On the third day of the siege of Yuanyuan City, the four Rongdi camps at the four city gates outside the city retreated back ten miles at the same time, and this change suddenly made the Qin people in the city happy, and they all thought that those Rongdi barbarians were scared and had the intention of retreating. So they came out of the house.

The general looked at the boxes on several carts, which were all his savings over the years, as well as scraping together from some families in Fenyuan City, which had made it enough to scrape together enough gold, silver, and jewelry. Although it was a little painful, he still waved his hand and asked a team of soldiers to rush to the agreed place with these things, and of course Qin Chuan was accompanied by him.

Sandwiched between everyone, Qin Chuan did not have the slightest fear, and when he walked out of the hiding place, he thought of such an ending. I don't know when some Qin people of different ages gradually appeared around the team, and they all set their eyes on Qin Chuan, who was dressed in black.

I don't know when, a Qin man knelt on the ground with a puff, and shouted loudly with a hint of choking in his mouth: "Childe is righteous, willing to take risks for us, I only wish Childe to return safely." ”

The words of this Qin man seemed to resonate with everyone, and they knelt down on both sides of the road, shouting in unison: "May the prince return safely." ”

One by one, the Qin people came out of the room and fell to their knees in unison, because they all knew what Qin Chuan was going to do.

Qin Chuan listened to the simple words of these Qin people, looked at them sad for themselves, held back the tears in his eyes, and turned his head.

The general guarding the city looked at the movements of the Qin people around him, and there was a sneer in his heart, was a group of untouchables kicked in the head by a cow, and they actually thanked a child, shouldn't they thank themselves? The untouchables are indeed ignorant and lowly. But he didn't stop the movement of these people, but kept urging the soldiers to speed up their way out of the city.

Soon, at the urging of the general defending the city, the sergeants left the city with these carts of gold, silver and jewelry, and walked in the agreed direction.

Watching the convoy leave the city gate, the city guard general breathed a sigh of relief, with a slight hesitation on his face, and then turned around and walked towards the city, no matter what, he also had to prepare some matters to defend the city.

Qin Chuan was alone and was added in the middle by several Qin soldiers, and rushed towards the place agreed by the old man Sun Su and the leader of Rong Di. The two swords of radish and sweet potato let him hide in the general's mansion, because he did not want these two swords to fall into the hands of the leader of the Rongdi tribe. The agreed place was only three or four miles away from the city of Yuanyuan, and further ahead was the place where the Rongdi tribe had camped before.

There was nothing to say all the way, and all the soldiers looked at Qin Chuan vigilantly, as if they were afraid that he would run away. Qin Chuan felt the gaze of the Qin army around him, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. If he wanted to run, would he have to wait until now? These people are not in his eyes yet.

Soon, the group came to the agreed place, and a middle-aged man in white stood there with a team of Rong Di soldiers, looking at the group of people who came slowly.

The middle-aged man in white was naturally Wei Chen, seeing the several carts of gold, silver and jewelry behind him, he didn't care that the general guarding the city did not send food as agreed, and waved his hand to the soldiers behind him, and several soldiers rode out from behind him, and soon drove the carriages towards the direction of the barracks.

"You are the son of the Qin State? The son of Yingqu Liang? Wei Chen looked at Qin Chuan with a calm expression and asked.

"Qin State, Qin Chuan." Qin Chuan returned to the Tao without being humble or arrogant.

"Qin Chuan, Qin Chuan, good name, but how did I hear that the crown prince of Qin doesn't seem to be called Qin Chuan?" Wei Chen's eyes were slightly raised, and he looked at Qin Chuan with a smile.

Qin Chuan's face darkened for a moment, then he returned to normal, looked up at Wei Chen, and said calmly: "Whether you believe it or not, I am Qin Chuan, the son of Qin State, if you don't believe it, you can kill me." ”

The surrounding soldiers changed their faces drastically, and they looked at Qin Chuan with a look of disbelief.

"Okay, whether you are or not, I will treat you as the son of the Qin State, but it's a pity." Wei Chen said with a sigh on his face.

"I don't know if the general is a member of the Rongdi tribe?" Qin Chuan suddenly asked.

Wei Chen shook his head, and the scholar Qin Chuan said in the previous tone: "Whether you believe it or not, I am not a person of Rong Di. Hahaha. ”

After laughing a few times, Wei Chen waved at the Qin State soldiers.

When those Qin State soldiers saw Wei Chen's movements, their faces were overjoyed, and they turned around and ran towards the Yuan Yuan City behind them. But he didn't run far when a burst of arrows came from behind him, and suddenly several soldiers became corpses.

"Such a coward, also worthy of being called a soldier. I'm just cleaning up some moths for Qin. Wei Chen said calmly, as if he had just killed a few cattle and sheep.

Wei Chen stretched out his hand, pointed in the direction of Yuan City, and said loudly, "Sooner or later, I will take you down." After speaking, he ignored Qin Chuan, turned his horse's head and galloped towards the barracks.

A Rong Di soldier tied Qin Chuan's hands, threw them on his horse, and took Qin Chuan in the direction of the military camp.

In Mianzhucheng, when the sky was just slightly bright, there were already bursts of noisy sounds in the military camp outside the city, and the soldiers lined up in an orderly manner to receive the morning's meal from the hands of the man and began to eat silently. The Jing Jian was also dressed at this time, and after eating the breakfast brought in by the guards, he walked out of the camp.

