Ziying felt that the world was spinning, he had just accepted a Langzhong cavalry general named Lu Matong, and after the demise of Daqin, Lu Matong was also Liu Bang who took refuge as a Langzhong cavalry general.

Could it be that Lu Matong was in the same carriage with him back then?

A small Lantian Guan soldier has a traitorous brother, and this kind of thing is acceptable to all children.

But Lu Chen is actually a brother with Lu Matong, who divided the corpse of Xiang Yu?

Ziying had never used this brain before, and now it seems that many strange details can be explained.

Lü Chen was originally Xiang Yu's friend, but he defected to Liu Bang four years later, and at that time, Lü Matong had just been promoted from Langzhong to Sima.

Lu Chen should also know at that time that according to Lu Matong's temper, he could say a lot of good things for him under Liu Bang's account.

Xiang Yu had called Lu Matong an old man before he killed himself in Wujiang, and the two of them had obviously never met.

The only explanation is that Xiang Yu in despair mistook Lu Matong for his former comrade-in-arms Lu Chen.

"What's wrong with the king? Is there anything wrong with the villain's name change? Lu Matong sensed Ziying's surprise.

"It's okay, it's the widow's wound that hurts a little." Ziying concealed.

Ziying originally wanted to take advantage of Liu Bang's failure to become bigger, and buy Liu Bang's capable cadres, but he didn't expect that the first one was Lu Matong.

"The villain helped the king rub it." Lu Matong said diligently.

"No, the widow will come by himself." Ziying was frightened, and the impact of this trip to Lantian was too great.

Zhao Cheng was still speeding up, and it only took half an hour to return to Xianyang, when a fierce sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded behind him.

"Ma Tong, come out and drive the horse!" Zhao Cheng shouted.

Lu Matong got out of the carriage, Zhao Cheng jumped on the roof of the carriage, and Yang Chen, who was covered in bruises, drove on horseback.

"Your Majesty, it's Xianyang Ling!" Zhao Cheng shouted.

The boy skillfully slowed down the carriage, and the child stuck his head out of the window.

"Your Majesty, Lantian Pass is gone." Yang Chen came to Ziying's carriage with a sad tone.

Ziying knew that the current Lantian Pass was not the last line of defense, but it was also a little uncomfortable to listen to.

"If it's gone, it's gone." Ziying enlightened, "Yang Hu has hatred in his heart, Lantian Guan is a widow who paid him compensation, as long as Aiqing can return safely." ”

Yang Chen lay on the horse's back and held back tears, "Yang Hu was also killed by Mo Chu. ”

Zhao Cheng was taken aback, "What?" Are you saying that one person named Mo Chu slaughtered the entire Lantian Pass? ”

Ziying was also shocked, he thought that Yang Hu and the Guan soldiers had already repelled Mo Chu, and Yang Chen just took the opportunity to slip out.

Xiang Yu's last battle was nothing more than one enemy against a hundred, is Mo Chu stronger than Xiang Yu who is "the king but not the hegemon"?

"No, it was Liu Bang who took advantage of the chaos in Lantian Pass after Yang Hu's death, and at this moment they have occupied the pass, and his subordinates Fan Hao and Xiahou Ying have already chased after them with two teams of men and horses," Yang Chen said hurriedly.

"Xiahou Baby?!" Ziying's brows furrowed.

Fan Hao alone, Ziying doesn't have to worry at all, it's just a martial artist who loves to be the first to rush into the city tower during the siege.

Xiahou Ying is not an ordinary commander, as early as Pei County, he was a master of raising horses and driving, and Xiahou Yuan, who was good at running thousands of miles in the late Han Dynasty, was his descendant.

An hour's carriage ride was enough for Xiahou Ying to lead the army to catch up with them.

"Unload the wagon! Ride back to the city! Ziying yelled.

Lu Matong hurriedly stopped the horse and unloaded the carriage with Zhao Cheng.

Fortunately, when they came, only Ziying, Zhao Cheng, and Yang Chen were in a carriage, and the rest of the guards were all on horseback.

The child was seriously injured and could only sit with the horse boy, and the group accelerated forward.

In the mighty march, because the two sat on the same horse, the horse boy and the child were left behind.

"Your Majesty!" Zhao Cheng and Yang Chen deliberately reduced their speed in order to walk with Ziying.

"Hurry up!" Ziying shouted sadly, "Do you want to accompany the widow to become a prisoner?!" ”

"The minister is willing!" The two of them walked together.

Ziying is helpless, don't be a loyal minister and a good general at this time.

"If you don't leave quickly, the widow will punish your three clans if they can return to the city!" Ziying threatened.

"Your Majesty!"

"Let's go!"

The two of them had no choice but to slap the horse's buttocks, and disappeared into the child's field of vision three times in one step.

Ziying sighed, and finally left, he was captured alone, and it was easy to say that if Xiahou Ying threatened him to surrender with other lives, Ziying could only go with his heart.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty." Lu Matong said guiltily.

"It's okay, it's not your fault that two people are already slow to ride a horse." Ziying smiled calmly, "If you wait for them to come, the widow will be captured when they get off the horse, and you can go back to Xianyang alone." ”

"No, that's not what the villain said." Lu Matong said in a low voice.

"That's?" The child was puzzled.

I saw Lu Matong bend down and be flush with the horse's back, his legs vigorously clamped the horse's belly, and slapped the horse's buttocks. The horse under the seat rushed out like an arrow from the string, but fortunately, Ziying put his arm around Lu Matong's waist and was almost thrown off the horse.

The wind was galloping, and the outline of the small Xianyang City in front of him had already appeared in Ziying's field of vision, and Zhao Cheng and Yang Chen had already entered the city gate.

Ziying secretly sighed that Ma Tong's riding skills were exquisite, and Xiahou Ying, who was already lagging behind, should not be able to catch up with them.

Babble, Blah, Blah–

The sharp and steady sound of horses' hooves sounded behind Ziying.

In the end, they still caught up? No way?

Lu Matong patted the horse's buttocks harder, and Xianyang City was not far away.

"Ziying, the contemptible man said that he would kill you today! Word! Mo Chu appeared not far behind Ziying, and sat down on the black horse's hooves like flying.

"The ghost is not gone!" Ziying scolded secretly.

The south gate of Xianyang was wide open, and Zhao Cheng and Yang Chen were already standing at the head of Xianyang City, anxiously waiting for their children.

Mo Chu took the long sword out of the sheath on his back and stabbed Ziying in the back.

"Drive!"

No matter how Lu Matong patted, the distance between the two horses never increased.

Mo Chu was anxious, the scabbard slapped on the horse, the black horse ran quickly, and the long sword was about to pass through his body.

Whoosh –

A white light flashed in front of Mo Chu's eyes, and he hurriedly dodged sideways, and Ziying pulled out of position to avoid a killing blow.

On the city wall, Zhao Cheng's eyes were full of murderous energy, and he was about to shoot the second arrow with a bow and arrow.

"It's useless!"

Mo Chu held the scabbard in his left hand to remove the sword rain, and held the sword in his right hand and continued to stab forward.

Ziying had already arrived at the city gate, and Zhao Cheng could not continue to shoot arrows.

A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Mo Chu's mouth,

"Today, the Qin State Mountain Mausoleum collapsed!"