired, the master once taught Zheng'er that today's work should be finished today, not to mention that many things here are very anxious, and Zheng'er can't be delayed."

"I said that, but you also have to combine work and rest, right?"

Originally, I wanted to tell Ying Zheng to finish reading "Lu's Spring and Autumn" quickly, but now Li Ling can't bear it, this guy is a typical workaholic in the future, and he is completely desperate to do his career.

"Don't worry, master, Zheng'er is in good health, by the way, how is the middle father?"

After reviewing another official document, Yingzheng finally stopped.

"Don't worry, I estimate that Lu Buwei will come to you early tomorrow morning, and then you can decide what to do based on his performance. Okay, you can get busy with yours first, I'll go home and see Mo first... Go home and wander around, come back to Xianyang, I haven't been home yet. ”

"Master, I know that Sister Mo You's running away from home hurt the master's heart, but master, don't worry too much, Zheng'er thinks that Sister Mo You will definitely come back one day, maybe she will find a good son-in-law for the master at that time!"

"Come on, don't comfort me, how are you doing?"

"The situation? What's the situation? ”

"What else could it be? You and Wang Ying! ”

"Hehe, sure enough, I can't hide anything from the master, Zheng'er has already asked the imperial doctor to make a diagnosis, and Zheng'er is going to be a father."

"Uh, okay, that's fine, I'll go back."

Speaking of this, Ying Zheng's slightly immature face was still a little shy, and Li Ling left decisively.

......

The day after Li Ling left, Wang Jian rushed to Yecheng, and after another day, large troops also arrived one after another, and Wang Jian completely took over the command of the front.

After determining that Yecheng could be used as a bridgehead, Wang Jian only took a short rest and immediately began to make arrangements.

He couldn't wait, because according to the latest intelligence, after Yan Guo lost the spoon beam, he quickly lost Tanuki and Yangcheng, and then King Yan adopted the old routine again, cutting the land and suing for peace.

Without saying a word, Pang Nuan, who had his hands free, quickly led the army back to Zhao and went straight to the Qin-Zhao border.

Once Pang Nuan leads the main force of the Zhao army to arrive, it will probably be very difficult for Wang Jian to fight again.

In order to seize the only time and strive for the greatest possible expansion of the results of the battle, Wang Jian directly divided his troops into three routes, and two armies led by Yang Duanhe, Huan Qi, and Meng Wu each launched attacks in three directions at the same time.

In the face of the menacing Qin army, the Zhao army was almost immediately defeated, and by the time Li Ling finished his work in Xianyang and returned to the front line, the three-way army had already laid down a full eight cities.

"After taking Anyang, let Mengwu not go any further, and stay in place, we must shrink the front as soon as possible, and then adjust the deployment according to the situation of the main force of the Zhao army, and decide whether to fight or not."

After returning to the front line and combing through the intelligence and the recent battle situation, Li Ling immediately decided to stop the offensive and prepare to meet the main force of the Zhao army.

With the help of Lü Buwei's powerful intelligence network, Zhao Jun's every move could not escape the eyes of the Qin army, but the news would generally lag behind by one to two days, after all, the means of communication in this era were only fast horses.

"I think it's better to directly merge Mengwu's troops and Huan Qi together, according to the time, the main force of the Zhao army should collide with Huan Qi in one or two days at most, and they will go straight to Huan Qi."

Looking at the map, Wang Jian made his own suggestions.

"But in this way, Mengwu's Anyang is equivalent to fighting in vain, and it was returned to Zhao State, and if Mengwu stays in Anyang, when the main force of the Zhao army attacks Huanqi, Mengwu can also attack from the flank and catch the Zhao army off guard."

"In that case, the pressure on Huan Qi will be too great, that is the main force of more than 200,000 Zhao troops, and there are less than 70,000 people in Huan Qi's hands."

Wang Jian was still a little worried about Huan Qi.

"60,000 against 200,000, as long as you resolutely don't go out of the city, it shouldn't be a big problem, doesn't Huan Qi have your 40,000 Praetorian Guards in his hands? It should be well guarded. ”

"In that case, it is better to let Huan Qi hold on at the same time, let Meng Wu be ready to attack the flank of the Zhao army, and at the same time order Yang Duanhe to be ready to attack at any time, once Huan Qi and the main force of the Zhao army start a battle, immediately order Yang Duanhe to launch a fierce attack on the hinterland of the Zhao army!"

"Good idea, just do it."

Li Ling and Wang Jian quickly discussed a countermeasure and immediately deployed it.

However, just one day later, a crisis that neither of them expected quietly came.

"Rush me, go up, and take Anyang before it gets dark!"

Anyang City is close at hand, besieging Anyang for several days, Anyang City was broken three times and was recaptured by the Zhao army three times, Mengwu was so angry, the three-way army attacked together, but I didn't expect to become the one at the end of the crane.

Lose face?

For Meng Wu, it is now more than just a matter of shame!

Don't forget that he has another identity, he is the son of Mengqiu!

For him, it is a shame that he can't win against Yang Duan and Huan Qi.

"Oh no! Checkmate! Oh no! ”

Watching his soldiers break through the city wall and enter the city again, Meng Wu finally saw the hope of completely capturing Anyang, but unexpectedly, a soldier suddenly rushed to his face in a hurry, shouting that it was not good.

"What's going on! Panic what! ”