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Chapter 488 Three Hundred Soldiers Go to Die
"promise……"

Behind the old man, a middle-aged man in armor stepped forward and promised.

The next moment, the man turned and left with the sword in his hand.

"You two go too!"

Guan Neihou stretched out his hands to support the city wall in front of him, and said the same to the guards on the left and right who supported him.

The two soldiers looked at each other with embarrassed expressions, but they finally let go of Guan Neihou at the same time, took a step back, surrendered their hands, and followed the middle-aged man, Zhang Chao, away.

On the other side of the city wall, three hundred soldiers lined up neatly.

These people are the guards brought by the Marquis of Guannei from the Yongcheng Palace. They have a name called the Jiling Army. To put it simply, they are dedicated to guarding the spirits of people.

"All soldiers obey orders!"

"Old Lord Hou has an order. Lord Pingyuan doesn't follow the law, and the subordinates commit crimes against the superiors. The soldiers are approaching the subordinates, and they are forcing the palace. This is really treason and outrageous, and the laws of heaven cannot be tolerated!"

"Today, three hundred soldiers of my sacrificial spirit army will go to the front and take down the thieves!"

"Remember, there are only two paths in front of you, either win or die!"

"Old Marquis promises that today, for those who died in battle, it doesn't matter whether they made meritorious service or not. There will be third-class titles waiting for your descendants. If you can kill the enemy and make meritorious service, you will get fourth-class titles if you kill one person. If you kill three people, you will get fifth-class titles." , ten people and six nobles!"

"Boys, why are you still hesitating? On weekdays, don't you all envy those soldiers who killed the enemy on the battlefield? Today's meritorious service is ahead, and boys are willing to fight with me?"

Standing in front of the three hundred soldiers, Zhang Chao suddenly drew the sword from his waist and roared loudly.

Below, three hundred soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay.

What a joke, 300 people fight 8000 people, and there are two choices?

Are these two paths?

Is it really possible to win?
This is clearly to die!
Anyone with a normal mind knows that this battle must be fatal, but after a moment of hesitation, no one in the audience refused.

"war……"

Suddenly, I don't know who made the first roar!
"war……"

"war……"

Immediately afterwards, the second sound, the third sound, hundreds of people roared at the same time.

"Fight...battle...battle..."

The voices of 300 people went straight to Xiaohan.

The 300 people, with red faces and red ears, stretched out their hands to hold the long swords around their waists at this moment, bristling with anger, like roaring lions.

Under the background of the Warring States Period where human life is not worth anything, whether it is a soldier on the battlefield or a farmer in the field, in the face of death, there is only a chance to compromise, and there is no room for resistance.

Life is difficult, countless people are scrambling to put their lives on the battlefield, but they can't get any resonance.

Today, three hundred soldiers went to die, but each of them could get at least one third-class noble. This is already a profit for them.

Even for them, this may be the only chance to change the fate of the family, who can let go?Who wants to let go?

"kill……"

With a roar, General Zhang Chao grabbed the long dagger from a city wall guard from the side, turned and walked down the tower.

"kill……"

More than three hundred people stepped forward one after another without any hesitation, and each took a long dagger from a city wall guard.

Under the wind and snow, the figure was lonely, and three hundred soldiers died at the same time.

On the city tower, Guan Neihou looked at the three hundred strong men who walked out of the city gate step by step, with a strong murderous intent in his old eyes.

Behind Guan Neihou, General Meng Tian stood with his hands down, nodded slightly, then suddenly waved his hand and shouted: "Order the whole army to return to the city!"

He knew that from this moment on, Mr. Mie Pingyuan no longer needed him to take action.

Now, the Marquis of Guannei has already made a move. Even if the city gate is opened, Lord Pingyuan will not be able to come in, let alone dare to come in.

Lord Pingyuan's fate was decided the moment the three hundred heroes stepped out of the city gate.

Twenty-five thousand soldiers withdrew into the city at the same time, and in an instant, the dark area outside the city disappeared in an instant, leaving only footprints all over the ground, which looked extremely messy.

"kill……"

The three hundred warriors had their hands and feet free, and under the leadership of Zhang Chao's roar, they all raised their spears and charged towards the eight thousand cavalry facing them.

"Marquis of Guannei, you hurt me..."

In front of the eight thousand cavalry, Lord Pingyuan Yingshun's expression turned extremely ugly, and he roared, his eyes burning with anger.

He couldn't wait to die. From the moment Guan Nei Hou let him dismount and be bound, he was doomed not only to betray Ying Zheng, but also to betray Guan Nei Hou and the entire Great Qin.

So far, in his opinion, all the faults are on Guan Nei Hou, and he is just a victim who was framed by others.

"Kill me..."

In the fierce anger, Yingshun drew out the long sword at his waist, and with a roar, the eight thousand cavalry turned into a torrent, sweeping towards them like the wind, and the two armies collided instantly.

Submerged, without any surprise, eight thousand cavalry submerged three hundred warriors in an instant.

In a collision without any suspense, 300 people fell into the sea like mud cows, unable to make any waves.

……

"Your Majesty, the Marquis of Guannei has made a move!"

"None of the three hundred soldiers around Guanneihou survived. Under the iron cavalry of Lord Pingyuan, they were destroyed, and they had no power to fight back!"

In the Palace of the King of Qin, Zhao Gao heard the report from below, hurried to Ying Zheng's side, and reported in a low voice.

"pat..."

Yingzheng slowly put down the wolf hair in his hand, and raised his head slightly with sharp eyes.

"Hehe... the old man is still the old man, he is worthy of going out of Hangu with King Wu, pulling Yiyang, and killing King Ji of Zhou!"

Ying Zheng smiled brightly at this moment.

He never denied the Marquis of Guannei, he was an old man, a very shrewd, even extremely shrewd, extremely scheming old man.

It seems that anyone in front of him can only be reduced to his plaything.

His smiles and anger sometimes seem to be unreasonable, sometimes they seem cruel and completely unreasonable. In fact, everything is under his control.

"Zhao Gao, order [-] tiger and ben troops to prepare for the Lishan King's Tomb!"

Suddenly, Ying Zheng waved his hand and ordered directly.

It seems that in his opinion, the war on Mr. Pingyuan has been calmed down.

"Your Majesty, something is wrong! The princes have not dispatched troops yet, and the three hundred guards of the Marquis of Guannei have all died in battle, and Lord Pingyuan is still watching him outside the city!"

"Why don't I send an order to General Meng Tian to send troops to capture the thief!"

Zhao Gao's expression changed, and he hurriedly reminded him.

"Hehehe, Zhao Gao, Zhao Gao, your vision is too short-sighted. Do you think that Guan Neihou only took action with three hundred soldiers?"

Ying Zheng shook his head and smiled. At this moment, he seemed to be in a good mood, and he didn't think Zhao Gao was wordy at all.

"Does the Marquis of Guannei have any killer moves?"

Zhao Gao was astonished and puzzled.

"Hmph, the old man's move is just an introduction. He killed 300 people, but what was killed was the thoughts of 36 princes and 13 troops!"

"Nowadays, the princes of the 36 Routes all hope that the Marquis of Guannei will raise his arms and rush into Xianyang to seize the kingship. However, the move of the Marquis of Guannei not only forced Lord Pingyuan to a dead end, but also the other princes have no choice. If they make another move, only There is no reason to be successful if you can bear the infamy!"

"At this time, what do you think they will do?"

Ying Zheng sneered, and as he spoke, his eyes shone with wisdom, as if he had seen through the shrewdness of Guan Neihou's move.

(End of this chapter)