A day later, Wei Kai arranged scouts on the edge of the forest, and got the news that the Yan Shang Alliance planned to prepare a sneak attack on Changchuan County in the early morning two days later.

With the so-called information that came from him, Wei Kai, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately asked the Qin army, according to the deployment prepared in advance, to carry out an ambush outside Changchuan County, preparing to destroy the Shang Alliance army that was sneaking up.

After all, as long as the enemy army in the forest comes out of the dense deep forest, outside Changchuan County, the brave Qin army is fully capable of destroying the so-called "Shu State Alliance", not to mention that the Qin army is also equipped with cavalry and charioteers that can be called land tanks.

Shuzhong, silkworm tribe.

"Chongming, this time you will lead the clan soldiers to Changchuan to fight against the Qin people", Tuan Cong Mishan, who was sitting in the position of the patriarch, touched his beard, looked at a sturdy man sitting in the hall, and said with a kind face.

When the man in the hall heard this, he was immediately very happy, and hurriedly got up and saluted: "Abba, if my son goes, he will definitely be able to defeat the Qin army in Changchuan and not fall into the prestige of my silkworm Cong clan."

However, before the silkworm Cong Mishan in the hall could speak, on the other side of the hall, a younger person kneeling on the other side of the hall immediately got up and said, "Father, my son doesn't understand why we want to provoke the Qin army outside the forest.

Over the years, we have earned countless fortunes through the business alliance, and the originally hostile tribes in Shuzhong have gradually become peaceful. Why bother to raise swords again and provoke the fierce Qin army? ”。

When the silkworm Cong Mishan heard this, he sighed in his heart, looked at his young son Qingshan, who looked a little young in front of him, and said slowly: "Qingshan Wu'er, it's not that my father has to raise swords again, but the timing can't be delayed."

As soon as the words fell, the tall man next to him, with a tiger's back and a full beard, waved his fist the size of a sandbag, and said to the young brother Silkworm Cong Qingshan in front of him: "Qingshan, don't worry. With my brother here, the Qin army outside the forest, my brother can take it overnight."

Looking at the opposite side waving his fist, showing his powerful brother Chongming, Qingshan said helplessly: "Brother, it's not that Qingshan doesn't believe it." It's just that I, a Chinese in Shu, have never been involved in the contest between the countries of the Central Plains.

Instead of spending manpower and material resources to seize the wealth of Nachangchuan, why not concentrate on running the business alliance..."

Before the silkworm cong Qingshan finished speaking, the silkworm Cong Mishan, who was sitting in the hall, suddenly knocked on the ground with the wolf bone staff in his hand, making a clanging sound, and then looked at the silkworm Cong Qingshan who was still about to continue arguing in the hall and said, "Qingshan Wu'er, you don't need to say it again." As the patriarch of the Silkworm Cong Clan, I have already discussed this matter with the elders of the clan."

"Father, our Silkworm Cong Clan is now able to get what we need through the Shang Alliance, and the lives of the people in the clan are also improving day by day.

Look at the porcelain vase of flowers placed in your hall, it is so delicate and beautiful, these are things that we can't get...", looking at his father's resolute appearance, the silkworm cong Qingshan immediately said anxiously.

After all, in the eyes of Silkworm Cong Qingshan, now they in Shuzhong have obtained a beautiful life that they did not dare to imagine before through the business alliance. There is really no need to sacrifice the lives of the people of the Central Plains in vain.

However, as the patriarch of the Silkworm Cong Mishan, it seems that he is iron-hearted, and no matter how the Silkworm Cong Qingshan persuades, he decided to send the clan soldiers in the clan and other clansmen in Shu to prepare for a joint crusade against Changchuan of the Qin State.

Looking at the silkworm cong Qingshan who was leaving with a look of indignation, Chongming next to him looked at his father in the hall and said, "Abba, what Qingshan is thinking about also has some reason."

"So you agree with Aoyama?" When the silkworm Cong Mishan heard this, his old face suddenly turned sideways, and he stared at the eldest son next to him and said.

"No, no. Abba, whatever you say, you are willing to do it."

Looking at his majestic son who was like an ox, at this time he waved his hand again and again, Silkworm Cong Mishan sighed and said: "Chongying, it's not that I don't want to do this, but if I follow Qingshan's idea, I'm afraid that my Silkworm Cong clan will soon perish."

When Silkworm Cong Chongming heard it at this time, his heart suddenly tightened, and he looked at his father who was feeling sorry for himself, and hurriedly relieved: "Abba won't, my Silkworm Cong clan will definitely be passed down from generation to generation...".

