They all want to hug my thighs

Soon, Jin Wang Sima Zhong ordered Murong Fu to be the general, and Murong Chui and Murong Chong to be the deputy generals to lead the army to attack Qin.

"The reason why Murong Chui is drawn is because he is currently the only general with a fairly normal style of painting," Sima Zhong complained: "As a script with a tragic hero, he will wholeheartedly help us attack Qin."

Murong Chong: "Did you forget that Murong Chui joined Qin in his previous life?"

Sima Zhong: "In this life, Fu Jian's hatred has been too stable. I think he hates Qin State to the bone?"

Murong Chong: ...

So, there was another Murong Chui in the expedition team, he was a general with a serious drama style, Zhou Fu pushed Murong Chong, motioning him to get in touch with Murong Chui.

Murong Chong still had lingering fears about the powerful Murong Chui in his previous life, and he didn't want to have much contact with him. He said to Zhou Fu: "Since Murong Chui is the biological father of your current body, you should come forward."

In Murong Chong's understanding, maybe Emperor Zhou had something like a remnant soul that revived on Murong Lin's body.

I don't!Zhou Fu's eyes widened in horror: "Why should I want to get in touch with Daddy who is cheap at fifty cents?"

Zhou Fu made an awkward situation here, and Murong Chong persuaded him: "You are the general of the army, you don't want to contact him as Murong Lin, but you can contact him as Murong Fu."

I don't know why, when mentioning his father, Zhou Fu's mind is always lingering on the handsome face of Zhou Xiandi "Zhou Zheng", and he can't accept other people.

On Murongchui's side, it was the first time since he surrendered to the Queen of Jin that he was reused, so he naturally had to go all out.

It's just that the main general appointed by Jin Wang was the unidentified handsome young man Murong Fu, which surprised Murong Chui.He didn't know the relationship between the young man and King Jin, so he could only guess secretly in his heart that the young man's face was so dazzling that he had to think in a crooked way.

Murong Chui muttered to himself, is this Prince Jin dazzled by beauty?Attacking Qin is such a trifling matter?Not only has the general power been given to the Murong tribe, but a "male favorite" has been allowed to monopolize the power!

The chief general never talked to him, nor did he discuss his future actions, and Murong Chui, who kept imagining in his mind that this young man was just a vase, was not optimistic about this attack on Qin.

Murong Chui, who wanted to defeat Fu Jian and regain his position, had no choice but to ask Murong Chong, who was also his lieutenant general, in a pleading gesture.

"About the matter of attacking Qin, does the general have a plan in mind?" Murong Chui asked Murong Chong.

The main reason why Murong Chui didn't go directly to the general was because he thought that Murong Fu had a grudge against him!

"I don't know either," Murong Chong was much younger than Murong Chui, and he was the son of the Kezuhun family. Their previous relationship was actually not good: "The general should ask the general himself."

Murong Chong made a gesture of invitation, and wanted to take Murong Chui to see Zhou Fu.

Murong Chui hesitated for a moment, but finally followed.

When he came to the general's tent, he saw that young man with a prosperous and beautiful face was playing with the mask of the evil spirit, stroking the mask fondly.

Murong rushed into the tent and coughed lightly.

The young man came back to his senses, and put the ferocious and terrifying ghost mask on his face in the eyes of the two of them. Through the mask, his original clear voice became much lower.

"What will the two generals do with Ben?"

Murong Chui lowered his eyes, convinced in his heart that this young man was just a vase for fun, and secretly regretted King Jin's eyes in his heart.

It was a good battle, and he wanted to send a male favorite as the general. Originally, he was [-]% sure that he would win the city of Qin, but now there is only one point left.

Is the King of Jin really a foolish king who messes around with government orders just to please Lan Yan?

The male pet heard Murong Chui ask him about the regulations, and ordered the mud and sand he had mixed to move over.

Murong Chong didn't understand what Zhou Fu was playing, after all, he had identified the identity of the other party, Emperor Zhou, in his heart, and felt that with Emperor Zhou's ability, he would not play casually, so he watched his movements curiously and expectantly.

But Murong Chui was secretly displeased. When the army attacked Qin, the general didn't think about how to attack the city, but instead played with mud and sand? !

The boy wearing the ghost mask ignored Murong Chui's dissatisfaction that he could hardly conceal, but calmly laid out a simple sand table.

