In the former palace of Handan, a soldier came running quickly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Seeing Wei Ying on the throne, he hurriedly knelt on the ground, respectfully holding the bamboo slip above his head with both hands: "King Qiyu, Xiangguo is anxious."

A eunuch walked down the steps, took the bamboo slip in the soldier's hand and handed it to Wei Ying. The bamboo slips were spread out, and his brows gradually rose, and Wei Ying sighed for a long time at the generals standing on both sides of the next head.

"What Xiangguo said, it actually made his father sigh." Wei Ang looked up at Wei Ying who was sitting on the throne of the steps, and hurriedly bowed down and asked.

Wei Ying looked at the bamboo slips that were disappointing, and was a little interested: "This disappointing Hui Shi, the widow's side of the person who reported the news stepped out in front of him, and he poured the back foot and let people urge the widow to go back."

"I don't know what kind of reason Lord Xiangguo used to urge the king to return to China?" Pang Juan took the opportunity to interject and ask.

Wei Ying glanced at the bamboo slip a little unwillingly, and sighed again for a long time: "The Qin State in the west is not easy, and the vitality of the general is greatly injured, and it will no longer cause trouble." But I didn't expect that the Qi country in the east was a little unable to sit still."

"The king and the minister still think that it is better to maintain the status quo and turn to destroy Qin." Pang Juan couldn't help but reiterate his proposal again, but unfortunately this time it didn't seem to have an effect.

Wei Ying shook his head: "Destroy Qin?" The state of Zhao has lost Handan. Even if we want to let go, it's too late, and it's impossible for the general not to know this."

"Zhao lost Handan, and lost most of the wealth, grain, and grass. As long as our army has 200,000 troops, it can firmly occupy Handan, and at this time, it is using Handan's wealth to use grain and grass to attack the Qin State......". Pang Juan talked eloquently, Qin State had just suffered a great injury and it was time to annex it in one fell swoop, but it was a pity that the King of Wei ordered to collect troops to attack Zhao State.

Without waiting for Pang Juan to finish speaking, Wei Ying interrupted him unhappily: "Qindi is remote and not easy to manage, and it is comfortable to have Zhao Dilai." The words of attacking Qin will stop, and the general should consider the matter of killing Zhao with peace of mind."

"Obey". Pang Juan could only sigh in his heart, and bowed to Wei Ying to receive the order.

The sound of footsteps came, and a soldier quickly ran into the main hall and hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Great King, more than a hundred miles away, there is an army under the banner of Zhao Yu, the prince of Zhao State, strangles the pursuers we sent out."

"Because the Zhao army gathered the defeated defenders of Handan, the army expanded rapidly, and the villain should be preliminarily estimated to be no less than 200,000 people."

"The king and the villain found that a large number of materials were transported from the direction of Xindu to the army of the Zhao State."

"The Zhao army has set up camp and laid a defensive line more than a hundred miles away, intending to prevent our army from attacking Xindu."

Listening to the soldiers' reports, the generals above the main hall were shocked. With such a fast speed, it was only one day and night to gather the rout army and reorganize the defense line from a hundred miles away. Such a skill makes people have to be amazed. The words Zhao Yu, the prince of Zhao State, were also deeply remembered in their hearts.

Wei Ying looked at the soldiers who were kneeling on the ground with a slightly surprised gaze, and subconsciously asked: "The enemy army is the prince of Zhao State, Zhao Yu?"

"King Qiqi, according to the villain, the main commander of the enemy army is Zhao Wuming, the fourth son of King Zhao." A soldier who fell to his knees hurriedly bowed down and replied.

Zhao Wuming, the fourth son of Zhao Guo? Puzzled eyes stared at the soldiers who fell to their knees. When did Zhao Guo still have a fourth son? It's possible that you and others don't know.

"The crown prince of Zhao is known for his benevolence, the second son of Zhao is famous for being good at governing and treating the people leniently, and the third prince of Zhao is praised for his bravery. But this fourth son, forgive the old minister for being stupid, I don't know who this fourth son of Zhao Guo Zhao Wuming is, and what his past is."

"To be able to gather 200,000 defeated troops in one day and night should not be unknown."

