Hu Hai

Hu Hai "Plop!" He rolled out of Zhao Gao's arms and fell hard to the ground.

The maids around immediately let out continuous screams, and then knelt on the ground trembling, and the smart ones had already stepped forward to check on Hu Hai's injuries; His face turned pale with fright, and he stretched out his palms to grab Hu Hai's hands trembling.

Although Hu Hai was in pain, he was not seriously injured as Gong Nu thought. He only had a slight pain in his left arm, and there was absolutely no injury to his muscles or bones.

But just because there is nothing wrong with him, it doesn't mean that Fusu is still alive and well!

Hu Hai's face was serious, and he said in a deep voice: "0815, the system just sent a warning, indicating that Mr. Fusu's life is in critical condition, please help me find out the specific situation."

0815's figure flashed, and instantly turned into a golden light and disappeared beside Hu Hai.

Zhao Gao couldn't help but rubbed his eyes. He felt that he just saw a bright golden light emitting from the body of Mr. Hu Hai who was propped up. He looked around at the other palace servants in disbelief. He didn't expect that the faces of other people present also looked It's like watching the expression of a fairy coming!

Could it be that the golden light I saw just now is real? !

Mr. Hu Hai was really blessed with great blessings like what he was told by the court officials when he was born? !

Zhao Gao found that the heart in his chest was beating wildly, he couldn't help holding his breath, stepped forward and carefully supported Mr. Hu Hai's body, not daring to have any disrespectful thoughts in his heart, holding Hu Hai in a respectful posture like It is a fairy boy who came to the world holding a statue.

"My lord, what orders do you have? Didn't this servant serve you comfortably?" Zhao Gao's voice trembled slightly, his attitude changed 180 degrees from that in the palace of King Qin, and he was extremely respectful and flattering.

Hu Hai raised his hand to look at Zhao Gao who was above him, frowning because of his obvious change.

When Zhao Gao saw Hu Hai's displeasure, he immediately thought that he had offended Hu Hai.

He hurriedly knelt down in front of Hu Hai, and hurriedly said: "Young master, please make amends. This servant was disrespectful to you before, so I will never annoy you in the future—by the way! This servant brought all the honey cakes according to the king's order." You have to grind your teeth for the son, don't be disgusted, son!"

At this moment, Hu Hai's heart was full of Fusu, how could he care what Zhao Gao offered?

He pushed away Zhao Gao's hastily raised palm, grabbed Fusu's Peiyu hanging from his waist, and pressed his lips tightly.

The feeling of being powerless is too bad. Although I can rely on the system to know everything that happened around Fusu in the first place, but just "knowing" is meaningless to Hu Hai. What he needs is to be able to accompany Fusu, even The power to control the situation.

If only... if only I could grow up faster!

No matter what he does now, no one will care about this young child's appearance and take it seriously.

Hu Hai was falling into self-loathing, and 0815 had returned to him.

0815 spoke quickly: "The Qin and Zhao armies fought, Mr. Fusu followed General Wang Ben, and was in the vanguard. General Wang Ben tested the Zhao army several times, but failed to lure the enemy into battle. Instead, he was defeated by Li Mu and Sima Shang. Ding Ji lured him into the range of Zhao Jun's crossbow battalion. Mr. Fu Su was shot in the heart in order to hold the red-eyed General Wang Ben, causing a lot of bleeding, and his life is unknown now—if he can remember you Give him medicine and he'll be fine, but I think we need to figure something out."

Hu Hai wanted to say that he can't do anything under the current situation, but when he opened his mouth, he told Zhao Gao: "Go back and find, Dad!"

Zhao Gao's face was pale, thinking that Mr. Hu Hai would go back to complain to the king, but even if he coaxed Mr. Hu Hai back to Hu Ji's side now, this vengeful little meatball would still find an opportunity to complain to the king in the future.

Anyway, you can hide from the first day of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day!

Zhao Gao gritted his teeth, and responded directly: "Yes, young master, this servant will take you back."

