Zhao Kuo looked at Wei Yuan, who was full of seriousness, and couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder: "Follow me and do it well, don't embarrass me!" ”

After speaking, he walked out of Wei Yuan's camp, looking at the soldiers outside the camp who pricked up their ears and eavesdropped, Zhao Kuo shook his head a little funny, naturally he would not bother with them anymore.

When he returned to his tent and looked at the topographic map of Changping hanging on the wall, Zhao Kuo once again fell into deep thought. For the sake of the more than 400,000 Zhao Guoerlang, he has to fight his way out of this game of dead chess no matter what.

Zhao Kuo wouldn't know that in the military tent of the Qin State not far from Danzhuling, a similar scene was also being staged.

Looking at Wang Yi, who was undecided, Bai Qi stroked his slightly gray beard, and said with a smile: "Why is General Wang undecided?" ”

Wang Yi put down the chess pieces and wiped the sweat from his sideburns. is worthy of being the minister of the Qin military, and even the game is full of boundless murderous energy, and every step impacts his fragile nerves.

Looking at Wu Anjun, who was smiling but his eyes were extremely sharp, a far-fetched smile appeared at the corner of Wang Di's mouth: "Jun Shang's chess strength is extraordinary, I am not an opponent, so I don't know where to start." ”

Bai Qi picked up a chess piece and threw it on the chessboard at will: "General Wang is hesitant in his heart, so he is so indecided." ”

Wang Yi sighed, looked at the big dragon on his chessboard who was cut off from life, and said, "The king is ready to annihilate the Zhao army here in one fell swoop, so let me lure the enemy deeper." Wang Yi is incompetent, and he can't complete the task entrusted by the king, and please punish him! ”

"General Wang is too fussful, when Jiang Taigong caught the big fish of King Zhou Wen, he paid attention to a wisher taking the bait. I don't care about the more than 400,000 Zhao Jun, some of them have the means to let them enter a certain urn! Bai stood with his hands in his hands, and his eyes revealed a dangerous gaze.

"Wang Yi is stupid, please give me advice!"

"King Zhao Xiaocheng, this little boy is far from his father King Huiwen, and he can actually commit the taboo of changing generals in battle. Zhao Kuo claims to be Zhao Hao's son, and he is confident that he can defeat my Qin country's tiger and wolf division in the field, this time Bai will teach Zhao Hao well, this unsuccessful son! ”

Bai Qi did not choose to answer Wang Di's question, and said to himself, his words were full of disdain for Zhao Xiaocheng and Zhao Kuo.

It's no wonder that Bai Qi is like this, and he has been commanding troops for decades now. In that year, he led the army to attack Zhao, took the Light Wolf City, and killed 30,000 Zhao troops. According to his meaning, he wanted to take advantage of the situation to take Handan, the capital of Zhao State.

King Zhaoxiang of Qin chose to recall himself in order to attack Chu and negotiate peace with King Huiwen in Mianchi. In his opinion, if King Zhaoxiang had followed his own opinion back then, there would still be this stalemate there.

But it's okay in this way, compared to the petty fights like back then, it is still this time to be able to kill more than 400,000 Zhao troops to meet his appetite.

Wang Yi looked at the murderous Bai Qi in front of him, and took two steps back without a trace. It was really difficult for him to resist the momentum on Bai Qi's body, and if he carried it again, he would probably show his timidity.

Wang Qi inadvertently knocked down the kettle at his feet as he retreated, and the crisp cracking sound made Bai Qi wake up from his thoughts. The murderous aura that permeated the tent gradually retracted to him, and Bai Qi sat down on the seat again like a kind old man.

"General Wang, why don't we play another game?"

Wang Yu let the sweat on his forehead drip to his feet, lowered his head and said, "No! ”

Bai Qi looked at Wang Yi, who was low-eyed and pleasing to the eye, and nodded with satisfaction. These young people always have to beat and beat to know how to obey their words, Bai Qi thought.

Zhao Kuo on the other side looked at the hair that had been thrown to the ground by himself, rubbed his faintly aching head, and decisively threw this problem aside.

For the sake of now, it is better to adopt the holding strategy formulated by Lian Po before, and wait until the cavalry training is completed before making a decision.

Since he decided not to want to, Zhao Kuo lay on the bed in the tent, even if autumn comes, the hot weather still makes it difficult to sleep.

Zhao Kuo, who had been lying for a long time and did not feel sleepy at all, put on his clothes and walked outside the tent. Looking at the moon shining quietly on the earth overhead, an indescribable sorrow welled up in my heart.

came to this world inexplicably, and faced Bai Qi, the "God of Killing" who was powerful in the Warring States, all of which made Zhao Kuo, who originally lived in modern society, feel anxious.

He will not forget that his current identity is that he was killed by Bai Qi on the Changping battlefield, and how to change this ending has become his biggest problem now.

Zhao Kuo sat alone on the stone outside the tent, looking up at the moon hanging in the air, as if petrified.

After a long time, Zhao Kuo finally came to his senses, and although there was no one around, he still smiled a little embarrassedly. As the chief general who commanded the 400,000 army of Zhao State, it was really undesirable to have such emotions.

Unconsciously, Zhao Kuo's originally proud character is gradually affecting this soul of crossing, and the two of them gradually begin to feel like they are blending, and the two souls slowly become a complete Zhao people.

A groggy feeling surged into Zhao Kuo's head, and drowsiness spread all over his body. Finally, Zhao Kuo, who couldn't bear it, returned to his tent, lay on the bed and quickly fell asleep.

On the night after the soul fusion, Zhao Kuo had an extremely dangerous nightmare. No matter how hard he tried, it would be difficult to change the wheel of history.

The invincible "God of Killing" Bai Qi once again forced him to the edge of the cliff, and Zhao Kuo could only watch as the Qin soldier's spear pierced into his body.

The pain of that moment made him forget that it was a dream, and he struggled in horror, wanting to die with Bai Qi who was sitting on the horse.

Just as he used all his strength to prepare to pounce on Bai Qi, Bai Qi's shadow became farther and farther away from him, until it disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Kuo could only wait quietly for the blood in his body to flow out with the spear that pierced into his body, and the Grim Reaper carrying the scythe had already smiled mockingly at him.

"General, general?" The faint voice came from nowhere, making Zhao Kuo, who was lying on the ground, open his eyes and wake up.

Wei Chen stood by the bed worriedly, gently shaking Zhao Kuo's trembling body. Seeing that Zhao Kuo opened his eyes, he finally breathed a sigh of relief: "General, you have finally woken up, everyone has come to the big tent of the Chinese army, just waiting for the general." ”

Zhao Kuo rubbed his stunned forehead, and when he heard Wei Chen's words, he asked strangely, "What are you waiting for me to do?" ”