When Silkworm Cong Mishan heard this, he shook his head and said, "At the beginning, I made an appointment with the patriarchs of other major clans to resist those Central Plains merchants who came to Shu to do business. Later, hey, I was actually confused by the hateful Central Plains businessman, and confused by the glory and wealth in front of me.

Now all the ethnic groups in our Shu are living a good life, but now I never thought of it.... Alas".

Listening to his father's words, Silkworm Cong Chongming was also very puzzled in his heart. After all, thanks to the Shang Alliance, all ethnic groups in Shu were able to live a good life, and the war in Shuzhong that lasted for a hundred years slowly subsided. Isn't that a good thing?

Seeing that his eldest son Chong Mingzhang Er couldn't figure his head, Silkworm Cong Mishan said with a wry smile: "It is true that he has lived a good life, but you see that all the ethnic groups in Shuzhong are now striving to be proud of being similar to the Central Plains."

Wear the same clothes as the Central Plains people, learn the same interests as the Central Plains people, from top to bottom, but there is still a little bit of the appearance of the descendants of the pious Wu clan.

Even your younger brother Qingshan is now keen on the culture of the Central Plains people, wearing the clothes of the Central Plains scholars. It's all because I doted on him too much and didn't pull him out of the trap of those Central Plains people in time."

Looking at his father's sad appearance, Chongming thought that his father was still there, so his younger brother Qingshan was angry and left the table angrily, so he said: "Abba, Qingshan is still young, he will understand Abba's hard work."

"No, he doesn't understand. I am his father, not his mouth, the so-called father of the Central Plains", after speaking, the silkworm Cong Mishan took the heavy hand, and said with tears: "This time, you must defeat the Qin army, regather the people of all ethnic groups in my Shu as an army, and then become the new king of Shu, otherwise our entire Shu people will be in a catastrophe."

Chongming looked at his father in front of him, nodded heavily, patted his chest and said: "Chongming swears by the Silkworm Cong clan that he will definitely defeat the Qin army in Changchuan if he gambles on the glory of Jiuli."

Silkworm Cong Mishan looked at the appearance of his eldest son, and his heart was suddenly very relieved.

As long as he can defeat the Qin army this time, his son Chongming will definitely be able to rely on this merit to become the new king of Shu and protect their Shuzhong.

As for why Silkworm Cong Mishan attached so much importance to this attack, it was not only because whoever could go to Pingnan could become the agreement of the various tribes in Shu of the new Shu king, but also because he slowly discovered from the changes of the various tribes in Shu that the Shang Alliance not only brought them endless wealth, but also brought great disasters.

You must know that with the import of the Central Plains culture, the various ethnic groups in Shuzhong instantly indulged in the rich and stable life brought by the merchants of the Central Plains, and slowly abandoned their beliefs, tarnishing the glory of the Wu clan.

At the same time, the Shang Alliance used the slave trade to obtain a lot of wealth, but the Qin people on the border of the Qin State will eventually be captured one day. Or once the Qin state began to straighten out its border defenses, those slaves that were readily available would not be so easy to obtain.

But the endless wealth brought by this, can the tribes in Shu give up in vain? Sooner or later, they will gather forces to fight the Qin State.

What's even more terrifying is that if the big clan in Shu starts to fight the ideas of other clans in Shu, it will become very terrifying.

After all, in the past, everyone was fighting each other for who would become the king of Xinshu. As long as a new king of Shu is born, the troubled Shu will slowly settle down.

But once it happens now, you must know that there is no end to the slave trade, Shuzhong will fall into endless struggles, and the so-called stable life will be shattered overnight. Shuzhong has completely become the palm of the Central Plains, and the people will be in dire straits.

Therefore, now the only way to use the crusade against the Qin army is to unite the scattered ethnic groups and establish a new Shu state. Then drive the Shang League out of Shuzhong, or take over the Shang Alliance completely, and let Shu become the Shu of the Shu people.

As a result, all the clans in Shu rushed to sharpen their swords and prepare for the crusade against the Qin army. Changchuan County, which had just suffered the baptism of war, fell into a heavy atmosphere again in an instant.

Chu water shore.

As soon as it was dark, all the tribes in Shushan sneaked out of the jungle, and now they are all lying quietly on the slope not far from the forest, looking at the Changchuan county town that is faintly visible in the night on the other side of the river.

Several leaders of the Shushan coalition army, wearing colorful armor, were also lying on the hillside at this time, and they were not like the Central Plains countries, where the commander was generally in the middle of the team, so that it was convenient to command his subordinates.

Of course, this is also related to the beliefs of various ethnic groups in Shuzhong, after all, they all claim to be the descendants of Jiuli, and the ancestors of the Jiuli people are the famous Chiyou.

