Xiangguo Ganlong stroked his beard, thinking that all he was thinking about was calculating, and the third son won the sky.

Look in the direction of Xianyang again:

"Who made you so rampant, a fledgling brat.

I actually wanted to lead the troops to fight and make a military order!

Good! You come back alive or dead!

The turtle is also dead in Xianyang!

This is the fate of you who offend the old decay and the entire aristocracy and clan! ”

"Hahahaha!"

There was another burst of laughter in the prince's mansion.

They were all impressed by Xiangguo Ganlong's poisonous scheme.

Sit back and wait for the third prince to win the sky and die in Xianyang, or run back to eat the consequences.

Everything is planned later.

Xiangguo Ganlong ordered to the attendants outside the door:

"Bring pen and ink and books!"

Shizi Yingtian, Taiwei Ran, and the fourth prince Yingji have already knelt in their positions.

Lazily asked:

"What does the old Xiangguo want to do with pen and ink?

Could it be that he wants to recite poems to celebrate the death of Winning Heaven? ”

Xiangguo Ganlong was almost not angry with them after hearing this, and said loudly:

"The old man protects Yinghua and leads the old and weak soldiers to kill the third prince to win a layer of insurance in the sky.

What if the third prince wins the sky and doesn't urge us to ask for soldiers?

This letter is to give Yinghua a strong courage. ”

After the attendant sent the pen and ink book.

The old Xiangguo Ganlong only wrote a few lines on the book, then rolled it up and handed it to the attendant, ordering:

"Take this letter with you and go to General Yinghua's mansion quickly.

He will inevitably ask you to talk after reading it.

When the time comes, just come back and tell me quickly. ”

"No."

The attendant immediately rushed to Yinghua's mansion with Xiangguo Ganlong's letter.

At this moment, General Yinghua experienced a defeat in Xianyang.

Covered in wounds.

He was lying on the sickbed recuperating and lamenting alone.

I felt sorry for the 40,000 soldiers who died.

Every time I think of this, tears flow.

Suddenly someone outside the door asked to see:

"Sir.

Lord Xiangguo, who was in the Shizi's Mansion, sent someone to send a letter of repair.

Please take a look at it. ”

When Yinghua heard that it was the old Xiangguo Ganlong, she quickly wiped away her tears:

"Xiangguo's letter, that must be a big deal.

Please! ”

Immediately, the attendants of the Shizifu took the letter and handed it to General Yinghua.

Yinghua laboriously opened it and took a look.

There are only a few sentences written on the book:

Would you like to go to war and be ashamed?

The old man knows you and understands you.

If you can't die on the battlefield.

Are you willing to kill the third prince to win the sky and avenge the Ying clan?

Yinghua smiled excitedly and almost shouted:

"Xiangguo is my bosom friend!

What I think at the moment coincides with me! ”

What Yinghua said was to go to the battlefield again to avenge the 40,000 soldiers who died.

But he also understands that he is a defeated general.

How could the court send him into battle again?

There are still so many powerful generals in the Qin State who have not made a move.

He immediately understood the meaning of the second sentence of Xiangguo Ganlong.

That is the true purpose of this epistle.

He also understood that Xiangguo Ganlong wanted to use the battle to kill the third prince in front of the battle to win the sky.

But Yinghua was willing to be used.

In addition to the third prince winning the sky, it is a great thing for the nobles and families of the Qin State to win the sky.

He thought that after killing the third prince to win the sky, he would take advantage of this opportunity to go on the battlefield and die on the battlefield.

Sleep with the soldiers who followed him on the march.

For him, it is the best place to be.

General Yinghua wept excitedly, and explained to the prince's attendants:

"Tell Sangkook!

I Yinghua agreed! ”

"No."

The prince's attendant withdrew from the Yinghua Mansion and returned to the prince's mansion.

Yinghua took the book in her hand and lay on the bed crying.

remembered the scene of being jointly defeated by Zhao Guo, Bai Rong and Yi Xuanbu that day.

