"General Meng and General Gu should have arrived in Chenggao. The latest novels are updated at the top." Ying Zichu withdrew his hand and made a gesture of invitation to Lu Buwei.
Lu Buwei raised his eyebrows, looked at the chessboard with furrows on his forehead, thought for a while, and then fell into Baizi.
"So, Your Majesty is not worried about Zhou Wei's actions?"
"I'm worried they didn't move." Ying Zichu said with a smile.
Lu Buwei closed his mouth. Today's Yingzi Chu is more and more like the Yingji of the past, especially after he sits and bids farewell to his father, An Guojun.
Although he was not as good at martial arts as Ying Ji, his attacking vigor already had an eight-point appearance.
"My lord, what do you want to do?"
"Ahem." Ying Zichu coughed twice.
Squinting, looking at Lu Buwei, that kind of look made Lu Buwei feel chills in his heart.
"I want to ask Mr. Lu to lead the army to attack Zhou."
The faint words made Lu Buwei fall into an ice cave.
Hastily got up and worshiped: "My lord, I made an agreement with my lord that day, not close to the military power, and Buwei dare not lead the army."
He, Lu Buwei, runs the business in the state of Qin and already has a lot of power in the court, but in the end Yingzi Chu is the king of Qin.
Ying Zichu had already told Lu Buwei that day that Lu Buwei was kind to him and he could not move him, but Lu Buwei also needed to be quiet. No close military affairs, no military power.
What does it mean to let him lead the army now
Even though Lu Buwei was scheming and scheming, he still panicked for a moment before the matter of life and death.
"The widow asked you to take it, so you can take it." Ying Zichu didn't care, and continued to play chess at the table.
If he had just returned to Qin, the first person he would have removed would have been Lu Buwei.
Because he was wandering around, Lu Buwei almost grasped all his lifelines.
But now, what he has to do is to reuse Lu Buwei.
Because he could see clearly that Lu Buwei was just a businessman, and what he wanted was nothing more than a lifetime of glory and wealth.
This, he can give him.
The status between the two has already changed, from Zhao Guo's proton to killing his father and stealing the king, he has already transformed into a real monarch.
"Come on, Mr. Lu, play chess." Ying Zichu's chess had already fallen, and he smiled and beckoned Lu Buwei to take a seat.
Lu Buwei looked at Ying Zichu in front of him, and realized that he had really created a person who was beyond his control.
Sit down with your head down.
After a game of chess, Lu Buwei said goodbye and left the palace.
On the way out of the palace, he walked a little fast.
He regretted a little, maybe he shouldn't have meddled in the affairs of the Wang family at all.
He may be the most successful businessman in the world, having successfully invested in a monarch.
Three days later, because the King of Qin heard that the King of Zhou wanted to unite other countries against Qin, he ordered Qin Wenxin Hou Lu Buwei to lead the army to attack Zhou.
King Zhou really conspired with other countries to jointly attack Qin
Maybe there is or not, but King Qin only needs to say that there is, this is the reason for his attack on Zhou, and there is no need for anything else.
The north wind howled, and at the top of Chenggao Pass, the Korean general let out a sigh of relief, forming a cloud of white mist in the air, which was then blown away by the cold wind.
The soldier beside him gripped his spear so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
The archer held the bow and arrow on his back with one hand, and everyone stared at the black line not far away, slowly approaching.
As the black line walked in, the sound of dull footsteps and the sound of horseshoes became like heavy drums again and again, beating everyone's heartbeat.
The few sparse trees on the plain could not block people's sight, and the densely packed Qin army appeared there, and several towering ladder vehicles advanced along the army. Covered with cowhide (siege cone), with a huge tapered log in the middle, pushed by soldiers to run through the soil.
"The whole army." On a chariot among the Qin army, a veteran raised his long sword.
"Archers." The leader of Chenggao Pass also glared at the Qin army, and raised his sword.
"Siege!"
"volley!"
The two swords fell at the same time, shining coldly in the winter sun, and opened the curtain of this fight.
"what!!"
With an earth-shattering roar, countless Qin troops began to rush to the city, and the huge ladder rolled forward and began to stand on the top of the city.
At the same time, an overwhelming rain of arrows shot out from the top of the city, covering the sky so densely.
In front of Chenggao Pass, only the front can be attacked, and the frontal plain is extremely narrow, and it is impossible to accommodate a large army to attack at the same time. However, for the defenders, a volley of ten thousand archers can almost completely cover this area. Out of the plug on the arrow.
There was no need to aim at all, as the rain of arrows fell, there was a scream.
It was better for the soldiers pushing the ladder and the soldiers to have cover, but those with their bodies exposed could not escape the rain of arrows with almost no gaps. One after another fell, and the soldiers rushing to the front had no possibility of escaping.
Either he was killed by an arrow, or he was shot in the hands and feet by an arrow and fell to the ground. Before he could scream in pain, he was drowned by a round of arrows.
The plain where the head can be seen at a glance is covered with random arrows and arrows.
But Qin Jun's offensive did not slow down at all.
One person fell to the ground, and soon a second person stepped up to push the ladder. Compared with the first batch of must-die, the second batch is better. With the people in front as cover, the momentum of Arrow Rain is a bit weaker.
But there are only a few, and it is not just luck that can be explained in the chaos of arrows. In such a large place, a round of salvo will fall down a lot of people.
"Whoosh whoosh!!!"
The sound of arrows raining through the air.
It has been three rounds of salvo, but the ladder has not yet approached the city wall.
The rain of arrows flew high and fell towards Qin Jun.
The soldier pushed the ladder with all his strength, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
When the arrow fell, he had resigned himself to his fate and closed his eyes.
"when!!"
With a loud bang, the soldier opened his eyes. Standing in front of him was a general in white robes, with a scarred beast carved on his face, and he was holding a long and frightening spear in his hand.
The spear just swung like a gust of wind, and all the arrows that fell on him were swept aside.
The white-robed general glanced at the soldiers pushing the ladder, then turned his head and waved the spear in his hand: "Army in the formation! Shield guards!"
The voice of the white-robed general was mixed with internal energy, allowing everyone to hear clearly on this chaotic battlefield.
Among the soldiers of Qin State, there are thousands of black armor troops.
Dozens of people formed a group without the slightest hesitation, quickly guarding in front of several ladders, and the giant shields in their hands were directly blocked.
Dozens of people are facing forward, and dozens of people are raising their shields above.
Breathing directly completed the formation, and several ladders were protected by rows of giant shields like chariot fortresses.
The remaining hundreds of Heijia troops rushed to the front of the Qin army's formation, formed shields and quickly moved towards the city wall with the Qin army soldiers following behind.
The rain of arrows landed on those large bronze shields, and could only make a bang and fall to the side weakly.
In an instant, the pressure on Qin Jun who rushed to the front was greatly reduced.
The cloud ladder moved forward rapidly, the long ladder fell, and hit the top of the city.
The South Korean general held his sword, his face was pale, and he looked at the nearly thousand black armored soldiers in front of the formation.
He Nazheng stood with his spear in hand among the thousands of troops below the city, looking indifferently at the white-robed general at the top of the city.
Fallen Army.
He remembered, this army is He Jun, and who is that familiar white-robed general.
Three years ago, the funeral army that crossed Zhou Wei.