"Crazy!

Must be crazy! ”

Li Xin's personality is also anxious, so in such a critical situation.

He doesn't care about any etiquette and humility.

The third prince won the sky and heard the right to say, as if he didn't hear it.

Meng Tian, Wang Ben, Sima Cuo, Bai Qi, Wang Di, Li Xin, Nei Shi Teng and other twelve generals opened the door to ask for battle.

but with a heart of death, after going out of the city gate.

It is equivalent to begging for death.

Honorable to the death.

But the third prince won the sky and didn't send a single soldier.

Such a critical moment.

Playing the piano to open the door?

Could it be that you want to play the piano to welcome the Zhao army, Bai Rongzhi and Yixuan alliance into the city?

Meng Tian, Wang Ben, Sima Cuo, Bai Qi, Wang Di, Li Xin, Nei Shi Teng and other twelve generals were in a hurry.

They stepped forward to stop it.

"Three sons!

Are you really crazy? ”

"Three sons!

This is to open the gates of the city.

Whether there are soldiers blocking it.

We will surely die! ”

"Three sons!

Are you trying to surrender?

Openly let the Zhao army, Bai Rongzhi and Yixuan coalition army enter the city? ”

"Three sons!

You are the prince of Qin!

It's to die in battle!

You can't open the door and surrender! ”

"Three sons!

If you dare to open the gates and surrender!

We adore you though.

But if you do such a humiliating act!

We'll fight with you! ”

Wang Ben, Meng Tian, Sima Cuo, Bai Qi, Nei Shiteng, Li Xin, Wang Yi and other twelve generals were all anxious.

The face is red and the neck is thick, the eyes are red, the muscles are bulging, and the face is grand!

I want to block it with my life.

But the third son is not shocked when he wins the sky, and now at this time.

I didn't have time to explain them one by one.

Just a cold side glance:

"You are the famous general of the country!

Why is it no different from a shaft?

Get out of the way! ”

The third prince Yingtian raised his arm and swept left and right.

As a result, the salamander handed the bow and arrow.

"The third son.

I'll go down now! ”

The startled salamander prepares to go down to the Xianyang West City Tower.

But it was blocked by twelve generals such as Meng Tian, Wang Ben, Bai Qi, and Sima Cuo.

Naturally, there are no twelve generals to fight.

But the beating won the twelve generals.

The startled salamander, which moved like a rabbit, dodged the thick palms of the twelve generals.

Like a loach.

Walk through.

In the end, he jumped straight from the castle tower.

The twelve generals looked down one after another.

The startled salamander had already made its way to the gates of the city.

They all said in despair:

"It's over! Finished!

Heaven destroys my Great Qin! ”

Now.

The startled salamander has entered the inside of the West City Gate.

Through the crack in the door, wait for the signal of the third prince to win the sky.

The third prince wins the sky, pulls the bow and arrows, and pulls the arrows like a full moon.

At the throat of the dry-mouthed herald of Zhao who was still chattering and persuading him to surrender.

Sou!

One stone!

Kill with one stone!

The Zhao State herald, who had been croaking on horseback to persuade him to surrender, fell off his horse.

Zhao Jun was in a hurry.

The commander of the Zhao army, Lian Po, squinted his eyes and remained motionless.

I'm thinking about whether to attack the city directly.

Since the state of Qin shot the people they sent to persuade them to surrender.

That shows that the soldiers and civilians of Xianyang will not surrender to the death.

Lian Po, the commander of Zhao State, was hesitating whether to give the Xianyang army and civilians a chance.

The commander of the Bairong cavalry on the twenty-meter-high horse nearby, and Yi Xuan, a famous general known as the grassland wolf, sneered:

"They've killed all your heralds.

Are you just looking at it?

Zhao people are bloodless? ”

Zhao Guo's commander Lian Po's face changed suddenly.

The command flag was raised high, ready to order the whole army to attack.

Seeing this, the commander of the Bairong cavalry and Yi Xuan also raised their scimitars in their hands.

