Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

After the court meeting, Han Fei went straight to Zilan Villa.

As soon as he entered the villa, Han Fei smiled happily.

"Good news, good news."

Nongyu laughed and said, "It seems that Brother Wei Zhuang and Mr. Zhang Liang are going to invite Mr. Ninth to drink."

In the inner courtyard of the villa, everyone gathered in the hall of the main hall and took their seats.

Han Fei sat down and said, "Not only do they want to invite me to drink, but they also want to invite me to drink good wine, which must be the best wine."

Next, Han Fei didn't hold back, and said directly: "Earlier this morning, after a game between all parties, Brother Wei Zhuang and Zifang successfully entered the imperial court."

"Father decided that brother Wei Zhuang would be the official secretary, supervising the military affairs of the royal capital; Zifang would be the internal historian, in charge of the country's grain and goods."

"In the end, the adopted son of the fourth brother, Han Qiancheng, served as Zuo Yi, and he and brother Wei Zhuang checked each other."

Zi Nu is very smart. She poured a glass of wine for Li Changqing first, and then said with a smile: "Han Qiancheng is the assistant? It seems that this is a deal between the ninth and fourth sons."

Wei Zhuang's face was stern, and he said lightly: "Although Han Yu has a close personal relationship with Ji Wuye recently, the night is powerful, but he himself is weak. Naturally, he will not miss such an opportunity to strengthen his own strength."

Li Changqing raised his glass with his right hand and drank it all in one gulp. He was wearing a green shirt, with slender temples, and the index finger and middle finger of his left hand gently stroked the slender temple hair on the left side.

"I guess, besides the good news, Brother Han must also have bad news."

Han Fei raised his eyebrows in surprise and said, "Brother Li can even guess this?"

Zhang Liang thought for a while and said, "I guess, this bad news must have something to do with the night."

Yan Lingji was sitting alone at a desk, sitting cross-legged with jade legs crossed, her hair draped over her shoulders, her slender waist graceful, her posture graceful, her voice as gentle as water: "What is the bad news, can't you just say it directly?"

Han Fei put down his wine glass, frowned, and sighed softly: "The famous general of Qin State, Wang Ji, suddenly stationed troops at the border pass, and his Pingyang Heavy Armored Army guarded Wusui, and the troops went all the way to Nanyang."

"Wang Yu?!" Everyone was shocked.

Zi Nu analyzed: "Wang Ji is the former deputy general of Bai Qi, Lord Wu'an of the Great Qin Dynasty, and the most powerful confidant of Bai Qi, the God of Killing. This person suddenly went south and stationed troops in Wu Sui, I'm afraid there is another reason."

Wei Zhuang said calmly: "Yesterday evening, the Qijue Hall made a secret report. The King of Qin and his party have already crossed the dry river and headed straight for the Wusui Border Pass. Counting the time, it should be here."

"What?" Everyone was shocked again.

Only Han Fei, Wei Zhuang, and Li Changqing had already known the information and seen through everything.

Zhang Liang worried: "In this way, Mr. Shang is not in danger. Then our previous investment...?"

Wei Zhuang said calmly: "If they can't even pass this level, what qualifications do they have to continue to cooperate with Quicksand and win-win with each other."

Another point, Wei Zhuang has always believed in the strength and skills of two people, one is his master Gui Guzi, and the other is naturally his senior brother Gai Nie.

However, Wei Zhuang would never admit it personally.

Li Changqing swayed the wine glass lightly, said with a smile: "Don't worry, they must be fine."

"We're sitting on intelligence, waiting for good news of their victory."

Li Changqing said with a mysterious expression: "Suppressing the Qianjun, the heavy armored side. The Pingyang Heavy Armored Army is a sharp weapon. If it can be used by the King of Qin, then he will have the power to tear apart the current military and political structure of Qin State."

When everyone heard this, they showed curiosity.

Why is Li Changqing so sure that Ying Zheng and Gai Nie will win?Do you still believe that the Pingyang Heavy Armored Army can be used by Yingzheng?
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To the west of Nanyang, on the border between Qin and Han.