"Daddy! Daddy!!" Ying Zheng had just regained a moment of peace, immersed in his thoughts on state affairs, when the youngest son who was supposed to be sent back to Hu Ji had already staggered back with a loud cry, his eyes filled with tears. There was a look of panic, with no blood on his face, and he seemed to be terrified.

Ying Zheng cast a puzzled look at Zhao Gao, and Zhao Gao immediately knelt on the ground and explained the ins and outs of the matter clearly.

Ying Zheng couldn't help laughing for a moment, raised his palm and stroked the soft curly hair on the top of Hu Hai's head, waiting for him to find fault with Zhao Gao.

Unexpectedly, Hu Hai hugged Ying Zheng's arm, and said with red eyes, "Brother, it hurts! It's red, and the robe... um... wet!"

Hu Hai tried his best to describe Fusu's pain with the poor language he could use now. Yingzheng's expression froze, and he couldn't help asking: "Did you dream just now? Fusu, Fusu... he was injured Already?!"

Hu Hai nodded quickly, buried his face in Yingzheng's palm, and said with a trembling voice, "There are so many red ones! Brother, it hurts!"

Ying Zheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, he always said in a rock-solid voice with slight tremors, "Zhao Gao, contact the Guowei Mansion as soon as possible, I want to know about the battle on the front line." What happened!"

He gently patted the young son's back, patiently comforting him: "Hu Hai is not afraid, it's just a dream, your elder brother is fine. He... the widow has already informed Wang Jian to take good care of Fusu, and he will not be in danger of life. "

Hu Hai nestled in Ying Zheng's arms and responded with a muffled voice, but the posture of holding Ying Zheng's arms tightly did not relax at all, and his body was still tense. It seemed that Fu Su could not stand in front of him in person to prove that he was safe. Can't rest assured.

Ying Zheng didn't want to believe that the content of Hu Hai's dream was true, but ever since his young son narrated the vague dream, he was always worried. It seemed that something terrible happened under his nose, which made Ying Zheng feel uneasy. fidgeting.

With Hu Hai here to accompany him, Ying Zheng could feel more at ease. Ying Zheng clenched his convulsed right hand, his face sinking like water.

The father and son leaned on each other, silently waiting for the Guowei Mansion to confirm to them that Hu Hai's dream was just a dream.

The reality is far more tragic than what Hu Hai learned from the system. At dawn, the vanguard of the Qin army gathered outside Jingxing Pass has been dispatched under the leadership of Wang Ben.

Undoubtedly, Li Mu's prestige among the Zhao army allowed him to successfully lead Zhao's last elite division to Jingxing Pass and block the Qin army from the Guan Gorge. The mission of the Vanguard Battalion led by Wang Ben was to test Li Mu. Arrangements, but this is not a task that can be completed by clamoring outside the Guan Gorge.

In fact, they still need real swords and guns to make Wang Ben's [-] soldiers fight a fierce battle with Zhao Jun guarding the city.

Numerous young or middle-aged soldiers formed a square formation according to the pattern of countless trainings, and sorted out the war weapons they carried with them for the last time.

The infantrymen are covered with armor, with a four-foot-long Wushan sword made by the Qin army at the waist and hips, and a three-foot-long spear pointed directly at the sky. This spear that cannot be stably controlled is destined to be held horizontally by the vanguard infantry Straight forward, rather than return; the equipment of archers holding crossbows is quite different from that of infantry. None of them wear helmets on their heads, but simply tie their long hair on top of their heads, and they also have no armor protection on their bodies. Hakama, backs and waists are hung with quiver to ensure that they will not lack weapons.

Wang Ben glanced at the eldest son Fusu who was also dressed as a soldier standing beside him, and couldn't help but said, "What are you doing looking at the archer?"

Fu Su withdrew his gaze from the quiver, and said with a smile: "I heard that General Wang Jian and General Meng Tian set up ordnance standards in order to ensure the uniformity of military weapons when they were training soldiers in the Blue Sky Camp a few years ago. The three sides are exactly the same, slightly curved, and there is a layer of blood grooves behind the ridge, it is really extraordinary when I saw it today."

