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Chapter 131 Lord Xinling, Lord Xinling

The setting sun is like blood, and not only the sky is red, but also the earth. In the encirclement surrounded by ditches connected like cobwebs and swamps, Zhao Jun has continuously launched charges in the past three days, hitting the big net cast by Qin Jun, but, Now that he has fallen into the trap, there is no possibility of escape.

After three days of bloody battles, Zhao Jun not only failed to break through, but was continuously tightened by Qin Jun. Zhao Jun suffered heavy casualties. Less than half of the soldiers who could go into battle again, and the loss of war horses was even more serious. Today, there are more than 2 soldiers Zhao Jun's cavalry is fine, and there are only more than ten thousand cavalry who can charge.

If everything continues according to the current situation, Zhao Jun can only persist for three days at most before completely annihilating the entire army.

But do they still have three days?

"Let's launch a general attack tomorrow." Meng Ao looked at Zhao Jun's camp in the distance and said to Meng Wu behind him.

"General, the current Zhao army is still capable of fighting. Why don't our army besiege it for a few more days and attack when its morale collapses? Wouldn't it be possible to greatly reduce our army's casualties?" Meng Wu said.

As a general in the Qin army this time, this general who was supposed to be stationed in Hedong County appeared here at this time. This is a very strange thing, but if it is not strange, how can it be trusted? Mr. Ling was fooled.

Lord Xinling's estimation of Qin's military strength is very accurate. It is indeed impossible to garrison heavy troops in Xinzheng City, but Xinzheng does not have it, which does not mean that there are no other places. The Qin army that is now encircling Zhao's regiment is drawn from Hedong County and Nanyang In order to eat the elite Zhao army stationed in HD, Yingzheng mobilized troops from the already tight three fronts to ambush the Zhao army. While getting huge rewards, he also made himself bear a huge burden. risk.

However, this war was fought with a time lag, and Ying Zheng was also betting that the three fronts would completely swallow up the [-] elite Zhao troops before they were defeated, and return to their respective battlefields in time.

Knowing this, Meng Ao looked at his son behind him, with a look of disappointment flashing in his eyes. If a warrior cannot grasp the king's strategic intention, then his future will be very limited.

Meng Wu's suggestion cannot be said to be wrong. From a general's point of view, his suggestion is very correct, but how can a general really only stand on his own standpoint, as the leader of an army, he must serve himself The king considered that only in this way can he go further.

It seems that Wang Jian is the next general. After him, the Meng family will eventually be overwhelmed by the Wang family, but fortunately, his grandson is much stronger than that boy of the Wang family. Qin Jun The No. [-] player in the middle of the game will go home, and no one will know until the end.

Meng Ao, who put aside his tedious thoughts, felt that he still needed to mention something to his innocent older son, and immediately said: "Do you know that every day our army delays here, the king will have to bear the pressure for a day? Your king understands." We never urge us to fight the Zhao army, but we have to think about the king."

"What the general said is very true." Meng Wu said in surprise.

As a general of the Qin army, although Meng Wu is not as good as Wang Jian in Meng Ao's opinion, there are still a few people in the world who can match Wang Jian. Just one point.

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"Tomorrow is the time to fight to the death." Lord Xinling said loudly.

The brutal war for the past three days did not make Lord Xinling collapse, but instead aroused his last sliver of fighting spirit. After the initial despair, all he wanted now was to let himself have a perfect ending.

Three days was enough for him to figure out where he had lost, and he also figured out a lot about Ying Zheng's plan. He already understood where the Qin army who appeared here came from, and because he understood, Only then did he realize that Meng Ao would not give himself any more time, three days was already the limit of Meng Ao, it was impossible for him not to consider King Qin behind him.

"Tomorrow?" Zhao Cong, who was covered in scars on his battle armor, asked in surprise.

"Yes, the Qin army will launch an attack tomorrow." Lord Xinling replied.

"Did Qin Jun no longer choose to defend?" Zhao Cong's heart was completely cold, and he knew that he really had no chance.

Everyone in Zhao is not ashamed of Zhao Kuo, but there are few people who can really compare to Zhao Kuo, at least he, Zhao Cong, who usually talks about Zhao Kuo with disdain, can't do it.

Since ancient times, there is nothing more difficult than death. If he still has a chance of escaping from the siege, then he really dare not make extravagant hopes for the attack launched by the Qin army. He knows very well that the only thing waiting for him is There are two ways to go, but he really doesn't want to go that way, he thinks he can save a little bit, not necessarily die.

"General, rest well, tomorrow will be the final decisive battle." Lord Xinling took a deep look at Zhao Cong, as if he had understood the biggest secret in his heart.

Looking at Lord Xinling's leaving back, Zhao Cong's expression was uncertain. After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Cong summoned his soldiers from outside the tent to summon the generals.

After Zhao Cong finished talking about the situation he will face tomorrow to the generals, he said the last sentence: "I want to surrender, do you have any opinions?"

