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Chapter 186: The Last Days of Handan (4)

"What's the news about your general?"

In Xuebu Lane in Handan City, in a secret hut, Wei Zhong, the clerk of the Prime Minister's Mansion of Zhao, lowered his voice and looked at the Qin army spies in front of him.

"Wesheren don't have to be so careful, they are all their own people."

Jing Su smiled and inadvertently raised her head slightly. The men standing around took a step back three steps and stuck to the corner of the wall.

Wei Zhong secretly let out a sigh of relief, his face much more relaxed. When he just entered this room, he obviously felt a strong murderous aura. The people in the room thought that they had suffered a lot of lives on their hands, which would have such a terrifying power.

I really don’t know how these people sneaked into Handan City. A cold sweat broke out on Wei Zhong’s back. Handan City seemed not very safe.

"Don't ask my general about it for now. What is the Prime Minister of Zhao thinking?"

Jing Su had met Guo Kai secretly, but Guo Kai did not disclose the news of his meeting with the Qin people, nor did he send anyone to arrest Jing Su.

He stepped on two boats and reserved a way out for himself. Jing Su understood Guo Kai's thoughts, and then seized the opportunity to persuade Guo Kai. After Meng Tian annihilated Hu Zhe's cavalry, Huan and Li Xin felt that Guo Kai was so happy that he had already stood on the side of the Qin army in the south city of Handan.

"My adult hopes to talk to the real person who makes the decision..."

"A person who makes the decision? Could it be that Lord Guo still wants to have an interview with the King of Qin in person?"

Jing Su's expression changed, she stared at Wei Zhong and shouted in a low voice.

Guo Kai has always insisted on talking to Meng Tian, ​​but Handan is the territory of Zhao State after all, and no one can tell whether Guo Kaike's meeting will be kidnapped under the name of a talk.

"If the King of Qin is here, that would be even better."

Wei Zhong laughed and said, he had learned the technique of erectile dysfunction and understood it very well. Now that Handan has not fallen, Guo Kaijian wants to sell it at a good price and must firmly guard his bottom line.

Who is Jing Su? Although he is brave enough to take the risk of stealing into Handan, he is just a spy leader. Guo Kai talks with Jing Su, and his identity is unequal. Not to mention losing his value, he is afraid that after conquering Handan, the Qin people will kick Guo Kai away.

Both parties in the negotiation are like both men and women who bargain with each other before going to bed. The easier it is to get, the cheaper it is.

Thinking of his experience of going to Nulu, Wei Zhong hardened his neck, gritted his teeth, and was reluctant to change his words.

"Hmph, you're sleeping in the sun, and your daydreams are beautiful!"

Jing Su snorted coldly and asked the King of Qin to come to Handan for talks. The king of Qin was not the stupid King Huai of Chu.

No matter how Jing Su exaggerated the power of the Qin army, Wei Zhong showed an indifferent look, with a standard and naughty smile on his face, which made Jing Su, who traveled all over the world with a big stick and a carrot, had no choice.

"I will report to my general, but when you go back, tell Prime Minister Guo and ask him to show sincerity as soon as possible. My general's patience is limited!"

As night falls, you can't see your fingers.

In the direction of the Zhao army's west city, with the protection of the night, a team of even more soldiers transporting food slowly appeared under the city gate.

"Open the door, brothers on the city wall and fellow villagers in Quzhou, are you bringing food for you!"

The familiar Zhao dialect came from the base of the city wall.

"Someone is coming to transport food again."

The Zhao army soldiers on the city wall shouted, and leaned out with the light of the torch, and indeed saw nearly a hundred ox carts carrying bags of food, which were round and round.

The Qin army under Handan City was short of troops and did not siege the city in full. During these days, the counties and townships in the east secretly transported grain to Handan. The Qin army sniped many grain transport teams, but there were still fish that missed the net.

In recent days, it is the day around the new moon. At night, the night is getting darker, and the Qin army has reduced the number of night patrols.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Zhao people from Dongbian County and Township stepped up the delivery of food to Handan.

"Open the door..."

The soldiers on the city wall shouted at the soldiers at the city gate.

"Slow down!"

The city gate jailed his eyes and glared at the yelling soldiers, shouting: "Don't be in a hurry to enter the city. I'll go down and check it carefully. If there is no problem, I'll put it in."