"The border between Jin and Qin is rather blurred. Qin's border is an endless stretch of mountains and rivers. It's not easy for a large army to cross the border. The mountain roads are difficult and rugged, and there are wild beasts invading. Ordinary people would not want to go here," following the young man's words, The mountain range in his hand gradually took shape, he indifferently picked up a piece of sand and sprinkled it in the mountain range, paved the ground intuitively and clearly, Murong looked down, his eyes were dazed.

"What about here?" Murong Chong pointed to the cut off place in Zhou Fu's mountain range.

"This is a basin, the terrain is flat and open, and the Qin people's garrison is here. Even if Qin is weak now, there will never be fewer guards here." The young man's deep voice sounded behind the mask, and he said to the two: "About The records of the Qin army's garrison here are contained in the general records of the pre-Zhou period, as descendants of the princes and kings of the Yan Kingdom, you should have read these, right?"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, Murong Chui really recalled the sketches he had read when he was young, it really was!

"The army is pressing down on the border, marching quickly to break through the border and attack the basin first." The young man brushed another piece of sand with his fingers, and said calmly and wisely: "You can also take the water route, and surprise."

"Of course, it is also possible to cross mountains and ridges. Now it is autumn, the weather is getting colder, the mosquitoes are gone, and the beasts have come to prepare for winter. With the current situation of the Jin army, it is safer to walk on mountain roads. One or two game games can provide additional food for the soldiers," the young man said half-jokingly: "But we are fighting a blitzkrieg, and we need to invade the Qin land before Fu Jian can stabilize the situation, so I suggest that we give up the road into the mountains, Prioritize basins or waterways."

Murong Chui gradually became fascinated by the young man's analysis. He watched the unheard-of sand table making affectionately. The boundary between Yan (Jin) and Qin was gradually formed under his hands, and the cities in Qin He and the village are also gradually jumping up, Murong Chui is already intoxicated by it at this moment, various offensive routes have emerged in his mind, he is so excited, he can't wait to go into battle immediately, and knock down the boundaries of this small sand table one by one. Comparing these with his previous cognition, he found that some places were completely consistent, and some places he was not sure about were clearly understood by the young man.

Murong Chong was also shocked by Zhou Fu's hand, unconsciously looking at the sand table, he was obsessed with it.

Unknowingly, the three of them had gone from being unfamiliar at first to having heated discussions. Murong Chui, as a talented general, had been able to lead troops against the Qin people for many years, and had his own set of methods and strategies for fighting, especially with Zhou Fu. Where it contradicted, after the discussion, he even argued with red faces, like a young man who has just entered the officialdom, and he only wants to prove that he is right.

And Zhou Fu is the best at throwing cold water on people. He can use ingenious schemes to match Zhang Liang. Naturally, his strategic vision and strategy are not bad. He slid his fingers on the sand table a few times and said to Murong Chui: "Who said to attack?" There will definitely be heavy casualties in the basin? The victory of the battle requires the right time, place and people, and we only need to use environmental methods to reduce our casualties and achieve the same goal."

Murong Chui didn't believe it, Murong Chong asked curiously and eagerly.

"This is a mountain! The soil is loose, and the trees are not yet stable. The weather has been gloomy for the past two days, and the temperature has dropped sharply. When the cold and hot air collide, there will be rainfall, and considering the air humidity in the basin surrounded by water, the rainfall is absolutely absolute." It will be less, just a little stimulation, and the mountains on both sides of the basin will landslide instantly, burying the Qin army in the basin alive!" The young man's deep voice was extremely cold, and his eyes were only on the enemy who was about to be wiped out, without any kindness and kindness.

Murong Chong was shocked, as if he was meeting Zhou Fu for the first time, he stared at him closely, behind the mask of evil spirits, those eyes that were always clear and wise remained pure and simple, but it made people feel a chill in his bones chill.

He is Emperor Zhou, this is the nature of Emperor Zhou!The ruthless, decisive and cruel emperor's nature!

At this moment, Murong Chong realized something profoundly. If Sima Zhong's cognition were used to explain Murong Chong's mood at this moment, it would be "fucking" swiping the screen, right?

Murong Chong couldn't describe his complicated mood. What kind of environment could cultivate such a miraculous person as Emperor Zhou? !

#江子牙写力和名，Sima Zhong is complacent and proud of his chest#

In terms of the impact on Zhou Fu, these two bear the brunt.

