PS: I have something to go out today, only two chapters

Three days later, Uncle Wei led 150,000 troops to make peace with Lian Po in the court.

The two joined forces of 350,000 troops, with Lian Po as the leader of the coalition army, and in just a few days, they swept the cities on the north bank that had not yet been surrendered, and then turned their attention to the south bank of the Yellow River.

The 350,000 troops of Zhao and Wei approached the north bank of the Yellow River, allowing the rebellion on the southern bank of the Wei state to be staged again in various places. Even the hundreds of thousands of Wei troops who had already surrendered to Mo Chen had a large-scale riot because of Uncle Wei's crusade.

At this stormy time, Mo Chen had to personally lead an army of 100,000 troops to be stationed on the south bank of the Yellow River, across the turbulent Yellow River against the Zhao and Wei coalition forces.

On the north shore, the coalition camp is on a high platform.

Uncle Wei Wang, who was already in his fifties, stood on a high platform and looked to the south, his wide-sleeved robe hunting under the cold wind. His long gray hair danced in the wind, and his slightly wrinkled face was full of smiles, but he didn't look the slightest bit old, but looked energetic.

Uncle Wei looked at the south, looked sideways at Lian Po, and said with a smile: "Now that the south is in chaos, the thief is faintly unable to control the situation. If the general moves south at this time, he can succeed in one battle. ”

Lian Po shook his head slightly, his face was full of calmness, and said with a smile: "At this time, it is the flood season of the Yellow River, and it is not easy for 400,000 troops to cross the river all. Moreover, the southern rebellion has just begun, and the army of Chu has already opened Sanqiu Dingtao.

In this situation, we are not the ones who can't sit still. Now we just have to wait here, and we will naturally reap the sweetest fruit. ”

When Uncle Wei heard this, he nodded with approval on his face, and said with a smile: "The general is worthy of a generation of famous generals who are powerful in the world, but this son is ugly." ”

Lian Po held the sword in his right hand and stared at the camp tent stretching to the south, a confident smile on his face.

In this battle, Zhao will win!

Seven days after Mo Chen drove away the envoys of Zhao State, the palace of Zhao in Handan.

King Zhao stood in the hall with an angry face, his handsome face was flushed, his eyes were full of endless murderous intent, and he roared: "Zhuzier dares to humiliate the widow like this, hateful, killable." ”

The messenger whose ears had been cut off knelt down, and cried with grief and indignation on his face: "It's all to blame on Weichen, if it weren't for Weichen's incompetence, he wouldn't have let the king suffer such humiliation." Weichen is guilty, and the sin deserves death. ”

As he spoke, he kowtowed heavily on the hard ground, but in a matter of moments, his face was covered in blood.

When King Zhao saw the envoy's sincere gesture, his heart was moved by his loyalty. With a little sentimentality on his face, he personally stepped forward to help him up, and comforted: "I don't blame Aiqing for this." If it weren't for General Lian Po's disregard for the overall situation, Ai Qing would not have been insulted like this. ”

King Zhao said Lian Po, his eyes flashing with a cold glint.

This old horseman used to look down on widows. Now that the widow is already King Zhao, he is still so arrogant and domineering, which is really hateful.

The envoy cautiously glanced at King Zhao, who was full of anger, with a hint of hesitation on his face, and said in a low voice: "When Weichen came back, he met a person who fled and heard about something. It's just that those things are related to General Lian Po, and Weichen really doesn't know whether to talk about it. ”

King Zhao looked slightly stunned, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

Lian Po, what did that old puppet do?

King Zhao looked at the envoy with a displeased face, and said coldly: "Why, there is still news in Dazhao that no one can know. ”

The envoy knelt on the ground with a frightened face and bowed: "The king has misunderstood, and Weichen has no intention of doing so. Wechen had only heard some news, and was worried that it might be a trick of the enemy, so he hesitated a little and didn't know whether to tell the king or not. ”

The envoy said, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "On the way back, Weichen met a person who was seriously injured and claimed to be the envoy of the King of Wei. He not only has the blood book of the King of Wei in his hand, but also the seal of the Wei State and other things, and Weichen has also sent someone to verify his identity. It's just that. ”

When King Zhao heard this, his brows were already tightly furrowed.

King Wei's blood book and seal, Lian Po!

The envoy paused for a moment and said cautiously: "Weichen heard from the injured envoy of the King of Wei that they secretly escaped from Daliang and were ordered to carry the map of the eighteen cities north of the Yellow River, and wanted to use this as a generous gift to meet the king and ask for the help of my Zhao State. However, they had just found General Lian Po, but they were secretly executed by the general.

The man was not with the messengers, so he was spared. It's just that General Lian Po sent cavalry to search all over Chaoge for some reason, wanting to destroy it. ”

King Zhao listened to his words, and his face was already as cold as ice.