"Inspection, people take their lives to transport food to us, why is this person not humane?..."

The soldiers muttered in their hearts, but they did not dare to disobey the orders of the city gate supervisor. They hung a basket with ropes from the battlements and buried a soldier.

"Why haven't the door opened yet? We have been traveling for a day. Now we are tired and hungry. The Qin people don't know when they will come. What are you going to do with it!"

"Yes, yes, I heard that Handan is in trouble, so I even took out the food stored at home, but why do you Handan people still doubt us?"

"Hmph, the people in the capital are this Dexing!"

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The more food transporters, you say a word and I feel angry.

"Sorry, fellow villagers, I'm just following the orders. I'm just an order. I'm just a soldier, and there's no reason to make things difficult for you......"

The soldier obviously had never fought much. His face was childish and touched his head, looking a little embarrassed and kept bowing.

"Looking at you, you are a bitter child, so hurry up. I'm still waiting to enter Handan, roast the fire and warm your body!"

A middle-aged man with a sallow complexion walked out of the food transport team, shrank and shivered as the night wind blew.

"Heroic man, it's not okay to cook firewood. It's not easy to obtain firewood in Handan City now. The king has an order that in addition to cooking, everyone is forbidden to cook."

The soldiers took a look at these more soldiers. Some held wooden sticks in their hands, some held plows and hoes. Only one or two people were holding dilapidated bronze swords. They believed them seven or eight minutes in their hearts, and they blamed the nitpicking city gate supervisor for coming.

While talking, the soldier touched the sack on the car with his hands, which was bulging and gently brushed across the skin. After planting crops, he felt the smell of corn.

More than a dozen grain trucks passed by, and the soldiers did not find any problem. Walking backwards, the night was dark and dark, and strange sounds came from time to time, and the soldiers seemed to feel that ghosts were appearing.

"No problem, open the door!"

The soldier turned back and shouted to his companions on the city wall.

"Sir Jianzhi, can you open the door now?"

The soldiers looked at the villagers under the city wall, trembling in the night wind, but found no problems, and felt a little resentful towards the city gate prison.

Some grain transport teams have secretly transported grain to Handan, but they have not found any problems. The city gate supervisor's actions seem a bit unkind to the soldiers' eyes.

"What's fine, I clearly saw that there are some grain trucks that have not been inspected. I'm not afraid of ten thousand, but I'm afraid of it......"

As the city gate surveillance spoke, the city wall suddenly became noisy.

I saw three miles away, and there was a little ignition, swimming towards the direction of the Handan city wall.

The soldiers on the city wall stood high and could see clearly, and couldn't help but shout anxiously: "The Qin people are here, the Qin people are here!"

"Open the door quickly, open the door quickly!"

When the soldiers who had left the city saw it, they immediately panicked. They took two steps at a time, ran to the city gate, and knocked on the city gate hard.

"Open the door quickly, open the door quickly..."

The more soldiers who transported the grain turned around and saw the shadow of the Qin army, panicked and shouted anxiously.

"Sir Jianzhi, what should you do now?"

The soldiers' angry eyes fell on the city gate supervisor.

"Open the city gate first and let the grain truck come in. You and others should pay close attention to the Qin army outside the city. As long as the Qin army approaches, shoot arrows immediately!"

Jian Zhi frowned and stared at the torches moving outside the city. There were not many people, and there were at most one hundred riders.

"After putting the grain cart into the city, don't rush to enter the warehouse first. After the inspections are completed one by one, let these more soldiers leave. If there is no problem, if there are strong people, come to defend the city. Anyway, it doesn't matter how many people have died from Quzhou."

Jian Zhi had almost no authentic Handan people. As the capital of Zhao State, Handan had over the years, an ordinary Handan person, and his aunts and aunts behind him might know a big man.

If you want to recruit soldiers, you cannot recruit the people of Handan and get some descendants of nobles. Maybe who will command whom!

Seeing the grain trucks, they quickly entered the city. After hearing the prison's backhand, Meng Tian pretended to be a new soldier, lowered her head and said to herself:

"This small city gate prison is really not simple. Fortunately, I didn't attack the city in this way, otherwise I would have played a big game!"
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