Daqin Ghost Valley, makes you vertical and horizontal but not unified

The news of Lu Buwei's defeat quickly spread back to Xianyang, followed by the news that Nanzheng was captured.

The successive defeats are like a nuclear bomb, blowing up the entire Great Qin Dynasty Hall.

You must know that Nanzheng is the only way from Bashu to Guanzhong, and Bashu is the granary of Qin State.

The enemy holds Nanzheng, which means holding Qin's throat.

Not to mention that the enemy has already hit the door of the house now.

Under the imminent fire, no one in the court was thinking about where the King of Han came from and why he was able to quickly capture Nanzheng. They only cared about how to retreat from the enemy.

At this moment, some people even began to have different thoughts.

At this time of crisis, in the autumn of life and death, there is an urgent need for someone to stand up and stabilize the morale of the army.

However, Lu Buwei, the defeated general, obviously couldn't do this.

"The widow is the king of Qin!"

A simple sentence, but hidden infinite domineering.

Zhao Ji, with tears in her eyes, froze for a moment, looking at her son in disbelief.

Zhao Ji never expected that her son would speak to her in such a tone.

Once upon a time, the child in my memory who was always following behind my buttocks has grown into a man who is seven feet tall.

At this moment, Qin Wangzheng was holding his saber in his hand, his waist was straight, his slender eyes were full of light, and his expression was calm, without any expression of fear.

"well said!"

There was a cheer from outside the palace gate.

"Welcome Mrs. Huayang!"

Surrounded by a group of maids and servants, Mrs. Huayang walked in slowly with a cane.

Looking at Qin Wangzheng with slightly cloudy eyes, his face was full of admiration.

Born in the royal family of Chu, she married An Guojun of Qin State at the age of 14, and assisted An Guojun to become a great treasure. Mrs. Huayang has experienced four generations of kings.

Except for the talented and generous King Qin Zhaoxiang, no monarch can fall into her eyes, including the monarch of Chu State.

In her eyes, these men are either cowardly, not decisive enough, or not cruel enough.

Sometimes Mrs. Huayang even wished she could turn into a man, take over the power in the court, wipe out the treacherous people in the court, and then unify the seven kingdoms, but she is not in the form of a man.

Until today, she finally saw the real hope of Qin.

"This is the king of my Great Qin!"

Mrs. Huayang's tone was sonorous and forceful, and a woman would not give way to a man.

After all, she looked at Zhao Ji with displeasure.

"Mother of a nation, how decent is she to cry and cry!"

"Then what is the King of Han, a gnat can shake a tree!

"My Great Qin has been a country for more than 500 years. I have a strong army and a strong horse. How can I be knocked down so easily?"

Zhao Ji was afraid of Mrs. Huayang's power and power, she didn't dare to talk back, so she silently put away her tears.

After calming down Zhao Ji, Mrs. Huayang looked at the two nephews beside her.

"Xiong Qi and Xiong Kai (Jun Changping and Lord Changwen), the two of you will stand by His Majesty's side. If His Majesty makes a mistake, you two will come to see him!"

"promise!"

……

After a while, Qin Wangzheng led Changping and Changwen out of Zhangtai Palace, accompanied by Gai Nie and Zhao Gao.

The old general Lu Gong who had been waiting outside the palace hastily stepped forward to greet him.

"The old general doesn't need to be polite, how is the battle going?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Lu Xiangbang's [-] troops have been completely disintegrated, and the enemy's casualties are unknown.

"Now the enemy is resting near Fengshui, twenty miles away from Xianyang."

King Qin nodded and continued to ask

"How many defenders do I have in Xianyang now?"

"Xianyang's [-] defenders, Fan Yuqi has already taken away [-], Lu Buwei has taken another [-], and now there are only [-] left..."

"Not so many. Wang Jian of the camp west of the city has already been ordered to lead an army of [-] troops to the front. Now there are only [-] soldiers left in the city."

Before Duke Lu could finish speaking, Qin Wangzheng interrupted him.

Lu Gong was stunned, obviously he didn't know about it yet.

But this matter involves the order of the king, so he can't say much.

Just when Lu Gong said unluckily, Qin Wangzheng's voice came from next to his ear.