With the sound of drums, five thousand sergeants pulled their horses out of the stables and began to assemble slowly. Although the five thousand Qin cavalry were already well-trained and assembled quickly, they were still a little slow in the eyes of Jing Jian.

After about an hour, when the sun began to rise slowly, the five thousand men finally stood in front of the Jing Supervisor.

"Old Qin, go to the national disaster together, for the sake of the original city, all the soldiers will set off with me." Jing Jian sat on his horse and said loudly.

"Let's go."

"Let's go."

.......

Bursts of echoes resounded in the camp, and the sound was like thunder, resounding in all directions. Jing Jian still turned his horse's head with a serious face, and rushed towards Yuanyuan City with five thousand Qin troops.

A merchant pushing a wooden cart happened to see the scene of the army walking out of the barracks, and immediately stopped advancing, and after the 5,000 people had walked away, he accelerated his pace and walked towards Mianzhucheng. Soon after, a carrier pigeon fluttered its wings and flew high into the air from an inconspicuous corner of the city of Mianzhu.

The war horses kept galloping on the official road, like a black torrent, and quickly rushed towards the direction of Fenyuan City. It wasn't until he entered the realm of Fenyuan City that Jing Jian, who was in a somewhat relaxed mood, became heavy again. Because every village around them looked dilapidated, the corpses were thrown aside, and the blood on the ground did not seem to have completely dried up. All this shows that this place was once extremely miserable.

Every time they passed through a village, everyone's mood became heavy, and a nameless anger filled everyone's hearts. Until they saw the shocking scene, the anger seemed to have reached the point where it was about to explode.

In a huge clearing, there were dozens of Kyoto temples, and not only that, but the heads of each corpse were cut off and piled up together like bodies.

Each Jingguan was preceded by a banner of the Qin army, as if to tell the people who came after them the identity of these corpses.

The Zhujing view is a legend, and I have never seen that country really go to the country, because once it is done, it means that there must be no end to the death between two warring countries, and the war will not stop until a country is completely destroyed.

Jing Jian looked at everything in front of him with red eyes, and the five thousand Qin soldiers behind him saw this scene, and at the same time, they were shocked, but also angry, and looked at the corpses of their compatriots in front of them silently.

"These brutes, I, Jing Jian, swear to break them into thousands of pieces to avenge the dead soldiers of my Great Qin." Jing Jian roared with red eyes.

Through his clothes, he could tell at a glance that these corpses were the corpses of the Qin army who had rushed from Mianzhu City to support Yuanyuan City. Even if he died, he was tortured by those Rongdi barbarians.

Jing Jian was angry, and the five thousand Qin troops behind him were also angry.

Holding back the anger in his heart, Jing Jian turned around and drew the long sword on his body, raised the long sword, and shouted loudly to the silent five thousand soldiers behind him: "Kill those Rong Di barbarians and avenge our dead compatriots." ”

"Revenge, revenge." The five thousand Qin Jun also drew the long sword in his hand and said loudly. It was as if these roars could vent the anger in my heart.

After everyone's shouts disappeared, Jing Jian took the lead and rushed forward from the side of those Jingguan to the direction of Zhiyuan City.

"When the army triumphs, it will be buried thickly." Jing Jian ran wildly, thinking to himself. But tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

The man has tears and does not flick, but he has not reached the sad place.

Jing Jian thought that he had participated in a lot of wars, but he had never seen such a cruel method as Zhujingguan, and while he was angry, he also raised his vigilance against the Rongdi tribe, and constantly sent soldiers to the front to check the situation.

As he approached Fenyuan City, Jing Jian had a bad premonition in his heart, because none of the soldiers sent out to check the situation ahead had returned.

As this bad feeling grew stronger, Jing Jian slowed down his progress. The speed of the five thousand soldiers who followed behind him also slowed down.

Glancing at the Qin army behind him, there was still a sense of anger, dozens of miles ahead was the city of Yuanyuan, so Jing Jian ordered the team to start repairing in place, and at the same time constantly sent soldiers to the front to investigate the news.

As soon as Jing Jian took a sip of water, he saw a war horse running quickly towards this side, and on the war horse was a bloodied soldier.

Soon, several soldiers supported the soldier and came to Jing Jian, but at this time, it was obvious that he had more air in and less air, and he just said that there was an ambush, and then he lost his breath.

The soldier's words further confirmed the premonition in Jing Jian's heart, so he ordered the Qin army of five thousand to start preparations, and the big battle was coming.

Because of the previous anger, everyone ran wildly, but once the strings in their hearts were loosened, they suddenly felt soreness all over their bodies, and they couldn't even lift up a trace of strength.

Jing Jian secretly said badly, and hurriedly urged the sergeants around him to sort out the formation. Although he was in a hurry, it took a lot of effort for the team of 5,000 people to put it together.

As soon as I took a breath, I felt the earth shake, like thunder. Jing Jian looked up, and an even larger black cloud suddenly appeared a few miles away, like a demon, rushing towards them quickly.

Jing Jian's heart sank to the bottom, but he still took a deep breath, drew the long sword on his body, and roared loudly: "Old Qin, fight to the death." ”

"Fight to the death, fight to the death." The five thousand soldiers also shouted loudly.

Jing Jian fiercely waved the long sword in his hand, grabbed the horse's belly, and rushed forward, followed by the five thousand Qin troops who looked at death as if they were at home.

The Qin army must fight to the death in every battle, and will neither retreat nor surrender.