Think of the soldiers who fell under the iron hooves of the enemy.

Yinghua looked guilty, a general was incompetent, and he was tired of the three armies.

The excited General Yinghua wept again and looked in the direction of Xianyang and said in a trembling voice:

"Brothers!

I'm going to accompany you! ”

After the prince's attendants returned to the prince's mansion.

Told General Yinghua's answer to the prince Yingdang, Xiangguo Ganlong, the fourth prince Yingji, and the Taiwei Ran.

Shizi Yingdang, the fourth prince Yingji, and Taiwei Wei Ran completely admired Xiangguo Ganlong's means of pondering people's minds, and praised them endlessly.

According to the follow-up performance of the third prince Yingtian, Xiangguo Ganlong considered all the retreats of the third prince Yingtian to death.

This time, the third prince won the sky and survived.

That's simply not possible.

"Hahahaha!"

Shizi Yingdang, Taiwei Ran, and the fourth prince Yingji only thought about waiting for the news of the death of the third son.

Xiangguo Ganlong finished dealing with the third prince to win the sky.

But they didn't dare to delay the big thing.

It is rare to take out the prestige of a faction of Xiangguo, and it is rare to be serious.

said solemnly to the prince Yingdang, the captain Wei Ran, and the fourth prince Yingji:

"Right now, the four of us are in charge.

Although he is bent on wanting the third son to win the sky and die.

But we can't delay big things.

What happened after the third son Yingtian died?

We need to be ready.

Lord Lieutenant. ”

Xiangguo Ganlong looked at Taiwei Ran.

"What does Lord Xiangguo have to teach you?"

"You quickly order, and the troops will be recruited again in various places, a total of 60,000.

Meet in Yongcheng.

Start training today! ”

"No."

Xiangguo Ganlong looked at the prince Yingdang again:

"Shizi!"

"Xiangguo, please speak!"

"You've been working on the book yourself.

Take the initiative to get close to the generals.

After the third son wins the sky and dies.

Personally go and ask the generals to lead the troops to the battle.

Right now, the Qin State needs a victory too much!

You need a victory so badly!

We need a win too badly! ”

"No!"

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The sun is far away, and the sun is setting.

After a long day of trekking.

The three sons Yingtian, Meng Tian, and Wang Ben walked on the familiar galloping road.

The clouds burning at sunset behind are like fire, indicating this extraordinary day.

The closer it is to Xianyang.

The hearts of the three sons Yingtian, Meng Tian, and Wang Ben are more anxious.

Thirty miles away from Xianyang.

A hundred meters ahead there is a hillside on either side.

The hillsides are covered with dense forests.

The three sons Yingtian, Meng Tian, and Wang Ben were in a hurry.

Didn't look much at it.

Fifty meters close to the dense forest.

Suddenly, there was a flurry of birds in the woods.

The third prince Yingtian squinted his eyes and realized that there must be people in the dense forest.

"Meng Tian!

Wang Ben!

There's someone in the woods ahead!

Let's go faster! ”

Meng Tian and Wang Ben looked at each other suspiciously, but also nodded in agreement:

"No!"

Boom!

Three fast horses flew quickly down the hill ahead.

Just passed.

There are many dark shadows in the dense forest.

Whoosh!

They all draw arrows with bows.

Shot indiscriminately at the three sons who were passing by, Yingtian, Meng Tian, and Wang Ben.

Straight to the door.

Dozens of arrows were fired from all directions at different positions of the trio.

The third prince didn't dare to hold it up, his legs slammed into force, and he spun up.

Step on the horse's back and take off in the air.

It is as light as a butterfly passing through a flower.

Dodge arrows from around you.

Meng Tian and Wang Ben are not as flexible as the third prince to win the sky.

Just kept dodging back and forth left and right on horseback.

Draw your sword and slash at the arrow that shoots at the door.

(I've been dragging the pace, just waiting for the National Day.)

Twelve o'clock in the evening.

Absolutely wave after wave)

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