Outside the Jiepai Ridge, the sun has slanted to the west, the leaves that have been green for a summer are also dyed with a layer of golden yellow in the setting sun, and the bleak autumn wind is also blowing in advance, and the half-yellow and half-green leaves fall on the earth in a flutter, and are blown up by the merciless autumn wind, turning aimlessly between the heaven and the earth.

By dusk, the last group of 20,000 Qin troops had finally left Jiepai Ridge. The long battle of Shangdang will finally come to an end at the turn of summer and autumn.

And the last stroke of this full stop should naturally be drawn from white.

Sima Cuo led the army to escort the army to Yewang City along the way, and under the border Pai Ling, only Wang Yi led a few henchmen such as Hu Shu and hundreds of personal soldiers to stand silently under the city gate.

Several pro-soldiers were handing out flax to everyone present. Those who are in linen are also the fifth class of mourning clothes, and the clothes of March are dressed in fine white cloth prayer belts.

If this linen still made the Qin army a little confused, the appearance of Wang Di's linen filial piety clothes over there made everyone sigh in unison. Looking at its shape, the coarse white cloth crown is a great achievement, and the clothes of September are also. It is second to Qi decay, and it is also the third class of mourning clothes.

The only person who can make Wang Yi wear a sackcloth filial piety costume is the only one who is far away in Xianyang......

Thinking of Wu Anjun, who had never appeared, a terrible thought had already hit his heart. And when Xiangguo Fan Sui, who had been at odds with Bai Qi, also appeared under the city gate with silk linen, all the Qin soldiers were completely blown up!

"General!"

"Wu Anjun, why?"

A group of Qin army generals and personal soldiers flocked to Wang Di and Fan Sui.

Wang Yi held back the tears in the corners of his eyes and said slowly, "Wu Anjun, I went last night!"

"What?!"

"Go? Didn't Wu Anjun go to the banquet?"

Obviously, there are many rectal sergeants who still don't understand the meaning of Wang Di's words, but when it comes to the silk and linen tied around his body, no matter how stupid people are, they can understand the meaning of "go" in General Wang's mouth.

In an instant, the hundreds of people of the Qin army were like a pile of ignited fires, and the raging battle intent almost destroyed the Jiepai Ridge that was several zhang high.

"Zhao Gou! Give me back Wu Anjun!"

"Zhao Guo, take your life!"

"Come, fight hard!"

With a "stab", the long swords on the waists of several pro-soldiers were already unsheathed. For safety along the way, these hundreds of pro-soldiers were also allowed to wear long swords.

"Wow...... Scold...... A few ...... sounds, and more than a dozen long swords were unsheathed.

Even the high-ranking generals of the Qin army, such as Hu Shu, couldn't help but have red eyes when they heard the news, and their brains were buzzing, where could they still care about suppressing the soldiers under their command.

Although Wang Yi tried his best to suppress it, in the end there was only the power of one person, and he pressed the gourd here, and got up again on the other side; Although Fan Sui is a prime minister, he is even more powerless about it. In the face of the excited crowd, the situation is about to get out of control.

"Oh? Who want to fight again?!"

A young voice suddenly sounded from inside the city gate, but in the ears of the generals of the Qin army, it was like the sound of hell, and the scene calmed down almost instantly.

Immediately afterward, a pale, young face slowly emerged from the shadows of the tower.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Zhao Kuo?

Dressed in white, his long hair fluttered in the wind, under the oblique light of the sunset, half of Zhao Kuo's body was exposed in the sun, but the other half was hidden in the shadow of the city gate tower.

"Crossbowmen prepare! After five breaths, the one with the blade in his hand, kill!" Zhao Kuo was not prepared to get used to the Qin army, since he dared to provoke himself, he had to pay the price, and immediately ordered the crossbowmen above the city tower and behind him to prepare.

The Zhao army who heard the order raised the bow and crossbow in their hands in response, and the Zhao pawn who did not have a bow and crossbow also slowly pulled out the long knife on his waist, as long as their general gave an order, they would not hesitate to tear the hundreds of Qin troops in front of them to pieces.

For a time, the battle of the Shangdang, which had already drawn a rest, made waves again.

Don't underestimate this little rush

Suddenly, the cause of the world war was nothing more than an assassination. If left unchecked, it is not impossible for another big war to be staged again.

And this is what Pingyang Jun, the king envoy who promotes peace, cannot accept in any case. Although the result of the fight now may also be beneficial to Zhao Guo, it will definitely not be beneficial to Pingyang Jun.

"What is this doing?!" Pingyangjun on the side had just said half a sentence, but he was forced back by Zhao Kuo's follow-up words with a look.

Pingyuan Jun on the side also hurriedly covered his brother's mouth and whispered in his ear, "Zhao Jun, don't be humiliated."

That's right, this is the clamor that Qin Jun started first, if Zhao Jun didn't respond, it would be afraid of Qin Jun, and it would be fueling Qin Jun's arrogance, this is a matter of principle, and it is a major issue of right and wrong.

If Zhao Kuo is not there, then forget it, the two sides will make peace, and it will be over.

It's good to die, Zhao Kuo just woke up at this juncture, and he specially came to participate in Bai Qi's "remains" transfer ceremony, making it clear that he would come to weaken the Qin army again. And Zhao Kuo's response just now represents the response of the entire Zhao army, and at this time, even if the king is in person, he will only follow Zhao Kuo's meaning.

You are a mere royal envoy, and you are blatantly confronting Zhao Kuo on major issues of right and wrong, which is looking for death.

Pingyang Jun was dumbfounded here, and Fan Sui of Xiangguo of Qin over there hurriedly flew to Wang Yi with a look, signaling to hurry up and control your subordinates - the person in front of him was a ruthless man who beat the king's envoy Lou Changdu with a military stick, and the millions of troops of the party were all played with by him in applause, if he really launched a ruthless attack and left his hundreds of people, it would not be a problem at all.

What's more, this is still his own people clamoring, and Zhao Kuo has an absolute excuse to destroy himself and the others.

"General, misunderstanding and misunderstanding." While handing over his eyes, Fan Sui stepped forward to play a round field.

"Wu Anjun exchanged his life for your life, and you want to make Wu Anjun die without turning a blind eye?" Over there, Wang Yi also immediately gritted his teeth and scolded, "Listen to my orders, close the blade!"

Wang Yi didn't want to fight for it, even if it was for Wu Anjun's funeral.

But he couldn't. Not only because of the dense Zhao army's bow and crossbow in front of him, but also because he is the main general of the first army. Once he makes a move, not only will the hundreds of people around him be killed by Zhao Kuo on the spot, but even the armies that have already left Jiepai Ridge will suffer under the fast horses of Zhao Jun.

In this way, Wu Anjun really sacrificed in vain.

In any case, Wang Yi had to endure it.

Hearing Wang Di's orders, although the soldiers of the Qin army were unwilling, their long-term obedience inertia and Wang Di's words still made them grit their teeth and put away their long swords.

Seeing that Qin's uniform was soft, Zhao Kuo nodded slightly and motioned for his bow and crossbow to be put down.

To boil the eagle is to slowly wear away every trace of the eagle's sharpness!