There are 90 million stone grains, and you are still afraid of starving the people of Xianyang?

Then he laughed and said:

"Tonight, my son will conjure up a mountain of grain for you!

It can make the people of Xianyang eat for more than a month! ”

Meng Tian, Wang Ben, Bai Qi, Sima Cuo, Li Xin, Nei Shiteng, Wang Yi and other twelve generals, you look at me, I look at you.

I originally wanted to question the third son to win the sky.

They had never heard of the huge military camp in the mountains near Xianyang.

Not to mention what kind of food mountain the third prince has conjured up in the sky!

Is it enough to eat for more than a month?

With all the doubts and puzzles, some of them were angry and wanted to laugh.

They shook their heads helplessly.

The intuition of the third prince Yingtian returned to Yongcheng this time, and his mind seemed to be hallucinating.

It's starting to babble.

The three sons won the sky and did not blame the ten generals who stuck to Xianyang, such as Bai Qi, Sima Cuo, Nei Shiteng, Wang Di, and Li Xin.

They have indeed suffered a lot, and they must have doubts about what they say.

Meng Tian and Wang Ben are naturally convinced.

Sangongzi Yingtian has always been a person who can create miracles.

It has been proven many times.

The third prince Yingtian said that there is a military camp in the mountains northwest of Xianyang.

Then there must be barracks.

Say that you can conjure up a mountain of grain at night!

Then it will inevitably come out.

said that if you can let the people of Xianyang eat for a month, then you can eat for a month.

Enough for the people of Xianyang to eat for a month!

It's just that they still have a question.

Arch asked:

"The third son.

When we come.

How to solve the 4,000 Zhao army and Bairong ambush soldiers who were ambushed in the dense forest on the hillside? ”

The third prince Yingtian nodded and smiled:

"After dark!

Annihilation!

Not a single one to stay!

Easy as pie! ”

looked at the confident and almost ridiculous appearance of the third prince Yingtian.

Seems to deceive themselves into appearing hallucinations.

He has been sticking to ten generals in the city, including Bai Qi, Sima Cuo, Nei Shiteng, Li Xin, and Wang Yi.

Suddenly I felt like I was about to reach my limit.

It's not that I no longer trust the third son to win the sky.

Finally come up with a useful and practical solution.

Blind fantasies and self-deception, who can stand this.

They are physically and mentally exhausted.

Since the siege of Xianyang, there has been no rest.

At the moment, my heart is like ashes, and I always feel that the third son Yingtian seems to have changed as a person.

They all bowed their heads and said:

"The third son.

I waited for the night to sleep.

I'm tired right now.

Xianyang will be handed over to the third son.

I hope I can rest for a while! ”

Meng Tian and Wang Ben turned around and pointed at Bai Qi, Sima Cuo and other ten generals and shouted angrily:

"What is your attitude?

Didn't you hear what the third prince said?

Could it be that you don't trust the third son? ”

"Huh!"

The third prince Yingtian walked down and grabbed Bai Qi and Sima Cuo's hands, looked at the ten generals and said:

"Ben Gongzi can risk his life.

There must be a way to first aid everyone!

A miracle and an explanation for you tonight!

How is it? ”

Bai Qi, Sima Cuo and other ten generals glanced at each other.

They all coped listlessly:

"Oh."

"Hahahaha!"

The third son won the sky and laughed instead of being angry:

"O you!

That's it!

Let's go to the wing room and rest! ”

"Hey."

Bai Qi, Sima Cuo and other ten generals.

I don't want to say goodbye to the third son.

They all sighed and left without looking back.

Meng Tian and Wang Ben pointed to the backs of Bai Qi, Sima Cuo, Nei Shi Teng, Li Xin, and Wang Di:

"The third son.

You see.

What is their attitude? ”

"Sigh what?

It's like a fucking dead man. ”

The third prince won the sky and said comfortingly:

"Understandable!