"Old general, tell me the truth, with 2 people defending the city, can you stop the enemy?"

"cannot!"

Lu Gong shook his head and chose to tell the truth.

Together with Wang He and Meng Ao as the three generals of the Qin State, Lu Gong has the stubbornness and straightforwardness of the old Qin people.

If it’s okay, it’s okay, if it’s not, it’s not, and it will never be exaggerated.

Silence, deadly silence.

As soon as this remark came out, it was tantamount to announcing the death penalty of Qin State.

Now that the six kingdoms are gathered at Hangu Pass, Wang Yan and Meng Ao are just struggling to support them.

Once Xianyang falls, Hangu Pass will inevitably be in turmoil, and it will only be broken overnight.

At the same time losing the capital Xianyang and Tianzhu Hangu Pass, Daqin is really a pill!

However, facing such a predicament, Qin Wangzheng's expression remained unchanged.

he asked lightly.

"How long will it take to transfer the cavalry from Hexi back to Xianyang?"

"Three days!"

Qin Wangzheng listened, and after pondering for a while, his eyes flashed.

"Lu Gong listened to the order and urgently summoned [-] soldiers from Hexi to go south to Xianyang."

"Open the arsenal, distribute the swords to the people, and let them help defend the city!"

"Your Majesty must not do it! The people are untrained, and going to the battlefield will only help!"

Lu Gong quickly tried to persuade him, but Qin Wangzheng waved his hand to stop him.

"Do as I say!"

A simple sentence blocked Lu Gong's mouth.

In desperation, Lu Gong had no choice but to follow the order.

Chapter 187 I am the King of Han, Cao Chao

The morning light rose from the horizon, and under the city of Geyang, a group of people was slowly approaching from a distance.

Walking is difficult, the flag is lowered, the face is earthy, and morale is extremely low.

Bai Jie rode alone, walking at the forefront of the team.

Her fair and innocent face was still spotless, her plump red lips were still moist and lustrous, her slender waist was still straight, but there was a trace of fatigue in her bewitching eyes.

Glancing at the crowd behind her, Bai Jie pursed her red lips tightly, feeling extremely unwilling.

The former army that defeated Fan Yuqi was already sure of victory, but he never thought that the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole would kill a team of iron eagle warriors halfway.

As a result, there was no suspense, Bai Jie was defeated, which led to even greater riots.

Those Baijia and Wei soldiers who were still chasing the enemy lost their morale when they saw the Chinese army being defeated inexplicably, and the Qin reinforcements seized the opportunity to defeat them one by one.

Thanks to Bai Jie's rich experience in leading the army, he was able to barely gather the defeated soldiers, and then temporarily escaped from the Qin people's pursuit with his superb command.

It is impossible to enter Xianyang again after the battle has reached this point.

The way forward is dead!

So Bai Jie decided to lead the troops back to Geyang, take a boat down the Wei River, return to Puban, and then withdraw from Guanzhong.

However, after arriving at Geyang City, Bai Jie was shocked to hear the bad news.

"Your Majesty, the warships on the pier are gone."

"what?"

Bai Jie's face began to darken.

Geyang is hundreds of miles away from Pusan, and there are countless cities and checkpoints of the Qin people along the way. If there is no warship, how will the troops go back?

"what is the problem?"

The voice was still charming, but there was an uncontainable anger in the tone, like a volcano about to move, ready to erupt at any moment.

Stared at by Bai Jie's slightly scarlet eyes, the city guard shrank his neck and said hesitatingly:

"Yes, General Pang Yuan of the Zhao State sent someone to drive the fleet away, saying that it was under the order of Lord Xinling, the commander of the coalition forces."

"Wow!"

As soon as the city guard finished speaking, Bai Jie raised his hand and shot out a bone-chilling chill, which instantly froze into ice cubes.

"Sigh~"

Seeing that his coach could kill with a raised hand, everyone behind him gasped and lowered their heads in fear. No one dared to glance at Bai Jie.

Even Qing Lian, Mei Sanniang and other armored disciples were no exception.

There is no way, it is so hot that a living person can be frozen in ice. This skill is so shocking that even Duan Ganchong, the leader of the Pijiamen, can't do it.