Wang Ben snorted triumphantly, raised his chin slightly, looked at Fusu finally showing some kindness in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "General Meng Tian found that this kind of arrow has the longest range and the highest lethality on the crossbow machine, and can easily penetrate It penetrates the armor of the enemy army, so I wrote to the king early to set the standard for the arrows of the archers. It really improved a lot of combat power."

But soon Wang Ben took the youthful spirit into his heart. He looked at the army slowly passing in front of him, looked down, and said to Fusu: "These are young recruits. They serve the country wholeheartedly. Great Qin fought for the unification of the world, regardless of their lives. The general also trained them very well, but after today's battle, less than half of them were able to return. Most of these young people with excited eyes never returned Homeland. Mr. Fusu, if you hadn’t been the king himself, you would have worked hard for the country like them in four years, but now you can wear armor, stand safely by my side and wait for the end of the war, and directly report the results of the test to Zhao Jun To my father."

Fusu interrupted Wang Ben's words, and said calmly but seriously: "Fusu has never been afraid of death. If the former general is willing to send missions to Fusu, Fusu will definitely be willing to take up a spear or a crossbow and become one of them. a member."

Ordinary people might get angry because of Fusu's toughness when they hear Fusu's words, but Wang Ben just smiled. My father fought in the south and the north, but I don't understand how the court's conspiracy will affect the battle situation, so you don't have to go to the battlefield to fight for your life. It's a pity that you are the eldest son of the king, otherwise, maybe you will be an excellent strategist. "

"The former general praised him. Fusu prefers to gallop on the battlefield rather than hide behind others." Fusu's attitude is still gentle and calm, neither angry at Wang Ben's dissatisfaction before, nor proud of his change of praise now.

Wang Ben pressed hard on Fusu's still thin shoulder, looked at Zhao Jun guarding the city wall, narrowed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Follow me closely, once a war starts, I have no time to protect you."

Fusu didn't say "I can protect myself". He knew that his age and status determined that he was destined to be protected, but this was only temporary and would not affect his emergence in the upcoming battle.

Fusu quietly followed Wang Ben to the cloud car, staring at the Jingxing Pass not far away, the melancholy and long horns were blowing one after another with a unique frequency, the blue flag was waving in the hands of the messengers, and the military orders of the Chinese army camp finally arrived.

Wang Ben immediately said: "Shangzhuang wine!"

The long table was immediately filled with Qin wine. Wang Ben looked at the soldiers who were about to go to battle, held up the pottery cup with a tense face, and drank it in a big gulp. Red, suddenly smashed Tao Zhan to the ground, drew out his long sword and turned to Jingxing Pass, which was full of Zhao Jun standing in full battle, shouting hoarsely: "Let's fight!"

The large siege equipment was immediately pushed towards Jingxing Pass amidst the billowing smoke and dust. The black Qin soldiers rushed towards the city gate like quicksand, and soon rushed under Jingxing Pass, submerging a section of the city wall.

It's a pity that Qin Jun and Zhao Jun have long been old enemies and deadly enemies. At the same time that Wang Ben rushed to the Guanxia with the vanguard battalion, incomparably similar but diametrically opposite horns sounded in Zhao Jun's barracks.

Countless Zhao soldiers rushed up to the city tower immediately, accompanied by all kinds of scalp-numbing shouts echoing above Qin Jun's head.

This is a war destined to have huge losses, and this is only the beginning of Qin's destruction of Zhao.

Familiar shouts and the sound of clashing weapons came to Fusu's ears, but he just watched the situation on the battlefield with a calm expression, as if the screams accompanied by the disappearance of human lives never existed.

Rolling logs and rocks were continuously thrown from the Guan Gorge, knocking the Qin army over. When they landed, they had changed from living lives to puddles of crushed meat.