Murong Chui was also shocked, and he stammered, "What kind of stimulus can trigger a landslide to bury the Qin army's camp alive?"

Behind the ghost mask, the young man stared at the two of them innocently and innocently, and said softly, "Vibration, sound wave."

How much of it is feasible is just waiting for them to practice it, but the cost is not high, so why not do it?

On the border of the State of Qin, it rained heavily for several days. The weather was dark and the sky was dark. The scouts found a large area of ​​the Jin army's attack, and eagerly informed the guard about the Jin army's attack on the State of Qin.

The guard waited solemnly and ordered people to quickly gather a large number of troops to resist the invasion of the Jin people.

As early as when Fu Jian returned to the territory of Qin State, he had already ordered to send more defenders to the former Qin-Yan border area, and now the Qin-Jin border area, so the guards did not panic. You will definitely have to pay a big price before leaving.”

The places that are easy to defend and difficult to attack are most suitable for the Qin army's defenders to play.

"Report! General, the people of Jin are singing outside!" The scout rushed into the guard's camp with red faces, flushed with anger: "General, they humiliated the king together!"

But he heard the battle drums outside, and with the sound of the war drums, he heard the tens of thousands of Jin troops singing loudly to the hilltops of the Qin army's camp on the edge of the camp: "Fu Jian is a pauper!"

dong dong dong dong!

"Fu Jian, you bastard!"

dong dong dong dong!

"Fu Jian is a pauper!"

……

Neatness is obviously planned for a long time. The guards of the Qin army are busy ordering people to stabilize the morale of the army, and will never let the talk of the Jin people affect the morale of the Qin army!

"Do you think this will make this general and the elite retreat? King Jin is too naive," Qin Jun general sneered.

"General, they are still singing outside, and the army is concentrated in the side camp," the scout said angrily.

"The army is all concentrated in the side camp?" the guard murmured, frowning his eyebrows in thought. He had a hunch that the Jin people would not work hard to sing songs to them just to shake the morale of the army, but what kind of medicine did they sell in the gourd? Can't even guess.

Is there anything in the side camp that they value?Obviously their main army is in the main battalion, could it be that they want to divide their troops to outflank them from both sides?

The guard couldn't figure it out until he felt the vibration of the ground mixed with the vibration of the tens of thousands of Jin people singing, and the ominous premonition became stronger.

"General, did Dilong turn over?" the lieutenant asked worriedly.

"Dilong turn over? Dilong turn over! Not good!" The guard reacted and shouted eagerly: "Hurry up and withdraw the troops from the side camp!"

However, it was too late, the huge roar drowned out the shouts of the guards, and the dangerous mountain on which the Qin Army's side camp relied collapsed.

Huge rolling stones and mudslides mixed with the invasion of the torrential rain, slid down the slope from the mountain, and within a few breaths, they submerged the Qin army's side camp. In an instant, the Qin army was in a mess.

At the same time, the camp on the other side also ushered in a landslide disaster under the roar and vibration of the camp on this side. Suddenly, the Qin army camp was full of mourners!

General Qin was startled and angry, and sternly shouted: "All the elites of the main battalion must not act rashly, and go all out to fight the Jin army."

However, many people in Jin Jun himself were dumbfounded.

A few days ago, when they received orders from their superiors to rehearse and sing those two sentences every day, they still wondered how much the general hated the King of Qin and wanted their army to sing badly about the King of Qin in unison. Was this to drive Fu Jian to death?

But at this moment, the mountains on both sides of the Qin army were collapsed by them...

The ordinary soldiers of the Jin army were stunned, while the centurions were ordered to spread the general's metaphysical aura like divine help.

People in this era are superstitious and ignorant. Some people bring the rhythm, and within a day, the morale of the Jin army will be greatly improved!

The name of the great general Murong Fu is well known to the people, and his confidence in commanding and strategizing made the Jin army like an arm.

After the landslide, under Murong Chui's strong suggestion, Zhou Fu refused to agree to attack now.

"This is not the best time, let's wait a little longer," Zhou Fu's calm appearance made Murong Chui gradually calm down. At this moment, when he saw this boy wearing a ghost mask, how could he still have the initial contempt? ?

The mountain has collapsed!

The mountain was really collapsed by them!

Murong Fu is a genius!It was the top strategist who he had been looking for all his life but couldn't find!