"Surrender?" When Zhao Cong told them about the death situation they were about to face tomorrow, they had already realized the purpose of Zhao Cong, the chief general, in recruiting them.

But when Zhao Cong uttered the word "down" for the last time, these people still couldn't help but fry the pot.

"General, not many years have passed since Changping." One of the generals said.

"At this time and then at that time, no one knows exactly what happened to Changping back then, but are we worthy of letting the Qin Kingdom do something for nothing?" Zhao Cong said to the man.

"War, you will definitely die. Surrender, maybe there is still a glimmer of life. You can think about it. I am not forcing you, but just to ask for the opinion of the general." Zhao Cong continued.

Everyone is hesitant at this time, surrender, although there is hope to survive, but face, it is really important until the moment of death.

"Zhao Cong, you still let me down." Just when the generals were hesitating, Lord Xinling, who had gone and returned, appeared.

"What do you mean by Lord Xinling?" Zhao Cong said in a deep voice.

"If I say that surrender is death, do you believe it?" Lord Xinling who came to the tent ignored Zhao Cong's murderous gaze and said to the generals.

"How can we not believe Lord Xinling's words?" General Zhao, an older member, said.

Although there are many people who agree.

"The Qin army dispatched troops from the front to besiege and kill us. They are also betting that they will not be defeated on other battlefields before defeating us. Time is very precious to them, so they will never kill us on the prisoners of war. Waste of time, every time they waste, there is a slight risk of failure for the Qin army, so even if we surrender, we still cannot escape death." Lord Xinling said in a deep voice.

"And as long as we hold off the Qin army in front of us for a moment longer, our army will have a better chance of winning in other battlefields." The veteran general who echoed his words just now continued the words of Lord Xinling.

Lord Xinling glanced at General Zhao, then said: "Man, since you have put on this armor, the shroud of horse leather should have a home. We are not thinking about ourselves, but also thinking about our family members. Think about it, everyone." Thinking about my parents, wife and children, can I really make them dare not raise their heads in Zhao Guo in the future?"

When Lord Xinling said this, many of General Zhao's expressions changed.If they surrendered, what would happen to their family, and what would be the fate of their family.

At that time, every household in the Zhao State that Zhao Kuo harmed was dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, but because he finally chose to die in battle, King Zhao wanted to pursue the crimes of Zhao Kuo's family.

They died in battle, and their family members can still live well, but if they surrender, let alone whether what Lord Xinling said is true or not, their family members will definitely not be able to survive.

While the generals were shaken, Lord Xinling's voice sounded again.

"I, the son of King Wei Xian, Mr. Xinling, Wei Wuji, I want to accompany all of you to die together today. I don't know, how can Wuji have such an honor?" Lord Xinling suddenly bowed to the generals.

"It is an honor for us to die with Lord Xinling." More than half of General Zhao saluted Lord Xinling.

Some of the remaining Zhao generals hesitated for a moment, then walked out of the queue to salute Lord Xinling.

At this time, there were only a few people standing in the same place, of course, including Zhao Cong.

"What do you want to do? I am the commander in chief." Zhao Cong shouted loudly, looking at the out-of-control situation.

"Zhao Cong, for Zhao Cong's sake, please take a step first." During Zhao Cong's call, Lord Xinling rushed to Zhao Cong, and before Zhao Cong had time to react, he threw a dagger at him. It has slipped from the sleeve and cut Zhao Cong's throat.

In the shock of the generals, Mr. Xinling calmly wiped away the blood that had been sprayed on his face, and said with a smile: "As the chief general, Zhao Cong wants to surrender. If we don't kill him, it will only shake the morale of our army."

Afterwards, Lord Xinling set his sights on the few remaining Zhao generals who did not express their positions.

"I am willing to die with Lord Xinling."

Under Lord Xinling's gaze, the few people looked at Lord Xinling's blood-stained face. After all, they were timid. They were used to the gentle and refined Lord Xinling. Changing his normal, seemingly devilish smile, these people, who are also used to seeing life and death (others), couldn't help but be afraid.

The prestige left by Mr. Xinling outside the HD city was not only deeply remembered by the Qin army, but also by the Zhao army. Most of them survived the HD battle back then. For Lord Xinling, they either have admiration or secretly fear.

"It's late." Lord Xinling said indifferently.

"We must not keep these people who may surrender tomorrow." Lord Xinling said to the generals who fell towards him.

General Zhao, who fell to Lord Xinling heard the words, pulled out his sword and slashed at those people. Naturally, they are not stupid if they can become generals. Although Lord Xinling did not say everything, how could they not know that You mean.

"Everyone, please get on the road first. I will follow you in Huangquan tomorrow." Lord Xinling said to General Zhao who was lying in a pool of blood.

"You will be the martyrs of the Zhao Kingdom." Lord Xinling said to the living and dead people in the tent.

　Ask for a ticket, any ticket is fine, of course, a monthly ticket is more fragrant.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)