It must chill the hearts of the people of Xianyang.

There is no need for Zhao and Bairong to attack the city.

Instant mutiny.

It is also unknown whether the city was directly surrendered to the Zhao State and the Bairong coalition army.

Therefore, the third son Yingtian can only hide his grievances in his heart.

Loud reassurance:

"Ben Gongzi received a message from Yongcheng.

said that Yongcheng was seizing the time to recruit troops.

All the adult men who could fight in the entire Qin State gathered in Yongcheng.

Departure in the future.

Moreover, the victorious general who fought abroad would also lead 50,000 Qin main forces to come back to help.

We'll have to drag them to get there.

Do you think it's good? ”

"Good!"

All the people drank together.

But there are also people who are too homesick.

Life and death are in Xianyang all my life.

Still puzzled:

"Then can't we hold on to the city?

Don't look at me old!

Can you fight the same war? ”

The third son won the sky and only felt helpless.

The only thing he wants to do now is rest.

I can only continue to explain:

"If we let the common people go into battle.

So what else do you want those soldiers to do?

The situation is critical.

The Qin court made a huge plan.

Since you ask Ben Gongzi, I'll tell you. ”

The third prince Yingtian paused, and shouted again:

"If you wait for the 60,000 troops that set out from Yongcheng and the main force led by General Yingjian to come back.

Then the combined forces of Zhao and Bairong saw that our army was strong.

Bound to run away.

Then can we report the lives of the 40,000 soldiers who died outside Xianyang City? ”

The people of Xianyang were thrilled by the third prince to win the sky, and shouted angrily:

"The Qin people are bloody, and revenge will be avenged!"

The third prince Yingtian nodded with satisfaction and smiled slyly.

He continued to shout at the top of his voice:

"That being the case.

In order to completely annihilate the Zhao army, Bairong and Yixuanbu's 50,000 horses.

To prevent them from escaping.

The court and this son decided.

Early tomorrow morning, give up Xianyang.

Pretend that we are going to abandon the city, and deliberately confuse.

In fact, they were trapped in Xianyang.

Wait for all our soldiers to come back.

The 50,000 allied troops of the Zhao army and the Bairong cavalry were surrounded and annihilated in Xianyang.

Avenge the death of 40,000 soldiers.

Do you think it's good? ”

The people of Xianyang thought about it carefully.

If you don't tempt Zhao Jun and Bairong.

It was absolutely impossible for them to wait for all the main forces of the Qin army to come back to help.

Not to mention the inability to keep them.

In this way, the blood of 40,000 soldiers of the Qin State was shed in vain.

After some thought and whispering.

Eighty thousand Xianyang people nodded their heads in approval of the plan of the imperial court and the third prince to win the sky.

Anyway, it's just a temporary abandonment of the city.

When the time comes, it will be taken back.

So they agreed.

"Good!"

The third prince wins the sky, and he is afraid that there will be people who are entangled in nonsense.

Finally, he pulled his throat and reassured:

"Tomorrow after everyone is out of town.

Don't worry about accommodation.

Ben Gongzi had already built a huge military camp in the deep mountains northwest of Xianyang.

As long as everyone squeezes in.

Accommodating 80,000 people is no problem.

Remember to carry the pot on your back, otherwise you won't be able to eat.

At that time, everyone sat on the top of the mountain to watch how the Qin State destroyed the Zhao army and the Bairong coalition army.

Take back our Xianyang.

What do you say? ”

The 80,000 people of Xianyang didn't expect the imperial court and the third prince Yingtian to arrange them so thoughtfully.

Even the place to live was arranged in advance.

They are grateful for the kindness of the imperial court and the third prince to win the sky.

As everyone knows.

Behind it all.

It's all the three sons who win the sky and work hard to support it alone.

Take a slight wrong step.

You will lose all the games.

Seeing that the people around him agreed.

The third prince Yingtian ordered the disciples of the Mo family to be responsible for delivering food to the common people according to the population.

Five hundred city defense soldiers were responsible for maintaining order.

The third son won the day, and he was extremely tired at this moment.

Physically and mentally exhausted.

It's obviously a matter for the Qin court.

Now they have all accumulated on the shoulders of the third son Yingtian alone.

Not only is it a personal life, but it is also carrying 4,000 soldiers defending the city on his shoulders.

The life and death of 80,000 Xianyang people.

After arranging everything.

The third son Yingtian was full of exhaustion.

With the support of the startled salamander.

Drive the chariot and quickly return to the house to rest.

Just when the startled salamander was ready to wait for the listless third son to win the day and rest.

Wang Ben, who had disappeared all night, suddenly appeared.

He also carried an old man on his back.

According to Wang Ben, this old man is an expert in treating madness.

It is known as the holy hand of Xianyang.

The third son was helpless and wanted to lie down quickly.

Wake up early in the morning and prepare for tomorrow's battle.

can't stand the only love of the honest and anxious Wang Ben.

The third prince won the sky and refused in every way.

still stubbornly let the so-called treatment of the sage of madness toss for more than half an hour.

After Wang Ben was satisfied.

The third son won the day, and then lay down tiredly.

In the first half of the night, the bloody wind and rain, the earth was slaughtered.

The second half of the night was quiet, and everyone fell asleep.

What awaits everyone after dawn?

Everything is in the hands of the third son.

Following.

The rooster sings that the world is white.

The sky is covered with fish maw.

A tense and eerie day has officially begun.

There are dark clouds in the sky over Xianyang from time to time.

Half sunny and half cloudy.

The shadows are uncertain, as if to hint at a situation that is still unclear today.

The third son won the day and tossed and turned for one night.

I still fell asleep in the middle of the night.

After dragging his tired body and getting up to wash.

He was in good spirits.

Before walking towards the lobby of the City Lord's Mansion.

At this moment, there are more than 30 disciples of the Mo family, the ugly gate, and the Yinmen.

They all stood to welcome the three sons to win the sky.

"Hello city lord!"

The third prince won the sky and saluted the disciples of the Mo family led by Master Ban.

Ten generals including Bai Qi, Sima Cuo, Li Xin, Wang Di, and Nei Shiteng, who had rested all night, also walked to the front of the lobby.

They not only saw the majestic and heroic three sons win the sky.

I even saw the disciples of the Mo family who were dressed in ink.

The first person is gray-haired and energetic.

It seems to be a great figure of the Mo family.

"Three sons, they are ......"

Bai Qi, Sima Cuo, Li Xin, Wang Di, Nei Shi Teng and other ten generals stood beside the third prince Yingtian and asked.

Master Ban saluted Bai Qi, Sima Cuo and others, stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"We are disciples of the Mo family, the ugly gate, and the Yin family.

Come to pay homage to the third son of the city lord of Xianyang to win the sky! ”

"What?"

Bai Qi, Sima Cuo, Li Xin, Nei Shiteng, Wang Yi and other ten generals were shocked:

When did the disciples of the Mo family enter Xianyang?

Why did they pay homage to the third prince when Xianyang was about to fall?

That's weird, isn't it?

"The third son.

It's time to take your pills! ”

Wang Ben got up early in the morning and gave the third son a day to boil medicine.

At this moment, he came over with a basin of Nan's unpleasant smelling medicine.

But he also found a disciple of the Mo family who came out of nowhere.

Puzzled, he looked at the third prince and asked:

"Are they disciples of the Mo family?"

Master Ban, the leader of the Mo family's disciples, explained to the eleven generals:

"Disciple in the Xia Mo family.

The world is known as Master Ban.

I've seen the generals. ”

"What?

The world-famous master of the Mohist organ masterclass? ”

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