Murong drooped his feet and stomped his chest, how could he be bewitched by the blue-faced skin before?How can you decide that Murong Fu is a vase?

If he had known this, he should have stood up when Kezuhun was looking for a father for him, and he should have won over this young man for his use, not to mention being his father, he would have been willing to be his younger brother!

One person shoulders the burden of generals and counselors, and at the same time must stabilize the barracks and fight against the conspiracies and tricks of the court, and there is a counselor who is not as strategic as himself by his side, Murong Chui is suffering.

At this moment, Murong Chui looked at Zhou Fu as if he was looking at a golden mountain!Watch a baby pimple!

The boy said that the time was not enough, but he did it no matter how anxious he was.

Sure enough, not long after, the rain intensified, and the mountain once again caused a second landslide!

Murong Chui, who originally wanted to attack, broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't dare to imagine what the consequences would be if the army attacked rashly at the beginning. He was very likely to be buried alive with the Qin army, right?

When the rain gradually stopped, the people of Qin saw that the Jin army was withdrawing, so they gathered people to rescue the side camps, and searched for survivors in the mess.

"General, the army in the two-wing camp has suffered heavy losses, and now there are no more than one out of ten!" The deputy general was tearful, and reported the news to the guard.

The guard slumped down on the head, his expression was ashen, and he said in despair: "Heaven is going to destroy Qin!"

What is even more desperate is that during their rectification period, the Jin army did not give them a chance to breathe, and the army began to attack the city and loot the land!

In this battle, the Qin army had no power to fight back, and the Jin army leveled the Qin army camp with high morale.

In this battle, the ghost-faced general of the Jin army became famous in the first battle.

He wears an incomparably ferocious ghost mask, with a ferocious spirit, and the murderous blood all over his body is hard to hide, and his bloody methods are so bloody that people can't bear to look directly at him!

The name of the Ghost-Mask General of the Jin Army spread across the Qin State with lightning speed, and he won several battles after that. His stories were widely circulated, and he became a feared existence in the Qin people.

When the news was sent back to Chang'an, King Qin Fu Jian was shocked and angry: "Ghost-faced general?! When did Jin and Yan come out with such a general?"

Could it be, could it be the Phoenix Emperor's actions? !

Fu Jian, who had recovered the memory of his previous life, boldly guessed that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart.

On the other end, Murong Chong sneezed twice and touched his constantly itchy nose.

"What's the matter with you recently? Don't you catch a cold?" The boy with a ghost face drove his horse to Murong Chong's side, and said with concern.

Murong Chong's tangled expression could no longer be described as complicated.

Liar, I didn't expect you to be such a Zhou emperor!What a pure and fluffy little white rabbit is all fake!

Murong Chong, who had been severely hit in the past few days, had nothing to say, he looked into the young man's eyes, they were still so clear and bright, they were still so heavenly!real!none!evil!

This world is too scary.

Murong Chong felt that he urgently needed to eat a bite of fried rice with eggs.

The young man is almost desperate to kill on the battlefield, but he has the ability to pull mountains and rivers, and he can lift the mace with ease.

Also, why would he use wolves!tooth!Great!As a weapon?Murong Chong had never seen such a barbaric way of fighting, and it was simpler and more brutal than the Xianbei people.

"What's wrong with you? Why do you have weird eyes," the boy asked curiously.

"General, it's just that he has never been on the battlefield before, and he was shocked by the bloody battlefield," Murong Chui said. There seemed to be a dog's tail wagging behind him, and he was watching his master's worship and focus with a dog. Staring at the ghost-faced boy: "This is what happens to anyone who is on the battlefield for the first time. Just wait until he recovers. My Xianbei man is not afraid of blood on the battlefield."

Murong Chui seems to have become the ghost-faced general's fanboy and follower. Murong Chui is deeply impressed by the ghost-faced general's mysterious methods and his invincible bravery on the battlefield.

Murong Chong hesitated to speak: "Don't you think your way of fighting is too... bloody (barbaric)?"

As soon as the mace went down, the enemy's brains exploded, and a piece of it was swept away, as if cleaning up garbage.

"Is it bloody? I didn't notice," the young man asked in a daze, "Isn't that bad?"

Zhou Fu really couldn't see it!

He is really sweeping the mosaics, sweeping seriously, and working seriously.

Was what he did bloody in the eyes of outsiders?Zhou Fu was puzzled.