Suddenly, Zhao Jun threw a log full of fat and burning from the large shields that were separated to the sides. The long hooks and spikes attached to it once again took the lives of countless Qin soldiers, but there was a group of Qin soldiers. Fortunately, the army escaped this vicious attack, and took the opportunity to climb up the tower, successfully seized the short opportunity when the shields were separated, and plunged the spear into Zhao Jun's defensive camp, effectively destroying their defense , Let the shield collapse.

Joy flashed across Wang Ben's eyes, he held onto the handrails of the cloud car tightly with both hands, and couldn't help leaning out, but Fusu frowned, instead of any look of joy in his eyes, there was an obvious and easy-to-see look on the contrary. worried look.

Zhao Jun's tactics are so familiar, the next step must be...

"Cover, form the formation again!" Accompanied by the palpitating drumbeat of thunder, Zhao Guo really quickly set up the shield, and threw the Qin army who had just luckily climbed to the top of the city directly from the city wall, and stretched out from the gap between the shields. The spears fired also caused the Qin army who had followed up to be strung together in a string, and then died.

The screams of the soldiers before they died made Wang Ben let the fleeting joy froze on his face. He gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and then regained his composure and continued to stare at the battle situation.

It is a pity that although the soldiers of the Qin Army successfully tore apart Zhao's formation several times, they still failed to maintain this advantage and were often thrown off the city wall by the Zhao Army.

But even so, none of the soldiers of the Qin army retreated. They continued to climb the city wall without hesitation, and tried their best to destroy Zhao's resistance.

The number of dead and injured gradually piled up under the two sides' disagreement, and the city was already full of bones, and the accumulation finally reached the limit set in Wang Ben's heart.

"The infantry retreat, and change to the first two hundred steps of the archers to attack." Wang Ben gave the order without hesitation. Although his face was a bit ugly, his mind was still very clear.

The tough battle has always been the most difficult bone to crack. It takes several times the strength of one's own side to overthrow the defense of the generals defending the city.

The pawns retreated in an orderly manner like the ebbing tide, and the strong archers stood in three rows, holding their crossbows high and shooting sharp arrows into the sky one after another. , It immediately caused huge trouble for Zhao Jun, and their shield array showed a tendency to collapse in an instant.

But this time, Wang Ben didn't show the slightest joy on his face. He knew that Zhao Jun's panic could only bring Qin Jun a short-term advantage before they changed their formation.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Zhao Jun at the head of the city to regain his composure and quickly re-formed a new formation. Zhao Jun's quick counterattack gave Qin Jun a taste of their famous Chinese archery.

Arrows hit the Qin army continuously like a torrential rain, but a surprising scene appeared. Zhao Jun's arrows did not shoot into the soldiers like the Qin army, but had completely lost their strength fifty paces in front of them. "Crackling" means falling to the ground, which has become a complete joke!

The gloomy look on Wang Ben's face finally faded, he clenched his fist and hammered the lever, and whispered excitedly: "It's done!"

Of all the crossbows and arrows in the world, in terms of range and accuracy, no one can surpass the Qin army!

Wang Ben straightened his body suddenly, and ordered vigorously: "Order the archers to move forward forty steps, and the arrow rain will continue to suppress Zhao Jun's offensive!"

The archers immediately followed Wang Ben's order and marched forward in neat steps. They didn't even stop firing the sharp arrows in their hands as they advanced. Zhao Jun was finally in crisis at this time, and their attacks could not do anything to Qin Jun No damage, but Qin Jun's more powerful crossbow machine can make sharp arrows fall at them from the head!

The cloud chariot Wang Ben was sitting on moved forward with the army, and gradually came to Jingxing Pass. He stared at the battle situation, and his body leaned forward more obviously towards the cloud chariot.

Fusu suddenly grabbed his arm, pulled it back, and shouted: "Danger!"

Wang Ben naturally had no defenses in the cloud car surrounded by the Qin army, but he was much taller and stronger than Fusu, who was still a young man. fell to the ground.

