If the confrontation is a war of war, then this time it is obviously the victory of the Qin people. Wei Yu, who seized the opportunity, hurriedly asked people to go to the camp and shout, 'The king is heroic, and the king of Jing is afraid to leave' and other shouts, and the Qin army was excited when they heard it. But Zhao Zheng, as a party concerned, had a feeling of fainting, the summer was very hot, and he stood on the bank of Weishui for half an hour without moving, which was an experience he had never had.

"King Yingwu!" On the way back to the king's curtain, the general's salute was not only 'to meet the king, to see the king', but also to add the sentence 'the king is heroic'. Hearing such a call from the general, Zhao Zheng unconsciously puffed up his chest high, and his head didn't feel dizzy.

Glory is just as addictive as power, especially for a stubborn king who never gives in, and glory is still more fascinating than power. After all, power can only make people forced to flatter, while glory makes people praise willingly.

Zhao Zheng returned to the royal curtain with glory, and only then did the shouts of 'Great King Yingwu' in the military camp gradually stop. In the camp, as soon as the shouting stopped, Xia Yang fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

"Wine! Wine ......," someone shouted. It's nearly noon and the hottest part of the day is approaching. In the airtight barracks, except for a few soldiers who sat naked, the rest simply lay down. Every once in a while, they have to pour some water on their bodies, otherwise they will be too hot to stand. There can be no shortage of water, and no shortage of wine can be missing, especially when the decisive battle is imminent.

Under the shouts of the soldiers, the subordinates in the camp soon brought wine over, and the black beard rushed up to grab a jar, slapped open the mud seal and poured a mouthful. After drinking in one gulp, he picked up the three jars and was about to go to the tent. When the subordinate who transported the wine wanted to open his mouth to stop him, he took a sip, and the subordinate did not dare to speak again.

"Drinking and drinking...... "Black Beard hugged the general in front of the black face, leaving an altar, and then hugged it in front of Xia Yang, leaving an altar, and finally hugged the remaining altar and began to drink wildly.

The black beard drank wildly, and Xia Yang had no intention of drinking. After the people of Xianyang City went out of the city to eat, the Qin army already knew that Xianyang was captured by the Chu army, and Xia Yang thought about sneaking back to Xianyang to find his wife and daughter late at night, but he was held down by the black face before he came out of the tent. There were many adulterers in the army, and the moonlight was shot through the cracks in the tent, and he shook his head lightly in front of him, and gently spit out two words in his mouth: Don't.

The Qin army camp was very strict, and there were patrols inside and outside the camp, and once someone was found to have stolen out of the camp, they would poke and abandon the city. I really escaped by luck, and I still have to swim through Weishui, and then, Xianyang City can only go out and not enter, and the seven-foot and two-foot-high city wall can't climb up at all, even if I climb up, I will be killed by the Chu soldiers who defend the city as Hou Spy.

People have times when they are not calm, and if someone can pull them at this time, the tragedy will not happen. When Xia Yang was the most irrational in his life, he pulled him and dragged him back from the brink of tragedy. It's just that he still thinks about the small courtyard in Xianyang City, and the two figures in the narrow hall.

"The king is heroic, and the king of Jing is retiring. Hahaha...... "It's not one person who has wine, everyone in the team has wine." A trapper who had just been incorporated into the team drank and laughed. "In this battle, our army will win."

"Hey!" The rest of the people immediately echoed, except for the black face, black beard, and Xia Yang.

"The magistrate doesn't think so?" He who drinks and talks is blind. It is said that he is blind, but he is not completely blind, that is, he can't open his eyes completely, and he can only see half of the eyes and the whites of his eyes.

"There is no need to say more, our army will naturally win." The black face replied with disdain. He did not die in the trap camp for many years, not only on the battlefield, but also in the intrigue within the team. The blind routine is too shallow, and he can see through it at a glance.

"I thought," after the blind attack was defused, the black face quickly diverted everyone's attention. "The Jing people have already left the city to camp and line up, why hasn't the general asked us to wait to prepare for battle?"

"Yes, yes. Why didn't the general make me wait? "The trapper is always in front. Unlike the heavy infantry, the heavy infantry except for the front three rows, the rear soldiers rarely had the opportunity to fight, and when the two armies exchanged, they only took a push role.

There is no doubt about the importance of traps, only they can charge into battle and protect the heavy infantry, but such an important trapper seems to have been forgotten, which is really puzzling.

"Why?" The blind eye half-opened his other eye and glanced at the dark face with difficulty.

"I don't know why." Grim smile. The wrinkles on his face wrinkled together when he smiled, and his whole face quickly darkened. "Besides, the arrangement of troops is a secret in the army, how can we sinners snoop on it?"

"Yes, yes." The blind face said this, and nodded again and again.

In this way, we wait, we wait, we wait......" War has never been a thing that ordinary people like, especially in the face of Jing people who can't get benefits. The soldiers couldn't help but have the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, and finally coughed heavily, and these people restrained the joy on their faces.

"Why did the two eagles ......" It was so hot that the tabernacle was lifted all open, leaving only one roof. Xia Yang walked in and pointed to the two eagles soaring in the sky and asked. They circled one by one, as if they were hunting, but dozens of miles were full of military camps, and Xia Yang didn't know what they were hunting.

"Where?" He looked at the sky and followed Xia Yang's hand to see the two eagles. "Dead too."

"Dead?" The voice of the black face was very soft, and Xia Yang was a little loud because of his surprise.

"Yes." The face said again, but his voice was still very low. "The heat is unbearable, and there are many sick people in the army. If you don't fight with the Jing people again......"

The dark face couldn't see his expression, and Xia Yang didn't look at his expression, he remembered the heavy truck he saw a few days ago. Those heavy car seals are so tightly sealed that no one knows what's inside.

"We have not been in front of the battle so far, and the array is different." Di said in a lower voice in Xia Yang's ear. "I thought that in this battle, our army would be defeated."

"Huh?!" Xia Yang exclaimed. If the Qin army won this battle, he still thought about returning home, but he didn't think that the face would say that the Qin army would be defeated in this battle. If he loses, he won't be able to go home.

"Silence." Seeing that the people in the tent paid attention, the black face held Xia Yang down again. "If our army is defeated, it should die quickly; If you can't die......"

"So what?" Xia Yang was a little panicked, he remembered the night of the night attack.

"Find a secondary shield and dig up the earth to cover it." Grim Mask talked about his experience of survival, and when he talked about digging in the earth to cover up, his face twitched a few times, and he smiled a little sadly. After speaking, he patted Xia Yang's shoulder and arm again, went to the best position in the tent and lay down, and snored.