The breeze blew by, and the air was filled with a slight smell of blood.

Very familiar feeling.

When I was a child, when I was in Handan City, the Qin army besieged the city, and the blood of the Zhao people was almost sprinkled in every corner of Handan City.

"Mother Queen, I remember that the military talismans of the Yongcheng Guards were kept by the Mother Queen?"

For no reason, Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Ji with a smile.

"The Ai family really doesn't know about Changxin Hou stealing military talismans..."

Zhao Ji tried to defend herself weakly, and her heart was filled with bitterness.

Yongcheng was close to the northern part, and as the ancient capital of Qin, there was a guard in charge of guarding. After Zhao Ji lived in seclusion in Yongcheng, he obtained the military power of this guard as the honor of the queen mother.

Except for Zhao Ji, only Lao Ai knew about the military talismans he collected in person. Zhao Ji, who was immersed in joy, lost all the secrets in front of Lao Ai. But at this time, Zhao Ji said that she didn't know how pale Lao Ai's rebellion seemed.

"Chang Xinhou is going to take my life, and did the queen mother not notice it at all?"

Ying Zheng held the Ding Qin sword in his hand tightly, and a flash of pain flashed in his eyes. The feeling of being abandoned and betrayed whipped his heart.

In his early years, Ying Zheng did not enjoy his father's love. Before he was nine years old, he had no impression of his father in his mind. The children on the streets of Handan ridiculed him and laughed at him, and were a wild breeder without Ahon.

When he was nine years old, he returned to Xianyang and Ying Zheng met his father, but King Zhuangxiang loved Cheng Qi. When he turned around, Zhao Ji found a new love, and he could not even enjoy the care of his mother.

Ying Zheng felt very bitter in his heart, but he had nowhere to tell him that as King Qin, he could not show his inner weakness to anyone.

But his only relative, Zhao Ji, who was in love with him and his mother and son, silently allowed Lao Li to act recklessly. The dignified and long-time Marquis, just a male favorite, had the courage to rebel against the monarch.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng hated Lao Ai's boldness and a little resented Zhao Ji, who had once depended on each other.

Zhao Ji turned her head away and did not dare to look at Ying Zheng. A line of tears fell from her face, either losing her son or losing her lover. Two painful emotions, like ice and fire, churning in her body.

"Report!" A messenger rushed over, "Left Prime Minister, the Langzhong Ling led his troops to block the rebels, but our army had few soldiers and could not defeat the rebels immediately!"

"I am passing the orders of my people, stabilize the front and wait for reinforcements!"

The Qinian Palace has a good geographical advantage. Even if the troops are insufficient, as long as the dispatch is properly arranged, there is no problem to block the rebels. The guards near Yongcheng guard the ancient capital have almost never been on the battlefield, with an advantage in the number of people, but their combat power is far less than that of the Langwei who is responsible for guarding the king.

The county soldiers who came in and the tribesmen contacted by Rong Zhai Jungong were not even familiar with the methods of fighting formations, so it was not worth worrying about.

The rebels could not attack the Qinian Palace for a long time, and Lao Ai was very worried. The longer the time delayed, the more unfavorable the opportunity would be for him.

"Mr. Rong Zhai Jungong, the blood of you and your tribe members flows in the blood of your Rong people. You are born warriors. How dare you ask Mr. Rong Zhai Jungong to take the first position for me?"

Ling Qi gave Lao Ai a look. After Lao Ai understood, he took Rong Zhai Jungong's hand, half an order and half a plea.

"Marquis Changxin, since King Zhaoxiang destroyed Yiqu, my tribe and my tribe members have never experienced war again..."

Rong Zhai Jungong could not resist Lao Ai's enthusiasm and seemed very embarrassed. When he was in a rebellion, Changxin Hou promised that as long as the Rong people were strong and responsible for contacting the Huns outside the pass.

