"Sir, the State of Qi has not sent troops for a long time. How should we, the State of Qin, respond?"

In the wine shop, facing the question raised by Ying Quliang, Zheng Sheng showed a somewhat nonchalant look on his face.

Seemingly raising the wine baron in front of him unintentionally, Zheng Sheng asked Ying Quliang, "Master, what do you think Qin will do if Qi refuses to send troops?"

After asking these words, the corners of Zheng Sheng's mouth curved slightly, and the wine in his hand was smoothly drank into his stomach.

Zheng Sheng's seemingly unintentional question here made Ying Quliang on the other side feel a little confused.

If Qi chooses to refuse to send troops in this battle in Hexi, how will Qin respond?

The answer to this question is actually not difficult to come up with. Ying Quliang knew very well that even if Qi State did not send troops to respond, Qin State would still launch the Hexi War against Wei State.

This piece of land is located to the west of the river, so it is named Hexi. It is really crucial to the Qin State.

If anyone can occupy this land, they can use it as a springboard to threaten Guanzhong, the core of the Qin State, to the west.

Unfortunately, this extremely dangerous assumption for Qin is the current reality.

It is precisely because of the importance of this piece of land that Qin State, Jin State, and Wei State, one of its successors, competed for hundreds of years.

Since Qin Gong Yingshi Xi succeeded to the throne, the Qin State has worked hard to govern for twenty years in order to regain this extremely important land in Hexi.

It can be said that for the Qin State, this battle in Hexi was like an arrow that had been placed on a fully drawn bowstring.

It would be best if Qi State could send troops to respond as agreed, but if Qi State did not send troops in the end, Qin State would still send troops to attack Hexi.

As his thoughts flowed here, after sitting for a few cases, the expression on Ying Quliang's face suddenly became solemn, and he slowly stood up from his seat.

When he came to the window and looked at the bustling streets of Linzi below, Ying Quliang's faint words appeared in Zheng Sheng's ears.

"If Qi State sends troops, we, Qin State, will fight; if Qi State does not send troops, we, Qin State, will still fight."

After saying this, Ying Quliang suddenly turned around and looked at Zheng Sheng behind him, a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

"Sir, in this battle in Hexi, we, the Qin State, have to fight!"

Listening to the words ringing in his ears and looking at the solemn face opposite him, the smile on Zheng Sheng's face became brighter and brighter.

"Since you already have the answer in your mind, I don't think I need to answer the question you just asked, right?"

After the words fell, Zheng Sheng's eyes connected with Ying Quliang's, and a smile appeared on both their faces.

Sitting back on his seat, picking up the wine cup in front of him, Ying Quliang saluted Zheng Sheng in front of him.

"This nobleman respects our country, Qin."

"Sir, please."

"Sir, please."

After a few breaths, they drank all the wine in their respective wine glasses, and a burst of hearty laughter appeared between them.

"Hahaha……"

…

"Woooooooo..."

A long and somewhat desolate sound of the horn sounded like a breeze, blowing across the entire school grounds.

At this moment, on the school grounds, standing under the ink-colored Qin flags, was a Qin army soldier wearing ink-colored uniforms.

The long war music echoed in their ears, and the passionate fighting spirit rose in their chests. These Qin soldiers couldn't help but clenched the sharp blades in their hands.

Although no words were spoken, a solemn look appeared in everyone's eyes, and the same thought came to everyone's hearts.

War is coming.

"Tap tap tap..."

The dull sound of horse hooves echoed in my ears, together with the sounds of armor clashing.

After a few breaths, dozens of figures riding war horses appeared in front of many Qin army soldiers.

The figure at the front is none other than the current Duke of Qin, Ying Shixi.

At this moment, the officers and soldiers of the Qin army on the school field were full of solemn faces, and their eyes with a bit of admiration were looking straight at Qin Gong Yingshi Xi in front.

They watched him turn over and dismount neatly, watched him walk step by step to the high platform in front, and watched him stand upright in front of them.

"My soldiers of Qin!"

After a long silence, the roar from the high platform in front was like a burst of thunder, exploding in the ears of the Qin army soldiers below.

Without any hesitation in their hearts, these Qin soldiers expressed their loyalty to Ying Shixi in front of them in their own way.

In an instant, the originally peaceful Qin army formation suddenly experienced a sudden change, and black waves appeared one after another in front of Qin Gong Ying Shixi.

When the waves gradually calmed down and everything seemed to be over, a huge sound wave composed of countless voices swept directly towards Ying Shixi on the opposite side.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

…

Feeling the terrifying momentum like a mountain falling apart and the earth cracking, even Ying Shixi, who was Duke of Qin, was filled with shock at this moment.

I could see that his right hand clenched his fist tightly, his left hand pressed tightly on the hilt of the sword, and he worked extremely hard to maintain the calmness on his face.

After a while, when the huge momentum in front of him gradually dissipated, Ying Shixi secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The next moment, when he saw a Qin Army soldier in front of him, Ying Shixi felt a sense of expectation and excitement that could not be explained in words.

Ying Shixi has been waiting for this day for twenty years.

Twenty years ago, from the day when Wei returned to Qin to seize the throne and passed by Hexi, a belief appeared in Ying Shixi's heart.

One day, he must lead his army to cross Luoshui eastward and recapture the land west of the river that belonged to the Qin State, and wipe out the humiliation suffered by the Qin State in one fell swoop.

For this belief, Ying Shixi did not dare to slack off for a moment in the past twenty years, and worked hard every day.

Thanks to Ying Shixi's efforts, the declining Qin State became strong again, and the demoralized Qin army also had the strength to fight.

Now that the soldiers and armor are sufficient and the food and grass are ready, it is time to send troops to attack Wei and re-integrate the land west of Hexi into the territory of Qin.

Looking away from the Qin soldiers in front, he pointed to the east where the Hexi land was located, and a biting cold light appeared in Ying Shixi's eyes.

"My soldiers of Qin."

"That's the land west of Hexi. It's the land where our Qin people have lived for generations. But now it's occupied by the Wei people."

"Soldiers, I would like to know if you agree?"

As soon as he finished speaking, one roar after another rang out in the school grounds.

"I don't agree."

"I don't agree."

"I don't agree."

…

Listening to the continuous roars in his ears, Ying Shixi held down the hilt of the sword at his waist and pulled it out hard, and a sharp sword flashing with cold light appeared in his right hand.

"Army..."

"Go to war!"
Chapter completed!