Drinking a large bowl of hot wine syrup, without the help of the guards, Yinglian put on the golden armor with his own hands. Said to be a golden armor, in fact, it is the brass armor sewn by the old wife for him, each piece of armor is like a protruding piece of bamboo, connected with cow tendons, can resist arrows ten meters away, I can't remember how many spring and autumn seasons he has been with, conquering the righteous canal, fighting in Hexi, and there are many scars on the nail leaves. Put on it again today, face the world's famous general Pang Juan after Wu Qi, fight for the fate of the old Qin State, and win Lian will once again take the lead and rise up in person, just like when he seized the palace and won the son!

"Your Majesty, you are sixty years old this year"

Fan Qiang knelt in front of him, hugging his legs tightly, tears in his eyes. He wants to stop this risky behavior of the king, a few days ago, he fought against the uncle acne, and the king has never worn a golden armor, is Pang Juan worthy!

"Fan Qiang, how old are you this year?"

"Back to the king, the minister is fifty-seven years old this year, the little jun is three years old, when he was a child, it was the king who taught Fan Qiang the art of fencing, have you forgotten?"

"You are a genius in swordsmanship, although the enlightenment is in me, the swordsmanship is still above me, is it old at the age of fifty-seven? Can you still fight? ”

Lowering his head and looking at Fan Qiang, who was in tears, Ying Lian accentuated his voice: "Can you still fight!" ”

"Yes! Your Majesty can still fight! ”

The one who knelt on the ground suddenly straightened up, Fan Qiang looked straight at Ying Lian, his tears had not been wiped away, and his eyes had shot a huge light, and he was back thirty years ago.

"Your Majesty, there are still ministers. The minister has always had a wish, hoping to take the head of the general in the army of ten thousand horses, Pang Juan is so famous, it seems to be worthy of the sword in the minister's hand. ”

Li Di's voice sounded, and before anyone entered the military tent, a fierce murderous aura was already rushing towards him. Yinglian Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled: "Okay, let you and my monarchs and ministers join hands to kill the enemy again, just like twenty years ago!" ”

Strode out of the military tent, held the drumstick with his own hands, and beat it heavily on the 'Ju General Drum', the thunderous drum sounded, and the roar of Ying Lian resounded through the Qin army camp: "Old Qin is in danger, but are there still people who are not afraid of lofty ideals?" Can you win the handsome? ”

"Win the handsome!"

The impassioned male roars sounded one after another, out of tune and out of voice, extremely unpleasant, but it was the most passionate and blood-boiling symphony; Win Lian was wearing gold armor, and the hail hit the helmet and armor, shattering into ice powder, but he didn't frown, as if he was a crazy conductor.

It's just a fight, Zi'an, a famous general of the Qin State, suffered a big loss in the hands of Pang Juan, 30,000 elites lost half, and had to retreat to Pang Fan, at this time, it is not called brave to attack again, it is the biggest fool, and there is Pang Juan's army behind, saying that it is repairing while marching, who dares to guarantee that it will not suddenly take the city?

Uncle Gong's 50,000 Wei warriors have already begun to act, knowing that the decisive battle with him at this moment is likely to be covered by Pang Juan from behind, and there is no choice to win Lian, if the Wei army is united, with Pang Juan's military methods, the Qin army is likely to collapse completely, and can only gamble, while Pang Juan's 20,000 tigers and wolves are still on the way, break the army in one fell swoop, and capture the old uncle alive, then everything has to be discussed.

***

When the snare drum was thunderous, and the sound of seizing the commander resounded throughout the Qin army camp, Bai Dong walked out of the military tent and couldn't sleep, it was too noisy. As recorded in history, the old Qin people are going to work hard, no wonder, Pang Juan, a ruthless man, who dares to take it lightly? Qin Xiangong is indeed very set, a few drums and shouts, you can make hundreds of thousands of Qin troops fight at the same time, but is it really useful?

Old Qin, united as one, Yingquliang didn't show up in the past two days, and even the young officer who loved to surround him and sell cute and coquettish crazy rice seemed to smell something, didn't show up much, and returned to the former army to be a good baby? It seems that he still listened to his advice, and really carried two jars of old wine to find Che Ying to make amends, Che Ying is quite atmospheric, otherwise he might let the scene of 'Jing Guilt' be staged in advance. Bai Dong, who knows history, knows that Che Ying is an extremely important figure in the future Qin State, and since the young official Gongzi worships himself as his brother, it is the duty of a brother to help him take precautions.

"Doctor Bai!"

The Qin soldiers who are in charge of guarding the tofu are very conscientious, and the ** of the public soldier is too big after all, and he has a dream if he is an old Qin person; However, the generals and drums gathered together, and the sound of winning the handsome was heard all over the camp, and the eyes of these goods were red, and Bai Dong estimated that if he didn't come again, they would be able to leave their posts without permission.

"Is there going to be war again? Bai Dong let out a long sigh and waved his hand to let several battalion soldiers retreat. After coming down from the battlefield last time, he vomited and diarrhea for several days, but fortunately he recovered quickly thanks to the care of bitter wine, and Ying Lian came to visit, and specially ordered that he should not go to the battlefield to suffer in the future, this order is deeply in line with Bai Dong's heart, and he is ready to resolutely carry it out.

Thinking of the bitter wine, Bai Dong suddenly felt a little worried, thought about it and shook his head and smiled, Yam is a discerning person, just look at him Although he was disappointed that day, he was about to pull up the bitter wine and leave without showing any color, and he knew that it would not be long before there would be a 'Tofu Shih Tzu' in Liyang City, right? Just thinking about it makes people happy.

Those who are sons should fulfill the filial piety of their parents; If you are a friend, you should do your duty; As a father, you should do your best to add to your calves, these are the most important things in Bai Dong's eyes, as for being loyal to the country? Forget it, he is not a person of this era at all, even if he has some sense of identity, he is far from working hard for the old Qin State.

Staying away from danger and protecting oneself is the most correct choice in this era. Bai Dong didn't want to change the overall situation of the world, at least now he doesn't have this kind of thought, it's too immature

I found a bright reason to be a coward for myself, and gently uncovered the top layer of straw, God has been very face-saving recently, it has not rained for several days, there is enough rain and enough warm sunshine every day, tofu is starting to moldy, obviously it smells of mold, why does it smell so good? Looking at the thin layer of green hair on the tofu, Bai Dong smiled with satisfaction, gently came down, and put it into the delicate small clay pot prepared in advance.

This clay pot was given to him by Kujiu as a souvenir when he left, Kujiu likes to throw the copper money saved by thrifting clothes and food in it, and he has saved most of the jars over the years, and now the money is given to his father Yam, and the jar is given to Bai Dong, she thinks that the friendship between herself and Mr. Bai is not measurable by money

Bai Dong values this clay pot very much, and washes it very clean, just to hold the moldy green hairs on these tofu, and he wants to use the jar of bitter wine to hold these things that are enough to change the fate of himself, his mother, and Cao'er.

"Bitter wine, you must be happy, win the old man, you must be hit by an arrow, this is how history is recorded, it's not me who is vicious"

PS: I flew home during the day, because I had to work hard to tell stories for everyone, but I didn't expect to be topped off the weekly list, which is not good, this is too much! Two shifts tonight, this is the first shift, brothers and sisters, will you help me cast a few more votes and clicks, right? Thank you so much