My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?

Afraid of another change, Lao Ai couldn't wait to turn around and give the order:

"Wang Ling, go to war!"

Two hundred thousand troops shouted in unison:

"Great Qin, ten thousand victories!"

Ying Zheng smiled and nodded:

"May you all return triumphantly!"

It's just that Ying Zheng's smile is a little sarcastic and sarcastic.

The king's brother has the ability to seize a county in ten days, and relying on the territory of a county, he can defend the city.

You are just a mere eunuch, how can you defeat the king's younger brother and return in triumph?

It's a pity that many Qin soldiers will die on the battlefield no matter what. How innocent they are!

How can the Qin Dynasty prosper if it harms the national power of the Qin Dynasty for its own selfish interests?

At this moment, Ying Zheng's disgust and boredom with the infighting within the DPRK reached its peak.

Seeing the sarcasm in Ying Zheng's eyes, Lao Ai shouted in a deep voice: "General, I will definitely live up to the king's trust!"

In this battle, I will kill Ying Chenglong!

And the next one to be killed is you, Ying Zheng!

Running quickly down the city gate tower, Lao Ai got on his horse, held the horse pole in his hand, and shouted in a serious voice: "Pass this general's order!"

"The army breaks out of camp, the marquis camp explores the surrounding areas, the rear army becomes the front army, and the three armies march eastward!"

The middle and rear armies stood still under the city.

The Hou Zhe camp rode out first and spread out in a radius of twenty miles.

The former army also formed a long snake formation and meandered towards the east.

Watching the soldiers go off to battle, Lu Buwei bowed slightly to Ying Zheng and said, "Your Majesty, Lord Chang'an has captured Nanyang, fearing that the world will be shaken."

"Now that Wei is about to send troops, South Korea must fight to the death."

"I advise you to discuss how to resolve this crisis."

Ying Zheng asked with a smile: "Now that Lao Huancheng is going to war, the worries in the Queen Mother's heart should have been relieved."

"I plan to go to Yongcheng to visit my mother in person on a certain day, and I have also made preparations for the crowning ceremony."

"Does Father Zhong think this matter should be discussed?"

Lu Buwei was silent.

This was the deal between him and Ying Zheng.

In exchange for Ying Zheng's permission to go out to conquer Ying Chengyu, Zhao Ji allowed Ying Zheng to be crowned. Now, it's time to fulfill the conditions.

Lu Buwei doesn't know why he has reached the point where he needs to make a deal with Ying Zheng to influence Ying Zheng's decision. This is not the development Lu Buwei wants!

But Lu Buwei could only force a smile and nod: "Let's discuss it ourselves."

Ying Zheng smiled happily: "Very good."

Turning around and walking down the city gate tower, before getting on the carriage, Ying Zheng suddenly said: "It is said that Lord Weiyang will accompany you."

At the edge of the crowd, a middle-aged man in his forties was silent, but he still bowed his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After lifting up her clothes, Ying Xi stepped into the car and was sitting in front of Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng took out Ying Chengyu's military report and pushed it in front of Ying Xi, and asked with a smile: "Uncle Wang previously questioned the military achievements of his younger brother."

"Are you willing to believe it now?"

Ying Xi was silent for a few seconds before nodding: "I believe it."

"I am also more and more convinced that Lord Chang'an is very good at speaking with words."

Ying Zheng frowned slightly: "Uncle Wang thinks that Brother Wang can get the land of a county just with his words?"

Ying Xi cupped his hands and responded: "Of course words alone are not enough to win a county."

"But it is not impossible to rely on the military front of the Qin Dynasty, lure it with a high position, and then speak it with eloquent words."

"Of course, there are only a few talented people who can do this."

"Therefore, I believe that Lord Chang'an is very good at using his lips and tongue!"

Ying Zheng's voice became a little louder: "Brother Wang's bravery is even praised by Father Zhong."

Ying Xi didn't answer in silence.

Whether Lu Buwei praises him or not, what does it have to do with me?

Ying Zheng asked in a deep voice: "How can Uncle Wang recognize Brother Wang?"

Ying Xi replied quietly: "Your Majesty, I am forty-two years old."

Ying Xi knew what Ying Zheng was thinking, but he just wanted the power of the clan to be used by Ying Chengyu.

However, which person in power would be willing to give up his power to a child with a yellow mouth?

So Ying Xi made his attitude clear in just one sentence.

I am only forty-two years old, and I am in my prime. It will not be a problem for me to lead the clan to protect the king for several more decades.

The power of this clan is more secure in my hands!

