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Chapter seven hundred and forty first: family feud

Xia Luqi glanced at Wei Yan below, then took back his sword, stared at Wei Yan for a while and said, "Since that's the case! I'll let you go!"

"Thank you, General Xia! You tied him up to me," Sima Zhao bowed to Xia Luqi, looked at Wei Yan who was unwilling to accept it, and ignored him.

This time, Wei Yan's defeat was because Sima Yi used the method too extreme. Arrows were originally rare. When Sima Yi arrived, he was rich and generous. He released more than 200,000 pieces in one breath. Although the casualties were all alleviated, there were not many bundles of arrows in his hand.

Ying Dang, who was behind, looked at the rising sun. Before his feet were bathed in the sun, he couldn't help but be amazed. Sima Yi was indeed amazing. This time he miscalculated.

Sima Yi turned around and faced Ying Dang. He took off the wine gourd in his hand, handed it to Ying Dang and said with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness! Sima Yi thanked me here again!"

Ying Dang's face was gloomy, and he took out the tiger talisman in his arms and handed it to Sima Yi. Sima Yi reached out to take it, but felt a huge force stuck on the tiger talisman. Obviously, this guy didn't want to let go.

Sima Yi did not try hard, but tried hard to keep a smile and looked at Yingdang: "What! General Yingdang wants to go back on his word?"

"Hahaha... General Sima was joking! But when General Sima took the jade pendant, there was another question to ask!" Ying Dang touched his beard, with a smile on his face, but at the same time he was still a little solemn in his eyes.

"Oh! What do you mean! General, please say it straight!" Sima Yi used some force and found that Ying Dang was extremely tightly in control. Looking at Sima Yi, his eyes were not sure what he was thinking.

"Sima Yi! Are you really willing to do something wrong with me for Ying Zheng?" Ying Dang's voice was so low that only Sima Yi and Ying Dang could hear it.

"What does General Yingdang mean? You and I are both subordinates of the king, so don't do this!" Sima Yi used his left hand and grabbed the tiger talisman in Yingdang's hand. The hostility on his body became heavier and heavier. The tiger's eyes looked at Yingdang, stood up, and patted Yingdang's shoulder: "I hope you can do it yourself! The position of the king is not something you can think about. You should think about what will happen in the future and what should you do!"

"You......" Ying Dang tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart. His tiger eyes looked at Sima Yi, and almost spit out the real fire. He had half his sleeves... Ying Dang sighed. The bonfire had gone out and the sun was also igniting. Ying Dang murmured to himself: "Maybe you can really! I can try it too!"

"Lord! Could it be that you really handed over these 30,000 troops to him!" Meng Ben behind looked serious and there was a little Jiaozuo on his face. If this is true, then they would be really in danger.

Ying Dang opened the kettle behind him, stood up and looked down, slowly lifting the water out, filled with a lot of smoke and dust, and looked melancholy: "What else can you do? If you don't believe it, you'll be heard by others, then I'm in danger. How can I command the army?"

Sima Yi was walking on the roadside and the surrounding generals quickly approached. Sima Yi casually found a carriage to do it. At this moment, Sima Yan! Luo Shixin and the others came.

"How is the battle?"

"In this battle, our army suffered less than 3,000 casualties. More than 15,000 enemy soldiers were killed, more than 3,000 prisoners were captured, and one or two thousand fish that escaped the net! This is a great victory!" As soon as he said that, Sima Yan was excited. This was his first time to receive the baptism of war. This was not unusually good, but very good.

"But we also suffered corresponding losses in this battle. This time, we lost more than 70,000 arrows. Not to mention those collected, there were countless arrows burned. The people in the city hated us to the core. We reduced their houses, one house and two houses, and the whole city's houses were affected!" Luo Shixin's face was also embarrassed. Now the entire Qin soldiers were rejected, and everyone was in danger and dared not move.

Sima Yi smiled, his hands reached each other on his knees, and said with a smile: "This matter is no longer important. I will pass on my order. If anyone resists, don't let anyone go!"

"Is it a bit too much for the general to do this..." Luo Shixin hesitated.

Sima Yi's face was calm: "For those who disobey, I have always been a warning to everyone!"

"But the general......"

"Okay! Quickly send an order to General Wang Jian! Just tell them not to worry about food and grass. We will deal with the next thing. Let him continue to attack the city!" Sima Yi pulled out the arrow on the ground and looked at the arrow body carefully. His voice seemed hoarse, looking at the complacent Sima Yan: "You kid, be quiet. This battle is just the beginning. You are not too proud of yourself yet!"

"The general is not good..."

"So what's wrong! Did Li Xiaogong lead his troops back?" Sima Yi's face was gloomy.

"No! General Meng Ben and General Sima Zhao! General Xia Luqi held each other, and both sides refused to give in to each other!"

"Meng Ben?" Sima Yi's fingers drooped on the sword, and his face changed slightly. What's going on? These two people who were completely incomparable to each other were all fighting each other.

"Follow me to see..."

Meng Ben walked over with Meng Haigong and the other two, followed by Ma Saifei and Zhu Rong. Meng Ben looked down at Sima Zhao: "Boy! I hand over this Wei Yan, I will take care of your personal favor!"

Sima Zhao pressed the sword in his hand, and behind him was Wei Yan, who was tied up in a large variety of hair. Now Wei Yan was disheveled and his tiger eyes stared at Meng Ben and couldn't help laughing: "I think who you are! Your two younger brothers died under my knife that day, so I feel happy! Why do you want to take revenge now? Give me a happy one!"

When Meng Ben heard this, his whole body was getting angry and was about to step up, he saw Xia Luqi, who was beside Sima Zhao, stepping forward, blocking Meng Ben, looking down at him: "Please respect yourself!"

"General Meng! This person was asked by the king! Even if you have any grudges, you will be taken back and will be taken care of by the king. Now he! You can't move!" Sima Zhao was already a tough guy. How could he vomit out the things he got? At that time, not only would Xia Luqi look down on him, but how would he lead the army in the future?

"So! There is no way to talk about it today! Brothers, do it for me!" The soldiers behind Meng Ben were all their own soldiers and were not under their jurisdiction. The soldiers behind him only listened to Meng Ben's order and pulled out their swords.
Chapter completed!
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