"Damn!" Wang Ben only heard an angry shout in his ear, and the white palm that could only be maintained by pampering him suddenly grabbed his throat and dragged him backwards. There was a thick layer of calluses on the palm of that white palm. , When he pinched Wang Ben's neck hard, he almost thought that he would be strangled to death by the owner of the palm, but soon, Wang Ben's mind went blank.

A muffled sound of "Puff!", the familiar sound of arrows shooting into the human body shattered Wang Ben's thinking, a tall but thin body with the characteristics of a teenager pressed hard on him, and the smelly blood The smell filled Wang Ben's nostrils.

"The archer retreats two hundred paces!" Fusu knew that the arrows that pierced through the air had completely torn his armor and pierced into his chest. Order the army to retreat.

Sure enough, not long after Fusu's order was issued, Zhao Guo's archers suddenly seemed to be incapable of shooting arrows into the Qin army, as if they had taken a powerful pill, and they drew their bows like a full moon. It killed the Qin army's archers.

When the coach is assassinated, the Qin army must be greatly motivated, and their temptation has failed!

"Quickly ask the doctor to come over and treat the eldest son!" Wang Ben showed annoyed look on his face.

If the arrow hadn't been for Master Fusu to replace him with his body, then the person lying on the ground waiting to die is his own, but this wound is too tricky. Can the doctor who came with the army really heal Master Fusu?

Wang Ben propped up Fusu's body, helped him aside, looked worriedly at Fusu's gentle face that had completely lost all color in a short period of time, and said with some hesitation: "Young Master, Wang Ben is incompetent, I hurt you!" .”

With a pale face, Fusu pulled out an indifferent smile, his expression was still calm, and he said reluctantly: "I really don't want to say that life and death have fate, but maybe, I am really a short-lived person."

This is not the first time for Fusu to face death directly. In his previous life, he followed General Meng Tian in the bloody battle against the Huns, and he actually had more experiences of being almost killed, but this time Fusu obviously forgot that he was not a strong adult man, but He is a weak boy.

It can be said that it is inseparable from him to cause the current situation. It is no wonder that Wang Ben underestimates the enemy because he is brave.

Wang Ben knelt on the ground with a "bang" and said in a deep voice, "Wang Ben's life will belong to the eldest son in the future. The eldest son, please live a long life, otherwise you will not be able to use Wang Ben's life."

"The former general is too joking." Fusu pulled the corners of his mouth away, trying to show a gentle smile.

He fumbled around his waist, then took out a bright red brocade box, tried several times but failed to open it.

The smile on the corner of Fusu's mouth became helpless, and he looked at Wang Ben who had been watching him, panting and said, "Please, trouble the former general, open the box and give me the pill inside."

Even if he just agreed to Hu Hai casually, Fu Su was not willing to break the appointment with his younger brother. Who knows if he will have the life to see Hu Hai again?

Wang Ben didn't know what Fusu was carrying with him at all, he thought it was a panacea specially prepared by King Qin for his son, why would he ask more questions now that he was in such a panic?

He directly opened the brocade box, and stuffed all the pills into Mr. Fusu's mouth, before he swallowed them all, he hurriedly asked: "How is the eldest son? Do you feel better?!"

Fusu was about to laugh at Wang Ben's flurry, but suddenly felt that the pain in the wound disappeared, as if something separated him from the wound, and the feeling of weakness when he was injured disappeared without a trace!

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he didn't show any strangeness in front of Wang Ben. Instead, he lowered his eyes, raised his hand and pulled out the arrow that had been inserted into his ribs, and wiped off the blood stains on it with his sleeve.

"Young master, this is too dangerous!" Wang Ben roared, pressing down on Fusu's wound, no longer caring about his dignity, he hurriedly took off the armor on Fusu's body. A large area of ​​the robe was soaked, and when the robe was lifted, tender flesh turned outward from the wound that had been torn a second time, and a piece of blood was blurred on it.

Fusu stretched out his hand to cover the wound, not wanting Wang Ben, who was always fighting on the battlefield, to notice the abnormality, so he said with a calm smile, "The wound is not life-threatening, the former general was too worried."