"The fourth son of Zhao State, how can there be a fourth son".

"Unheard of, could it be that Zhao Wangxue hid an excellent son."

"Hidden in the snow? If it were you, you would hide it."

Listening to the discussions, Pang Juan saluted Wei Ying: "Because of the attack on Zhao State, the minister specially inquired about the situation of Zhao State. This fourth son of Zhao is actually just a miserable person."

"How can a miserable person gather 200,000 defeated troops overnight, is the general your intelligence wrong?" Wei Ying heard the word miserable and didn't believe it, how could he be miserable as a son.

Pang Juan carefully recalled the information about Zhao Wuming, and organized words in his heart: "Because this person grew up under the knee of Zhao Guoan Yangjun before he was eight years old, it is not surprising that he can gather 200,000 defeated troops."

"Since he grew up under the knees of An Yangjun, then why is the word miserable." When it came to An Yangjun, a peerless general, Wei Ying's heart was hateful, fearful, fearful, and a little admiring. If it weren't for this Anyang Jun dragging his old body and leading the Zhao army to attack the Wei State, how could he live a life like the lost dog.

Pang Juan looked at Wei Ying with a complicated expression, and hurriedly continued to explain: "The fourth son of Zhao Guo, when he was born, his mother was ordered to be executed by King Zhao for some reason. Seeing that he was lonely, An Yangjun adopted Zhao Wuming on the grounds that he had no children under his knees. In the past, Anyang Jun led the army to attack our Wei State, and died of old age in the army when he returned home. King Zhao was grateful for the merits of Anyang Jun, and ordered to take Zhao Wuming back to the palace, ten years ago, Zhao State sacrificed his ancestors. Zhao Wuming didn't know why, but suddenly learned that King Zhao had killed his mother, and he lost control of his emotions and scolded King Zhao. King Zhao was furious and carved out an area outside Handan City to take away the people. and ordered Zhao Wuming to be banned from entering Handan for the rest of his life, and he was not allowed to leave this place for half a step."

"An Yangjun has a great reputation in his life, and he has worked hard for Zhao Guo. Ke Cheng thought that his heir to the mantle had fallen into such a field." Wei Ying felt a thousand emotions in her heart after hearing this, Zhao Chong's ruthless speed of turning his face was really admirable.

The generals above the hall were silent for a while, and Pang Juan continued to say: "According to the information obtained by the minister, Zhao Wuming has become increasingly depressed in the past ten years, but I don't know what, some time ago, King Zhao returned from the border between Yan and Zhao, but he seemed to have changed as a different person, and he swept away the cowardice of the past and had more of the look of Anyang Jun back then. Outside the east gate, in front of the ministers of Zhao State, and King Zhao hard top".

"Zhao Chong is unkind, so the tiger doesn't know how to cherish it, it seems that God destined this Zhao country to be my Wei country after all." Wei Ying sighed, thinking that the Wei Kingdom in his hands was thriving, and suddenly a sense of pride rose. Zhao Chong treats his own son so unkindly, and he Zhao Guo can not be defeated.

Hearing Wei Ying praise Zhao Wuming as a tiger, Wei Ang felt a good life in his heart, and took a step forward directly: "Father and son want to have an upright battle with this heir to the mantle of Anyang Jun." Let's see who is better between him, the fourth prince of Zhao and me, the prince of Wei, and Ang."

"The remnants of the army are defeated, so why do you need a son. The last general, Zhang Meng, is willing to lead the troops to break this Zhao army." A burly general walked out and asked Wei Ying for his life.

Seeing this, Pang Juan hurriedly stopped him, looked at Wei Ying and proposed: "Our army has been fighting for a day and night, and the soldiers are already exhausted. If a night battle is fought at this time, I am afraid that it will not be beneficial to our army."

"Just listen to the words of the general and repair tonight, and tomorrow Ang'er will lead the vanguard against Zhao Wuming." Thinking of the bloody battle just now, Wei Ying immediately made an order.

Wei Ang was overjoyed and saluted Wei Ying: "The son of the minister will receive the order, and tomorrow he will capture Zhao Wuming and dedicate it to his father."