Xianyang!

Misty end in the South Mountain, winding Weishui River!

This giant city, located on the banks of Weishui, was the capital of Qin, the most powerful of the Seven Kingdoms.

It is the center of power,

It is also the source of cholera that determines the situation in the seven countries.

Xianyang has no city wall,

Because thousands of old Qin people used their flesh and blood and warlike hearts,

forged an invincible defense for the Qin State.

In the past, during the Qin and Jin wars, the strong Jin Kingdom had never fought here.

When Xinling Jun led the Five Kingdoms to attack Qin, the iron hooves of the coalition army never touched here.

After hundreds of years of disputes, the Qin people have already forged an invincible momentum, entrenched in the sky above Xianyang,

Wait, reign in the world!

At this point,

Zhangtai Palace, the place where the Qin State discussed politics.

Eighteen-year-old Qin Wang Yingzheng is no longer an immature teenager, he is tall and handsome.

Although kneeling on the soft couch, there is already a generation of heroic heroes.

But at this moment, Ying Zheng is still a young dragon trapped in the abyss.

Under the control of Prime Minister Lü Buwei and Empress Dowager Zhao Ji, Ying Zheng did not experience the power of being the master of the most powerful empire of the Seven Kingdoms.

He raised his eyes to look at Lu Buwei, who was sitting below him, and his blazing phoenix eyes were contemplating complex emotions.

"Father, ......"

He sighed inwardly.

To be fair, he was grateful to Lü Buwei.

If it weren't for Lü Buwei back then, he wouldn't have been able to sit in the position of the crown prince of Qin State.

The first king ordered him to worship Lü Buwei as his teacher, and let him recognize Lü Buwei as his father.

The other party has always tried his best to teach himself, and he has never left half of his selfishness.

If Yingzheng is a natural emperor, then Lü Buwei is the most perfect guide on his road to growth.

"It's just,"

Ying Zheng looked at the ministers in the audience, they talked about national affairs, and they talked about each Kaikai, and they were talented.

However, they only have Xiangbang in their eyes, and no one will ask him for the opinion of the king of Qin.

Ying Zheng's heart was irrepressibly bitter and helpless.

"Father, I ......"

"King,"

An old and heroic voice sounded, instantly suppressing the voices of everyone in the Zhangtai Palace.

"It's General Meng,"

In front of the crowd, an old man with gray hair and gray hair stepped out of the crowd.

His figure is already a little rickety, but his tiger eyes are amazingly bright.

Listening to his voice, he is full of energy, obviously a veteran on the battlefield, and has a good external cultivation.

Ying Zheng looked at Meng Fu, his eyebrows and phoenix eyes, but he looked a little excited at the moment.

In the huge Xianyang City, the only person he can rely on as a help now is probably this loyal old general.

Seeing Meng Fu coming out of the crowd, Lu Buwei's hand on the opposite side of the hand stroking his beard instantly stiffened.

His old and cloudy eyes condensed, giving birth to a bit of jealousy.

As the prime minister of Qin, his power is so great that even Yingzheng can't compete with it.

Only the most powerful Qin State, and the ultimate power of Zhangzhi's rampant Six Kingdoms - military power, Lü Buwei was powerless to intervene.

In the past, before the death of Zhuangxiang Wang, he left the tiger talisman that commanded the military to the Empress Dowager Zhao Ji, and asked her to assist the prince.

However, Zhao Ji did not understand military affairs, and the army of Qin State was actually in the hands of the general Meng Fu.

Meng Fu has a loyal and honest personality, and his prestige in the military is extremely high, far from being comparable to Lü Buwei.

In recent years, although Lü Buwei has used his power and wealth to wantonly win over military generals, he has had little effect.

The role of the Devil in this can be seen.

Lü Buwei and Meng Fu didn't deal with each other, but the other party was the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Qin State, and he had no choice.

Seeing Meng Fu appear, Lü Buwei's brain had begun to run wildly, guessing his intentions.

The gray-haired old man looked old, but his voice was quite high-pitched and excited, and he said loudly: "The big king, in the past, Xinling Jun stole talismans to save Zhao, and defeated the old man outside the river.

In the Battle of Yucheng, the five-nation alliance army bypassed Hangu Pass and attacked the hinterland of our Qin State.