Ying Zheng was angry, and his voice became a little deeper: "When the king returns home in triumph, can uncle Wang protect the king?"

Ying Xi nodded: "If Lord Chang'an can really return to Xianyang City alive, the clan will protect the clan's children."

Ying Xi's answer can be called an exquisite nonsense.

The only emotion revealed was that Ying Xi was not optimistic that Ying Chengyu could return to Da Qin alive.

Ying Zheng's eyes were gloomy, and his voice became calm: "I'm sorry to trouble you, Mr. Weiyang."

Ying Xi bowed his hands and saluted: "I excuse you!"

Looking at Ying Xi's back, Ying Zheng's eyes were as sharp as a knife and he murmured softly: "What's the use of a clan that can't share the same heart with others!"

Ying Zheng wrote down another line of names in the little notebook in his heart.

After thinking for a moment, Ying Zheng spoke again: "It is said that Li Si will be your attendant!"

Ying Zheng didn't know how much effort Ying Chengyu had put in to capture Nanyang County.

Ying Zheng just wants to try his best to seize as much power as possible through Ying Chengyu's troubled situation, to be crowned and in power as soon as possible, and to find shelter for Ying Chengyu.

In this way, Ying Chengxuan's sacrifice has just been lived up to!

…

Two days later.

The rebel army has left Xianyang City for hundreds of miles and headed further east.

The middle section of the army.

Lao Ai raised the water bag high and poured the wine in the bag into her throat.

A little bit of the wine slid down his angular jaw and into his chest, his movements handsome and free.

After taking several swigs, Lao Ai threw the water bag to Yang Duanhe in a cool and unrestrained manner: "Mr. Yang, the weather is bitter and cold, please take a sip!"

Yang Duanhe opened the cork and smelled it, then threw the water bag back to Lao Ai and said softly: "The general will not touch wine after he goes out to fight."

Lao Ai smiled freely: "Yang Wengzi is a good drinker. After going out on the expedition, he was able to hold back a sip. He is indeed a famous general of the Qin Dynasty. I respect him!"

Not feeling embarrassed, Lao Ai hung the water bag on the saddle, reined in the horse and approached Yang Duanhe, and said with a smile: "Although I am called the commander, I know very well that when it comes to conquests, I am more important than the general." He is far inferior to Yang Wengzi!"

"I am going to fight this battle with the intention of defeating Lord Chang'an's army. How can Yang Wengzi teach me?"

Yang Wengzi shook his head gently: "If you don't know the enemy's situation, it will be inconvenient for you to say more."

"The only thing I can advise you now is to send more scouts to find out as soon as possible how many soldiers and horses, how much food and grass are under Chang'an Jun's command, and how many supporting cities there are."

"Know yourself and the enemy, and you will be victorious in every battle!"

Lao Ai nodded in agreement: "What Yang Wengzi said is exactly what I am thinking."

"This general has sent scouts to Nanyang County first. We must find out the truth about Lord Chang'an's command!"

While he was talking, a group of scouts galloped back, shouting: "The military situation is urgent. Please see the general!"

Seeing the flags carried by these five scouts, Lao Ai smiled and said: "The first batch of scouts have returned. Whether Chang'an Jun's troops have really captured Nanyang County, we will know as soon as we hear it!"

But Yang Duanhe frowned: "This place is quite far away from Nanyang County. Even a quick horse reconnaissance would take five days to go back and forth."

"The scouts returned in two days, and what they found was really information about Nanyang County?"

Lao Ai was slightly startled.

There is nothing wrong with what Yang Duanhe said!

As he spoke, the scout had been brought to Lao Ai by his own soldiers, and he held his hands solemnly: "General, our troops met the military messenger sent back by Chang'an Jun on the way to Nanyang."

"After humble inquiring, I learned that Lord Chang'an has conquered Xinzheng and captured the King of Han."

"South Korea is destroyed!"

Lao Ai looked at the scout in disbelief and shouted, "What are you talking about!"

"Do you know what you are talking about?!"

The scout spoke bitterly: "I didn't believe it when I first heard it, but the messenger swears so firmly that I can't help but disbelieve it!"

"After hearing the news, my subordinates quickly returned to report, and other robes have already speeded up and rushed to Xinzheng."

"In just a few days, the truth will be brought back!"

Lao Ai's head was buzzing and her vision was a little dark.

This general has just led his army on an expedition, and the army has not yet left Neishi County.

But you told me that South Korea was destroyed by Ying Chengxiang?

Fake!

It's all fake!

I don’t believe it! ! !