Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

In Zilan Villa, the sun is gradually moving towards the west.

Nongyu sent her information and said, "Tonight, Your Majesty will stay at Hu Meiren's residence."

"Oh!" Li Changqing smiled and said: "It seems that tonight is a good opportunity to find out the depth of the Banshee."

Han Fei frowned and said, "Brother Li, you want to sneak into the harem?"

"The harem is heavily guarded, hiding the master internal supervisors trained by the previous kings of Korea. They secretly guarded the safety of the concubines and guarded the harem."

"In addition, since the Chao Banshee can become one of the four evil generals of the night, her martial arts attainments must not be too low."

According to their speculation, the real age of the Chao Banshee should be no less than 30 years old. As the favorite concubine of the King of Han and a high-ranking member of the night scene, she must have no shortage of cultivation resources.

Not only is the strength of the tide banshee not low, but it is even more difficult than imagined.

Han Fei worried: "Brother Li, will this move be too risky?"

Li Changqing said with a smile: "Before stepping into the realm of freedom, I was able to sneak into the bloody fort and retreat completely. Now that I have stepped into the realm, my lightness kung fu and body skills are far better than before. Brother Han doesn't have to worry."

"Besides, if you don't explore the depth of the Banshee, how can you detect her flaws?"

"Then... Brother Li, be careful," Han Fei said.

Li Changqing walked with his hands behind his back, the setting sun slanted on the hall of the inner house, the afterglow fell on his handsome face, his temples fluttered in the breeze, he said calmly: "I will act when it gets dark."

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At the same time, on the border between Qin and Han, Wusui barracks.

Inside the tent, the setting sun slanted into the ground. Ying Zheng was dressed in white and walked with his hands behind his back. He looked at the barracks outside from the window with a bored expression.

Gai Nie stood beside the window with a sword hanging from his waist.

At the gate of the camp, a soldier reported: "I would like to report to Mr. Shang that General Wang Jue has something to invite Mr. Gai Nie to discuss."

Ying Zheng frowned, and said calmly, "Just invite Mr. Ge Nie?"

The soldier replied, "Yes."

Gai Nie said, "Stand back, I'll be there in a while."

"Yes." Wang Ji's soldiers withdrew.

Ying Zheng walked with his hands behind his back and said, "At such a moment, Wang Ji invites you suddenly, I'm afraid he has a different heart."

Gai Nie held the sword in his left hand, and carefully wiped the hilt and scabbard with a piece of white juan in his right hand. He said calmly, "The method of using troops is to divide by multiplying. It seems that Wang Ji wants to separate us and break them one by one."

Ying Zheng asked, "How should we deal with it?"

Gai Nie walked with a sword in his hand, analyzing the situation: "Right now, Mr. Shang, you have only me as the guard around you. Why don't we..."

Gai Nie turned around, and said slowly: "Why don't we just follow the plan and go together, and see how Wang Ji will make moves."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng nodded and said, "This is the only plan for the present."

After a pause, Ying Zheng asked again: "Mr. Gai Nie's cultivation is now...?"

Gai Nie pursed his thin lips slightly, and said in a confident tone, "A comfortable situation is like picking something out of a pocket."

Hearing this, Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

When Gai Nie was at the pinnacle of Ninth Rank, he could use the "Hundred Step Flying Sword" to defeat a master who had just entered the realm. Now that the breakthrough of the realm is imminent, his strength must be even stronger.

"go!"

The two went out hand in hand and left the big tent.

On the top of the western mountain, there is still half a day left, the afterglow slantly shines on the land of the military camp, and the golden sand is scattered all over the place, the black dragon flag of the Great Qin Dynasty is hunting in the wind, and the sky is full of red clouds, bright red is better than blood.

High above the sky, wild geese flew south, making the autumn sunset even more vast and desolate, and an undercurrent had already surged in this lonely and peaceful military camp.

Soon, Yingzheng and Gai Nie followed Wang Ji's personal soldiers to a remote military platform.

Gai Nie watched the six roads with his eyes and listened to all directions, and from the corner of his eye, he looked around for patrolling soldiers to see if there were ambushes in all directions?
Wang Ji supported the city wall with both hands, his expression slightly surprised: "Why is Mr. Shang here?"

Meng Tian stood beside Wang Jue, wearing a helmet, covering his face with an iron mask, looking straight down with his eyes, and thought: "This person is Mr. Shang? Is he the current king?"

After thinking about it, Meng Tian immediately acted as a loyal subordinate and asked, "General, the two of them came together, did they already notice it?"

"Gai Nie's swordsmanship is extraordinary, if he fights back desperately, I'm afraid..."

Wang Jue's eyes were cold and he said: "Then kill them on the spot."

Wang Ji's personal soldiers had already been ambushed all around, and these soldiers were all trusted soldiers he trained, and they were all prepared for Gai Nie.

From the beginning to the end, only Gai Nie made Wang Ji jealous, and Mr. Shang is the king of the Great Qin, so his force must not be too strong.

Li Si said indifferently: "They have already made preparations and acted hastily. They are afraid that the situation will not be good for us."

"The arrow is on the string, and we have to fire; we have no choice." Wang Jue said with cold eyes: "Master Li is probably trying to get cold feet?"

Li Si explained: "I have absolutely no intention of that. I think that Ge Nie's martial arts are all in the sword. As long as he removes the sword in his hand, his strength will be less than [-]% in an instant."

"At that time, it will be easy to kill him."

A swordsman in the world, as long as he has not reached the realm of "no sword is better than a sword" and "everything can be a sword", then he needs a sword to perform all his sword skills.

For a swordsman, even a wooden sword is several times more powerful than bare hands.

Wang Yu smiled and said, "Wonderful, this plan is too clever."

After laughing and praising, Wang Jue looked at Meng Tian and said: "With you and me here today, plus many personal soldiers ambushing, I'm not afraid that this matter will fail."

Meng Tian nodded and said: "General, don't worry, the last general will fulfill his mission."

Soon, Ying Zheng and Gai Nie came to the stage, and Meng Tian also walked down the stone ladder, approaching Gai Nie and Ying Zheng step by step.

Meng Tian said: "According to military regulations, non-Great Qin soldiers are not allowed to go up to the commander's platform with a sword."

"On the general platform, outsiders need to disarm their weapons."

Meng Tian continued: "Master Li Si who is with you is also on the stage."

Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought, "Li Si is here?"

Meng Tian stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Gai Nie, please hand over the sword. Don't worry, sir, I will personally keep the sword for you."

Gai Nie stared directly at Meng Tian, ​​his eyes were as sharp as swords, he nodded slightly after staring straight for a while, handed over the sword in his hand to Long Xiang, and was held by Meng Tian in his hand.

Ying Zheng and Gai Nie looked at each other, and they nodded slightly without showing any signs.

Meng Tian left first, and said: "You two, please follow me to the general's platform."

Thousands of miles away, the evening is bright.

On the stage, the military flag is fluttering.

Ying Zheng went first, and Ge Nie was half a body behind. They followed Meng Tian's footsteps, stepped on the stone ladder, walked through the long corridor of the ten-zhang tower, and finally stepped on the high platform.

Li Si held a salute in both hands and said hello: "I have met Mr. Shang."

"Master Shang..." Wang Jue got up slowly and stepped forward.

Yingzheng looked directly at Wang Ji, without anger or prestige, and said calmly, "I don't know why General Wang Ji specially invited you here?"