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Chapter 17 Qin Zhirui(1/2)

In Xianyang Palace.

Zhao Xicheng, the old man of the Gong clan, has entered one of the hours.

The King of Qin retreated, and no one knew what the King of Qin and the elders of the Gong clan said.

With the sound of "just" echoing in Xianyang Palace.

In the end, the old man from the male clan came out with the tiger talisman.

The Qin Palace was shocked: "The elder of the Gong clan asked the Qin Ruishi Tiger Talisman to leave!"

The only soldiers and armor in the world are the elite soldiers of Wei, the martial soldiers of Qi, the flying cavalry of Zhao and the fierce soldiers of Qin.

At the beginning of the Warring States Period, the most elite infantry soldiers of the Wei State were the military soldiers, and the world called them "Wei State soldiers".

In cavalry warfare, the "Hu sword knight" of Zhao State and the "fighting knight" of Qi State were called elite.

The new army after the Qin State's reform emerged in the battle to recapture Hexi and was exclaimed as "sharp".

Xunzi said in "The Military Advisory Chapter": Qi's martial arts cannot meet the Wei family's martial soldiers, and Wei family's martial soldiers cannot meet the Qin soldiers.

It can be seen that the heroes of Qin's sharp men.

Even in later generations, many people listed it as the most military armor in the ancient world.

News of Qin Ruishi's movement soon spread to the generals and noble families in Xianyang City.

Qin Ruishi will not be moved unless the war is fought.

What alarmed the Reis?

Everyone in the entire city fell into panic.

At this time, Zhao Xicheng, who was turbulent in the entire Xianyang City, had entered Qin Ruishi's headquarters.

In the past, the Wu soldiers of Wei took it with their own weapons, garments of three ranks of armor, twelve stones of crossbow, carrying fifty arrows, putting on them, crowned with helmets and swords, winning the food for three days, and heading for a hundred miles a day.

And Qin Ruishi is even better than that.

As soon as he entered the military formation, Zhao Xicheng felt the murderous aura from the army.

Qin Ruishi has seen blood. Each of them has a head above five, and they are soldiers of war.

"Zhao Xicheng?"

An old man walked out wearing heavy armor and frowned and said.

"I've met General Meng Ao."

Zhao Xicheng took out the tiger talisman from his cuffs.

"This king's tiger talisman."

Meng Ao took the tiger talisman, looked carefully, and took out half of the tiger talisman from the cuff, combining two into one.

"The tiger talisman is correct, I am destined to be ordered by the king!"

After confirming that the tiger talisman was true, Meng Ao bowed and bowed.

The soldiers from all directions worshiped each other.

"The king's order was passed on to obtain nine thousand sharp soldiers, six thousand stationed in Xianyang Palace, and three thousand old Zhao Xicheng of the Suigong clan worshiped Li Chunqiu."

"Reign of the reign of King Meng Ao!"

Meng Ao took the order of the king and stood up, frowned and said:

"Li Chunqiu?"

"But the immortal who moved into Xianyang?"

Zhao Xicheng nodded.

At this time, Meng Ao's white eyebrows were already frowning deeper.

"Have he ever led his troops into Xianyang?"

"Never!"

Zhao Xicheng answered truthfully.

Meng Ao looked up and said in surprise:

"What kind of person is this to move nine thousand sharp men with just one person?"

Zhao Xicheng smiled.

"Is the general willing to listen to the truth?"

"I dare not ask for what I wish."

"Please take your back and leave."

After Meng Ao stepped back, Zhao Xichengcai said:

"I dare not deceive the general, and I am less than 30% sure of this battle."

"Only one person?"

"Only one person."

"How can I fight for the third grade?"

Meng Ao said angrily.

"If I am defeated, then my son Zi Chu will come out and rescue Xianyang. This is the blessing of my great Qin."

"What's the solution?"

Zhao Xicheng smiled and said secretly.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Zhao Xicheng was slowly sent out of the military camp by Meng Ao.

At this time, the three thousand sharp men were on standby.

"Why would I lead my troops?"

Next to Qin Ruishi's military camp, Meng Ao watched Zhao Xicheng's enlightenment.

Zhao Xicheng shook his head and said:

"You, bring six thousand sharp soldiers to guard Xianyang Palace. If it is a battle of thousands of troops, I am not as good as you, but this is the only enemy in this battle."

"This battle, the battle of trial waters will be successful, and all the things will be eliminated and defeated. From then on, the Qin Dynasty will take it as its teacher for thousands of years."

“Is it worth it?”

Meng Ao couldn't help asking.

Whether this battle will be successful or not, this old man of the prince will not be able to continue.

"The state affairs are coming, why should I cherish my head? I am the old man of the Duke of Qin."

After the words came, Zhao Xicheng turned around and left the camp.

Three Thousand Reichs followed closely behind.

The wind is whistling, where are the heroes going?

Zhao Xicheng, the old man of the Gong clan, took the tiger talisman into the barracks and brought three thousand sharp soldiers out of the camp, while Meng Ao then led six thousand sharp soldiers out of the Qin Palace.

Outside Xianyang City, the two met again, and Zhao Xicheng had stopped here for a while.

At this time, Meng Ao led his troops into Xianyang City from his side.

Looking at the back of the Six Thousand Reichs, Zhao Xicheng ordered:

"The time has arrived, I'll pay homage to the letter of war!"

Zhao Xicheng's deputy clasped his fists and said:

"Sir, there really is one person who can fight against three thousand?"

"If you dare to say that the immortals are angry, if you are not a false man, you will definitely come!"

Zhao Xicheng raised his head and looked at the gate of Xianyang City.

"Wish you!"

"promise!"

A cavalry ran into the city and left in the dust.

In Xianyang City, in the vermilion gate, the servant slowly handed over a letter of worship.

Li Chunqiu took over this so-called prayer letter.

Letter to pay homage to Mr. Chunqiu, a member of the Zhao clan

The king is humiliated and the minister dies. This is the great way. The gentleman says that the wrath of the immortals is that I am not talented. I wish to see him outside Xianyang City.

"I've got a trap!"

Li Chunqiu collected the war letter and said with a smile.
To be continued...
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