General Qin

Yandu, Tongxia Terrace.

Yan Wang Xigao sat on the stage, purple and red smoke surrounded him, and the copper lamp wrapped with fire raccoon shone out, and the burning dragon paste inside made a "sizzling" sound, and a strange fragrance permeated the palace.

Yan Wangxi opened his eyes, scanning the pieces of rubble inlaid in the temple.

Pieces of broken stone, light and shadow can be seen, like bronze mirrors, in which countless twisted figures of King Yan are reflected.

"It didn't show up."

A look of disappointment flashed in Yan Wangxi's eyes.

This is the Palace of King Yan on Tongxia Terrace.

Legend has it that the ancestor King Zhao once met the goddess on this stage.

The goddess stepped out of the smooth gravel mirror, and traveled to the stage with King Yan Zhao, playing and playing.

From time to time, there are phoenixes encouraging, such as the harmony of zither and zither, and the light of gods shining, like the sun and the moon.

The Hengchun tree is planted on the stage, the leaves are like lotus flowers, the fragrance is like osmanthus, and the flowers change according to the seasons.

With the help of the Goddess and consorts of heroes and heroes, King Yanzhao governed the weak Yan Kingdom into prosperity and glory.

Le Yi's southern expedition broke through more than 70 cities in Qi and shocked the princes.

Qin Kai led the Eastern Expedition, forced North Korea to conquer the east, and expanded the land for more than 2,000 miles.

That was the most glorious and peak moment of the Yan Kingdom, becoming one of the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period.

This made the subsequent generations of Yan Kings fascinated, wishing that this thing happened to them, they passed it down from generation to generation, and would sit on the Tongxia Terrace without incident, waiting for their own goddess to appear.

Yan Wangxi was no exception. Wang Jian was stationed in Zhongshan, and he would cross Yishui to attack Yan at any time, which made him very worried, but as a king, he couldn't show it, so he could only come to Tongxia Terrace to meditate every day for entertainment.

"If I can meet the Goddess alone and get the help of the Immortal God, I will be able to destroy the Qin State in one fell swoop just like King Zhao destroyed Qi."

"It's a pity that the goddess has disappeared, and it's hard to find it. But recently, some alchemists said that there are sacred mountains in the sea. If they send people to float away, they may be able to climb the sacred mountain and get the medicine of immortality."

King Yan was happy to think of this, his eyes and eyes were wide open, and the corners of his mouth were grinning. The matter of Qin's army has been forgotten.

At this moment, a series of hurried footsteps came, waking Yan Wangxi from the beautiful illusion.

"Why is it so hasty."

Yan Wangxi stopped laughing, frowned and looked at Yan Dan who was striding into the hall.

This son was giving him a headache.

Yan Dan walked into the palace quickly, seeing her father and king still sitting high in the smoke, she thought she was here again in a daze waiting for the goddess.

"Wang Jian launched the attack?"

Yan Wang was delighted to see that his son's expression was not very good, his heart skipped a beat, and he took the lead in asking questions.

Yan Dan shook his head and said, "I tell my father, the army under Wang Jian's command did not move, and they were still huddled in the Zhongshan camp."

Yan Wangxi frowned and said: "If that's the case, why panic. As long as Wang Jian doesn't cross Yishui, my country of Yan will live in peace with him."

"Father, something happened in Liaodong!"

Yan Dan gritted his teeth and said.

They were afraid of Wang Jian's attack before, so they not only conscripted middle school men into the army, but also called back tens of thousands of Liaodong frontier troops, preparing to fight Wang Jian to the death.

According to King Yan's idea, they only need to concentrate their troops in Wuyang City, the lower capital, relying on the fortress that has been in operation for hundreds of years and the Yishui flowing in front of the city, and waiting for the Qin army to take the initiative to attack.

The sky is cold, the city walls are solid, and the soldiers are united as one. No matter what famous general you are, Wang Jian, when you arrive at the foot of Wuyang City, you will smash your halberd into the sand, and you will be consumed by exhaustion.

Unexpectedly, Wang Jian didn't go according to the plan, and he couldn't shrink back all winter. He just practiced soldiers in the camp every day, which made it very difficult for King Yan and his son.

They are now riding a tiger, especially because the Liaodong Army has been transferred back for too long, and those guys who were driven to remote and wild places by the Yan Army have come out again.

The Donghu, Gaoyi, Yi people, the Ji people, and even Jizi North Korea, who had been severely beaten by the Yan State, were about to move.

