Before yesterday, the Chu army did not go out of the city and station, but only closed the gate of Xianyang City, which was equivalent to allowing the Qin army to cross the river. Beginning yesterday, after the sappers poured concrete piles, a small number of divisions and brigades went out of the city to station. And today, all the Chu troops in Xianyang City will leave the city and be stationed on the north bank of Weishui, ready for the river crossing that will begin at dawn tomorrow.

When Xiong Jing walked out of Ruoying Palace, Zhuang Quji and others were already waiting at the bottom of the steps, and his mount was led by the people who refused to accept Erzheng. Mi Qian took Fusu to the outside of the hall and watched him straddle his horse. At this time, Mi Qian faintly regretted it, regretted that she shouldn't have made such an exclamation, and in addition to regret, she was becoming more and more worried. With her husband on one side and her younger brother on the other, hundreds of thousands of soldiers will fight wildly outside Xianyang City, and if any misfortune happens to either of them, she will be devastated.

"Uncle!" There were too many things in Mi Qian's heart, and she was too heavy to speak, Fusu watched Xiong Jing go farther and farther, and shouted loudly. It's a pity that Xiong Jing really went far away at this time, so far that he could only see the three-headed phoenix flag waving in the wind.

"Listen to me, turn left!" Within the confines of the palace, the Chu army, which had already packed up everything, lined up, and after the guards accompanying Xiong Jing merged into the battle sequence, each division turned one after another.

At this time, the Chu army was no longer the amateur division and brigade that only knew how to turn to one side, and the Chu army at this time had become the elite of good fighting. When they turned, their movements were in unison, the nails rubbing against the armor, the spears bumping against the armor, and the leather boots slumping on the ground, these sounds were as neat as the movements.

Xiong Jing likes to listen to this powerful sound. But he had no intention of having the soldiers rotate a few more times, or to train specifically for uniformity. He wants a hundred warriors, not a sissy performance team. Neat can only be the casual expression of the tacit understanding of the soldiers. Right now, he and the disobedience under his crotch have integrated into this tacit understanding.

'Step, step, step, step ......', the sound of 100,000 people walking in unison resounded throughout the royal city, even if they tried their best to restrain themselves, the temple people and palace maids in the royal city were still watching this long-stationed army leave the palace. They either prayed that the Qin army would defeat the Jing people, or they hurriedly ran to the palaces and mansions in the east city to report that the Jing people were finally gone.

In this era when there are no firecrackers, if there are firecrackers, the generals of the Chu army will definitely be able to hear the sound of firecrackers - in the neat pace of the Chu army, not only cheers came from the east and west cities, but also the sound of blowing pipes. Obviously, this is the Qin people celebrating the withdrawal of the Chu army from Xianyang City.

Xiong Jing didn't seem to hear about this, if he defeated the Qin army and killed or captured Zhao Zheng, he would come back. At that time, Fusu will be established as the new king of Qin, and if this step is achieved, the war between Chu and Qin will really end, and the world will also maintain the current balance of power of the coexistence of the five countries, until the overseas colonies are divided, and a new war of annihilation will be triggered on the mainland.

The Chu army was pouring out of Xianyang City like a torrent, Xiong Jing had not thought deeply about the meaning of this battle before, he was thinking about how to defeat the Qin army that was twice as large as his own, at this time, he was fearless. Once he really thought about the meaning of this war, he was a little uneasy. It's like a person climbing a towering tree, and when he climbs it, he is not afraid, and when he climbs to the top of the tree, he only looks down, and his whole body trembles a little. Fortunately, the footsteps of the soldiers kept him quiet and made his eyes steadfast.

The gate of Xianyang City suddenly opened, and columns of Chu troops poured out of Xianyang City, which naturally caused the Qin army in Weinan to shake. The order cavalry went to the shogunate one after another to report, and it was meaningless to report later, the Chu army went out of the city to cross Wei, because of the restrictions of the city gate, it was impossible for them to pull out the camp in Xianyang City. The general and the strategists knew it, but the battalion sergeants were a little flustered, and the movements of the Chu army on the other side of Weishui made them very uneasy, thinking that the decisive battle was today.

"If it's not tomorrow, it's the day after tomorrow." Wei Yi looked at the Chu army that began to camp on the other side of Weishui, and frowned. He hoped it would be today.

"The Nanyang Chu army is coming!" Zhao Yong shook his head again and again, he was very worried about Zhang Han. Once Zhang Han doesn't hold Bashang, it will evolve into a situation where the enemy is attacked on the back of the abdomen. 200,000 Chu troops, even if the Chu army reinforced by Nanyang did not have witch weapons, it would be difficult to resist the wave attack of the spear - everything of the Chu army was within the scope of the Qin army's research, and this kind of research could not only guard against the Chu army, but also benefit the Qin army.

"Meet the King! Meet the King! Meet the king...... "Outside the Qin camp, Wei Yi and Zhao Yong and others standing on the chariot were talking, and there was a sound of bowing behind them. Zhao Zheng is here.

Aristotle IV specially selected two Sogdiana horses for Zhao Zheng. At this time, Zhao Zheng was not riding the white dragon horse in the morning, but a jujube red dragon horse. Jujube red matches the Wei Ben suit on his body, riding on a horse in the hot summer, even if the hot wind blows on his face when galloping, there is an indescribable comfort.

Ryoma had been in the palace for several months, but unfortunately the castrated Sogdiana stallion had a violent temperament, and after falling once in the garden, Zhao Zheng did not dare to ride them. But now with the help of stirrups and saddles, Zhao Zheng has a sense of ease, and he no longer has to be distracted by the two things of driving the horse and keeping his body stable.