The city of Wusui is the camp of the army.

Ying Zheng, Gai Nie, and Li Si waited quietly. The cavalry who had left earlier came on horseback, dismounted and knelt down and reported, "I want to report to Mr. Shang that General Wang Ji is not in the Chinese camp at the moment."

"The general informs, informs you, go to the military camp and wait."

Ying Zheng sat in the carriage, clenched five fingers of his right hand, and said slightly angrily, "As a minister, how dare you be rude."

The cavalry was startled and frightened, and hurriedly said: "Please, please forgive me, sir, and move to the military camp first."

Gai Nie approached the carriage and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, let's play by ear."

Ying Zheng nodded and said, "Okay."

The widow is the king of Daqin, I want to see what Wang Ji wants to do! ?

Half a quarter of an hour later, Ying Zheng, Gai Nie, and Li Si came on foot.

At this moment, the last twilight slanted on the barracks on the battlefield, paving a golden brilliance, and the afterglow slanted on the military flags, chariots, and armor, reflecting the golden light.

Ying Zheng walked with his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttering, and he said in a clear voice: "This situation and this scene reminds me of the poem Mr. Changqing gave me."

"When autumn comes and September [-]th, my flowers bloom and the flowers will kill. The fragrance of the sky penetrates Xianyang, and the whole city is full of golden armor."

Gai Nie echoed: "In this poem, Xianyang is not specifically referred to. It can also be replaced by Wu Sui, Xinzheng, Shouchun, Daliang, and Linzi."

The soldiers were confused, and stepped forward to lead the way: "Young Master Shang, the military camp is ahead."

A group of four walked into the camp in front of them.

Gai Nie looked at the six roads and listened to all directions, and said to himself: "The defense here is empty, and it is one mile away from the Chinese army. Although there is a certain danger, if something happens, I can escort the king to evacuate in time."

"Wang Ji is really a person who is proficient in the art of war? Did he arrange this on purpose? Is this person an enemy or a friend?"

Outside a tent, Ying Zheng and the others stopped.

In the tent, the voice of a battlefield veteran came: "You are here, fast forward, fast forward."

Hearing his voice, everyone knew that this person must not be young anymore, but they could also hear that this person was full of energy, his breath was long, and his body must be very strong.

It's just that, compared to these, Ying Zheng is more concerned about Wang Ji's attitude at this time. This arrogant posture and tone make people angry, with a pair of deep eyes, and the pupils of the eyes are slightly condensed.

In the military camp, Yingzheng entered first, accompanied by Ge Nie and Li Si on the left and right.

In the barracks, the five soldiers were all scout soldiers who met Ying Zheng and his party on patrol before. They were one army, so naturally there were only five of them.

The five soldiers knelt down on one knee to worship Wang Yu.

With his back to Yingzheng and the others, Wang Yu was pouring wine glass after glass from the wine bottle. Although he had white hair, he was still in a steady posture. He turned around slowly. He looked over seventy years old, with all white temple hair, gray beard, and a pair of eyes But he was in high spirits, and his body was still as strong as a javelin.

"You guys did a great job."

Wang Jue came forward with a wine glass in his hand, gave a glass to the corporal commander, and said with a smile: "Come on, this general rewarded you with this wine."

The head of the corps took the wine bottle and said excitedly and nervously: "My subordinates are afraid, thank you general for giving me the wine."

The corporal raised his glass and raised his head to drink.

Holding the wine bottle in his left hand, Wang Wei smiled slightly, his eyes were a little cold.

The corporal raised his glass and drank slowly.

Gai Nie stood beside Yingzheng, his thick eyebrows were slightly frowned, his eyes were fixed, and he said in his heart, "There is murderous intent."

In the next moment, Ge Nie stepped out and stood in front of Ying Zheng, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with his right hand, and the Longxiang sword was ready to go.

It was at this moment that the sword around Wang Ji's waist came out of its sheath without warning, and the blade was crisp and cold.