Overnight, the situation in Zhongzhou changed abruptly.

When the morning glow in the east covered half of the sky again, the soldiers defending the city stood up in unison, looking at this gorgeous scenery, their hearts were excited, and there was an incomparable shock.

The battle outside the city was heard at dawn. It took almost half a day for these city defenders, who were already struggling, to believe this stunned news. Sure enough, something happened in the camp of the Qin army. The main general, Shang Yunbai, was forced to flee and was pursued by cavalry. And that's not the most exhilarating for them.

On the bank of the Luo River, the Zhao army suddenly appeared, and they were almost invincible in a posture that bloomed in the dark night. The wind swept away the clouds, destroying the withering and decaying. The cavalry of the Qin State was simply vulnerable in front of them! Although this was an encounter with many victories and few victories, it had fully demonstrated the strength of the cavalry of the Zhao State!

After finally believing that the rescue was coming, the desperate Qi people regained hope. Although they were not sure that the arrival of the Zhao army would be able to win completely, this ray of light piercing the darkness was already extremely reassuring.

At this moment, most people's eyes turned to the direction of the arrow tower. The vicissitudes of time are recorded in the mottled city walls. The traces of war have added many fresh wounds. Where the morning sun was shining, the people who were guarding with them were standing up, unfastening their cloaks and gently draping them over the sleeping princess Sanssouci.

Her Royal Highness, a princess who has been pampered since childhood, even if she has the courage to not let her eyebrows go, she is a daughter after all. Days of fighting have exhausted her. And leaning on Chu Jiangmian's arms, after relaxing his vigilance, the tiredness all over his body hit, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep before the morning light appeared.

"King Zhao...... Wan Sheng!"

The corners of someone's mouth involuntarily uttered these words. Then, this slight sound began to converge into the morning breeze. Then, there is the stirring pride. Thousands of soldiers stood up and cheered loudly at the figure bathed in the morning glow.

"King Zhao, Wan Sheng! King Zhao, Wan Sheng! King Zhao, Wan Sheng......!"

Most of the people who came with the conquest of Zhongzhou, except for a small number of Zhao guards, were basically soldiers of the Qi State. The person they used to work for was Princess Sanssouci. In the blink of an eye, it has been several years since I left my hometown in the East China Sea, and if I had changed to the past, I would have been homesick and tired of war.

However, these Qi people are different. Because Her Royal Highness the princess has promised them and brought practical benefits far beyond everyone's imagination. Wealth and glory, glory and dreams. When these unattainable things can be obtained by every ordinary soldier as long as they put in the corresponding efforts, how can they not rejoice and fight hard? It is precisely because of this reason that no one has the heart to retreat, even if they suffer injuries and setbacks. And where it all came from, of course, they understood who brought it in the end. The country of Qi prospered because of the princess, and behind Her Royal Highness the princess was the full support of Chu Jiangmian, the king of Zhao.

Therefore, after another battle of life and death, they worshipped the young man who had been standing at the head of the city. Only such a person can be qualified to receive the highest etiquette of a warrior. The wind of the king is overwhelming!

"King Zhao...... Wansheng! That's amazing. It seems that the old man is really old. This world is destined to be the world of their young people. Alas! If the inheritance of civilization in the land of China is inherited by a figure like him, the old man doesn't seem to have many regrets in his heart. ”

Not far away, the person who muttered these words with a wry smile was the royal brother Ji Mo, who had not slept for several days and nights. His face was very haggard, and he looked older than before. Los Angeles has suffered great changes in succession, and the aftermath of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Son of Heaven has been weighed on his shoulders. Even though his heart was full of sorrow, he couldn't just talk about it. Since entering the city, he has been so busy dealing with these things that he has not been able to speak to Chu Jiangmian, who has been sticking to the city, a few times. If Los Angeles is breached by the Qin army, not only will the people inside suffer, but I am afraid that this famous city that has been famous for hundreds of years will no longer exist. The people of Qin like to set fire to loot the most, and after looting it, they will be burned to the ground, but they are good at it!

If the Great Zhou Dynasty was destined to perish today, then he hoped that there was something that would not fall with it. That is the inheritance of civilization for thousands of years. The land of China, my clan and my species! This place pioneered and developed by our ancestors will never tolerate barbarism and alien invasion! And the style of Zhao Guochu's father and son has always made Ji Mo and many people in the world realize that they may be the most suitable successors.

China is immortal, and the spirit lives on! When he thought of this, Zimmer took a deep breath and dispelled all the sadness and loneliness that lingered in his heart. But I heard someone in my ears already admonishing him.

"Mo Gong, you have done a good job. King Zhao must understand your hardships...... Hehe! All the important books and national annals in the royal city, you have kept them so intact. Such merit is enough to show your heart!"

