The moonlight shines under the black military tent, and the bonfires at both places are shining, adding a hint of color to the night.

Outside the gate of Yangdi Camp

The goalkeeper Bian Zhuang was wearing military armor, with a combat knife on his waist, holding a Xuanhua axe in his hand, and followed hundreds of soldiers guarding the gate, always guarding against Wang Jian leaving the city to sneak attack the military camp.

On the path, Yingying lights flashed. The six Qin Dynasty heads Fan Sui led a carriage and horse to the Korean army's tent. The inside was filled with gold, silver, jewelry, and good wines. This appearance attracted the attention of Bian Zhuang, and immediately shouted angrily: "Who is coming? The military camp is important, and you must not get close. If you don't leave, kill it on the spot!"

Bian Zhuang shouted and moved forward with an axe. The soldiers under his command also raised a first-level alert, unsheathed their swords and arrows on the long bow. Whenever something was found, they immediately called everyone and killed the troops on the spot.

"General, please calm down! I am the envoy of Qin. This time I am coming for peace talks. I will meet King Han! General, please calm down!" Fan Sui's legs were a little weak. Looking at Bian Zhuang's fierce axe, he suddenly lost confidence.

"Oh! Who are you?" Bian Zhuangzi did not believe this person easily, his expression gradually became colder, and he couldn't help but hold the sword on his waist with his right hand.

"I am the six heads of Qin State Fan Sui. The two behind me are Wang Yu and Wang Pu!" Fan Sui had a simple smile on his face, but with his treacherous expression, it really made people feel no kindness.

Bian Zhuang looked at the three of them carefully. Fan Sui was wearing a gray coat and a hair crown. He was only seven feet long. He was smiling on his face, but his eyes were getting worse and worse, and he was like a villain in the dark.

Wang Yu, behind him, had a straight face, was wearing armor, a sword, a beard with a horoscope, a strong expression, eight feet long, his eyes were like copper bells, he had a helmet, and a general's aura.

Compared to him, Wang Pu was a little thinner, looking like a literati and poet, with a timid look on his eyes, as if he had never seen such a scene before.

Bian Zhuang looked at the three of them and waved his hand immediately: "Search the clothes of the three of them, and take them all down. Without my order, you must not let go without authorization!"

"No!" The soldiers on both sides were all soldiers who did not disobey Bian Zhuang and stepped forward one after another. Fan Sui and Wang Pu actively cooperated, but Wang Yu looked reluctant and even the sword on his waist was removed. He stared at the soldiers in front of him with a wide eyebrow, hoping to beat him up, but the soldier was not cowardly and confident. He pushed him and went back with the sword. Wang Yu was so angry that he wanted to take action. Fan Sui blocked him repeatedly and secretly gave a wink to signal him not to be impulsive.

"Hmph!" Wang Yu hummed in anger and stood behind Fan Sui honestly, looking unhappy.

In the main account

All the generals in the army gathered here and began to discuss how to take Yangdi. Wang Jian actually chose to take the old capital of South Korea as the decisive battle point, which is undoubtedly the bottom line for challenging Han Yi.

So! This battle must be won and must be completed quickly.

"Report to the King! The Qin envoy Fan Sui is outside the gate and wants to meet the King!" Pang Wanchun entered the hall and bowed and spoke, and suddenly the many generals in the hall ignited a lot of anger.

"Oh!" Han Yi turned around with a brush in his hand, with a hint of suspicion and playing in his eyes. He looked at everyone with a smile and said, "Dear friends! Do you think I'll see you or not!"

"Hahahaha! It doesn't matter whether you don't see him or not! Anyway, Wang Jian is doomed this time!" Cheng Yaojin patted his big belly, looking like he didn't care at all.

"This person still needs to meet you, see what Qin State is going to say!" Wu Qi also expressed his opinion at this moment.

Han Yi pinched his beard, raised his mouth slightly, and his mouth was full of playfulness: "Since that's the case, then... see you!"

"No!" Pang Wanchun nodded and agreed. In half a stick of incense, he saw Fan Sui bringing Wang Yu and Wang Pu to the hall.

"Foreign minister Fan Sui, pay homage to King Han! I wish King Han a long life and heavenly mercy!" Fan Sui looked clever and said all compliments.

Wang Yuhe seemed very disdainful, holding Wang Ling in her hand, without even the intention of moving. Wang Pu wanted to salute, but after thinking about it carefully, he bent down stiffly.

Han Yi casually pulled out Yu Mao from the brush. Yu Guang glanced at Wang Yu and Wang Pu, and asked casually: "What are the names of the two next!"

"Fuping Wang Yu!" Wang Yugang was not afraid and looked at Han Yi, which made everyone in the hall feel a little sunny towards Wang Yu.

