In the middle of the night, the stars were sparse, and a group of cavalry rushed by with torches. In the dark night, it was like a winding fire dragon, rushing straight to Xianyang, the heart of the Great Qin Empire.

Seeing cavalry galloping from a distance, the defenders of the city who were in first-level combat readiness immediately blew their horns. The silent trumpet of the night soon became a piece, and the sound of bells and drums followed. The entire Xianyang Palace was suddenly brightly lit, and the city walls and palace walls were full of groups of forbidden troops. In the dark night, it was like a black wall, blocking all those who dared to offend the majesty of the Great Qin royal family from Xianyang.

Wang Qian, who had just been transferred back to Beijing, was dressed in pitch-black armor. Under the reflection of the torch, it looks like a Nine Heavens Demon God. Looking at the fire dragon winding under the city, Wang Jian raised his hand and gave the trumpeter a slap. A thousand cavalry, where is it qualified to attack Xianyang.

The sound of bells and drums woke up the sleeping Xianyang Palace, and Jing Er's "Huo" was startled. Qiandu appeared in front of Jing Er's bed like a ghost, carrying a bronze sword glowing with gold in his hand. He was actually wearing bronze armor, and his solemn expression was very manly.

"What's going on?" Jing Er is like a frightened rabbit, and now there are only 20,000 soldiers in Xianyang City. Since Daqin moved the capital, Xianyang has never been so weak.

"Don't be surprised, my lord! Someone has already been sent to inquire about General Wang Qian, and I believe that news will come soon. Qiandu whispered, trying to make his voice appear calm. The king is only fourteen years old, and in the face of such an extraordinary moment, it is excellent for a young man to have such a performance!

Jing Er pursed his lips and didn't speak, he knew that there was no point in him talking now.

Wang Ling appeared in front of Xianyang Palace for the first time. His three thousand guards stood in front of the palace gate with their backs to the palace wall. If Yun Yue's defeat is really true, Wang Ling intends to live and die with Xianyang Palace. Swear to defend it to the death, the orthodoxy of the Great Qin royal family.

Jiaofang Hall and Gaoquan Palace are even brighter. Groups of palace maids bumped into each other like headless flies, and from time to time someone bumped into each other. But no one cursed, and no one spoke. The atmosphere was flustered and weird, everyone was panicked, and they had to pretend to be calm.

Zhao Ji sat behind the desk, her hand pressed on the teacup, and her face was unwavering. Chang Yu stood aside cautiously and waited, looking at this guy's ruddy face. The ghost didn't believe it had castrated.

"Yunhou is my invincible and famous general of Great Qin, it will be fine, and I will definitely not ask the Queen Mother to rest assured."

Zhao Ji still didn't speak. Bei Fang bit his lower lip tightly. The hand holding the clay cup was clenched tightly, and there was no blood at the joints. His eyes were glued to the palace gate, as if he wanted to see through the thick palace walls and see all the way to the battlefield.

"Qing'er. You said Yunhou would win! The filial piety queen paced back and forth nervously. She has always been calm, but she has lost her sense of proportion. Like a menopausal woman, she chattered non-stop. The same sentence has been asked by Qin Qing no less than ten times.

"Yunhou is my undefeated famous general in Great Qin, he will! Definitely! Such an answer Qin Qing also returned no less than ten times.

"Oh!" Empress Xiao was still spinning around the hall like a donkey, turning around and asking in a low voice: "Qing'er, you said that Yunhou would win!" ”

"Yunhou is my undefeated famous general in Great Qin, he will! Definitely! ”

The cavalry of the brigade galloped a stone's throw from the city wall, and the first man raised his arms high. Hold on to the reins with one hand. The horse neighed under his crotch. The front hooves were raised high, and the volley kicked a few times and stopped abruptly. shouted: "Forbidden Military Captain Sima Yang." Buckle the pass to meet my king! The soldier next to him brought the torch close to Sima Yang's face so that the people on the city wall could see it clearly. Otherwise, they will be shot into a sieve by a strong crossbow.

With the help of the torch light, Wang Jian could see Sima Yang's face clearly. At the same time, he also saw the big red helmet on his head clearly, and Sima Cuo's descendants must be urgent military affairs when they were Hongling's urgent envoys, thinking of Yunyue on the edge of Weishui. Wang Jian leaned against the wall battlements and shouted: "It turned out to be Captain Sima, open the city gate!" Captain Sima, how is the battle situation of our army? ”

The former sentence is official business, and the latter sentence is purely private talk. The discipline of the Great Qin Army is strict, and Wang Jian should not ask. But he was really worried about Yun Yue, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Hahaha! Great victory! Great victory! Yunhou led the army to break the rebels and beheaded Du Bi by more than 50,000 levels. The captive son became a prisoner, and the forbidden army will return to the division in triumph tomorrow. Yunhou led the army to Hangu Pass, believing that it would be recovered in a few days! "If it is an ordinary military situation, Sima Yang will definitely not confide half a word. However, the sooner the news of the victory spreads, the better. Mr. Fan Zeng, who was beside Yunhou, said that the sooner the people of Xianyang are settled, the richer the reward will be.

"Boom......!" The whole city was boiling, and the soldiers forgot about military discipline and brandished their blades in their hands and screamed wildly. From top to bottom, there was jubilation, and Wang Qian, who has always led soldiers and was rigid, also breathed a sigh of relief. 60,000 against more than 100,000, and such a record can still be achieved. Wang Qian, who was excited, seemed to have some jealousy.

