In Qin Dynasty, the hero of the bright moon dominates the world

Chapter 293
"All the disciples of the Mo family have disappeared?"

In the barracks, Lai Ai sat behind the commander's desk with a bit of surprise on her face.

"Master Hou, after Luo Wang withdrew, all the Mohist disciples who were entangled with us also withdrew."

"strangeness!"

Lao Ai looked at the map on the table.This precise topographic map records the detailed topography of the Sanchuan Valley, and also marks the balance of power between the enemy and us.

Bai Yifei's White Armored Army built a position on the outskirts of the mountains, threatening the periphery of Luoyi. Lu Buwei's private soldiers and the local garrison built camps on the main road connecting Luoyi to control transportation, and there was a long and narrow gap between the two armies. The river valley area is the battlefield where Luo Wang fought with the Mohists not long ago.

In this area, the net is in the light, while the Mohists are in the dark, and they have already established an advantage.

And at the command headquarters where Xuan Jian broke into the snare net—the small courtyard that made Lai Ai feel a little humiliated, Lai Ai had already realized that it would be unwise to let the snare net continue to stand in front.

Lu Buwei's private soldiers would not really help him, and would become enemies at any time, so he let the net retreat, but did not let go of the road, in order to continue to block Zhao Shuang.

"How does Zhao Shuang leave Sanchuan and enter Xianyang?"

All the roads have been blocked by the Qin army, and the net has also controlled the surroundings. How can he get out?

"Master Hou, there is a possibility."

"you say!"

The person in front of him is Lai Ai's brother, General Ji, who survived the assassination of the leader of the Mo family.

After Lao Ai became Marquis of Changxin, many people went to heaven, and this general was one of them.

"I heard that the Mo family has four spirit beasts, which are extremely strange. If the wooden kite pool is built in Sanchuan's organ nest, then Zhao Shuang can use the organ Suzaku to escape our blockade."

Lai Ai seemed to understand a little bit, why did the Mohists use such a tough attitude to confront Luo Wang?
This institution nests in the land of three rivers—the main road from the east of the Great Qin Dynasty.

If it is really like what General Ji said, Zhao Shuang has built a transportation hub here that can bypass the Qin army's blockade; and this transportation hub must not be exposed to the eyes of the world.

"So, it's easy for Zhao Shuang to leave here. We can't stop him at all."

"I'm afraid so!"

Lao Ai pushed the classics on the table to the table, with anger in her chest.

So many days of preparation were in vain, and the trap became a joke!
"How about Xianyang?"

"Recently, it has been rumored that the territories of Huayang, Changwen Lord, and Changping Lord have all increased the number of private soldiers, and the numbers have reached quite high numbers."

Lao Ai smiled coldly, seeming a little disdainful.

"Suddenly expanding the army, it seems that they have the same idea as Zhao Shuang."

"What do you mean by Lord Hou?"

"The interior of Daqin is already like a pot of water that is about to boil."

Lao Ai stood up, picked up the long sword that concealed the sun, and stroked it lightly, surprised at this outstanding weapon that did not look like a human being, as if feeling the smell of blood.

"Whether it's the clan, ministers or those lords, as long as they have some chips in their hands, they all want to keep those chips in their hands. Not only that, some people want to win more things."

"Win something more?"

"Before the water boils, the situation will be turbulent, but it is still calm; after the water boils, it will be different. They will do everything in their power to remove the obstacles that stand in front of them."

"Only by removing me and Prime Minister Lu can they turn around. Not to mention, that Lord Changping stared at Prime Minister Da Qin's throne, his eyes were almost piercing."

The general felt a pang of pressure.He commands the army, but after all, he has acted from the perspective of an assassin in the past, and has never seen such a large battle.

"But Lu Xiang and Lord Hou join forces, our strength is still the strongest."

Lao Ai chuckled disdainfully, and lightly swung the long sword in her hand.

"Lu Xiang is old, so old that he can't see the situation clearly. Otherwise, in the duel between Luo Wang and the Mo family, it would not be like this."

"I used to admire Lu Xiang very much. How high-spirited he was when he changed from a businessman of Weiguo to the current Daqin Xiangbang, and how scheming he was when he destroyed the Zhou family, but people cannot withstand the erosion of time after all."

Xianyang, Xiangbang Mansion.

In the study, Lu Buwei is sorting out "Lu Shi Chunqiu" on the table.

The wind blew in gently, with a little chill, Lu Buwei raised his head and looked to one side.

"Xuan Jian!"

"Master Xiangbang!"

Xuan Jian was standing on the porch outside the study room where no one should have been, but it did not come as a surprise to Lu Buwei.

The appearance of a top killer did not panic Xiangbang of Daqin.

"It seems that you followed a good master."

"Master Xiangbang always predicts things like a god."

"Zhao Shuang asked you to come, what's the matter?"

Xuan Jian didn't move, but stood against the wind.

"To get rid of illnesses for Xiangbang!"

Lu Buwei smiled, and wrote a word on the bamboo slips with the pen in his hand, without any sign of haste.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Lao Ai!"

Lu Buwei seemed to have expected this answer, and the pen in his hand never stopped.

"Zhao Shuang first drew a clear line with me. Now that the power in his hands is bound to Sanchuan, he wants to cure me. Isn't it ridiculous?"

"Sanchuan's organ nest was destroyed, and Lai Ai captured those Mohist disciples. Of course, the Lord will be in big trouble; but if Lai Ai is allowed to live like this, Xiangbang will also be in big trouble."

"The world is like chess, the situation ebbs and flows, only between offense and defense. Now, it is indeed a good time for me to join forces with him."

Lu Buwei finished writing a paragraph on the bamboo slips, collected all his pens, and pondered carefully.

"Just, what does Zhao Shuang want?"

"Xiangbang can't give what the Lord wants."

Lu Buwei smiled and did not deny it.

"That's the truth. His heart is not something that my Xiangbang Mansion can hold."

"The lord said: 'Lao Ai is hated by gods and ghosts, and it will be good for everyone only if he dies.'"

Lu Buwei spoke leisurely and stroked his beard, which seemed to be troubled.

"But after all, he is the Marquis of Changxin, a respected Marquis of Che, and he has a lot of masters in the rivers and lakes in his hands, so there must be a justified statement. Otherwise, it will not be easy to move him!"

"When Lao Ai is driven into a desperate situation, he will naturally give Xiangbang a justified reason to kill him."

Lu Buwei smiled, tapped his fingers lightly on the table case, and a hidden space was revealed.

Lu Buwei took out the contents and threw it to Xuan Jian, who caught it.

"This is what Zhao Shuang wants. Remember, let him return it to me in person next time."

After Lu Buwei finished speaking, Xuan Jian's figure had disappeared on the porch outside the house.

Lu Buwei put down the pen in his hand and sighed slightly.

"It's hard to be a power minister, but this Duke Zhou is even more difficult!"

(End of this chapter)