Langzhong soon came to treat Fusu's wound. He looked at Wang Ben with a look of rejoicing and said, "My eldest son is lucky, the arrow pierced obliquely, so it is not deep, and it can be cured by resting, otherwise it will be a death sentence." It hurts the heart."

Wang Ben showed a look of rejoicing, and breathed a sigh of relief, but Fusu's heart once again rolled over the abnormality of his own wound - if someone took a closer look at the arrowhead that he pulled out and wiped clean, he would find that that moment The arrow actually penetrated very deeply, and it would definitely put his life in danger, unlike what the doctor said, it was not a serious problem.

The order after Fusu shot the arrow was very quick and effective. Zhao people's bows and arrows were indeed not as far away as Qin people's crossbows. Although the gap between them was only [-] steps, when the Qin army retreated to [-] steps away, there was no one left. Injured, therefore, greatly reduced the casualties of the Qin army.

But no matter how well the Pioneer Battalion and Zhao Jun fought, the news of the eldest son's injury spread quickly to the camp of the Chinese Army. Finally, when the sun set and the troops were withdrawn, Wang Jian immediately sent someone to ask Fusu why he was injured. .

Then, Wang Ben suffered a disaster. He was wiped out by his father for many years in one breath, and he was relegated to become a commander...

Fusu lay on the head of the bed, looked at Wang Ben who had become his bodyguard with a wry smile, and said apologetically, "Fusu hurt the former general."

"Wang Ben is at fault. The eldest son has meritorious service. The general rewards and punishes clearly. It is not a burden. It is Wang Ben who did not do well." Wang Ben's expression was the same as usual. man.

Fusu shook his head, and said solemnly: "The former general should kill the enemy in front of the battle now, instead of being a servant for Fusu. Fusu can't humiliate the hero like this-there are frequent battles ahead, if the former general really feels sorry for Fusu, Go out and kill the enemy."

Wang Ben pursed his lips, and suddenly knelt down on his knees and kowtowed fiercely to Fusu: "Wang Ben obeys the eldest son's orders."

Immediately, Wang Ben strode out of the tent, leaving Fusu behind, while Fusu lowered his palm covering his chest, stared at his wound tightly wrapped in white cloth, and frowned tightly.

The medicine that Hu Hai gave him was really wrong!

The wound on his chest healed too quickly, far beyond common sense, but even if it was the medicine brought by Hu Hai, what could he understand as a young child?Even these medicines were taken by himself from the imperial doctor.

Could it be that when I was injured so easily healed when I was a teenager, but I didn't get injured at this age, so I didn't know and was overwhelmed?

In other words, this is the life-saving medicine that the father prepared for himself with the help of Hu Hai?

Fusu remembered the abnormal state of his body in his mind, and then closed his eyes to recuperate from his illness—no matter how quickly he recovered, he was indeed shot in the heart now, and he had to recuperate properly to avoid any hidden illness.

Of course, no one dared to hide the news of Fusu's injury from the King of Qin. Within a few days after Yingzheng ordered to get the news from the Guowei Mansion, the news that Fusu had an arrow in his heart was placed on the big case of Yingzheng, which caused Yingzheng to lose face for several days. Gloomy, not even going to the harem.

But compared to Ying Zheng who had an expression of "whoever dares to get into trouble at this time, he will kill him", Hu Hai, who was noisy and cheerful before, calmed down instead.

He should eat and sleep every day, and he has grown a lot taller in autumn, and he can walk steadily without being supported by others.

Ying Zheng looked at Hu Hai who had turned the outside of the big study into an amusement park, smiled dotingly, and indulged his youngest son's mischief in private.

"Your Majesty, I don't know if I should tell you something..." Zhao Gao looked hesitant, dodging Shang Yingzheng's question.

Ying Zheng put down the masked pen, pointed at his stiff neck and let Zhao Gao massage it, and said casually: "Since my widow entered Xianyang Palace, you have been with me, what can't I say to my widow? Tell me, if there is something wrong The place, the widow allows you to make meritorious deeds."

