Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

The border between Wei and Han, at nightfall.

In a secluded place in the military camp, Wei Zhuang was dressed in black, with a long black hat covering his face, holding a sword in his left hand, a shark-toothed saber ear inlaid with a blue pearl.

With a sweep of the body, with a swish, it disappeared into the dark night.

In a certain forest, two black shadows came from different directions and walked toward each other, but they arrived here one after the other.

Wei Zhuang slowly took off his black hat, revealing his true face, his eyes were looking at Mo Crow, who was three feet away, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

At the same time, the corners of Mo Ya's mouth were pursed slightly, and a slight smile appeared on his evil face.

Wei Zhuang said lightly: "As a pawn, you made a very wise choice."

Mo Crow said: "Fortunately, I am a useful pawn, otherwise this may be a failed transaction."

Wei Zhuang looked stern, and said softly: "You are very smart."

After a pause, Wei Zhuang said, "Li Changqing said that he wants Ji Yihu's head."

Mo Ya was taken aback, and said in surprise, "Is he crazy? It's obviously unwise to provoke Ji Wuye and Ye Mu at this time."

Wei Zhuang said coldly: "You are just a pawn, you just need to do what the pawn should do."

"Li Changqing naturally has his plan."

Mo Ya smiled wryly after hearing the words: "It seems that I am indeed a pawn; Quicksand doesn't fully trust me, and you seem to be hiding a huge plan."

Wei Zhuang said: "So, you need to submit a certificate."

Later, Wei Zhuang said: "Since Li Changqing has agreed to your conditions, it means that the whole Quicksand has agreed to your conditions. This will never change."

Mo Ya took a long breath and said, "Okay."

Wei Zhuang asked: "Now, you can show your value."

Mo Ya paused and said: "Ji Yihu wants your life."

Wei Zhuang pursed his lips and smiled, with a hint of disdain and sarcasm, and said softly: "It's not difficult to guess. He brought the whole hundred birds, two thousand black-armored troops, and thirty thousand garrisons."

"The [-] garrison will be concerned about my status as a servant and worry about being questioned by the king, so they will not attack me openly. But the two thousand black armored troops, the Hundred Bird Killer, can do whatever they want."

Wei Zhuang looked in all directions, and continued: "Especially this is the border. On the border of the battlefield, any accident may happen."

Mo Ya smiled and said, "So, my plan needs to use you as bait to lure Ji Yihu into the game."

Wei Zhuang asked, "What's the trick?"

The ink crow smiled, and turned into a cloud of black air, a group of black crows, and the voice came from the wind:

"Soon, you'll know."

"Prepare your men!"

Dark night mountain forest, cool autumn wind.

Wei Zhuang put on his black hat, and flung himself away. With a gust of wind, he was seven or eight feet away in an instant, and within a few breaths he was already a hundred paces away.

Black clothes into the night, into the night.

The autumn wind is coming, and everything in the mountains and forests is calm.

Han Wei border.

The [-] troops of Wei State and the [-] troops of South Korea remained strangely calm, confronting each other at a distance of [-] miles, and neither side took the initiative to attack.

Ji Yihu, a playboy, young and frivolous, has been going smoothly in his life, and no one has ever disobeyed him, or in other words, all those who disobeyed him are dead.

Ji Yihu, who was used to being arrogant, proposed to lead the troops to take the initiative to attack, and all the generals agreed unanimously.

After all, Wei Zhuang is the chief general, controlling the deployment of the army. Although these generals are obedient to the instructions, but Wei Zhuang occupies the righteousness and controls the military talisman after all.

Therefore, Wei Zhuang refused, and after forcibly punishing the two ten thousand captains with fifty army sticks, he suppressed the limelight of sending troops.

Ji Yihu was furious and confronted Wei Zhuang on the spot, but finally endured it. He is a military governor, and he can deploy [-] garrisons in private, but he must not charge Wei Zhuang on the spot and initiate a war.

Otherwise, Ji Yihu's behavior is called a mutiny.

With Ji Wuye's power, although Ji Yihu's life would not be killed by the crime of beheading his superiors, it would definitely hurt Han Wang'an, and the marriage with Princess Honglian would never be possible again.

When Ji Yihu returned to the army tent, he kicked wildly, knocking over desks and washing utensils in the army tent, and said angrily: "Wei Zhuang is too arrogant."

"Your Majesty, why didn't you directly appoint me as the commander? I have a hundred birds, two thousand black-armored troops, and [-] elite troops, which is enough to make old Pang Nuan come and go."

Mo Crow bowed his head respectfully, rolled his eyes, and said in his heart: "Pang Nuan is the successor of Pang Juan. He is proficient in combining vertical and military tactics. This person's talent is only second to Xinling Lord Wei Wuji. He is the pillar of the Wei Kingdom. You are also worthy to compete with him. "

Lord Xinling, the head of the four sons of the Warring States Period, his talent is well known throughout the world.

In the later period of Qin Zhaoxiang King Yingji, there is no need to start in vain.The generals in the Qin Kingdom led the army one after another, but they were all defeated by Wei Wuji, Lord Xinling, and returned without success.

Pang Nuan's ability is second only to Lord Xinling, and he does have the talent of a general.

Thinking this way in his heart, Mo Ya cupped his fists and saluted, "Major General, this subordinate has a way to achieve what you want."

Ji Yihu sat down with a big grin, and said with a cold and arrogant smile: "You are a slave, do you know what this general is thinking?"

Mo Ya's face became calmer, and his posture became more respectful: "My subordinates guess, the major general has two thoughts in his mind. One is to create a good opportunity to kill Wei Zhuang; the other is to lead his elite to meet Pang Nuan for a while."

Ji Yihu raised his gloomy eyes, and said with a smile, "Interesting, you are a little astute as a slave. No wonder my father has always regarded you as an arm."

"What trick do you have, come quickly."

Mo Crow pursed his lips lightly and said, "I don't dare to think of a clever plan, but it should solve the major general's worries."

"Major General, if you continue to propose to send troops tomorrow morning, Wei Zhuang will definitely not agree, and then you claim that you are willing to bring a small team to test the enemy's army, and use this as an excuse to bring two thousand black-armored troops out of the barracks."

"Then……"

Mo Ya whispered in his ear, and Ji Yihu nodded repeatedly.

"Miaozai, Miaozai."

After listening, Ji Yihu slapped Mo Ya on the shoulder, laughed and said: "Mo Ya, if this happens, I will tell my father, and I will give you a great credit."

Mo Ya respectfully cupped his fists and saluted: "Thank you, Major General."

Ji Yihu smiled and said, "Go down."

"Yes." Mo Ya clasped his fists and took three steps back, then turned around after three steps, with a slight smile on his lips.

Outside the military tent, dressed in white, a young man folded his arms, leaning against a big tree, looking at Mo Crow.

After the two looked at each other, Bai Feng came in a flash.

They walked slowly side by side, far away from the camp.

Bai Feng said: "I always feel that something is wrong with you recently, but I can't tell exactly what is wrong."

Mo Ya sighed softly, and said with a long breath: "You only need to know one thing, no matter what I do, I will never harm you."

Bai Feng looked at Mo Crow with fixed eyes and said with a fixed tone, "You also need to know one thing. No matter when, no matter where, no matter what you do, I will stand by your side."

At dusk, the two looked at each other.

Mo Ya suddenly smiled, so pure, so bright, this kind of smile shouldn't appear on the face of someone like him, but he has such a smile.

Perhaps, everyone should have such a smile once in their life.

Only those who have laughed like this can have no regrets in their lives.