On a high peak, a man dressed as a farmer, with dark skin and one arm exposed, looked here, looking at the place where the fierce light and thick smoke intersected, and his body staggered for a while, almost falling.
The confident enthusiasm before was gone.
"Master Wu, I have told you a long time ago that the Qin army has weapons that can threaten the rebel army. Why don't you listen? It's fine now. We will lose 40% before the army arrives. Let's see how you explain it to Xiang Gong."
The speaker was Zhang Liang, who was also looking at the situation down the mountain. There was no joy or sorrow on his face, but he could not hide his contempt for Wu Guang.
Yes, this farmer was Wu Guang, who was recruited by Xiang Gong together with Chen Sheng to organize a rebel army.
If Li Zhao knew about it, he would have felt that history was a lie. Chen Sheng and Wu Guang were supposed to have revolted in Daze Mountain during the era of Qin II, but they never wanted to appear here in advance.
And there is another point. Historically, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang's uprising was in the name of Fusu, who was sentenced to death, and the late Chu general Xiang Yan, but at this moment they were ordered by Xiang Gong.
History has changed.
Wu Guang's face suddenly changed, he scratched his scalp back and forth with both hands, looked at Zhang Liang with pleading eyes, and said anxiously: "Military advisor, what should I do?"
"Don't let Duke Xiang know about this defeat, otherwise Wu Guang will die." Wu Guang was afraid.
"Hehe!" Zhang Liang wiped his lips and smiled, "As long as you obey me, I will naturally not inform Mr. Xiang. Of course, I can also let you turn defeat into victory, capture Ying Zheng, and make your first contribution."
"Really?" Wu Guang's eyes widened and he stared at Zhang Liang gratefully.
"Of course!" Zhang Liang looked down and said slowly, "The weapon of the Qin army is explosion. There is no one else that can match it. It is unknown how much explosion there is at the moment. We need to test it and wait until all its explosive weapons are used up." , is our opportunity."
"What does the military advisor mean?" Wu Guang asked urgently, seemingly understanding something.
Zhang Liang waved his hand, "Yes, the Qin army is weak now. They can only defend and wait for reinforcements, and will never attack. We only need to attack locally to test and use up their explosive weapons."
"Miaoye!"
Wu Guang gave a thumbs up in praise, and then ordered to go.
Time goes back to a few days ago, in Xianyang, in the back garden, Yang Zi was playing with the flowers and plants.
When autumn comes, the trees wither and the flowers wither and petals fall.
Yang Zi looked at the cyclamen that had lost its vitality with a gloomy expression and sighed.
Suddenly.
"Ouch!" Her slender hand was pricked by something unknown, and she let out a low moan, and blood flowed out. She quickly reached into her mouth and sucked, feeling very bad.
Then her eyes fell on a piece of white flowers in the corner. White flowers were the best thing to ease her mood.
It's autumn now, and the white flowers can't survive the torture of autumn. The petals fall off and only the dead leaves are left, which can't help but make people feel sad.
Fortunately, there is a plant standing proudly in the corner. Even the squeeze of other plants and the insult of autumn cannot erase its whiteness. Under the warm sun, it is still blooming, which is very strange. It is just the stars on the petals. The little dots indicate that it will wither, adding a bit of autumn sadness.
Father once asked her, if you like planting flowers so much, you must like flowers very much! What flowers do you particularly like? At that time, Yinman answered like this, "I like cyclamen."
These were words to please her father, but who knew that what she liked was not cyclamen, but white flowers.
But in order to make her father happy, she planted her favorite white flower in an inconspicuous corner and let it grow alone.
White flowers are her dream, a dream that has been rooted in her mind since childhood. In her dreams, she always sees herself in a strange world. That world is so beautiful, so beautiful, with tall buildings and lights at night. , and a touch of white among the colorful.
In her dreams, there was always a voice calling her, protecting her, and intoxicating her.
"Baizhi, I am your bell, it rings when you call it."
"Hey! What am I thinking about?" Yin Man realized that he had lost his composure and quickly paused, trying his best to look elegant.
The voice in the dream said that he likes elegant girls.
At that time, Qiuxiang walked in in a panic, and her voice came from a distance.
"Princess, it's not good, it's not good." Her voice was loud, expressing the horror of 'not good' to the extreme.
Yin Man's immersed mind was stunned by such a shout, and he immediately became nervous, and quickly turned his head to look.
Qiuxiang lost her usual smile and walked very hastily.
"What's wrong? Tell me quickly."
Qiuxiang rushed to her, breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately said: "Princess, Your Majesty has news, there is news."
After hearing this, Yin Man breathed a sigh of relief and asked what it was. It turned out to be news from her father. His father's eastward tour was not done once or twice. She was used to it. It was normal to have news.
In the past, in order to let the courtiers know the situation of the eastward patrol, it was not surprising that messengers would come back to report at regular intervals.
"Is there any difference in the news?" Yin Man was also concerned about this matter.
"There is a big difference. Your Majesty, he was attacked and was also surrounded and suppressed by bandits?"
When Yin Man heard this, his whole body tensed up and his face suddenly turned pale.
"Is there anything wrong with my father?"
Among the more than thirty children of Qin Shihuang, Yinman was the most concerned about his father.
Qiu Xiang's words became even more urgent, "Of course there is something!" These words were so scary that Yin Man's heart immediately jumped out of her chest and her delicate body trembled.
"Is it okay? Tell me quickly." He grabbed Qiuxiang's hand nervously.
"Hehe!" Qiuer, Qiuxiang changed the subject, and her hurried attitude immediately calmed down, and she said slowly, "Of course. It doesn't matter, because Li Zhao took action."
Yin Man patted her chest to calm down her beating heart. It was good that her father was fine, so she felt at ease. However, when she heard that it was Li Zhao, she became curious and her ears turned red.
"Li Zhao, he, how did he do it?" There was a slight pause in the words.
For some reason, every time the name 'Li Zhao' came to her ears, her heart rate would speed up and her face would turn red unconsciously.
Qiuxiang looked at it and smiled sweetly. This smile had a lot of meaning, which made Yinman turn around in embarrassment.
"Say it quickly!" she urged.
Qiuxiang liked to see the princess like this, so she stopped teasing her and said quickly: "When the east patrol team arrived at Bolangsha, there were thieves lying in wait on the top of the mountain. They prepared big hammers, several big ones, and they wanted to Smash the chariot that His Majesty is riding in."
Before Qiu Xiang finished speaking, Yin Man became nervous again, "Has father been hit? Is he injured?"
"Haha!" Qiuxiang was amused by how naive this girl was. "Of course it wasn't hit. His Majesty was not in the carriage at all. Instead, Prime Minister Li and Zhao Fuling were sitting in it."
"Oh! Mr. Li?" Yin Man had a trace of disgust imperceptible in the corner of his eyes, but he was slightly relieved and asked with complicated and strange emotions: "What's going on?"
As for Li Si, for some reason, ever since she learned that he was targeting Li Zhao everywhere, she couldn't like him, even though Li Si had never offended her.
Qiuxiang raised her head, took a big step, squatted in front of Yinman, and said at the top of her lungs: "Of course it's because of Li Zhao's wit."
(Some readers and friends said that I, a coder, am slow to update. It is indeed a bit slow. The coder also wants to update a few more chapters, but he has to go to work during the day and only has time at night, so he cannot update more. Of course, as soon as he has time, the coder will I will work hard to make more updates, thank you all for your support.)
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