He looked at the messenger coldly, and said in a voice as cold as winter: "You have sent someone to confirm all this news. ”

The envoy felt King Zhao's murderous intention, his body trembled slightly, buried his head on the ground, and hurriedly said: "If what Wei Chen said is half a lie, it will definitely be a good death for five thunders." Wechen has sent someone to secretly investigate these things, and found the corresponding human and physical evidence. It's just that Weichen thinks that General Lian Po may have other considerations, so. ”

King Zhao's hands were clenched into fists, his face was ugly and abnormal, and the blood vessels on his temples were high and bulging.

He looked at the envoy with a hideous face, full of murderous intent, and roared: "Consider, that old horseman has long seen that the widow is not pleasing to the eye, what else can he consider." The king of Wei sent an envoy to ask to see the widow, but did he have to get the consent of the old horseman? ”

King Zhao said, panting heavily, and said coldly with a murderous face: "Go, bring the envoy of King Wei, and send all the human and material evidence you said to the widow." ”

When the envoy heard this, his face was full of sincere fear, and an imperceptible cruelty flashed in his eyes.

Lian Po, you old puppet not only caused the official to lose his ears, but also became the laughing stock of the world.

This account, we are not finished!

Half an hour later, the main hall of the royal palace.

King Zhao looked at the envoy of Wei who had been connected to him several times below, and he no longer had the slightest doubt about the origin of the envoy in his heart. He listened to the cry of the envoy, looked at the blood book in the other party's hand, and the personal seal of King Wei, and the expression on his face became more and more gloomy.

The Wei envoy was wrapped in bandages in front of him, and he could vaguely see oozing blood. He lay on the ground with a sad face on his face, and wailed, "O king, you must be the master for us."

On the order of the King of Wei, the ministers went to Handan to worship the King of Zhao and sent the eighteen northern cities of our Wei State as a gift.

But who would have thought that when Lian Po's husband heard the purpose of the minister, he immediately turned his face and denied him. He not only reprimanded Xiaochen as a fake envoy of Wei, but also secretly set up a scheme to execute all of Xiaochen's subordinates. If it weren't for the good luck of the minister at that time, I am afraid that he would have died in his hands.

By the way, Xiao Chen overheard those guards say that Uncle Wei seems to have reached an agreement with General Lian Po, so he will attack us. ”

The envoy of Wei said, his face full of tears, and his eyes flashed with hatred.

King Zhao's face was as cold as water, and he sneered: "Okay, it's really good." I never thought that General Lian Po was so domineering, and even the envoys sent by Wei to congratulate the king on his accession to the throne dared to kill him without authorization. If he defeats the Korean thief again, will he not even be a widow. ”

When a middle-aged general below heard this, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes.

He stood up, bowed down and said, "King, Lian Po disrespects the king, and it's not a day or two. Moreover, the king of filial piety was newly mourned, but Lian Po didn't even ask for instructions, so he vainly moved troops to the Wei State, which was only afraid that there would be something strange. ”

King Zhao's expression was cold, and his eyes were full of terrifying murderous intent. He looked sideways at the middle-aged general below, and said coldly: "Lecheng, this king has given you 50,000 cavalry to support the front line, but you have the confidence to replace Lian Po." ”

When Le Cheng heard this, his eyes immediately lit up.

He hurriedly knelt down on one knee, his face was a little excited, and said loudly: "Lian Po Lao'er can be in charge of hundreds of thousands of troops on the front line, and it is not because the king has given him an honorable status. He thought that the front-line army had become his own soldiers, which was ridiculous. As long as Weichen has the king's warrant, he will definitely be able to take it down. ”

King Zhao nodded with satisfaction.

Lian Po Lao'er holds his own identity and has never taken the widow in his eyes. If it weren't for the status of a few people, he would not be able to lead hundreds of thousands of troops on the front line.

Although King Zhao was very satisfied with Lecheng's sycophancy, he was still quite sober in his heart. A gentle smile appeared on his face, and he said: "Lian Po Lao'er has been in charge of the army of the Southern Front for a long time, and there must be a fellow party secretly helping him, and Aiqing must not be careless." ”

When Lecheng heard this, he seemed to have just thought of it.

He slapped himself, looked at King Zhao with admiration on his face, and said respectfully: "It's still the thoughtful way that the king thinks, Weichen didn't even think of this, it's really ashamed of the king's cultivation." ”

King Zhao's face was full of enjoyment, and he smiled and said, "The general is just a momentary negligence, and there is no need to blame himself too much." ”

Lecheng smiled all over his face, bowed respectfully, and did not speak.

King Zhao pondered for two seconds, his face flashed with a terrifying coldness, and he said coldly: "After Aiqing breaks through the beam, don't kill the Korean thief directly." The widow wanted to see what kind of price the thief could make the widow pay. ”