An army of 3,000 men galloped in the direction of Sindu, and half a day passed in a flash. A cavalryman from the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info ran quickly, with a hint of seriousness in his expression.

"My lord, a Wei army was found in front, and the number of people was about hundreds." The cavalry did not have time to salute and hurriedly reported the situation ahead.

Hundreds of Wei troops? A trace of vigilance rose in Zhao Wuming's heart: "Are you sure there are only a few hundred people?"

"My subordinates saw from a distance that hundreds of Wei troops were besieging a team of dozens of people." The cavalryman recalled in detail the scene he had just seen, and his tone was full of determination.

Zhao Wuming dispelled the doubts in his heart, and he didn't reply. just slapped the horse's back heavily, and took three thousand soldiers to add a few points.

In the encirclement of hundreds of Wei troops in front, Xue Qian looked at the dozens of private soldiers who were fighting side by side with him, and gradually became determined to die. The two hundred private soldiers at home have been fighting with these Wei soldiers until now, and there are only forty or fifty people left around them.

A soldier of the Wei State dressed as a general looked at the dying and struggling Xue Qian and the others and sneered: "The Zhao State will soon perish, and my Wei State will definitely unify the Three Jins." You are dying here, why delay time? “。

"Why bother? Is it too early to say that it will destroy my Zhao Kingdom?" Xue Qian glared at the Wei generals viciously, and the attack on Handan didn't mean anything.

The generals of the Wei State didn't bother to continue arguing with him, and their eyes swept over Xue Qian and the others: "Come down, while you are still a little useful to our Wei State now, the king may be able to treat you well."

"Phew, delusional". Xue Qian flew towards the Wei generals with a mouthful of spittle, and was about to cut off the bronze sword in his hand, but he felt a little weak. The battle has been fought for so long, but it has long been exhausted.

Lacking strength, the spit fell in front of the Wei general, and landed right in front of him: "Xue Qian, don't be embarrassed, if it weren't for your father, he would still have a little prestige in the Zhao army." can make our soldiers shed a little less blood when they annex Zhao State, you think Ben will keep you until now."

Xue Li didn't answer, secretly conserving his strength. The forty or fifty private soldiers next to him understood and secretly regained their strength.

The generals of the Wei State seemed to have insight into their intentions, and looked at them as if they were deliberately provocative: "Don't speak? Procrastinating for time? Guess why Ben brought a thousand soldiers and horses with him, and when he fought with you, there were only 600."

"Not good". Xue Qian reacted instantly, summoning up the only remaining strength to slash at the Wei generals.

The generals of the Wei State seemed to have expected this result a long time ago, and retreated back: "Since you are bent on death, this will fulfill you."

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of Wei soldiers were unreserved, and they all killed Xue Qian and them. Seeing this, forty or fifty private soldiers hurriedly surrounded Xue Qian and fought with the Wei soldiers in the middle.

How could he survive when he served the country, Xue Qian took advantage of the gap to lift the bronze sword in his hand and rushed into the soldiers of Wei to fight again.

The number of people was too small, and the physical exhaustion caused a private soldier to fall into a pool of blood. Seeing this, Xue Qian was furious, and raised the bronze sword in his hand to stab at a Wei soldier.

The Wei soldiers used their swords to make a move, and then stabbed at Xue Qian. Seeing this, some private soldiers hurriedly rushed from the side to block the fatal blow.

Seeing this, the general was angry and looked at the soldiers beside him. As if they had received an order, the soldiers pounced on Xue Qian and his party one by one.

The private soldiers fell in a pool of blood one after another, and in the blink of an eye, only a dozen or so remained. If it weren't for the fact that the generals of the Wei State wanted to capture Xue Qian alive, I was afraid that he would not know how many times he had died.

Xue Qian was sad and angry in his heart, but he was helpless, but now he has tried his best, in order not to embarrass the family, he still has to kill himself. Thinking of this, he lifted the bronze sword in his hand and was about to wipe it off his neck.

Just when Xue Qian decided to kill himself, a deafening sound of horses' hooves came from the front. Arrows flew from the sky, and the soldiers of the Wei State fell in pools of blood.

Immediately after that, the sound of the intersection of swords and soldiers sounded, and Zhao Wuming's voice appeared in his ears: "Captain Xue, why do you want to kill yourself."

Listening to the familiar voice, the sword fell to the ground as soon as he let go of his hand. Xue Qian looked at Zhao Wuming in front of him in disbelief, speechless in surprise.

"Doesn't Xue Duwei know this son?" Zhao Wuming saw Xue Qian's surprised appearance and showed a hint of a smile.

Xue Qian slowly came back to his senses and pointed to the soldiers behind him who were fighting with the soldiers of the Wei State, and was half silent.

Zhao Wuming was not in a hurry to explain when he saw Xue Qian's appearance, he patted the horse's back lightly, and the war horse turned to look ahead: "What does Captain Xue want to ask."

"Last night, I heard that the fourth prince gathered troops to rebel without permission, and was taken to prison by the king. At first, I didn't believe it at all, but now it makes Qian a little confused." Xue Qian pondered for a long time, and finally said the question in his heart.

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Wuming's mouth, this person's courage was really good, and he dared to ask such a question under this kind of invitation: "Doubtful?" Can you say something specific".

"The soldiers of the fourth prince are very elite." Xue Qian looked at the front and answered some questions.

Zhao Wuming had obviously realized what Xue Qian was asking: "This is an elite army, if I want to rebel and take revenge, now is a godsend." But why didn't I do it?"

"This is also what Qian wonders, where did the fourth prince come from, why didn't he intercept and kill the king and waste time with me." Xue Qian looked at Zhao Wuming, with some vigilance and some confusion in his eyes.

Zhao Wuming looked at Xue Qian, thinking of Handan, and subconsciously sighed: "If you can't organize an effective defense in a very short time, then Zhao Guo may be dead."

"I see, it seems that Gongzi has known about this change for a long time, so he went to the hands of those feudal lords of the clan and borrowed elite soldiers." Xue Qian suddenly realized, it is said that when the fourth prince was young, he met a respected royal family member and loved him very much. More than ten years ago, the clan died, Zhao Yan and Zhao Fan. Only then did he have the courage to instigate the fourth prince and make out the scene of the ancestor worship ceremony.

Zhao Wuming looked at Xue Qian, who was relieved, and was a little puzzled: "Who can lend me such an elite soldier and horse?" At the same time, it can be sent outside the city of Handan without knowing it."

"The fourth prince has the legacy of Anyang Jun in the past, and with conclusive evidence, how dare I not do my best in the Zhao Kingdom." When Xue Qian mentioned An Yangjun, his tone was full of respect.

An Yangjun is a legend, and at the same time the soul of the previous generation of royal families. When Zhao Wuming was born, King Zhao killed his mother. An Yangjun was grateful for Zhao Wuming's misery and raised him as an adult on the grounds that he had no children under his knees. It's a pity that Zhao Wuming passed away more than ten years ago due to old age, and then returned to the palace.

Feeling those memories in his mind, Zhao Wuming was silent, and after a long time, he diverted the topic and ordered the surroundings: "Lead a war horse to Xue Duwei."

"No". The soldiers obeyed the order, hurriedly turned over and dismounted, and handed a war horse to Xue Qian.

Xue Qian took the war horse as if he had thought of something, and hurriedly turned his gaze to Zhao Wuming, his expression a little hurried: "It's not good, the prince and queen are in danger."