Saint Qin Batu

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But Yan Dan is one of those few people.

The country of Yan is too small and too weak, so weak that most of the schools of thought, talented people and strangers are unwilling to set foot on this land, and there are only a few people who use such weird tricks.

As far as weirdness is concerned, in today's world, the Yin-Yang family is undoubtedly the most important.

With hesitant eyes, Yan Dan's right hand slowly moved to the hilt of Mo Mei's sword.The powerful right hand couldn't help but grabbed the hilt of the sword.

"Revenge!" Yan Dan raised the eyebrows in his hands high, and shouted with a trace of sadness in his heavy voice.

"Vengeance! Revenge!"

"Vengeance! Revenge!"

Under the white banner, more than a hundred Mohist disciples in plain clothes knelt down one after another, shouting the words "revenge" in their mouths.

Yan Dan looked around at a group of Mohist disciples kneeling on the ground with fiery and adoring eyes, guilt flashed in his eyes.

In the distance, Concubine Yan, who was dressed as a princess, stood silently in an inconspicuous place, watching Yan Dan who was in the middle of her voice, with a slight smile on her lips.

As Yan Dan became a Mohist giant, the Mohist family, which was still in a neutral state, began to transfer various resources to the bank of Yishui in Yan Kingdom.

Summer passed and winter came, and several months passed, and Concubine Yan, who was already pregnant, gradually grew bigger.

"Husband, the weather is getting colder, let's drink some hot soup."

One night when the north wind howled, Concubine Yan came to Yandan's study with a bowl of warm soup as usual.On the graceful cheeks, there was a faint smile.

"Put it there..." Yan Dan, who was busy, didn't look at Concubine Yan, and said without raising his head as he still looked at the bamboo slips in his hand.

"Husband, you are already tired enough these days, go to rest earlier..." Looking at Yan Dan's tired face, Concubine Yan couldn't help but said with some distress.

"Qin's army has gradually stabilized the old lands of Zhao and Wei, and the battle may be in these few months. I am the prince of Yan. If I don't make sufficient preparations, won't the soldiers die?"

In Yan Dan's tone, there seemed to be some impatience, and the already tired face was even more bored.

"Husband..."

Concubine Yan stared blankly at Yan Dan who looked bored, her voice couldn't help trembling a bit.

Yan Dan looked at the bamboo slips in his hand, sighed lightly, and said, "You go..."

A hot current slowly gushed out from Concubine Yan's eyes, she knew that Yan Dan probably already knew that the strange spell in the Six Fingers Heixia was cast by herself.Since then, Yan Dan's attitude towards him has become more and more indifferent day by day.

However, even so, Concubine Yan never regretted it.A few years ago, when she married Yan Dan, she already knew that she was no longer the former Concubine Yan, but the current Crown Princess Yan, Fei Yan.

As a wife, what she thinks about now is no longer the country and the country, nor the interests of the sect, but how to care for her husband and raise her children to make this family more warm.

Concubine Yan gently put down the hot soup in her hand, and walked out the door with regret.

"squeak!"

There was an ear-piercing sound from the wooden door, Yan Dan raised his head slowly, looked at the figure walking slowly outside the window, and sighed softly, the complex look in his eyes became more and more intense.

"I'm sorry, I'm a Mohist tycoon, and I'm also the Crown Prince of Yan Kingdom..."

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281章 战败

The howling north wind brought the first heavy snow in Qin.The original heavy Xianyang City has also become a world covered in silver.

After October, Qin Chuan in Sanbaili gained even more harvest than before.At this time, only two months have passed, and the joy of harvest has not yet passed.

And this auspicious white snow makes everyone yearn for the future life even more.

The six Yaodong kingdoms that were once powerful have disappeared one by one in the hands of the current king.And the huge dividends brought by the war made the old Qin people who were not afraid of death even more jealous.

However, in this beautiful world after the snow, a piece of news of Yan's defeat was transmitted back to Xianyang City.

On the huge court hall, inside the hollowed-out stone pillars, warm coals made this supposedly cold hall feel like a spring day.

The officials in thick fur coats had a fine layer of sweat on their heads.In the entire hall, there was a heavy sense of oppression.

And the source of this sense of oppression is naturally Ying Zheng who is sitting on top of the hall at this time.

"Snapped!"

The bamboo slips filled with military reports drew a beautiful parabola in the hall and landed in front of the clear water pool.

"The 20 elite were defeated by the 2 weak Yan army. [-] people were lost, who can tell the widow, who will bear such a record!"

Ying Zheng half-closed his eyes, and his stern face was covered with a thick layer of frost.

As a veteran of the court and a close friend of the commander Wang Jian, Meng Ao glanced lightly at the bamboo slips on the ground, cupped his hands, and saluted and said: "Your Majesty, the defeat of our army this time is really due to the Mohist organization. Wang Jian When the general was halfway across, he was attacked by Xuanwu, an underwater mechanism beast.

After landing, he was attacked by the main force of the Yan army, and the white tiger, an organ beast, assisted him.This defeat is not a crime of war. "

"That being said, General Wang Jian also has a lot of responsibility..." As soon as Meng Ao's words fell, Xiong Qi also stood up and confronted him tit for tat.

"Wang Jian has an army of 20 in his hands. Facing the weak Yan army, he underestimates the enemy and advances aggressively. Even if the Yan army receives great assistance from the Mohist family, he cannot shirk his responsibility."

Behind the bead curtain, Ying Zheng's expression didn't change at all.Slowly picked up a bamboo slip from the table again, and said: "This is the book of Wang Jian's blaming, everyone, do you have any objections?"

"The minister waits for the second opinion!"

A group of ministers, no matter they support Xiong Qi's Chu family, or Meng Ao's old Qin and Yaodong families, at this moment, they dare not disobey Ying Zheng.

What's more, Wang Jian had already lost a battle, and Ying Zheng just cut off his post of coach, which is really speechless.

After all the ministers finished expressing their views, Ying Zheng said again: "The three armies cannot be without a commander for a day. Order Wang Ben to go north to replace Wang Jian as commander. The division of Daliang will be replaced by deputy general Meng Wu."

"Here!" Wei Liao, who is a national lieutenant and nominally in charge of the national army, nodded and responded.

As for Xiong Qi, there is no objection to this decision.Today's Chu family is absolutely weak, not to mention, the famous generals in the court of Qin State are like swallows, and among the Chu family, no one can take on this important task.

"Go back!"

"Congratulations to the king!"

In the harem, Ying Zheng handled government affairs as usual.And below, it was Li Si who carefully taught Fu Su and Meng Yi.As for Meng Tian, ​​he has already gone to the front line of Qin and Chu.

After destroying Yan State, Qin State's next goal is Chu State.

Ying Zheng didn't pay much attention to what happened above the court.Even the defeat of the Yan Kingdom, Ying Zheng never took it to heart.

Although the State of Yan has achieved a certain victory this time, the combat effectiveness between the Yan Army and the Qin Army is not above the same level after all.

Moreover, because Yandan gave up the strong city for a sneak attack, he chose to fight the Qin army in the field.Even if it is a small victory, it will definitely be exhausted.As long as the Qin army can defeat the Yan army once, the Yan army that has lost its fighting spirit will surely become a lamb under the sword of the Qin army.

What really annoyed Ying Zheng was the Mo family who possessed all sorts of strange tricks.