Understandable!

It's the same for everyone!

Tonight this son has a surprise for everyone!

This son decides!

Tomorrow morning!

Let's open the gates.

It's up to the two of you to come up and challenge!

Ready to go? ”

"Ahh

Meng Tian and Wang Benren were stupid:

Open the gates?

also asked them to challenge the 50,000 army of Zhao Jun, Bai Rongzhi and Yi Xuan.

Meng Tian and Wang Ben were dumbfounded when they heard it, and they were completely stupid.

Slowly turning his head to look at the other person, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Then nodded tacitly at the same time:

It seems that Bai Qi and Sima Cuo are right.

The third prince Yingtian may see that the combined forces of Zhao Jun, Bairong and Yixuan are strong.

Hear about the siege and slaughter of the city tomorrow!

People are already scared crazy.

Otherwise, they won't talk nonsense.

Meng Tian and Wang Ben smiled and walked to the third son to win the sky.

Kind-hearted:

"Three sons!

Let's put aside the matter of opening the West Gate battle tomorrow.

At present, Xianyang is still in our hands.

Otherwise, let's find a Lang Zhong to see a doctor first.

Are you crazy about gain? ”

The third son Yingtian laughed when he heard this:

"Hahahaha!

You two don't believe in Ben Gongzi anymore? ”

The entire lobby of the City Lord's Mansion was filled with the laughter of the third prince winning the sky.

followed by the voices of Meng Tian and Wang Ben who were about to cry and laugh.

Under the defeat, the opponent is strong, there are few people on his side, and people's minds change.

Slaughter the city tomorrow!

What will be the fate?

The common people do not know the truth.

All immersed in sleep.

But the twelve generals such as Meng Tian, Wang Ben, Bai Qi, Sima Cong, Nei Shiteng, Li Xin, and Wang Yi have already seen their fate.

I only think about tomorrow's battle, and I will never leave regrets!

Killed on the battlefield, shrouded in horse leather.

It's enough to comfort my life!

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Nine o'clock in the evening.

The city lord's mansion is under the explanation of the third prince Yingtian.

Torches were lit everywhere.

The entire City Lord's Mansion was brightly lit, and it was unusually dazzling in the dark night.

It's like a giant torch.

In the wind of war burns brightly.

The twelve generals under the third prince can no longer command it completely.

Bai Qi, Sima Cuo, Nei Shi Teng, Li Xin, Nei Shi Teng and other ten generals rested depressed.

Meng Tian and Wang Ben were responsible for garrisoning the city defense in Xianyang at night.

One is in a hurry to find a famous doctor in Xianyang City to cure his madness.

The third prince Yingtian ordered all his subordinates to stay in the room and not come out.

I sat alone in front of the lobby and played the piano leisurely.

In the past, the three sons who were surrounded by twelve generals won the day, and they felt a little lonely.

But it is still the self-confident third son who wins the day.

The song "Breaking the Array" was played.

Strange birds larger than eagles suddenly appeared in the sky over the entire Xianyang.

At least thirty or so.

Originally, this vision would have attracted the attention of the whole city.

But now it's time for life and death.

Ordinary people are sleeping at home.

The soldiers stared at the Zhao army and the Bairong military camp.

And no one cares.

Oh!

After a while, the giant strange bird hovering in the sky soared.

Under the light of the moon, his true face was revealed.

It turned out to be the legendary mysterious and noble mythical beast Xuanniao.

It's just that there is no aura on his body, and his eyes are dull, as if he is dead.

The Sky Divine Beast Xuanniao saw the City Lord's Mansion in Xianyang City, which was still brightly lit and shining in all directions at this time.

They all fell into the city lord's mansion.

The third son, Yingtian, took the wine bottle and glanced at it casually.

There were several huge divine beasts and Xuanniao that landed smoothly near the third prince Yingtian, motionless.

There were two people sitting on top of each of the huge divine beasts.

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