"Dad, when you go to Daijun in the north to guard the border, why do you bring the Xuanjia Army with you?"
"Didn't I say that there are only a hundred sets of Xuanjia today?"
In the Wang Family General's Mansion, Wang Ben was a little puzzled.
It's nothing to take the Huben Battalion to the north to guard the border.
But his father asked him to take the Xuanjia Army, which was really confusing.
After all, with a thousand-man cavalry and only a hundred sets of armor, it would be useless to bring such an army over!
Of course, this is also one of the consequences of delaying the martial arts performance due to Xianyang's order to Shao Kai.
"I asked you to lead the Xuanjia Army. It's not as simple as fading away for the sake of combat power."
Wang Jian said calmly: "Let you lead the Xuanjia Army. On the one hand, I want to see whether this army, which the empire has invested heavily in, can exert the strength we expect."
"On the other hand, it's for Liu Bai."
After saying these words, Wang Ben's face was full of doubts.
He can understand this when testing the quality of the Xuanjia Army.
Regarding the combat strength of an army, the Wang family's view has always been that the enemy's head is the most accurate answer when thrown on the battlefield.
But...for Liu Bai?
This Wenxiang?
Suddenly, Wang Ben had a very terrible suspicion.
"Dad, you don't really think of Liu Xiang as a general, do you?"
There was even a hint of panic on Wang Ben's face.
Could it be that my father's lifelong reputation was ruined like this?
Wang Jian, who was still deep in thought, heard Wang Ben's words. Even for an old fox like him, his face was obviously dull for a moment.
Then,
It was the rage that flooded his face!
"Asshole! No matter how old and dim I am, I would never have such a ridiculous idea!"
"You boy,"
"hiss!"
"I'm so angry!"
Wang Jian picked up the stick and wanted to beat Wang Ben.
It's one thing to pretend to be a fool, but no matter how much you pretend, you are not allowed to be thought of as a fool!
This is an insult, an insult to him, Wang Jian!
"Dad! Don't fight yet! Don't fight yet!"
"This border guarding, you said, is to prevent the Xiongnu, but it is the top priority of the Qin Dynasty! I don't understand, I don't dare to neglect it!"
Wang Ben protected his head but did not dare to hide, and asked his father to explain.
"snort!"
"Totalize it yourself, how many things has our Prime Minister Liu given to the army?"
Wang Jian snorted coldly and stopped holding the stick in his hand.
"Uh...three-piece war horse suit, black sword, black armor army..."
"These three items are indeed the most precious treasures of our army in Da Qin!"
"I heard that the three-piece war horse set has been 80% completed and will be shipped to Dai County this time. Black Sword has also prepared some... I don't know the specific strength of the Xuanjia Army yet."
Wang Ben knew about this.
He was a general in charge, and he was commanding the Wuhu Ben Camp, an elite force in the Qin army. Naturally, he was already equipped with a three-piece war horse suit.
He was very satisfied with Liu Bai's equipment.
"Then do you know Liu Bai's habits?"
Wang Jian rolled his eyes at his son and asked.
When this question was asked, Wang Ben was asked.
Wang Ben really didn't know much about the habits of Prime Minister Liu.
"brazen?"
Wang Ben asked tentatively.
Wang Jian stroked his beard and nodded slightly: "That's right!"
"But the biggest characteristic of this person is... he is good at planning."
"I have watched him lay out this situation in the court. Even before it is over, I am already praising this person's planning in my heart."
"Since you already have so many military weapons, how come you don't know that Liu Bai has something secret to hide?"
"I have heard that this guy secretly said, 'Equipment is one generation, development is one generation, and pre-research is one generation'! If it is not complete, there are still some good things that have not been produced."
"You are going to the north with the Xuan Jia Army to give Liu Bai a good face. This boy is knowledgeable about people and the world. If he is, he will never be stingy."
Wang Jian smiled extremely treacherously.
He was already very clear about Liu Bai's thoughts.
The Xuanjia Army was Liu Bai's hard work and was brought to the front line. Not only did they have to pay close attention to the armor, but they also had to spend more money on new gadgets.
"I see!"
"Dad, that kid will ask Liu Bai for it now!"
Wang Ben suddenly understood and spoke quickly.
Since there are good things, what are you waiting for? It's serious to get it quickly.
"What is there to ask for? You have lost the dignity of my Wang family for nothing!"
"You just take the Xuanjia Army to Daijun, but you don't take the deputy general Xia Houying and the centurion Fan Kuai!"
"If you don't have this, I'll bring it to you during the march."
Wang Jian said calmly.
After saying this, Wang Ben admired his father very much.
If you don't give in when you want something, your dad is really awesome!
...
"Shang'er, do you understand?"
In the Shouzang room, the white-haired old man asked warmly.
"Ancestor, do you mean that the original intention of the humble one was to leave a way out for my Ying family?"
Ying Mo Chang's face was full of shock.
When she came to the storage room, she discovered that the ancestor was still alive!
The eldest son of the concubine Xian Gong, the eldest brother of Xiao Gong, and the tutor of King Huiwen! In the past, the great Qin army commander Zuo Shuchang, Ying Qian!
And...this ancestor is actually the real leader behind the lowly people?
"Chang'er, the way of strategizing and the way of using military force are almost the same. There is a difference between them."
"The plan of the court is righteous and assists the country in governing the people."
"And this place that the world cannot see is strange. It is not only a hidden danger to the family and the country, but it can also help the country to return to normal at unexpected times."
Ying Qian knocked on the desk and spoke slowly.
In the past, after he took revenge and killed Shang Yang, he was banished by his nephew and student Ying Si.
King Huiwen Yingsi did not want to take action against his uncle Taifu, so he announced that he had died of illness.
Over the years in the Shou Tibetan Room, Ying Qian integrated the humble old eunuchs and maids in the palace to create today's humble ones.
The tyranny of the Sixth Generation of the Qin Dynasty has continued. In addition to the staunchness of the old Qin people, Ying Qian also secretly escorted them.
Lao Ai and Zhao Ji intended to usurp the throne and rebel, but why did they choose a time when His Majesty the First Emperor was not in Xianyang but in Yongcheng?
Among them, the humble ones are exerting their strength.
"But now... my father has ruled the world, the humble ones..."
Ying Mo Chang hesitated and spoke.
What she actually meant was that there was no need for the humble to exist.
"Wrong, Chang'er!"
Ying Qian shook his head and said, "As long as the power is still there, the fight will never stop."
"In the past, I supported Quliang to rise to power, but he was shaken and struggled in his heart. Who knows?"
"Although Zheng'er is majestic, he will die one day."
"How do you ensure that your brothers don't have any desire to fight?"
Only those who have truly experienced it will know the primitive temptation that power exudes?
This almost makes the blood in your whole body boil, roaring and telling you to fight for it!
Even he, Ying Qian, had repented many times in his dreams.
Although I am bearish now, I also understand that this kind of thing... will be inevitable in future generations!
When Ying Mo Chang heard this, he was silent for a long time.
After a long while, he finally asked: "Why did our ancestors choose me?"
Ying Qian looked at Ying Mo Shang and said nothing. He just stretched out his hand like dry bark and wrote the word "Win" on the desk.
this...
It's fate.
It’s not a matter of choosing who, but someone has to do it.
"Child, Zheng'er is so tired that he neglects to care about you children."
"You are the eldest daughter of Zheng'er, this is your destiny..."
In the storage room, a sigh sounded, traveling through hundreds of years of vicissitudes.
Life...
Who doesn't have his own life...