Zhao Gao looked at Mr. Hu Hai, who was jumping around outside the house to catch the magpie, with a strange look in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Does your lord still remember the day when Mr. Hu Hai cried and ran to say that the eldest son was assassinated? The maidservant woke up after Mr. Hu Hai Then I saw a golden light go straight into the sky."

Hu Hai's ability is called "pre-perception" if it sounds good, and "crow's mouth" if it sounds bad, but Hu Hai is the youngest son that Ying Zheng has always loved, and the timing of his birth is also coincidental, which makes it impossible to refute.

Therefore, after hearing Zhao Gao's words, Ying Zheng pondered for a while, and then whispered: "This matter must not be spread outside."

Fusu is the eldest son carefully cultivated by Yingzheng. At present, it seems that although Fusu is still a little young and vigorous, he is excellent and impeccable. He does not plan to change the heir.

Ying Zheng is happy to see Hu Hai with good luck and a stable life, but he cannot allow Hu Hai, the youngest son, to challenge Qin's succession system, and his love for Hu Hai has not reached the point where he needs to be replaced.

Zhao Gao knelt down on the ground, rolled his eyes, and said in a submissive voice, "Your Majesty, this servant has found out."

Ying Zheng nodded without any abnormality, and after a pause, he suddenly said, "Hu Hai, you have to teach me well."

Zhao Gao, who was kneeling on the ground, showed joy in his eyes, but he lowered his head restrainedly, not letting Ying Zheng notice the look in his eyes, and Ying Zheng squinted his eyes and looked out the window, never paying attention to Zhao Gao look.

It didn't take long to heal Su's chest injury, but the battle at Jingxing Pass had reached a stalemate.

The two armies were at a stalemate. From spring to summer, you came and went between the two armies. The sound of shouting, fighting, and killing echoed in the Guan Gorge. As usual, there was even a strange incident where the two armies decided to attack at night on the same day, and as a result, the two groups of night-attack soldiers met hand-to-hand on the overpassed mountain wall.

In this way, even if the Qin army was tyrannical and fought without merit for several months, the soldiers were exhausted and slack in their hearts.

But in general, Qin State, which completely relied on its military strength and combat readiness to suppress Zhao State, still had the upper hand. Even if Zhao Jun relied on the right time and place, he could only stare at the Qin Army under Jingxing Pass, and had no way to deal with them.

Wang Ben received Fusu's life-saving grace, and completely followed Fusu's wishes. In this stagnant situation, Wang Ben took every opportunity to lead his troops to lure the enemy. Lead out of Jingxing Pass.

It's a pity that Li Mu is not an ordinary general, he has completely seen through Wang Ben's trap, and insisted on using his own majesty to suppress all the elite of the Zhao army in Jingxing Pass, and refused to waste his troops.

Wang Jian knew that the current battle had entered a bottleneck period, they could not break through the Jingxing Pass, and the Zhao army could not repel them except to defend to the death, so he called all the generals back to the camp of the Chinese army to discuss how to meet the enemy.

"The old man thinks that the opportunity for war has not yet arrived, and our army will not gain much if we act rashly, and there is no need to change the art of war. But the stalemate has been too long now, and there is no victory to stabilize the morale of the army. I am afraid that the soldiers will slack off and their momentum will be greatly reduced." Although the meaning of Wang Jian's words was not very good, his tone of speech was understated, it seems that this is not a big problem.

Wang Ben stood aside and said nothing. After experiencing the injury of Mr. Fusu, he became calm and introverted, and he stopped speaking nonsense easily.

The "war opportunity" in Wang Jian's mouth is clear to the generals on the battlefield, but Mr. Fusu may not be clear. Therefore, they all looked at the eldest son Fusu, waiting for him to speak.

The generals hoped to hear another wonderful analysis like the last time, but Fusu disappointed them.

