Chapter Thirty-Eight: Take the Lead

"Good! Wipe out my five thousand elites, this Zhao Shuang is really worth my visit. ”

When Wang Qi got the news, he laughed loudly.

It's just that Meng Tian can always hear a smell of gnashing his teeth in this laughter.

As a soldier, he is used to seeing life and death. From the moment he entered the battlefield, he had the consciousness of dying on the battlefield.

But even so, those 5,000 soldiers are all elites, but they were trained by Wang Qi, and now they are dying here, how can they swallow this breath?

"There was a military report from Xianyang, and we were asked to withdraw from the army."

Meng Fu was holding the black dragon scroll, and his face was a little heavy.

"Lao Tzu will not retreat!"

Wang Qi shouted, waved his big hand, and it seemed that no one would buy their accounts.

"Wang Qi, don't come nonsense. Zhao Shuang wiped out 5,000 elite soldiers of our army, and there were at least 3,000 available Zhao soldiers in his hands, and all of them had returned to the camp. We're running out of time. ”

The South Korean army's previous camp was burned down, and although it was easy to obtain materials, it would take at least five days to rebuild the camp.

If you attack again, you will already be more than one step slower.

Meng Fu's earnest voice calmed down the anger and fighting intent in Wang Qi's heart slightly.

"At this moment, we have a bigger battle to face, and we should not just focus on this small place. According to the news from the south, the Xiang clan has already raised troops. ”

"Xiang Yan?"

Wang Qi looked at Meng Fu, who had completely calmed down at the moment. As a general, calmness is the most necessary quality.

"Since Wu Anjun captured Yingdu, the state of Chu has been haunted. All these years, they have been trying to recover South County. At this moment, the Chu army is in a deserted area, and grain, grass and equipment are constantly being transported there. ”

As soon as Meng Wei's words were finished, Wang Qi snorted.

"Yu Chen, the capital of the state of Chu, has never given up and wants to regain control of Nanjun from my Qin state. This time, by taking advantage of the momentum of the alliance, they started thinking again. ”

"When the nations are united, there is only one covenant left. On the Xianyang side, I'm afraid it's too late to stop it. Next, I'm afraid there will be a big war. This kid named Zhao Shuang, we will meet again sooner or later. ”

Meng Fu said a word, and several people in the tent pondered.

........

Xianyang.

"Auntie, why did you think of seeing me today?"

Changping Jun's steps were brisk, and he stepped into the palace.

The Empress Dowager Huayang is the queen of King Qin Xiaowen, the mother of King Zhuangxiang, and the grandmother of the current king.

The distinction between the concubines and the names is established, that is, the biological mother of King Zhuangxiang, the Empress Dowager Xia, saw the Empress Dowager Huayang, and she also had to be a head shorter.

The Empress Dowager Huayang has been operating in Xianyang for decades and has a huge influence. Even LΓΌ Buwei, to confront him, is also lacking.

"You're pretty yet?"

It's just that when the Empress Dowager Huayang saw this nephew, her face was not good.

"Auntie, what's wrong with your old man?"

Changping Jun weighed that he hadn't done anything out of the ordinary recently. The Empress Dowager Huayang usually doesn't see him, but every time she sees him, she always scolds him.

However, Changpingjun had no resentment at all. Because every time the Empress Dowager Huayang scolded him, she was always able to wake him up and survive the crisis in this crisis-ridden Xianyang City.

"Lu Buwei recommended you to be the magistrate of Dongjun County, and asked you to draw up a list of officials at all levels, should you make it?"

"Yes, auntie. I'm preparing to do a job for the country. ”

"Bullshit!" The Empress Dowager Huayang's temperament was like fire, and she scolded with her head and face, "Lu Buwei dug such a big pit for you, you are still stupid and stupid to jump in." How can we have a man like you in Chu State? ”

Changpingjun stood aside, not daring to say a word, until the Empress Dowager Huayang was angry, she took a step forward and whispered.

"Auntie, Dongjun is a big piece of fat!"

"..... you" Empress Dowager Huayang pointed at Changping Jun with an expression of hatred that iron is not made of steel, "The fat is in your turn?" ”

"Now that the countries are united, the state of Chu has already garrisoned its troops. Qin Guo is up and down, big and small, and his eyes are staring at you. You are still planting cronies in Dongjun now, what do you want the Qin family surnamed Ying, the old ministers of King Zhaoxiang, and the generals in the army to think of you? Dongjun is so hot, do you dare to take it? ”

After the Empress Dowager Huayang's words, Changping Jun broke out in a cold sweat behind her back and reacted.

"Lu Buwei is going to roast me on the fire!"

"You're far worse than LΓΌ Buwei."

The Empress Dowager Huayang sat down, took a sip of water, and was relieved.

"Auntie, what should I do now, return this errand?"

"It's too late to retreat now, so let's take down the original list first. Then he went to Da Zongzheng and begged him to discuss it together. If he refuses, you will kneel down and make a new list. ”

Empress Dowager Huayang looked at her nephew, and her gaze became calm.

"If you want to fight with Lu Buwei, you must not push the people I just said to him. Especially the old ministers of King Zhaoxiang, you must treat them well, but don't underestimate this group of old guys. ”

Changpingjun nodded, and wrote down these words in his heart.

"In addition, you prepare a generous gift and send it to Zhaojia Village."

Changpingjun didn't understand why the Empress Dowager Huayang wanted to send gifts to that corner of the place. However, what she meant, Changpingjun did not dare to disobey.

"Nephew understood."

........

"The Qin army has retreated!"

In the Zhao military camp, Zhao Shuang was holding a hard bow that had just been captured and was stretching.

Mo Crow and Bai Feng watched the black-armored soldiers in the distance receding like a tide, and that scene was very shocking.

"The Qin army is just strategically shrinking to deal with the next bigger battle."

Zhao Shuang was a little unconcerned and said.

"What about us?"

Zhao Shuang smiled and pulled the bow away.

"I've heard that a lot of hunting nobles specialize in domesticating falcons and hounds, why don't we get some too?"

Hunt? Falconry? Got a dog?

Is this the right thing a general should do?

"What about us?"

"Don't worry, we have just fought a big battle, and we have captured countless things, and the rewards from above will be handed down, and I will not owe you your salaries. By the way, you also pick a set of hunting equipment. ”

"That's not what I meant, so what about the next war?"

"It doesn't have much to do with us." Zhao Shuang didn't care at all, "The Qin army has made deployments, and the coalition forces are also deploying, and for a long time, we won't have much change." ”

After all, it takes a long time for the nations to reconcile, from signing an alliance to formulating the routes of their marches, to choosing a place to assemble and a policy of attack.

Countries have different interests, so it is naturally not so easy to reach an agreement.

Mo Crow and Bai Feng looked at the little fat man in front of them in disbelief, it was hard to believe that one person could change so much.

Is this still the general who led the cavalry into the Qin army's camp not long ago and took the lead?

Could it be that he was corrupted so quickly?