They firmly believe that the warriors of the Wu clan who are charging ahead, the evil sword will not harm them, and even if they do, the warriors who die in battle must have been summoned by their ancestor Chiyou. You must know that their distant ancestor Chi You, in the face of the Yellow Emperor who was helped by the gods, would rather die than retreat,

Therefore, all ethnic groups in Shu have always fought without avoiding arrows, charging ahead, and taking death as glory.

"Silkworm Cong Clan, how many troops are there this time?" , A middle-aged man on the hillside wearing armor that seemed to be the standard of the Wei general looked at the silkworm bush beside him and said, the difference is that there are more complex and esoteric symbols and patterns on it.

"This time, our clan sent a total of eight thousand, all of them are warriors who are ten warriors", Silkworm Cong listened carefully, as if he sensed the tentative meaning in the man's words, but because his brain was a little clumsy, he patted his chest and showed the muscles inside.

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man on the other side looked at the silkworm cong and looked simple, smiled slightly, and said to the middle-aged man who asked just now: "Bai Hao, how many have you sent this time?" It's not all unweaned cubs."

"Hmph", when the middle-aged man heard this, his originally slightly gloomy face instantly turned blue, and he glanced at the person who spoke just now, and was about to refute it, but he looked at the tall silkworm bush in front of him, and then sighed and said: "This time, our three clans will jointly send troops, and we still have to unite with each other."

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man who maintained the silkworm bush touched the hair tied up on both sides of his head, and said with a smile: "This is the best, everyone, it is really good."

So the people who were sneering at each other just now suddenly fell silent.

And the three people who spoke on the mountain just now were the silkworm cong of the silkworm cong clan, the enlightened chatter of the enlightened clan, and the baihao exhibition mountain of the bai hao clan.

Among them, the Silkworm Cong clan and the Kaiming clan were friendly and allies of each other, and it was rumored that the enlightened chatter was also preparing to marry his daughter, the pearl of the Kaiming clan, to Silkworm Cong Chongming as his wife, in order to maintain the friendship between the two clans for generations.

The Bai Hao clan was keen on the business alliance trade, so he had a bad relationship with the silkworm Cong Mishan, who privately opposed the business alliance, so he also disliked the entire silkworm clan tribe.

At the same time, he not only did not oppose it, but also believed that Shuzhong should expand trade and comprehensively learn from the Central Plains in order to become a powerful country like Wei.

Now the alliance of the three clans, plus the small clans in Shu, a total of more than 55,000 people, are all here.

Silkworm Cong is pure and good-natured, but Bai Hao Zhanshan knows that this time is not only to exterminate the Changchuan Qin army, but also an opportunity to re-elect the king of Xinshu, so he is ready to test the powerful silkworm Cong clan.

As for the enlightened clan, Bai Hao Zhanshan scoffed, his son was not angry, so he was ready to use his daughter to marry the silkworm Cong clan, if he couldn't be the king of Shu, he would be the queen of Shu, he was really ashamed, and he was immortal.

After a while, a messenger secretly came over and reported to the leaders of the three clans who were ambushed by the Chu River, saying that Wei Kai in the city had secretly laid an ambush outside the city according to the words of the so-called traitor.

The silkworm bushes on the hillside are heavy, open-minded, and Bai Hao's Bai Hao Zhanshan heard it, and his face instantly showed joy.

Now that the Qin army in the city has been decided, as long as the coalition army sneaks around behind the Qin army, and then suddenly launches a surprise attack in advance, it will definitely catch the Qin army outside the city by surprise.

Moreover, there were more than 50,000 people on his side, and the Qin army was full of calculations, with less than 12,000 people, and the rest were people who were powerless.

Bai Hao Zhanshan touched his beard at this time, and said happily: "Those mercenaries are really stupid, nearly 30,000 people were actually defeated by more than 8,000 people of the Qin army, hahahaha." This time, let them see how powerful our people in Shu are."

The enlightened chatter also agreed very much in his heart, after all, the combat power of the people of all ethnic groups in Shu Mountain far exceeded those so-called slave armies.

And this time there are more of them, and they also occupy the right time and place, you must know that for the Shushan Lianzhong, who have been fighting in the jungle all year round, sneak attacks are completely commonplace.

At this time, the silkworm cong on the side suddenly whispered: "Even so, we don't want to underestimate the enemy."

Alas, if the Qin generals of Changchuan did not brutally kill those captives, but subdued them with benevolence and made them his subordinates, this battle is really hard to say." But then I thought of something, and I smiled stupidly again.

was originally happy and open-minded, but when he heard the words of the silkworm cong, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he appreciated his future son-in-law even more. After all, the king must not only be able to fight well and defend the country, but also exercise virtue and govern the people.