Between my Qin and Zhao, there is a deep blood feud, which is indelible.

Now that the king of Xinling is dead, the king of Zhao is mediocre and frivolous, and he is not a son of man if he marries a prostitute.

Today's Zhao State is no longer able to resist the troops of our Qin State, and the old minister asks for war against Zhao to avenge the revenge of the five kingdoms in the past. ”

Meng Fu's voice was sonorous and powerful, with unquestionable firmness.

The battle outside the river not only achieved the world-shaking reputation of Xinling Jun, but also became the biggest shame in the life of this veteran general.

Meng Fu is seventy years old, and he has a few years to live.

He needed a victory to wash away his shame.

Zhao Guo is his best opponent, there is Li Mu, there is the heroic and unyielding Zhao people.

Meng Fu believes that it will be the most perfect end to his life.

On the high platform, the essence in Ying Zhengfeng's eyes flashed.

He needs a big win so badly.

As a young King of Qin, Lü Buwei's biggest excuse for suppressing him was that he had not yet reached the crown and lacked prestige.

If he can have a big victory with the outside world, even if it is just to capture three or five cities, then the hearts of thousands of old Qin people in the Qin Kingdom will instantly belong to him.

At that time, no one will be able to stop him from holding authority.

On his young face, there was joy on his face, which couldn't help but reveal unintentionally.

Behind Meng Fu, Wang Qian, Gong Qi, Heng Yi and other generals were also excited for a while.

The battlefield was Qin's fate, and each of them was eager to make another contribution on the battlefield.

"No,"

Lu Buwei's old voice sounded, he slowly stood up straight, his eyes swept over Meng Fu, and turned to Yingzheng on the stage and said: "Your Majesty, although King Zhao is weak, Li Mu, the general of Zhao State, is not a mediocre hand.

Since the war of the Five Kingdoms against Qin five years ago, our Qin State first conquered the Zhao State and took the land of Jinyang;

Conquer Korea again, and take thirteen cities,

After attacking the Wei State, he took the clan and the two cities of Youwei.

In just five years, every year of war, the national strength has long been exhausted.

If there is another big war with Zhao at this time, it will inevitably be attacked by the other four countries.

Your Majesty, my Qin State can withstand the battle of Yucheng once, but I can't resist the second time. ”

Lü Buwei's words were like a basin of cold water, which was instantly poured on the hearts of Yingzheng and Mengfu, Duke Qi and other generals.

As the Great Qin Xiangbang, no one knows the national strength of the Qin State better than him. Without his support, the battle of Zhao would have been difficult to achieve.

A hint of deflation flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes.

He knew that although Lü Buwei was greedy for power, he would never be tied up in personal interests in the affairs of the Seven Kingdoms.

When he was already discouraged, a rough voice sounded: "Then cut Wei." ”

Meng Fu's gaze fell on Lu Buwei, with a little disdain, "Since Xiangbang doesn't believe me to attack Zhao, then there is nothing to say about Wei Wei." ”

Zhao Wei and Han Sanguo, Han Wei has long been a fish on the chopping board of the Qin State, and it is easy to get it.

Only Zhao is the biggest obstacle on the road to the east of Qin.

Since Lü Buwei didn't want to give himself the credit for Vazhao, then Meng Fu retreated to the next best thing and chose Vawei.

Although it is a bit of a rib, it is better than staying at home and dying of old age.

Meng Fu sighed, glared at Lu Buwei again, and bowed to Yingzheng in his heart: "Your Majesty, let the old minister give you another gift before he dies." ”

Lu Buwei's frowning brows frowned fiercely, and he said abruptly: "The old man said ......."

"Father",

Ying Zheng stood up suddenly, he walked off the high platform quickly, and clenched Lu Buwei's hands:

"Father, don't forget your ambition to go east."

Hearing this, Lu Buwei's face twitched fiercely.

Ying Zheng brought out Qin Xiaogong's ancestral training to take him, if he refused again, he was only afraid of ......

Lü Buwei glanced at the generals of the Qin State who were brave and brave on the left side, and asked for battle, sighed helplessly, waved his hand, and said:

"The battle of Vawei is feasible."