It has been more than ten days since Qin sent troops to attack Zhao.

Zhao Guo was frightened.

The yellow sand is long.

The hoofs of horses hissed.

The mighty black dragon flag of the Qin State, on the earth, hunting and flying, the whole presents a kind of army temperament that swallows the world, and the army composed of hundreds of thousands of old Qin people seems to be able to level all obstacles in the world for Daqin.

In the center of the black oppressive Qin people, it was a camp tent with a royal flag.

It's no better than the yellow sand outside.

In the account, there is a faint fragrance of tea lingering in the air, which is very fresh, like a quiet orchid after the new rain in the empty mountain.

A handsome young man dressed in black clothes raised the teacup in his hand and sniffed it gently.

This is the younger brother of King Yingzheng of Qin in the current Qin State, Chang'anjun, who is only two years younger than Yingzheng, has the air of a prince, his eyes are deep, and the city is very deep.

On the opposite side of Chang'anjun, it was Fan Yuzhi, a famous general of the Qin State who went out to the army this time, he was wearing armor, sitting opposite Ying Cheng, smelling the fragrance of tea in the air, and said with a smile:

"Chang'anjun really carries a teacup with him wherever he goes, but I heard that His Majesty has already reprimanded you more than once for being too extravagant and wasteful."

"Huh."

Ying Chengcheng smiled faintly, noncommittal, and had a deep temperament between words and deeds:

"This is the snow-topped silver shuttle, the general should also try it."

Fan Yuqi waved his hand and said: "I am a rough person, I can't taste any tea......

Ying Chengcheng said calmly: "That's a pity. ”

Fan Yuzhi frowned and said, "When is Chang'anjun going to attack?" ”

It has been seven days since the army was stationed outside the Zhao State.

Ying Cheng said: "Wait a little longer." ”

Fan Yuzhi asked, "Wait?" What are you waiting for? Wait for the Zhao people to already thicken and raise the city wall. ”

But at this time, there was a sergeant outside:

"Your Majesty Chang Anjun, there is a Xianyang warrant."

Ying Chengcheng put the teacup on the table and said, "Wait." ”

Outside the tent came in.

Bow your head and offer a bamboo slip.

Fan Yuqi asked curiously, "Is it the will of His Majesty King Qin?" ”

Ying Chengyun looked at the bamboo slip, and looked at Fan Yuzhi with a little deep eyes: "General, if you open it and take a look, you will naturally know." ”

When Fan Yuzhi heard this, he looked at Chang Anjun with a hint of suspicion, hesitated a little, and then tentatively took the bamboo slip, slowly unfolded it, and looked at it.

After three or five breaths.

Crash!

The bamboo slip smashed from his hand to the ground.

"You! What is it! ”

He suddenly got up from the spot, directly pulled out the long sword at his waist, his face was shocked, and he pointed at Ying Chengcheng in fear.

Ying Cheng Chan was still sitting in place, pointed at by the sword, and tasted tea lightly.

And the bamboo slip that fell on the ground, in the upper right corner, is not the mark of Xianyang Palace Yingzheng, but ......

A spider.

"General Fan, in a person's life, every choice can achieve different results, sometimes, whether you want to or not, when you go to the edge of the cliff, there is no way back."

…………

A few days later.

A piece of news that shook the world quickly swept the entire Seven Kingdoms.

Qin State An Jun, the younger brother of King Yingzheng of Qin, Ying Cheng Cheng launched a rebellion on the road to attack Zhao, and supported the army to stand on his own.

When the news reached Xianyang Palace.

Gai Nie could completely feel the abyss-like anger in the heart of the young man three zhang away.

"It's been ten years, since I returned to Xianyang, I have grown up with him since childhood, practiced swords together, and studied together......"

Ying Zheng's voice was deep and gloomy:

"He is my younger brother, blood is thicker than water, the widow thought that he would be the person I could trust the most besides you and Master, hehe, he actually betrayed me......"

Gai Nie's body stood tall, and he said in a calm tone: "Without Lu Buwei's support, Chang'anjun, he doesn't have such courage." ”

"Lü Buwei!"

Ying Zheng turned around, his eyes were like an eagle, as if he could pass through Xianyang Palace and see the mansion in the city where the lights were like day.