"I've seen the king." Zhao Yong and the others saluted Zhao Zheng together. After saluting, Zhao Yong said worriedly: "This place is only six miles away from the Jingren camp, please ...... the king."

"Why do you need to say more?" Zhao Zheng was displeased. It was his subconscious that he could not be inferior to King Jing, who had been troubled by his inability to ride a dragon horse, and now all difficulties no longer existed, but these courtiers always stopped him. "King Jing can be like this, why can't the widow be like this?"

"King Jing, barbarians. The son of a daughter, he can't sit down, the king is the king of my Great Qin, and he will be the son of heaven in the future, how can he walk in the dangerous place of the army. Zhao Yong persuaded again, and the other generals also persuaded each other.

"Humph!" Riding on a horse and sitting on a car are two different feelings, the courtier's words Zhao Zheng didn't hear it at all, he pulled the reins and circled around the chariot of Zhao Yong and Wei Yi and others. The generals' eyes followed him, and when he walked out of Meng Tian's car, the stirrups were clamped, and the dragoon under his crotch rushed out, and actually ran towards Weishui.

"Rest!" The generals' faces changed greatly, Zhao Yong snatched the reins of the royal hand, and rode his horse in hot pursuit. Meng Tian and the others also stepped forward, and Wei Yu shouted: "No! Never! ”

Zhao Zheng ran to Weishui, Zhao Yong, Zhao Gao and others also ran to Weishui, if the rest of the generals also ran to Weishui, as soon as the Chu army's witch weapon sounded, this battle would not have to be fought. Wei Yu shouted to the generals, and the generals could only watch Zhao Zheng, Zhao Yong and others go away.

"King Qin! King Qin also! "On the north bank of Weishui, the Chu army is encamping according to the sequence in the battle plan, in preparation for crossing Weishui early tomorrow morning. At this time, the Ling Rider galloped past the waterside, shouting King Qin, and for a while all eyes were on Weinan.

"The King." The disturbance caused by the cavalry Xiong Jing's side noticed that under the southeast wind, the huge Chang Qi on the other side of Weishui was just spread horizontally in front of Xiong Jing and the others. Under it is Zhao Zheng, the king of Qin, who is riding a jujube red dragon horse and wearing a Wei Ben suit, and he is running towards Weishui.

"Drive!" Xiong Jing did not hesitate, he rode his horse and galloped towards Weishui. Following him, the guards cavalry, the left and right two histories, and Zhuang Wudi and other strategists will take the lead, and everyone rushed to the bank of Weishui.

Soon, the two kings were meeting on both sides of Weishui, separated by more than 300 steps. This was the first time Xiong Jing had seen Zhao Zheng, and without the help of Lu Lijing, he could only see a bearded young king standing under the red permanent flag. He was dressed in a scarlet Wei Ben suit, naked clothes, with the tall dragon horse, just looking at his posture, he felt that this person was heroic and upright.

"The King." Zhao Gao, who caught up, handed Lu Lijing, in fact, he also wanted to see what the Barbarian Chu King looked like.

After many years of imitation, the Lu Lijing made by Shaofu is no longer as bad as that of Chu State, and in the clear vision, Zhao Zheng finally saw Xiong Jing. A handsome young man dancing with an elephant, his upper lip had not yet grown a beard, only a faint fluff, but in contrast to his immature countenance, he looked at a calm and sharp gaze, which was not the gaze of a young man. The bright armor is simple and unpretentious, and under the armor, like him, he is also dressed in a colorful Wei Ben suit.

Zhao Zheng looked at Xiong Jing carefully in Lu Lijing, if it weren't for the previous few fights, he would only treat this young man the age of a dancing elephant as a dispensable shaft, even if this shaft was the king of Chu State. In fact, it was the Chu army led by this shaft that defeated the Qin army one after another, and now it has also attacked Xianyang. If the Qin State really will die, it must be at the hands of this person.

The two great kings looked at each other silently across the Weishui River for more than three hundred steps, and time and space froze at this moment. One of them will sweep away the nations and unify the whole world; The other wants to preserve the current pattern of the five kingdoms, and bring the countries into the sea and the world.

Technology, generals, tactics, strategy, ......resources, the emergence of gunpowder gave the Chu army an absolute advantage, but just three days ago, the Green Ocean fleet led by Wu Gou Chang disappeared in the Mediterranean; Just today, a carrier pigeon with the information of the Seleucid Empire's seizure of the sea boat of the Chu State flew out of the port of Wumbley in the Persian Gulf, and the gap between the two sides was quickly erased.

The two who are already evenly matched can only defeat each other with all their might, so as to carry out their will in this majestic and vast land. And the final victory or defeat of the war will not only determine the fate of the whole world, but also the fate of the people living in this land after 2,000 years.

Standing on the north bank of Weishui, Xiong Jing felt that such a confrontation was very boring, and the decisive battle was imminent, and he still had a lot of military affairs to deal with. Zhao Zheng, who was standing on the south bank of Weishui, stood for less than a quarter of an hour before his head was dizzy and soaked by the sun. However, he is different from Xiong Jing, he can't retreat first, and retreating first is a sign of cowardice and admitting defeat.

"Let's go." Xiong Jing, who didn't want to be so bored anymore, turned his horse's head, and the generals around him followed him away. As soon as he left, the people around Zhao Zheng shouted: "King Jing retreats, King Jing retreats!" Long live the king, long live the king! ”

The southeast wind transmitted the shouts of the Qin people, Xiong Jing remembered the Zhao Wang at the meeting of the pond, and he felt that it was unnecessary to kill a Hui Ma, so let the Qin people masturbate themselves.