The heavy city gate was pushed open, and the sound of galloping horses' hooves broke the tranquility of Xianyang City. As soon as he entered the city, Hongling hurriedly pulled his neck and shouted: "Great victory!" Great victory! Weishui won a great victory, slashed 50,000 levels below Dubi, and captured the son of a prisoner! ”

Wang Ling heard Hongling's urgent shout, his expression was suffocated, and then he laughed wildly. With a wave of his hand, the guards lined up on both sides and moved out of the way of the palace gate.

The city gate lang on the main gate heard the sound of the luan bell, this kind of bell belonged to the red feather urgency, did not dare to slack off, he came out of the small door, stood in front of the door and prepared to check the paperwork. There was no paperwork, a waist card flew over in the dark, caught it, and quickly opened the side door, no one dared to stop the 100,000 fire waist cards of the Great Qin Guard.

The civil and military officials who came in a hurry widened their eyes and watched dozens of cavalry enter the main gate and let their horses gallop. The remaining cavalry made a turn along the palace wall and headed straight for the forbidden camp.

An attendant ran into the Jiaofang Hall in a panic, tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground.

"Bang" hung her heart to the extreme, and Zhao Ji's phoenix eyes stood up. The clay bowl that was clenched in his hand finally couldn't stand such a big pressure and shattered into eight petals! The sharp shards of pottery dug deep into the flesh, and blood gushed out.

"Weishui victory! More than 50,000 levels below Du Bi were killed, and the son of the prisoner was born, and the main gate of the forbidden army will be sacrificed tomorrow! The chamberlain lay on the ground and roared before he had time to get up.

Whew, Zhao Ji didn't seem to feel the pain in her hands. He let out a long sigh of relief, and the bones in his body seemed to be torn apart. There were tears in his eyes and a smile on his lips. His blood-soaked hands kept slapping on the desk, and there was only one word in his mouth: "Good, good, good!" ”

The same scene also happened in the Gaoquan Palace, where the filial piety queen laughed loudly and called for people to serve her to bathe and change clothes. She is going to the New Year's Hall to thank the ancestors of the Great Qin. Qin Qing didn't have the slightest joy on his face, and he cried out with a voice of "wow", crying heartbreakingly.

Many were still debating the authenticity of the good news, and Lü Buwei got out of a luxurious carriage. Although there are many disagreements with Wang Ling on weekdays, he still paced over and arched his hand for the sake of the great victory: "General Wang, I heard that Yunhou has a great victory!" Really? ”

Subconsciously, Lu Buwei didn't want Yun Yue to win, but in fact, he still needed Yun Yue to win. Contradictory feelings tormented him all the time, and this great Qin Xiangbang, who was crisscrossing the Warring States, was almost made to split his personality.

"Naturally, if it's true, can this kind of thing still be faked? What is the crime of taking the lead in military merit, I think Lord Xiangbang knows better than I know. Du Bi's head and son Cheng Cheng will return to the forbidden army tomorrow and send them back to Xianyang. The Yunhou army will also set off to recover Hangu Pass and even the three eastern counties. It seems that the original arrangement needs to be changed, and Yunhou is worthy of being a famous general of my Great Qin. In front of Lu Buwei, of course Wang Ling praised Yun Yue twice. In the end, they belong to the military lineage, they can accept Yun Yue, who can fight, and they will definitely not accept Lu Buwei, who is good at scheming, as his own people.

The look on Lu Buwei's face was very exciting, and he wanted to refute but didn't know where to start. I wanted to be angry, but I couldn't find a reason, so I suffocated my internal injuries. Before he could react, the huge bell on the palace bell and drum tower rang. Lu Buwei hurriedly straightened his crown, flicked his sleeves, and stood solemnly facing the main gate.

The rest of the officials were in a hurry, and the horsemen on horseback jumped off their horses. The one in the carriage jumped off his horse, and there was a fellow who was riding on the foot, and rolled off the horse and fell into a rut. The bell rang one hundred and eight times, which was the greatest honor for military merit. There is no doubt that the Great Qin royal family wants to give Yun Yue the highest reward. The officials were suspicious in their hearts, they were already feudal marquis, what else could they go to reward, did they want to be crowned?

The huge bell rang melodiously for a long time, and it spread to every corner of Xianyang City in an instant. The Great Qin royal family declared the counterinsurgency successful with its own situation. The majestic voice spread to every inch of Xianyang, and the people of Xianyang, who had been worried for many days, breathed a sigh of relief. The shadow of war looms over this megacity all the time, and artisans are slacking off and merchants are worried. Farmers are storing grain like moles, and the price of grain in Xianyang has quietly climbed by 10% in just a few days.

The big families of the high-ranking families are constantly stockpiling grain, waiting for the time when the price of rice and grain rises wildly once the rebels come to the city.

Now that everything is over, the invincible Yun Hou Ye has defeated the rebels. Even the rebel general Du Bi was beheaded under the horse, and Gongzi Chengzhen became a prisoner, and he will be taken prisoner in front of the Dazheng Palace tomorrow. The dark clouds hanging over Xianyang City dispersed in an instant, and what the Xianyang father saw was a beautiful night when the moon and stars were scarce. Today, you might be able to get a good night's sleep.

Lu Buwei grinned in pain, and the old opponent was a few points stronger. This is a fact that he is not willing to accept in any way. With heavy legs, he returned to the carriage. Now, he was not in the mood to meet Jing Er. Perhaps, it should be better to discuss with Mao Jiao.

PS: There will be an anti-piracy chapter tomorrow, so let's watch it twenty minutes after the update. (To be continued.) )