As long as the commander of the Zhao army, Lian Po, the commander of the Bairong cavalry, and Yi Xuan put down the command flag and scimitar in their hands.

That means that 50,000 coalition troops are about to launch an onslaught.

Right now.

An amazing or terrifying scene appeared.

First of all, the east gate, which was about to be damaged by the Zhao army and Bairong's attack for several days, was unexpectedly opened.

More than 20 ordinary people walked out of it, holding brooms in their hands and cleaning the city gate as if no one was around.

Another farmer came out with an ox.

There were so many enemy troops outside the door.

Unhurriedly, he led the ploughing oxen to graze in the same place.

Immediately, a jade-faced young man in a white cloak sat in front of the piano case on the city floor.

The child on the left burns incense and pulls a flask out of his sleeve.

The child on the right flicks his fan and gently shakes it, picks up the wine jug and pours wine for the jade-faced boy.

This scene directly led the commanders of the Zhao army, Lian Po, Commander Bairong and Yi Xuan, to be shocked.

The hand raised high never let go.

With a suspicious face, he said:

"Could it be that they are going to surrender?"

The third prince wins the sky and faces the army of 50,000 tigers and wolves.

Sit quietly.

At this time, the breeze is gentle and smooth, and the breeze is blowing.

The third son wins the sky, and his eyes are like grass and trees and dead stones.

The sky and the earth are big, only here, the three sons win the sky like a statue looking down on the red dust.

At the same time, I feel the hardships and hardships along the way.

sighed in my heart.

The morning breeze ruffled the long hair between his sideburns.

Heal the scars left by memories.

In his eyes, light and dark are mixed, and a smile is full of flowers.

used to play the piano and didn't care about the world.

Look down again at the hands playing the piano.

The midsummer that popped out of your fingertips

And whatever moved his heart went with the wind.

The third prince Yingtian made a gesture of invitation to the 50,000 Zhao army and Bairong cavalry in front of him who were ready to attack at any time.

Sitting upright in the city tower, neither humble nor arrogant, with a lovely smile, a clear body, and a polite and loud voice:

"Right now.

Xianyang is surrounded by everyone.

Sooner or later it will change hands.

You might as well listen to Ben Gong play a song "The World Returns".

It's never too late to fight again! ”

The third prince won the sky, and then played it as if no one was around.

In the eyes of the twelve generals.

It is their last sad song.

4,000 soldiers defending the city.

It is the third prince Yingtian's last exquisiteness and pomp as a noble prince and grandson.

The city is large and populous.

At this moment, no one can understand the sound of the piano and the voice of the third son.

Intuitive sound is hard to find, high and low.

The third son, Yingtian, immediately fell into a state of self-immersion.

Facing the morning light, with the light and dust, caressing the strings in front of the millions of troops.

The hearts of the twelve generals and the four thousand soldiers defending the city were about to rise to their throats.

I didn't dare to move.

An eye staring at the third son who forgot to play the piano won the day.

One eye stared at the Zhao army and Bairong cavalry who were attacking at any time.

There were beads of sweat on his forehead and back.

Nervous can't be nervous anymore.

Only the third son wins the sky and is the most leisurely and calm person in the world here.

It can be said that I am the only one in heaven and earth!

Isn't it chic!

Wouldn't it be a pleasure!

Isn't it overbearing!

Commander Bairong and Yi Xuan looked at the white-faced scholar who was playing the piano in the city tower and laughed loudly:

"I didn't expect the Qin people to play a sad song for themselves!

Give up the city!

Then the general is not welcome! ”

Although Lian Po, the commander of the Zhao army, felt strange, he was also ready to attack.

Now the east gate of Xianyang is wide open.

No one wants to miss the God-given opportunity sent by the stupid Qin people.

The commander of the Zhao army, Lian Po, the commander of Bairong, and the soldiers around Yi Xuan all pointed to the white-faced young man playing the piano on the city tower and laughed shamefully.

"Qin people are stupid!"

"I didn't expect the Qin people to have such quirks!"

Purple Pen Literature