"Fuping Wang Pu!" Wang Pu's voice was a little weak and he had no confidence. When Han Yi asked, his adrenaline limit soared, his face turned red and his ears red, and his back appeared cold sweat, as if he was falling into rain.

"Tsk tsk!" Han Yi tsk tsk twice, put down his brush, stared at Fan Sui and said, "Mr. Fan! Tell me what you want."

Han Yi still had a certain understanding of Fan Sui. He had many medals, such as politicians, strategists, strategists, and diplomats. His most famous political method was to alienate King Zhao and replace Lian Po, which led to the Battle of Changping. It can be said that he was not inferior to Zhang Yi, and even more dangerous than Zhang Yi. Han Yi also had the idea of ​​killing. If such a talent is not used by him, he could only kill him.

"The foreign minister is here to hope that the King of Han will release my 270,000 troops from the Qin Dynasty. The Qin State is willing to ced the land of Liang State to compensate the King of Han for the losses in this battle and pay 300,000 stones of food and grass!" Fan Sui said with a smile, as if in his opinion, this was a good deal.

"Oh!" Han Yi was slightly surprised, pretending to shine with his eyes, looking around the soldiers around him, and laughed: "Dear friends! This seems to be a good deal!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Some people in the tent burst into laughter, some people showed contempt in their eyes, and even Yue Fei met with him straightforwardly: "King! He fought every year, and countless casualties. You must not let Wang Jian go easily!"

"Yeah!" Han Yi looked at Fan Sui with a smile, playing with the jade cicada in his hand casually, staring at Fan Sui and said, "Mr. Fan, you heard that there are many people and soldiers who died in this battle! Did you not have any expression in Qin?"

"Haha!" Fan Sui laughed dryly and bowed to Han Yi, "Let's do this, our country is willing to pay another 200,000 stones of food and grass to soothe the people of the Han Dynasty, and pay 30% of the taxes to the Han Dynasty every year to calm the people. Our country is willing to worship the Han Dynasty as the sect leader and pay tribute every year!"

"Oh!" Han Yi was stunned, and then his eyes filled with murderous intent and said, "Is the King of Qin really a big deal, but just relying on these!" Han Yi said this, staring at Fan Sui and questioned: "Do you think it's enough?"

"What do King Han want?" Fan Sui smiled embarrassedly. As the saying goes, he is talking about him.

"I... don't want to do anything!" Han Yi dragged his narrow voice, and the momentum around him began to condense, and murderous aura surged. The generals knew that his king had already had murderous intent.

"Since Shen Bu Yao Cheng defended Wang Ye, more than 400,000 soldiers died in the hands of your Qin State. In the Battle of the Three Jins, 38,000 soldiers were killed in the battle of 523 soldiers, more than 80,000 people were displaced, more than 43,000 soldiers were killed in the Battle of Seven Kingdoms, 80,000 soldiers in the Battle of Pingyang, and Liu Gu, Four Kingdoms, Wang Ye, Zhong Hui, Meng Yuan, etc.... A total of twelve generals died in the hands of your Qin State. There were also this battle of Yingchuan, and millions left their hometowns...! This is a clear stroke! Can you Qin State calculate it clearly?" Han Yi's eyes turned red when he said this. He suddenly kicked the seat, and suddenly something scattered all over the ground.

Fan Sui and others staggered, covered in cold cicadas, and took three steps back in a row, not daring to speak.

"General Shen Buhe died in great pains, General Meng Yuan fought to the death, Lieutenant General Zhong Hui was killed by your Qin General Meng Tian. If you don't kill Wang Jian today, you will not be able to eliminate my hatred!" Han Yi suddenly slapped the table, pointed at Fan Sui, and shouted angrily: "Come here! Drag him out and behead him!"

"The two countries will not kill the envoys when they are in war! King Han will calm down!" Fan Sui felt cold and quickly accused him of guilt. At this moment, he was a little scared, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Catch it!" Jia Fu and Yuwen Chengdu stepped forward from left to right and pressed the three of them directly.

"King Han! This person is the six poems of my Qin State, and it is also the response of my Qin State. Are you going to die?" Wang Yu asked hysterically, his eyes full of red light.

"Ahh!" Han Yi was so angry!" You are the six poems of Qin, the response of Qin. It's amazing. Qin has long been with Gu. Not to mention killing you and your entire mission, even Xianyang, Gu can kill you and behead him! He dragged it out and killed him! This person named Wang Pu stayed and asked him to go back to pass the message and tell him Ying Zheng! You didn't let Gu clean his neck and wait, let him wash it first. In less than a year, Gu will definitely kill him to Xianyang!"

"Ah...!" Wang Pu was so scared that he sat on the ground, while Fan Sui and Wang Yu were dragged out, dragging and scolding.

