Qin Shi-Zhang Liang's Sacred Conspiracy

It's windy, snowy and cold, and the wind is cold!

The sky was getting dark, Yi Shouyang looked at the flying snow outside the tent, and glanced at the Qishan Mountain covered in silver, feeling like a cat was scratching his head. When he thought of Xiang Yu lingering on it, he wished he could lead someone up immediately .

But the wind and snow were so strong that the sky was all over the ground, making it difficult for people to see the surrounding mountains clearly.

"General..." Yi Shouyang was staring at Fengxue in a daze when he suddenly saw Wang Li walking towards him with a frosty face. The lieutenants who commanded the soldiers of each battalion were all killed, and even the grain battalion was burned..."

"What..." Yi Shouyang's heart tightened suddenly, and a shadow suddenly appeared in his mind.

"General, except for Commander Yang who went up the mountain to search for Xiang Yu and the last general, the other commanders were all plotted against. The soldiers of the second battalion saw with their own eyes that the person who killed Commander Xie was a young woman, and now they are leading people to hunt them down..."

"Bastard, who the hell is it?" Yi Shouyang was anxious, and stared at Wang Li with shattered eyes.

"General, the soldiers in the battalions are in chaos now, what should we do..." Wang Li looked at Yi Shouyang with his neck raised, and his face was also very anxious.

"Xiang Yu..." Yi Shouyang looked up at Qishan, with a trace of sternness in his eyes, and he said almost gnashing his teeth: "If you dare to play dirty with me, don't blame me for being cruel! Wang Li...you call the battalions immediately The soldiers, find someone to go up the mountain to look for Yang Shicheng, let him withdraw immediately, and... immediately send people to arrest all the people in the city, tomorrow, I will make the city blood flow like a river..."

Yi Shouyang's eyes were almost red with anxiety, and his fists were clenched tightly.

The vast snowfield is all white.

The cold wind howling Wancheng, the orderly Qin army, that piece of shining armor, like a sharp sword, fell into the eyes of every Wancheng commoner.

Those old people, children and women who had no strength to restrain their chickens were all thrown into the white snow by Qin Jun.

Yi Shouyang looked at those howling people with cold eyes, and raised his hand fiercely in his heart, the cold saber fell into the body of an old man in an instant, and the bright red blood fell into the cold snow, warm Heat to melt a pool of blood.

"Xiang Yu... I will give you an hour. If you treat me like a turtle again, then the people in this city will be the sacrifices I gave you." Yi Shouyang's cold voice was like a devil's. Into the ears of every Wancheng common people.

Suddenly there seemed to be no sound between the sky and the earth, only the bright red blood remained, sprinkled in the boundless snow.

The old man hugged the thin child tightly and hid him in his arms. The woman sat behind the old man, also holding a newborn baby in her hands. In the grand snowstorm, there was a clear cry.

They will no longer complain about the sky, in this troubled world, they have begun to choose to accept everything numbly.

The old man looked at the child's shrinking eyes, and said with a comforting smile, "Son... don't be afraid, after a while, we will be free..."

The resignation of the old man, the dullness of the child, and the silence of the woman, in the heavy snow that poured down the sky, were completely silent. This was a massacre without crying. , so they choose to accept.

Yi Shouyang sat on the high execution ground with a gloomy expression, looking at the group of people who were not crying or making trouble, but his heart was full of ridicule.

The heavy snow fell on the old people and children, gradually dyeing them as white as the sky and the earth.

The world was silent, only the sound of wind and snow whistling, which rang in everyone's ears as a song of mourning.

In the end, Xiang Yu lived up to Yi Shouyang's expectations. He brought his soldiers and appeared in front of Yi Shouyang proudly.

Yi Shouyang laughed and ordered Qin soldiers to surround Xiang Yu, raising his hands high, indicating that a bloody massacre would follow.

"Report... General Yi, it's not good..." The voices of the soldiers in the rear sounded in time before Yi Shouyang was about to make a hand gesture.

"General, Liu Bang came in with his troops..." Qin Bing's hasty voice trembled, revealing the fear in his heart.

Yi Shouyang's hands froze in the air. Rather than saying that he did not expect Liu Bang to lead people to kill him boldly, it is better to say that he did not expect that he would capture Xiaoshan so quickly.

Mountains and rivers slaughtered, the sound of killing shook the sky, Yi Shouyang was not afraid to fight Liu Bang, Xiang Yu and even Xue Cheng, but now, he did not dare to be brave. An army without food and grass can last for a few days. Maybe he can fight quickly against Xiang Yu Quick decision, but in the face of the three combined rebels, he really didn't have that ability.

So he chose to retreat!

In March of the first year of Qin II, Yi Shouyang was defeated in the northwest of Qinzhi, with numerous casualties, so he had to withdraw his troops to the north of the Huaihe River.

Hu Hai, the Second Emperor of Qin, was furious after receiving the secret report, and ordered Yang Yi, the Minister of Internal History, to secretly kill Yi Shouyang and send Qi Yan to replace him!

Blizzard and cold...

If the birds of prey are not flocked, how can they be around!Consolidate the greatness of the former saints, regret the way and don't pay attention!This is a sad song in troubled times!

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The way of heaven in March is still cold.

Zhang Liang was dressed in a white Confucian shirt, and walked lightly on the grassland that was already showing signs of recovery. Behind him was Su Yang, who followed him vigorously, with his mouth pursed, but he didn't say a word.

"Three Masters..." On the empty prairie, the sound of horseshoes coming from far and near fell into Zhang Liang's ears accompanied by a shout.

Zhang Liang stopped and turned his head, and at a glance he saw Shaoyu on the horse, galloping towards him.

The sound of the horse's hooves kicking, on the endless grassland, sounded a galloping momentum, and it reached Zhang Liang's side in an instant.

"Third Master, do you really want to leave?" Shaoyu frowned and turned over from the horse.

"Well... I have something important to do. Now that Yi Shouyang has been beheaded by Hu Hai, and the new captain of the guard has not yet arrived, you can cultivate your health here and recover some strength." Zhang Liang smiled slightly. Looking at Xiang Yu, he is now the leader of an army. The young boy who was young at the time has now transformed into an indomitable hero.

"Third Master, don't lie to me..." Xiang Yu's face was a little black, and a pair of piercing eyes shot at Zhang Liang, like a cold sword, making him invisible.

"I..." Zhang Liang was stared straight at by Xiang Yu's cold eyes, his heart tightened suddenly, he moved his eyes slightly uneasy and said, "I do have something important..."

"Important matter?" Xiang Yu's voice gradually turned cold, and he looked at Zhang Liang and said, "The important matter you are talking about is to meet Ying Zheng? He is our enemy..."

Zhang Liang suddenly heard Xiang Yu's words, his heart skipped a beat, thinking how could Xiang Yu know?

"Three days ago, the person with the scarlet sword in his hand was Mrs. Xiang next to Ying Zheng, right? I heard what he told you." Xiang Yu looked at Zhang Liang coldly, hesitant and pale on his face, Told him that he was right.