Then he ordered a fierce attack, ignoring Fu Hui's screams.

Song Ling was cold in his heart, in front of the overall situation, he made a choice that a king should make, but I don't know why, her heart hurts so much!

It turns out that Jiangshan and me, you have always had a trade-off!

"You speak up to Lao Tzu! Don't let Murong Chong retreat yet! ”

"Believe it or not, I killed you!"

Fu Hui was in a hurry, so he had to wave a big knife and go straight to Song Ling.

"Second prince, our army has been defeated, and if it continues to be consumed, it will only cause more casualties, so it is better to withdraw first!" Seeing this, Yang Ding hurriedly came to persuade.

"I'm not leaving! I must let Murong Chong retreat today! Fu Hui said paranoidly.

"Second prince, this sand and dust is so big, where can Murong Chong see that it is Song Ling!"

"Even if you kill their mother and son today, you can't stop Murong Chong's offensive, it's better to bring her back to Chang'an and hand her over to the Heavenly King." Seeing that Fu Hui was still unmoved, Yang Ding was so anxious that he shouted loudly.

"Second prince, if you don't retreat, it's too late, are you watching the whole army annihilated!"

"Chang'an City can't live without this elite army of yours!"

By the time the sand and dust subsided, the Qin army had already retreated.

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Chang'an, Qin State

It is said that after Fu Hui and Yang Ding Zhengxi were defeated, they led the remnants and retreated all the way to Chang'an.

When Qin King Fu Jian heard that Zheng Xi was defeated, he knew that the barrier of Chang'an had been broken in half, and seeing that the land of Langyang was now only a hundred miles away, he was in a hurry and fell ill on the couch, and he was extremely disappointed in Fu Hui.

"Father, my son is incompetent, and I lost Zheng Xi!" Fu Hui knelt on his knees, kowtowed heavily, and never looked up, feeling shameless to face Fu Jian.

When Fu Jian saw Fu Hui, he immediately became angry, and he entrusted 70,000 elites to him, but he was completely defeated.

"Fu Hui, Fu Hui! What a disappointment you have for your father! ”

"You are my best son, and you have a lot of troops, and you are the most elite soldiers of the Qin State, but you have been defeated by Murong Chong many times!"

"What do you mean by saying you're alive? What face do you have to come to me! ”

When Fu Hui heard this, he was even more ashamed, he didn't say a word, and his once radiant eyes were as dark as a pool of stagnant water.

Murong Chong, I'm Fu Hui, am I still defeated in your hands after all!

Why are you!

"Do you know what your defeat means to Chang'an!"

"The ancestral inheritance is what makes you defeat again and again! What kind of face do you have to go to your ancestors! What's the use! ”

Fu Jian seemed to be still angry, and kept reprimanding, completely ignoring Fu Hui's arrogant self-esteem and desperate look at this time.

"Father! Son is ashamed of his father! Shame on thousands of soldiers! Shame on Daqin! After Fu Hui finished speaking, he kowtowed again and hit the ground.

"Stand down! I don't want to see you! ”

Fu Hui got up slowly, and finally looked up, looking at his father, who had great expectations for him, and now he could only see his disappointment.

Fu Jian didn't bother to look at Fu Hui, and directly waved his hand to ask him to retreat.

"Summoning Yang Ding into the hall!"

Fu Hui's heart suddenly turned to ashes, and he retreated unsteadily.

When Yang Ding entered the hall, he walked face to face with Fu Hui, only to see him hanging his head, his eyes were gloomy, in addition to being frustrated, he was still frustrated.

Yang Ding couldn't help but be a little worried, he was used to seeing Fu Hui's arrogant appearance, and now this situation was very abnormal.

Could it be that repeated defeats really crushed his confidence?

"Yang Ding pays a visit to Your Majesty."

Seeing Yang Ding's arrival, Fu Jian's face was not much better, but there was less reprimand, only a weak sigh.

"Yang Ding! Murong Chong is less than two hundred miles away from Chang'an, can my Great Qin still hold it? What should I do with the country of the Di people? ”

Yang Ding raised his head, his sword eyebrows were like gathering wind and clouds, his eyes were full of essence, it was the hope of the undead, and it was the treasure knife that was still sharp.