After the demise of Yiqu, Qin State dispersed Yiqu people all over the place and did not recruit Rong people to join the army. Over the years, Rong people gradually integrated into the Qin people and became accustomed to the days of farming with peace of mind. Rong Zhai Jungong's ancestors belonged to the nobles of Yiqu. Although Qin State appointed him as the king, he did not allow him to be an official, but he only supported him with delicious food and drink.

Lao Ai sent someone to contact him and promised that after the coup was successful, he would be allowed to become a monarch with actual fiefdom. Only then did he unable to resist the temptation and lead his tribe members to come.

"At this point, if you fail, you will be able to be rebellious. Rong Zhai Jungong has no way out!" Zuo Yiji looked cold and pointed at the direction of Qinian Palace. "At this time, the little Qin King is afraid that he knows who is opposing him. If he fails, Rong Zhai Jungong will be waiting to be killed in the three clans!"

"Mr. Rong Zhai, don't think so much, let's take a try!" Ling Qi persuaded him kindly.

"Hey, it seems that there is no way to not fight hard!"

Rong Zhai Jungong cursed in his heart that Lao Ai deceived his feelings, and his relatives on the grassland, who had not yet broken through the direction of the Great Wall after so long.

The Rong people who chose to follow Rong Zhai Jungong have not forgotten the tradition of martial arts in their ancestors. After joining the battle, they seemed extremely brave and put a lot of pressure on Langwei who guarded the Qinian Palace.

For a moment, the defense line of Qinian Palace seemed to be in danger.

"Meng Tian, ​​don't let me down!"

Ying Zheng stood on the high platform and looked at Lao Ai standing on the copper carriage, his face sank like water. Ying Zheng had to admit that he underestimated this fake eunuch. When he used him to compete for power with Lu Buwei, Lao Ai completed the task outstandingly, which made Lu Buwei suffer all the hardships.

A man like Lu Buwei, who was a businessman, had to plot against anything and did not dare to give up. He was completely defeated by Ying Zheng and became a tiger locked in a cage. But he didn't expect that Lao Ai finally chose to take a gamble, which seemed much more apt than Lu Buwei.

I heard that the guy under Lao Ai could turn the copper wheel. Ying Zheng looked at Lao Ai's waist and hips behind the shaft of the car, and snorted softly from his nose.

When I caught Lao Ai, I would have someone cut it off!

"The reinforcements from the five doctors Tian have arrived!"

Song Wu kept staring at the direction of Xianyang, and saw a black wave rushing over the road, vaguely, and the sound of war horses neighing.

The leading knight was tall and mighty, holding a roaring battle flag in his hand, with an extremely familiar word "Meng".

"Congratulations to the King, the reinforcements of the five doctors Tian have quelled the Xianyang rebellion and arrived in time!"

Jing Kai's heart was filled with joy, and he squeezed Song Wu behind him and ran to Ying Zheng to report this great news. Staying in the palace for many years, Jing Kai has figured out a unique philosophy of survival. When you encounter good news, you will be the only chance to face your husband.

Ying Zheng held Qin Jian's hand tightly and couldn't help but let go of some strength. Beneath the rebel's nose, Ying Zheng was calm on his face, but still had a little nervousness in his heart.

"Rise the crossbow, line up, and shoot arrows!"

Meng Tian ordered his personal soldiers to blew the horn of the order, and the "whimper" sound spread from afar.

The Qin army used the golden drum flags as a tool for transmission, but the cavalry was very excited and it was quite inconvenient to carry the golden drums. The cavalry that waved the flags, set up signals, and charged forward had to turn around from time to time to check the commands of the general. There were so many inconveniences for the golden drum flags. Later, Meng Tian simply borrowed the practice of the Hu people and used the horn to transmit the commands.

The "swoosh" sound continued, and fell into the rebel army, and a large area was shot down.

Meng Tian's cavalry, in groups of four horses, three groups, lined up in neat storm formations, and the horses kept rushing straight up.
Chapter completed!