"Several cities have been plundered by those savages, and I heard that the Donghu tribes are gathering to take over Liaodong."

Yan Dan's words startled Yan Wangxi.

Liaodong!

Although the climate in that place is very cold and there are many barbarians, under the development of several generations of Yan people, the agriculture has improved, and it also has the benefits of fish and salt, the richness of fur, and the vast terrain, so it can be called Yan Kingdom. It is a very important back-up storage place and must not be lost.

Yan Wangxi said solemnly: "It seems that the war with Qin must be resolved as soon as possible. You call all the generals to discuss military affairs."

"only."

Seeing Yan Dan's figure walking out of the hall, Yan Wangxi completely woke up from the illusory dream.

He has been the king of Yan for twenty-eight years, and what he has seen is far farther than Yandan.

"Spring plowing."

He murmured, looking at the small tree planted on the platform, which was already lush with greenery.

...

Qin army camp.

"General, Your Majesty ordered us to destroy the Yan Kingdom and avenge the assassins. It has been several months now, but we have not even fought Yi Shui. How can we explain to Your Majesty!"

"That's right, the general used to take pity on his soldiers and didn't want them to take the strong city in the cold winter. But now that the ice and snow have melted, it's time to send troops to destroy the country of Yan in one fell swoop, instead of sitting in the camp and spending dozens of dollars a month in vain. Wanshi food and grass!"

"The last general asks for orders to lead the army to cross Yishui and take Wuyang City."

Xin Sheng, Qiang Li, Li Xin and other generals gathered in their tents, urging Wang Jian to send troops.

Wang Jian, who was sitting in the upper position with a smile on his face, quietly watched the blushing faces of the lieutenants. After they finished speaking, he said slowly, "I understand everyone's feelings."

"Several months have passed since the king ordered the cutting of swallows, but we have made no achievements of any size. We have wasted millions of stones in vain. You must be very anxious."

The generals nodded. As time went by, they consumed more and more food and grass, but they still didn't get an inch of land. Anyone would have to be anxious.

Wang Jian laughed and said: "But have you ever thought about it, you are anxious, and the King Yan who lives in Jidu is more anxious than you!"

"My 100,000 troops stationed in Zhongshan cost hundreds of thousands of stones of food and grass every month. What about the Yan Kingdom? They will have no fewer soldiers than us in Wuyang. As far as I know, the King of Yan not only enlisted men from the country , and even called back the Liaodong frontier army. In addition, Zhao Jia also led the army, and the food was all provided by the Yan State. In this way, the food and grass consumption of the Yan State every month is much more than ours!"

"My state of Qin has the land of Bashu, the fertile fields in Guanzhong, and sufficient grain and grass. There are at least a million stones of grain and grass in the Xianyang warehouse, not to mention the abundance of warehouses in various places, which is enough to supply our army. On the other hand, the country of Yan is located in a bitter cold place. Although there is The remaining food is not enough for this expenditure. The two armies are facing each other, in terms of consumption, will the Yan people consume more energy than me?"

"Not to mention, now that the ice and snow have disappeared, spring plowing is about to begin. If the confrontation continues, the country of Yan will not have the time and manpower to plow the fields, and it will definitely be anxious."

Speaking of this, Wang Jian's old body burst out with confident vitality.

He said loudly: "Therefore, this general believes that the Yan people will not continue to procrastinate, and will definitely invite our army to fight! There is no need to attack Wuyang City, they will come to invite the battle."

"This is what the art of war says, and it's also about attacking people later!"

Just as he was talking, envoys entered the camp to hand over the letter of war.

Wang Jian glanced at the silk, laughed loudly and said, "This is it."

"Supplementary Notes": "The king sits on the platform of Tongyun, also known as Tongxia Terrace. With dragon paste as the lamp, it shines for hundreds of miles, and the smoke color is red and purple. The people of the country look at it, and the world worships it from afar. The lamp is spread with fire. For entanglement. There is Zhaoshi in Shanxi. If you go ten miles away from the stone, you can see the shadow of the person like a mirror. The broken stone pieces can illuminate people, but the mass is one foot square, and it weighs one or two. The king of Zhao pounded this stone into mud, and the mud passes through it. The platform of Xia, and the Queen Mother of the West often live on this platform. There are often many phoenixes encouraging them, such as the harp music, and the divine light shining like the sun and the moon. On the left and right of the platform, there are trees of Hengchun, the leaves are like lotus flowers, the fragrance is like osmanthus, the flowers Follow the colors of the seasons."