"Alas! These things are all insignificant. Now I only hope that King Zhao can rise up and completely repel these Qin people who have come thousands of miles to protect the prosperous land of Zhongzhou! ”

"Mo Gong can rest assured! Didn't you hear the latest news? The cavalry of Zhao came to the aid of thousands of miles and had already won the first battle on the south bank of Luoshui. The thousands of troops of the Qin State were completely annihilated, and their morale was greatly reduced. Hehe! With such a good start, why not usher in victory sooner rather than later? What's more, I heard that the generals of the Qin army were not in harmony and there was a big conflict. Shang Yunbai was chased and killed, and the army's morale was in turmoil...... Such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how could King Zhao miss it? Maybe he already has a plan in mind to break the enemy, and now he is just waiting for the best time. ”

Lan Lingjun, who stood side by side with Ji Mo, made an exception and put on armor. Seeing the excitement of the soldiers of the Qi State, his heart was also very excited. This noble son of Qi is a man of all-round talent in civil and military affairs. At this occasion, he very much hopes that he can show his skills and have a good experience of the wind and thunder on the battlefield. Although he accompanies Zimmer here, he is always looking forward to the official decisive battle!

"Lan Lingjun, you Qi Kingdom has really made the best choice! Alas, it would be nice if the Ji royal family also had an excellent princess. ”

Zimmer patted him on the shoulder and sighed. There is no doubt that no matter what the pattern of the world will be in the future, when King Chu Jiangmian of Zhao really controls the four seas, the people of Qi will definitely occupy an extremely important weight under his command. And the biggest credit for this naturally comes from Princess Sanssouci.

"Huh! This is all providence, and Mo Gong doesn't need to think too much. Let's go! Let's go and listen to King Zhao's next arrangement, and see what needs help in this war that affects the pattern of the world. ”

Ji Mo nodded, put away all his thoughts, and walked to the city with Lanling Juntian Wuzhao. And behind them, the son, who had already put on filial piety clothes, followed closely. Now that the war is present, the aftermath of the Son of Heaven has not yet had time to announce to the world. Although his heart is full of flavors, he also understands very well that the future status of Zhongzhou and the future of the Great Zhou royal family are in the hands of the future ruler King Zhao. Even if he believes in King Zhao's character, he will not do anything to harm the royal family. But there are many times when he has to maintain the attitude he deserves.

Chu Jiangmian waved his hand with a smile on his face in response to the cheers of the soldiers. Then, he greeted Zimmer and the others with a calm attitude. Although he had been guarding the city for days, his face was tired, but this did not hinder his spirit in the slightest. The morning sun was shining in the east, and the sun was just peeking out. The dew on the tip of the grass rolled down and disappeared in the snap of a finger. Life is impermanent, and the world is changeable. After a little greeting, he stroked the bricks and stones at the head of the city, looked at the mountains, rivers, grass and trees, and said in a strange tone.

"Life is like morning dew, and the days are bitter...... Human life is really too fragile. The Supreme Son of Heaven is like this, what about these ordinary casualties? Alas! If I can minimize wars and kill less in the world, that's my greatest hope!"

Ji Mo and Lan Lingjun both looked at Chu Jiangmian suspiciously, not knowing why he suddenly let out such an exclamation. It's just that before they could ask, the other party had already said lightly.

"It's time for this war to end, enough people have died, and the flow of economic goods from all corners of the world has been interrupted...... If I could, I hope that within three days, peace would be restored to Midstate. ”

Everyone was dumbfounded. The 100,000 Qin army is just outside the city, and the official decisive battle has not yet begun, so this is about to end? If the words just now hadn't come out of Chu Jiangmian's mouth, they would all think that this was nonsense.

"King Zhao! Although there was civil strife in the Qin army camp, Meng Jun was not trivial. Although his reputation is not as good as Shang Yunbai's, in fact, the strength of him and the Meng family army under his command is definitely the strongest in the world! Both of them have been through a lot of battles, and they should definitely not be underestimated! ”

Whether it was Ji Mo or Lan Lingjun, they all had a deep premonition in their hearts. That is, if it is a head-to-head contest, the consequences will be extremely tragic. Even if Chu Jiangmian is well-planned, if the Zhao army can win in the end, I am afraid it will be a disastrous victory.

However, in the face of their worries, Chu Jiangmian didn't seem to care at all. With the latest news from the Thousand Machine Pavilion spy, his brow furrowed slightly. The wind rises in the face and the confidence is doubled.

"The general's reputation in a hundred battles is ruined! To the river beam, turn back thousands of miles, the old man is forever. The wind is cold in the west, and the seats are full of clothes like snow. is a strong man, and the sad song is not thorough. The bird still knows that it is like a hate, and it is expected that it will cry tears and blood. Who is with me, drunk with the bright moon. ???"

Chant softly, sing three stacks at a time. If it is tragic, it is like an elegy.