"Your Majesty, don't panic! Today, Yan Yu is powerful, not incompetent, when our army is defeated, Murong Chui rebelled and became the king, Yao Xiang made a rebellion, and the world was divided, so that the situation of Yan was created. ”

"If it is not for God to bless the Yan army, I look at it, the virtue is in Qin, there are still more than 10,000 elite soldiers, and Chang'an City is strong, it can not be broken in a day."

After listening to what Yang Ding said, Fu Jian's heart that had been unstable seemed to have gradually calmed down, like a lonely boat floating on the sea and finding an island that could dock, that was his fierce general.

For more than ten years, Wang Meng is gone, Deng Qiang is gone, Fu Rong is also killed in battle, and those generals who once accompanied him to fight the world have left him one after another.

However, he also has Yang Ding, Zhang Oy, Dou Chong, etc., all of whom are generals who have defeated the Yan army, as long as they go to this Chang'an City, the arrogance of the Yan army will be destroyed by at least three points.

Yang Ding continued to say generously, "Changle Gong Fu Pi, according to Yecheng, famous generals such as Murong Chui and Yan Xuanwu have not been broken for several months, and the minister firmly believes that Chang'an is the same!" ”

As soon as he thought of his eldest son, who was thousands of miles away, he was still fighting bravely against the enemy, so that a dragon and tiger general like Murong Chui was helpless, as his father, the king of Qin, how could he give up easily!

Fu Jian finally nodded, mentioning some of the heroic martial arts of the former heroes.

"There are generals in Chang'an, and they can still be guarded."

Seeing that King Qin had regained his confidence, Yang Ding immediately offered advice, "Your Majesty, Murong Chong is a person with wolf ambitions, and he will not stop at the land of Zhengxi. ”

Fu Jian couldn't help but fall into deep thought, Yang Dingyan's key point is not to be lost, but Chang'an is the lifeblood of the Qin State.

"Lonely, you and Dou Chong and Zhang Hao will strengthen the border defense of Chang'an."

"The lonely general sent the river prince Fu Lin to lead the army to Bashang."

Yang Ding still asked Zhandao, "Your Majesty, the minister is willing to go to Bashang with the Duke of Hejian and defeat the Yan army!" ”

"Lone knows your ambition very well, but the land of Chang'an must not be lost to others."

Yang Ding wanted to say more, but when he saw Fu Jian's increasingly old face, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, sad for the King of Qin whom he once admired incomparably, and sad for the Great Qin that he was once extremely proud of.

Defeated again and again, although the King of Qin did not see it with his own eyes, he was still injured by a sword thousands of miles away.

King Qin's health is declining, Qin's national strength is depleted, and Chang'an at this time is already the last place where Fu Jian can fight to the death.

"The minister commands."

Since the king of Qin wanted him to stay in Chang'an, he, as a courtier, must obey the holy will.

"The minister asked for a decree to add Shangshu Jiang Yu as a former general, and go to fight against Yan with the Duke of Hejian."

Although Fu Lin is young, he is also a rare general, and if there are experienced veterans in charge, he will be relieved to hand them over.

When Fu Jian heard this, the person recommended by Yang Ding was indeed a strategist.

"Accurate!"

A brave general and a strategist, and then send an army of 30,000, you don't believe it, you Murong Chong is a victorious general!

The major matter has been discussed, but Yang Ding is still kneeling under His Royal Highness, and has no intention of retreating.

Fu Jian couldn't help asking, "General Yang, is there anything else to do?" ”

Yang Ding kowtowed deeply, didn't get up for a long time, and the grief in his eyes was like a long river flowing backwards.

"Your Majesty, the minister is guilty!"

"Your Majesty trusts Weichen and sends ministers to protect Princess Baojin, but Yang Ding did not bring the princess back!"

Never, never bring it back!

Baojin, do you miss Chang'an? Do you miss your father?

Fu Jian felt a deep pain in his heart, and turned his back, not wanting Yang Ding to see his vulnerability.

The news that Baojin was not in Yanying had already been transmitted a few days ago, and before he could get hurt, he received the tragic report of Zheng Xi's defeat.

Double disasters are coming, double pain is coming, God is cruel to this half-hundred-year-old man!

Baojin, my daughter!

If it weren't for your infatuation with Murong Chong, why wouldn't you be here!

Guanzhong is so far away, when will my father be able to take you home!