Fusu looked around for a week, smiled and said softly: "The news delivered by Dunwei Shangqing, Fusu and everyone watched together, we all know that Zhao Jun has been killed in the army for several months because Li Mu still refused to tell the truth to the two factions. Food and grass are in short supply. From this inference, the battle for the throne that is brewing in the temple of Zhao State is about to start. However, even if Guo Kai, Han Cang and others are not talented gentlemen, they still have many vassal party members who can be placed in the army With a lot of manpower, without the assistance of Li Mu's elite army, Gongzi Jia would never be able to succeed in one fell swoop. When the Zhao Kingdom's temple is in chaos, no one under Li Mu's party generals will be able to fight with peace of mind as they are now. It is better not to move the enemy, I don't move, just quietly wait for the moment."

Li Xin was the most aggressive, impatiently listening to the situation in the court, and said in a rough voice: "Although that is the case, who knows how many years it will take for Mr. Jia to make trouble! Why do you just sit and wait? The food and grass brought in from Guanzhong has been feeding the mouths of 40 troops, and it is not an option to spend it all the time at Jingxing Pass!"

Wang Ben defended himself and stood in front of Fusu, glaring at Li Xin, Li Xin frowned in dissatisfaction, and was about to open his mouth to mock Wang Ben.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a white palm like jade was pressed on Wang Ben's shoulder, and he said in a gentle voice: "Although Fusu can't make Young Master Jia and Zhao Qian turn against each other immediately, there is a way to make Zhao Jun restless."

Military generals have always had a quick temper and quick temper. When they heard that Mr. Fu Su had other plans, they immediately turned their eyes to Fu Su, waiting for him to speak.

Sitting in the big tent, Fusu was not afraid of the evil eyes of the generals, but still had a slight smile in his eyes, and said softly: "Zhao Jun has not enough to eat, what if they can't rest anymore? ? How long can it last?"

Wang Jian was stunned for a moment, and then laughed so that the beard under his chin trembled: "Hahaha, my son's plan! Okay, this is a good way!"

Fusu smiled gently, and said modestly: "This matter still needs to be arranged by the general, Fusu can only raise a little idea."

Wang Jian stretched out his big palm-leaf fan hand, patted Fusu's shoulder vigorously, and said with a loud smile: "The eldest son is young, when the eldest son turns sixteen, I will definitely send him to fight against the enemy!"

Fusu cupped his hands in salute, finally put away his smile, and said straightforwardly: "Fusu is waiting for the day when he can go to battle to kill the enemy."

Qin Jun made a vicious new strategy, and Zhao Jun's troops suffered immediately.

Originally, although they lacked clothing and food, except for the soldiers who were sent to attack at night, they could rest well at night, but now every night, the Qin army will sound their horns, and the noise is so loud that people can't sleep. The attack on the city gate was even more difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake. Zhao Jun had to wait in full force and could not sleep peacefully.

In just ten days, Zhao Jun, who was already thin, was tricked by Qin Jun so that everyone's eyes were black and black, his eyes were blank, and he looked like a wandering spirit in the whole city before he died!

"General, this won't work. We have far fewer people than Qin's army. They can take a rest instead, but our army has to stand in full force." Sima Shang, the deputy general, frowned and spoke indignantly.

Li Mu frowned, and instead of answering Sima Shang's question, he asked, "How much food is left in the army?"

Sima Shang asked angrily and said: "The food and grass provided by Lord Linwu from the fief will run out in ten days. General, we can't wait any longer. That old thief Guo Kai is blocking us from distributing it to us. Grain and grass, let the brothers use all their strength to fight! If the grain and grass really bottom out, there is no way to fight Qin Jun!"

Li Mu shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "The Qin army is waiting for us to panic and mess up our positions before the time comes. Our army must not move first, and whoever moves first will lose."

"But..." Sima Shang wanted to say more, when suddenly the voices of guards came from outside the tent.

"General, the special envoy of Handan has sent the king's order!"

Li Mu and Sima Shang looked at each other, their eyes were full of surprise—the king has never managed state affairs since he was crowned, how could he suddenly send a special envoy to this place where birds don't lay eggs?