"No, it's great for the general!" Murong Chui said excitedly, "The last general has never met such a brave general as the general in his life! A general is born for the battlefield."

Murong Chong choked, shut up and didn't speak.

General Ghost Face asked Murong Chui excitedly: "Really? Am I so good?"

"Yes! I would like to fight with the general on the battlefield. The general's ability will truly convince the younger general!" Murong Chui became more energetic.

Being slapped by Murong Chui's rainbow fart, Zhou Fu was extremely happy. The feeling that his strategy was affirmed by others was not a flattery received by Zhou Emperor, which made Zhou Fu very pleased.

The master is right!Real knowledge comes from practice, and you will never know where your limit is without trying. Now he is also a person who has been on the battlefield with a trumpet!

The boy is a ghost, and even a god general. This is a rare treasure that is hard to see in a thousand years!Unexpectedly, he could witness the birth of a legend in this life, and Murong Chui burst into tears with excitement.

Murong Chong: ...

Why does he always feel that Murong Chui seems to be broken somewhere?

Not long after Zhou Fu's army set up camp, a group of chariots and horses escorted by twelve hermit guards came to Yecheng along the way the Jin army had come all the way to clear the way.

The curtain of the car was lifted from it, revealing the true face of a refined scholar, full of excitement and doubts, he looked at the gate of Yecheng, and asked eagerly: "Young Master Zhou, did King Wei really return to Yecheng with his dead body? "

"Nine times out of ten," Zhou Xiaoshi lowered his eyes, restless and restless, and could hardly restrain the dark and gloomy aura around him.

Once he thought of Sima Zhong running to Yan Country regardless of his own safety, he wished he could immediately appear in front of Sima Zhong to fight!break!his legs!

Was he too lenient before?If he doesn't teach him a lesson he will never forget this time, Zhou Xiaoshi can hardly suppress the evil fire in his heart.

The carriage stayed outside the Yan Palace, and the familiar hidden guard was responsible for handing over. Sima Zhong received the news of Zhou Xiaoshi's arrival in the palace, and came to welcome him...

On the other hand, Zhou Fu's plan to attack Qin also seemed to have entered a bottleneck period. After the initial long drive, they forced the Qin people back outside Chang'an City. From then on, it was difficult to make further progress.

At first, Murong Chui asked to go to battle to attack the city, and Zhou Fu sent him there to give him a chance to show off. However, Murong Chui failed. Although his side suffered little loss, it was difficult for them to break through the defense of Chang'an City.

Afterwards, after discussing with Murong Chong, Zhou Fu and Murong Chong planned to raid the rear of Chang'an City with a surprise plan, and everyone knew everything, so it was difficult to go any further.

"Could it be that there are traitors around us?" Murong Chui thought seriously.

"No, the city of Chang'an was surrounded by iron barrels, and it's the guard who is strong," General Ghost Face shook his head and said, while his subordinates pinched the nearby terrain again in their thoughts.

According to the inspections in recent days, he modified the terrain in the sand table, and looked thoughtful: "This Chang'an City, the terrain is too high?"

"General, Bai Qi, the general of the Qin army, uses his troops like a god. He is like an immortal. He sees through every move I make." Morale is a huge hit."

At the same time, Murong Chong was puzzled again: "Why does the name Bai Qi always sound familiar to me? Is there such a general as Bai Qi in Qin State?"

It seems that there are, Bai Qi is a famous general of Qin State, nicknamed Rentu.

But Murong Chong felt that something was wrong, he clutched his extremely chaotic memory, almost lost in the torrent of memory.

"Don't think about it, Bai Qi is not a general of the former Qin Dynasty where Fu Jian was, but a general of the pre-Qin period." Zhou Fu felt that something was wrong, he frowned, and carefully studied the terrain of the self-made sand table.

"No way, with the current strength of the Qin army, how could they beat you so helplessly?" Zhou Fu murmured, gesturing with his fingers in the sand table.

"The terrain is so much higher," Zhou Fu gesticulated with his fingers, tilted his head and asked in doubt, "Is there something under Chang'an City?"

On the other side, Fu Jian heard that the peerless general who emerged from the underground of Chang'an City led his army to repel the powerful enemy for them, and was moved to tears: "The sky never perishes Qin, and the underground of Chang'an City is mysterious and unpredictable. The god general of the foundation of my ancestors of the Fu family! Hurry up and recruit him, and I will promote him to the rank of the widow!"