The night is really long!

Some people grow up overnight and learn to take responsibility, while others lose everything overnight and become beggars.

And one night can also rewrite the ending of a war that affects the fate of the entire China.

If there is a chance to do it all over again, I think Zhao Kuo will definitely remember the lesson of "champagne at half time" and never dare to forget it.

But even if the night is long, it will eventually pass.

The sun still rises high, shining on this ancient land.

At about the hour, the Qin army, which had been repairing all night, began to slowly wake up, and a thin bowl of gruel drove away the last trace of sleepiness, which was already the morning food that the marching army had today.

Immediately, one by one, the black dragons walked out of the camp with neat steps, stepping through the camp where the Wei army was already a little scorched, stepping on the battlefield where there was a fierce battle, stepping on the cemetery where countless comrades were buried, and moving in the direction of home.

Wang Ji walked at the forefront of the team with 30,000 elites, Bai Qi, as the main general, naturally sat in the Chinese army of nearly 80,000 troops, and Sima Cuo led 20,000 rear troops to collect the camp materials.

Even though most of the Qin army's strength has been consumed now, more than 100,000 troops are still vast and boundless when they leave the camp, and after repairing overnight, the spirit of the Qin army has obviously improved a lot.

Xu is the temptation to go home, almost every Qin pawn no longer has the worry of defeat and the fear of death on their faces, and the blades in their hands are tightened.

The summer march was boring and long.

Just when the 130,000 Qin troops of Shangdang were running for their own survival, thousands of miles away in Guanzhong, there were also this group of people who were working tirelessly for them.

In Hangu Pass, countless ordnance was moved out of the warehouse and quietly tied to the carriages; In Guanzhong, tens of thousands of conscripts and soldiers gathered in an orderly manner, and one team drove to Hangu Pass next to another; Yongcheng, where the granary of the heart of the Qin State is located, a load of grain was pushed out, and trucks were sent to Hanguguan one after another.

In Xianyang City, the center of the empire, although the four gates have not yet been closed, and the government has not notified Jingjie, the people obviously feel the breath of the mountain rain coming and going, and the officials of the various departments and yamen who are shuttling back and forth from the streets.

And the center of this terrifying aura is naturally in the palace of King Qin in the middle of the Xianyang.

"My king!" One of the attendants handed over a small silk letter again, still a flying pigeon from the front line.

In the face of this small silk book, King Qin's mood was complicated, both a little expectant, hoping that Bai Qi could bring him some good news, but also a little nervous, the nervous front line fell into a deeper quagmire before he could wait for his own rescue.

After all, with the mentality of "it is a blessing and not a curse, and it is a disaster that cannot be avoided", King Qin carefully took the silk book and slowly unfolded it.

The good news is that the situation at the front has not deteriorated, and even most of the more than 100,000 Wei troops have been annihilated;

The bad news is that the siege has been confirmed, and even Bai Qi has found out the unknown and mysterious belligerent countries;

The most exciting and puzzling question has arrived, that country turned out to be Zhao Guo!

This also means that yesterday night, the plan that King Qin and Xiangguo Fan Sui worked so hard to make was completely in vain, because they targeted almost all countries and imagined various situations including the backstabbing of their own little brother, but they didn't expect that Zhao Guo suddenly came out with more than 100,000 troops.

Fortunately, Bai Qi is worthy of being known as the god of war, and he is a rare good employee for King Qin, who is not only good at finding problems, but also proposing solutions.

What's even more coincidental is that his plan is similar to the policy determined by King Qin last night.

So what else is there to say.

"Someone is coming, and the prime minister has entered the palace to discuss matters." King Qin immediately gave an order.

"Yes!" The attendant on the side immediately received the order.

After a while, Xiangguo Fan Sui trotted all the way into the inner hall.

King Qin handed over the silk book, and Fan Sui also read it at a glance, and he was also surprised in his heart.

But obviously, whether it is Qin

Wang or Fan Sui did not doubt the untruthfulness of Bai Qi's news, they absolutely believed in Bai Qi's military literacy, even if it seemed that the battle of Shangdang was about to be lost.

Even the more critical it is, the more they trust. It is precisely because of this trust at a critical juncture that in Huayang, in Yique, and in Yanying...... On countless battlefields, the Qin State reaped the ultimate victory.

As for the plan given by Bai Qi, it does not conflict with his own plan. It's just that if you want to talk about King Zhao, it's so difficult that I'm afraid that ordinary people can't do it.

What's more, I'm afraid that the Qin State will have to have some blood! It is impossible to ask King Zhao to let him go, and King Zhao is not a fool.

First tempted it with interests, and then arranged the pressure of the army, resulting in some benefits for agreeing to it, and not agreeing is the illusion that the jade is burning, plus the bribed Zhao Chen turned a deaf ear, which had the opportunity to force King Zhao to withdraw from the army.

"What does Sangkook think?" King Qin had already put down the silk book and asked immediately.

This question seems to be clueless, but it is obvious that Fan Sui understands the King of Qin, and what the King of Qin asked is not only asking whether Bai Qi's strategy is feasible, but also asking what kind of sincerity the Qin State should show to impress the Zhao State.

Obviously, Bai Qi's method is not a big problem, the real problem is that King Qin is not willing to pay too much price. If he wanted to exchange a few counties for an army of more than 100,000, the king of Qin would rather fight to the end.

Fan Sui obviously understood King Qin's thoughts, after all, it was cutting meat, and no one liked it.

It's just that things have come to this point, and the so-called lesser of two evils, if you don't cut it, you can't cut it, and if you cut too much, you can't do it.

Fan Sui then led the King of Qin to last night's map, his fingers slid lightly, and he began to plan for the King of Qin: "My king, please see: the land west of the river is the ancestral industry of my Qin State, and further is Hangu, which can be described as the side of the couch, and it is not bordered by the land of Shangdang and Zhao State, even if it is given, Zhao State does not dare to ask for it. As for the land east of the river."

"The land east of the river is the key to my Great Qin's east, and you must not lose it." King Qin immediately interrupted.

Fan Sui was a little embarrassed, but he could understand it. The land east of the river is not only an important place in the east of the Qin State, but also the father of Yingji, the king of Qin Huiwen, the painstaking efforts of the whole life. As a son of man, he was naturally unwilling to lose his father's inheritance in his own hands.

Fortunately, Fan Sui was not ready to exchange for Hedong.

"Then there are only two places left: Hanoi and Taoyi." Fan Sui then continued, and then looked at King Qin, which seemed to say: Your Majesty, you can pick one!