Chapter 220: The Dream of a Thousand Generations of Emperors (12)

In the land of Bashu, the fog does not disperse all year round, and in this cold winter season, the weather is already very cold, so that the wet and cold air makes people have nowhere to hide!

The soldiers of the Qin State at the head of the city, in rags, had nowhere to hide in the cold wind, and at the same time, the smell of wine and meat was a little out of place. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Let these soldiers on the border be hungry and thirsty, even the Qin army, which has strict military discipline, still can't resist the temptation of food and music, and they have taken advantage of the gap between the guards to sneak a few glances here.

Today, these dancers are also full of amorous feelings, throwing out flattering eyes to bewitch these warriors on the border.

Long hair fluttering, fragrant breeze, charming eyes, the generals have long been in the Bashu officials in the cup change, drunk and hazy, where to take care of these young warriors.

The dancers accompanied by the music, wantonly releasing their own style, the samurai had long been unable to control it, and they were still shivering, and they already felt hot and unbearable at the moment.

He kept swallowing his saliva, not realizing that in the dense forest not far from him, on the side of the cliff, there were a pair of hidden eyes.

"General! When to get your hands on? The samurai in the grass whispered to the neighboring generals.

"Don't be impatient, wait for the Prime Minister's signal!" The general replied.

However, this look did not leave the city tower for a moment, and the location chosen was very suitable, just to be able to see everything in the city.

On the north side of this hillside, there are already thousands of warriors in ambush, although they are also dressed as Qin soldiers, but from the tone of their voices, it can be judged that these people should be Bashu people.

The banquet was still pushing the cup and changing the lamp, but Chen Zhuang's heart was already a little unbearable, seeing that the generals guarding the city in front of him were already under the paralysis of alcohol, a little drowsy, and then looking at other generals and colonels, it was probably the same.

Chen Zhuang looked at the henchmen accompanying him and nodded slightly, everyone didn't know what was going on at all, who would care about a drunk person, nodding or shaking his head!

However, the henchman seemed to understand something, and immediately stood up from the desk and prepared to leave.

"Where to go! Keep drinking! The general of the Qin State, who was drinking together on the case, took the hand of his confidant and said.

"General! Small internal urgency, go down convenient, convenient! The henchman was in a hurry and said casually.

Fang Cai's actions surprised Chen Zhuang, and he secretly thought in his heart, 'Could it be that something has been discovered?' But in the blink of an eye, the general's hand was released. Chen Zhuang thought to himself, 'Fortunately, it's a false alarm!' Continue to push the cup and change the lamp.

"Go! Go! Go! Look at your little bit of talent. Can't bear such a little wine? The general continued to drink and mocked, but the hand he was holding was still very naturally let go.

"Yes! Be! Be! There are a lot of generals, and the small ones will come when they go! Go and come! The henchman took over and said.

The general waved his hand and said casually:

"Get out! Get lost! Get lost! Come! Come! Come! Let's keep drinking! With the power of wine, he continued to beckon the people at the table to drink.

Seeing this, the henchmen took the opportunity to leave.

Under the city tower, the henchman tiptoed to a room under the city, and the henchman saw that no one was aware of it, and carefully opened the door.

A group of slaves quickly flashed inside, each holding a blade, glaring angrily, the long sword was on the neck of the person who came, and when he saw that the person who came in was the prime minister's henchman, he put down the blade in his hand.

"My lord! Want to get your hands dirty? The leading servant asked.

"Hmmm! Go as planned! While the henchman passed the order, he didn't forget to lie on the window and check the movement outside.

Don't look at these people are all dressed as slaves, in fact, these people are all Bashu warriors carefully selected by Chen Zhuang.

Not only are they strong in martial arts, but the most important thing is that they are all Chen Zhuang's henchmen, and they only obey Chen Zhuang in Bashu, not to mention the King of Shu, but the King of Qin! Nor can you command one or two.

Changing into the costume of a slave today is naturally an urgent task.

Everyone received the order to act quickly, and when they were about to go out, their henchmen instructed:

"Today's things can only be outwitted, not attacked! You can only win, not lose! Remember to be sure to guard the exit of the plank road later, and once you succeed, send a signal! Let the samurai enter the city! Do you understand? ”

"Don't worry, sir! Everything is ready! The leading samurai said confidently.

"Good! I hope you will not live up to the good intentions of the prime minister! The henchman continued:

"Let's go!"

The door opened, and the crowd did not rush out with their blades, but out of the door with wine and food! The group went straight to the city gate.

Because the samurai guarding the city were below, they could only hear the sound of music on the castle tower, and did not see the enchanting dancers, but the laughter and laughter on the castle tower still made the people below even more anxious. The most terrible thing is the burst of wine! It was as if falling from the sky, teasing these hungry samurai.

"I've been drinking for a day, and I'm about to close the gates! Why is it still endless! Samurai grumbled, his feet crossed in the hope of being able to see from above.

"Look for death, you! The generals are upstairs, if people can hear it, do you want your tongue? Stand guard and don't look around! Samurai B said on the side.

"Hey! What's the point of staying here? Elder brother! Let me tell you, do you know the second dog in our village! People have been fighting with the Chu army in Wuguan, and now they are all hairpins!

His two sinful elders have been redeemed, and the woman who was originally a slave is now also a hairpin lady!

When eating, it was a bucket of polished rice, half a liter of sauce, a plate of vegetable soup, and half a stone of hay! Look at our brothers again, we are arranged in this place where birds don't. I can't even see a figure, what kind of meritorious service do I have! Samurai continued to grumble.

"Alright, you! I always see what a title, Yu Lu! How many of the people in our village are still alive with Ergou?

More than a dozen offspring, not the children of their parents? It's not bad for us two to stay here! In a few years, let's go home, guard the second elder, and farm well with the children, won't we be able to get a knighthood? Do you have to lick the blood on the head of the knife? "Samurai B turned out to be Samurai A's older brother, so he naturally spoke much more plainly.

"Oops! Here we go again, on this battlefield, isn't it normal for dead people to die! How can the undead call war! What's the point if the title is picked up for nothing!

Wealth is in danger, you know? Elder brother! Samurai is still dissatisfied with his current situation, and he is also dissatisfied with his brother.

While the two brothers were talking, they saw a group of slaves rushing towards the city gate.

"Someone's coming!" Samurai B hurriedly clenched the halberd in his hand and said to his younger brother.

Samurai Ajia only cared about talking, not expecting that someone would come behind him, Samurai Ajia turned around and shouted:

"What people! What for? ”

The leading servant stepped forward with a flattering look on his face and said:

"General! We're here to bring you drinks! ”

"Drinks?" Samurai B looked at the person in front of him vigilantly, and his heart was full of doubts, because according to his level, it would be good to be able to eat well, and it would be impossible to drink alcohol at all.

The slave also knew that according to the twentieth rank of the Qin State, it was impossible for ordinary soldiers to have alcohol to drink! Then he stepped forward and said:

"It's cold today, and this wine is on top of the city tower, and I can't finish drinking! The prime minister said, you have worked hard to defend the land, and these drinks will be left to drive away the cold for everyone! ”

In addition to the two brothers, there were also a few samurai guarding the door, who looked at each other and thought, 'Is it because someone else drank the leftovers?' But! It's nice to have some leftover drinks! ’

Then they gathered around! (To be continued.) )