Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

In the cold moon of late autumn, the gate of the house.

Li Changqing waved his hands and said, "King Wei, go slowly."

"Mr. Changqing, take your leave." Wei Wang Zeng said his farewell, and then got on the king's footsteps to drive him away.

Dianqing picked up a big wooden box and followed every step.

The inner supervisor shouted loudly: "Get up and drive back to the palace!"

General Pang Nuan of the Wei State glanced at Li Changqing from the corner of his eye, waved his hand and said, "Withdraw!"

The imperial guard wearing armor was ordered to escort Wei Wangzeng to leave.

In the middle of the night, Hanyue, Handao, and Hanjia.

The imperial guards of the Wei State marched forward, making the sound of swishing and swishing in unison.

Soon, the courtyard was empty.

Li Changqing turned around, and the door slowly closed.

In the courtyard, Yan Lingji walked towards her with a graceful figure. The beauty smiled and said, "It seems that more than one king needs you."

"You're wrong..." Li Changqing went to the inner house and explained: "Wei Wangzeng doesn't understand me. What he needs is the quicksand behind me and the salt of quicksand."

"If I enter Wei as a subject, he only needs to take pictures slowly, and he will have a chance to get a piece of the pie."

Li Changqing said with a smile: "A politician who is keen on power and fame is willing to pay a lot of things in order to gain power."

Yan Lingji blinked her beautiful eyes, and smiled: "It's a pity, you are not."

Li Changqing smiled and said, "I'm not."

"Prepare paper and pen, grind ink for me, I want to write another secret letter to Han Fei and the others."

Yan Lingji nodded and said, "Okay."

She already knew that what Li Changqing wanted to tell Han Fei and the others was to tell the high-level Quicksand that Wei Wangzeng was about to come to Xinzheng Beijiang, and let them wait for the opportunity.

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Early the next morning, Li Changqing and Yan Lingji came to the Yinyang family to share the helm.

The elder sub-rudder is a Ninth-Rank. She has just entered the Ninth-Rank, and her breath is not stable. It seems that she has just broken through. She is a tall, skinny and thin woman in black clothes and black silk.

The woman in black silk bowed and saluted: "Master Dongjun is already waiting in the hall, please come inside the Changqing Young Hero."

Li Changqing nodded, walked side by side with Yan Lingji into the inner house and into the hall.

Concubine Dongjun Yan, her face is still so perfect, her demeanor is still so graceful and noble, her figure is still so plump, her eyes are still so proud and confident.

"Dongjun..."

Li Changqing opened his mouth, not knowing what to call for a moment.

Call her Master Dongjun?This is what the Yin Yang family called Concubine Yan.

Call her Concubine Yan, weird and formal.

Let's call her Concubine Yan, it feels like there are three differences.

Concubine Yanmei pursed her lips lightly, and said with a slight smile, "My common name is Ji Rufeiyan."

Li Changqing smiled and said, "Girl Feiyan, you're being polite."

"Brother Changqing, you are polite." People in the Jianghu do not care about trifles, and women also call men "brothers". Concubine Yan's title is not at all abrupt or awkward.

Concubine Yan said: "According to Brother Changqing's instructions, we will prepare corresponding production rooms next one. Different production rooms correspond to a refined salt production step. Currently, there are ten people in each production secret room."

"The Yin Yang family is proficient in smelting techniques, and the equipment needed to extract refined salt has been prepared according to the blueprint given by brother Changqing."

In the past ten days, Concubine Yan has been preparing these things, preparing utensils, and manpower, consuming a lot of her manpower, material and financial resources.

Concubine Yan continued: "Unfortunately, the underground brine that brother Changqing mentioned has not been found yet, so I will buy a large amount of coarse salt on the market according to your request."

Li Changqing nodded and said: "Very well, it seems that Miss Feiyan is interested."

"Coarse salt is enough. Now, I will guide them to produce refined salt one by one." Li Changqing said.

Concubine Yanmei pursed her lips lightly, and her voice was as smooth as pearls: "Thank you, Brother Changqing."

Immediately, Li Changqing, Yan Fei, and Yan Lingji walked into the first production secret room, first mixed coarse salt with impurities, and then diluted it into turbid brine.

From the first step, Li Changqing demonstrated carefully. On the first day, he demonstrated all the processes, and it was getting dark.

Li Changqing and Concubine Yan agreed to continue the next morning, and then left with Yan Lingji.