"Crack...ah!" Two screams, then mixed with the sound of human heads falling to the ground, two bloody Taoist heads were put into the box and sent in by Pang Wanchun, and handed them to Wang Pu who was sitting on the ground. The blood was flowing out along the gap.

"Get out!" Han Yi stared at Wang Pu with anger and shouted angrily. Wang Pu was so scared that he was so scared that he immediately walked out with two boxes in his arms.

Han Yi took a deep breath, his eyes burst out with endless murderous thoughts, and he looked at everyone and said, "Start up the attack, and take back Yangdi in one month, and the one who kills Wang Jian will become the twelfth marquis!"

"I swear to repay you with death!" Everyone shouted angrily after receiving the order, and they all began to be much more excited. Wang Jian and the others must have taken it.

Hangu Pass

Wang Pu returned to Xianyang tremblingly, and his whole body was overshadowed. He put the box in front of the hall, and cried to Ying Zheng, "King... Lord Fan Sui..."

Ying Zheng and the other five stared at the two boxes in front of them, their faces pale, and the remaining five looked at each other, feeling that something was wrong, while Ying Zheng's face turned pale, his face was full of evil spirits, and his fingers were pinched. After a while, he asked Baili Xi beside him, "Have the army in China arrived?"

"King! All the generals will arrive in half a day!" Baili Xi's spine was cold and his words were a little unsightly. He looked a little afraid when he looked at Ying Zheng.

"Tell me the king's order, and fight Han Yi to the death with the whole country." Ying Zheng waved his sleeves and left, the murderous intent in his eyes became increasingly solemn.

Baili Xi, Shang Yang, and Lu Buwei looked at each other in surprise. They knew that next would be a bloody storm, and these two emperors would have to compete for their superiority and death.

Outside Yangdi City

Han Yi rode Xiaobai, and his black eyes looked at the Qin army on the city wall. Han Yi shouted angrily: "Let the Qin army on the city wall be here, I am Han Wangyi, you have no room for resistance, and the food and grass in the city can't be supplied for a few days. I will give you a chance. Those who put down their weapons will avoid death, and those who kill Wang Jian will be granted the Marquis of Wanhu! Go or Liu Er, wait for yourself to weigh it!"

"I'm so arrogant!" Wang Ben, who was guarding the city, suddenly slapped the corner of the wall, took off his bow and arrow, and squinted and shouted Han Yi angrily.

"Swoosh!" The cold arrow was like the wind, but Han Yi had no intention of moving. He just stood there. Seeing the cold arrow coming, a black shadow flashed in the next second, directly cutting off the arrow.

Han Yi's face turned pale, he pulled out the sword of Emperor Hseng in his arms, showed murderous intent, and shouted angrily: "Kill!"

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"Prepare for war!"

"Boom boom boom boom!" Wang Jian looked at the soldiers behind and shouted angrily: "Arrow ready!"

"Charge!" The shouts of killing like mountains and seas were pressing down on Yangdi City. The huge creatures such as ladders, catapults, and crossbows were like machines, rumbling forward and constantly pushing forward. Compared with them, people seemed extremely small.

Yue Fei turned over and got off the war horse, holding a sharp sword, and shouted loudly: "Soldiers! It's time to take revenge, follow me to charge!"

"Kill!" Yue Yun took the lead, with shields on both hands, and the two hammers in his hands were scribing behind him. The tiger's eyes stared at the enemy in front of him. Yue Yun suddenly rushed up, and the soldiers behind him were carrying cloud ladders.

"put!"

"Swoosh...swoosh...!" Cold arrows were flying around, like a loom, shooting through the enemy army like blooming flowers, extremely gorgeous and tragic.

Under the premise that these soldiers were paving the way with their lives, the Korean army quickly approached the corner, and the proportion of death gradually increased.

"Arrowman! Suppress!" Jia Fu led tens of thousands of archers to set up the formation in turn, and tens of thousands of arrows were fired at once. The enemy troops in the city could only temporarily avoid the edge.

"Press up" Yue Yun saw the opportunity coming, and greeted the soldiers behind him to dangle the cloud ladder onto the city wall.

Thousands of cloud ladders stood across the city wall. Wang Jian looked solemn and immediately shouted angrily: "Turethane! Hurry!"

"Shaha...Shaha!" Buckets of tincture oil were constantly throwing towards the ladder. The ladder was burning and the sound of a barrel was clattering. A few smoke kept rising in the air. Han Yi looked behind him and hugged his chest with his hands and said, "If you continue to fight like this, the casualties will be too heavy! What are your dear friends?"

"King! The weather is hot right now, what do people need most!" Zhuge Liang shook the feather fan in his hand, chuckled with thin lips, and looked confident.
Chapter completed!