The old man was over sixty years old.

"Do you think that by manipulating the widow's brother, you can suppress me?"

……

Korea.

The capital is Xinzheng, and the monarch is surnamed Ji, which is one of the eight most honorable surnames in the world.

Therefore, the land is located in the Central Plains, bordering Wei and Zhao in the north, Qi in the east, Chu in the south, and Qin in the west.

However, although South Korea is small, it is a big country in the army.

Once, known as the strongest bow in the world, the crossbow came out of Han, the crossbow could shoot 800, the sword was sharp, the land broke the cattle and horses, and the water intercepted the birds and geese.

Jiang Taiyi slowly came here a month after leaving Handan.

I came here to see what the so-called "immortals" in this world are all about.

Sure enough.

As soon as I came to Xinzheng, South Korea, I saw that inside and outside the two streets, all kinds of yellow cloth banners were hung with all kinds of runes written on them.

Unlike many vendors in Handan, Zhao State, they sell firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Many stalls in Xinzheng are actually selling all kinds of Qihuang medicines, tortoise shells, and yarrow for divination, and there are many physiognomy masters on the road, not only to show people, but also to horses, swords, and dogs.

There are even some people in feather clothes and white clothes, selling all kinds of pills in the open.

The point is,

Jiang Taiyi looked at it at a glance, those pills were not fake, they did have the effect of dispelling diseases and healing injuries, and the price was very cheap, which attracted many ordinary people.

"Interesting."

He smiled and said to himself:

"It seems that this Fang Shi and his ilk do have some ability."

I'm walking.

Then a large group of chariots and horses drove through the street, pulling wood and stones, and some people hurriedly knelt down and bowed.

Even Jiang Taiyi was pulled aside by the people on the road and said, "What are you doing, don't get in the way, it's an altar to ask for rain for our Yan Kingdom." ”

Jiang Taiyi asked, "What altar?" ”

The man said: "Pray for rain altar, you must be an outsider, we haven't had rain in South Korea for almost a year, so the general specially invited the 'Song Wuji' immortals in Penglai overseas, and prepared to hold the 'Fang Immortal Festival' in a month later to ask for rain in South Korea." ”

Rain......

Jiang Taiyi thought in his heart, and a trace of solemnity rose.

Calling for wind and rain, even in the world of cultivating immortals, is not a simple spell, not to mention, it is to rain a country.

"Perhaps, you can ask Zhuang'er."

His heart fluttered.

His disciple, Wei Zhuang, was in Korea.

This is also another reason why he came to South Korea, to see how this disciple is doing now after more than ten years.

He could feel the breath of Weizhuang, which was in a place in Xinzheng City.

He walked slowly towards it.

In between, there is a bridge to cross.

Suddenly, Jiang Taiyi actually felt a trace of the breath of the power of the Yuan Shen on this bridge, similar to the breath when Guiguzi threw himself into the game.

Half-step godhood!

He looked in the direction he sensed.

There, there was an old man who had fallen with white eyebrows and could not see his eyes, as if he had fallen to the ground, and a shoe had fallen a few steps away from him, and he was lying there like that.

But at this time, he was also slightly sensitive, and turned to look at Jiang Taiyi.

Immediately, a compassionate and gentle laugh came to Jiang Taiyi's side:

"It turned out to be Guiguzi."

Jiang Taiyi looked at this person calmly.

Moment.

The entire bridge seemed to have disappeared.

Between heaven and earth, only he and the old man were left.

The eyes of the two collided in the air, faintly mysterious.

Suddenly, a young man's voice came from the old man's side, and his voice was gentle:

"Grandpa, did you fall, these are your shoes, I'll pick them up for you, get up quickly."

A young man in Tsing Yi put them on for him after helping the old man pick them up.

The old man's eyes slowly retracted, and when he reached the young man in Tsing Yi in front of him, he spoke compassionately: "Young man, you are kind-hearted, what is your name?" ”

The young man said softly and shyly: "My name is Zhang Liang." ”

The old man smiled, took off his shoes, and threw them directly to Jiang Taiyi's side: "Since you are so kind, can you trouble you and help me pick up the shoes again?" ”

Zhang Liang looked at the shoes that flew out again and stood still.