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South Korea, Xinzheng

The sun is just rising, and it slantly shines on the Chaoyang Palace.

The atmosphere in the main hall was gloomy, Han Wangan's face was solemn, and the civil and military ministers in the court were gloomy.

After a while, Han Wangan broke the silence and asked: "My dear friends, the Qin army came to invade. With only a few thousand soldiers and horses, they were able to reach the city of Wan, defeated my [-] army in a row, and beheaded thousands of sons."

"Could it be that the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty in Korea, and the dukes of Gungun are all useless?"

Han Wangan was furious, threw down the bamboo book, and shouted angrily: "You guys are talking!"

Han Fei stepped forward when he heard the words, and said, "Report to my father, my son has three strategies to retreat Qin soldiers."

"Oh!?"

Han Wangan lifted his spirits and said, "Lao Jiu, what good plan do you have, tell me quickly."

Han Fei smiled lightly and said: "The best strategy is to defeat the enemy and order people to negotiate peace. The enemy army only has a few thousand soldiers and horses. The city is already their limit."

"As long as we negotiate peace and give money, goods, food and grass, the Qin army will definitely retreat."

Han Wangan shook his head and said, "This plan is wrong."

All the ministers shook their heads, it was indeed wrong.

Ji Wuye said sarcastically, "The Ninth Young Master really has a clever plan. Thousands of soldiers from the Qin military area attacked our South Korea, and you sent people to discuss peace. If [-] to [-] soldiers come, don't you want the whole country to surrender?"

Han Fei said calmly: "The strategy is to defeat the enemy, mobilize soldiers and horses from all directions, and slowly approach Wancheng. Once the [-] troops form a siege to the Qin army, they will have to retreat."

Han Wangan nodded and said, "This plan is feasible."

All the ministers nodded and discussed.

"This plan is feasible, and the victory lies in being safe."

"But it will take some time."

"Isn't it right? Is it too risky to give up the defense against the Chu army?"

"..."

At this time, the fourth son Han Yu asked curiously: "I don't know what is the best strategy for Lao Jiu to defeat the enemy?"

Han Fei smiled and said: "The best strategy is to defeat the enemy. As long as the bloody marquis leads the army and leads [-] white-armored cavalry to Wancheng, and joins the [-] soldiers and horses in the city, the Qin army must be afraid of the prestige of Lord Marquis and the prestige of white-armored cavalry. And retreat automatically."

"This plan doesn't cost me a single soldier from Dahan."

In the lineage of generals, Bai Yifei glanced out of the corner of his eye, and Ji Wuye's eyes froze.

Clasping his fists open and saluting, he said, "Report to Your Majesty, the old minister thinks this plan is very clever."

"Hou Ye is the general of our [-]-strong frontier army in Korea. Since the conquest of Baiyue, he has destroyed cities and pulled out strongholds, and he has never been defeated in any attack. Three thousand white-armored cavalry have never been defeated."

"Once Lord Hou comes to the border in person, Qin Jun will definitely be timid."

Han Wangan stroked his long beard, nodded and said, "Well, it makes sense."

In these years, Qin and Wei fought frequently, but they had less friction with South Korea. They just sent a Nei Shi Teng to confront Bai Yifei from a distance, and stood still.

Bai Yifei's prestige was earned by killing him. This person is indeed a good general in this world.

Han Wangan asked, "What do Ai Qing think?"

Bai Yifei's face was calm, his eyes were dark, and he was about to speak: "Chen..."

"Report!"

"Urgent report at the border!"

The messenger ran into the court hall, with an eager expression on his face, knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, the new king of Wei, with Pang Nuan as his general, raised [-] troops to the northeast border of Xinzheng County."

"What?!" Han Wangan looked panicked and confused.

Above the court, the same is true for the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty.

Bai Yifei and Ji Wuye looked at each other, their expressions were filled with surprise.

Daliang City is very close to Xinzheng City. The seven heroes of the Warring States Period are the closest to the capitals of these two countries. Daliang City is about 100 miles ([-] kilometers) from Xinzheng City.

Pang Nuan led the troops southward, traveling hundreds of miles a day, and arrived at the northeast border of Xinzheng in one day, and the Bingfeng pointed directly at Xinzheng.

Han Wangan's face was pale, and he asked: "My dear friends, how should Wei Guo behave like this, how should I, how should I deal with it?"