Huandu, in an ordinary house.
This is the secret base of Hou Qing, the leader of the Qin State.
Now the ghost army has locked Wuxia Pass, making it difficult to enter and exit. In order to protect Sun Qi's safety, Hou Qing arranged for him to be hidden here.
In the room, Sun Qi shook his head slightly: "It's ridiculous. King Huan is so ridiculous. He actually ceded Zhenyang in order to negotiate peace with the ghost tribe. He is the prince of the Central Plains. This move is equivalent to showing that Huan is willing to surrender. Ghost Army.”
"But the general still needs to be loyal to such a king." Hou Qing took the opportunity to say.
"No." Sun Qi said sternly: "Although Sun Qi is not talented, he is also aware of loyalty and treachery. It is despicable for such a king to betray his compatriots in order to save his life."
In the past, it was normal for countries to compete for hegemony, cede territory to each other, or form alliances, because everyone would govern the place and the people well.
But what King Huan cut off was given to the invading foreign tribes, so the meaning was completely different.
Now that the incident has spread, countless people throughout the Central Plains are cursing King Huan.
Hou Qing added: "Also, what does the general think about Yan Zheng's matter?"
Sun Qi said: "This man is unyielding and has national justice in his heart. He doesn't care about his own safety and would rather die than retreat. He is a true hero! It's just a pity that under the hands of someone like Xiang Ge..."
"Yes, how sad it is for a hero to be oppressed by rats." Hou Qing sighed, and then changed the topic: "By the way, I don't know what the general's analysis of the current war is. If he has a plan, I will be the king of messengers. "
"No, no, no." Sun Qi waved his hand and said, "We are in Huandu. We can only understand the general situation of the Allied war, but we absolutely cannot grasp the situation of the war, so we cannot make any plans."
This was not because he was being modest. After hearing this, Hou Qing nodded: "Okay, I'll refill the general's cup of tea. It's almost cold."
"Why are you so polite to me?"
Hou Qing did not hide it: "I hope the general can enter Qin and help our king."
"Did I say I wouldn't go?" Sun Qi said funny.
"Ah?" Upon hearing this, Hou Qing's eyes widened at first, and then he beamed with joy.
At the same time, Huan Palace.
Guo Kai presented the memorial and bowed his hands in salute: "Your Majesty, Yan Zheng disobeyed military orders and refused to withdraw his troops, which caused the Ghost King to be furious and held our country accountable, almost causing the peace talks to end in vain. I believe that Yan Zheng should be convicted of treason!"
As soon as he finished speaking, before King Huan could respond, Qiu Rong stood up and sneered: "Master Guo, General Yan Zheng, risked their lives to protect our country and cover the evacuation of the people. What's wrong with you to be framed like this! "
"He disobeys military orders! Fights without permission! Isn't this treason!?" Guo Kai asked.
Qiu Rong was too lazy to pay attention to him. He directly faced King Huan and said seriously: "Your Majesty, I dare to declare that if the imperial court accuses General Yanzheng of treason, then the people of Huan will not be boiling, but the whole world will be boiling!"
His words were categorical. After he finished speaking, he glanced at Guo Kai and said coldly: "Master Guo, you can give it a try! See if the truth is true!"
"You!" Guo Kai choked.
"Okay!" King Huan waved his hand: "There is no need to mention Yan Zheng again. I have asked him to withdraw. He is seeking death himself. He cannot blame others unless he fights the ghost clan."
For a general who fought tooth and nail against foreign enemies, it would be fine if he did not acknowledge his merits, but he actually said such words.
Qiu Rong secretly shook his head and no longer wanted to speak in the court.
A few days later [55 fo], the front line at South Pass.
Today is already the eighth attack by the ghost army.
Although the five thousand soldiers refused to give an inch, there was a huge disparity in strength between the two sides. At this point in the battle, Yan Zheng's troops did not have many men left.
Fortunately, in the past few days, many righteous people have come to help, otherwise, it is very likely that we will not be able to hold on today.
These rangers are more or less skilled, especially the tyrant Yang Wei. I don’t know how many ghost soldiers died under his sword today.
Right now, it's evening, and the sun is setting in the west, turning everything orange.
Outside the South Pass, there were piles of corpses, piles of rocks, carved feathers stuck sideways, and rivers of blood.
Yan Zheng was standing in the center of the city, covered in blood, accompanied by several captains and knights.
He looked quietly outside the city, knowing in his heart that he could no longer defend it.
Not long after, a general ran up quickly, clasped his fists and said, "General, the count has been completed, and the soldiers' military cards have been collected."
"Yes." Yan Zheng nodded: "Bury all the brothers who died in the battle. They are all heroes of our nation! These military cards must not be lost!"
His face was blurred by the enemy's blood, and his true face could no longer be seen clearly.
As he spoke, he also looked at Yang Wei and said, "Give all the military cards to Master Yang for safekeeping."
"Yes!" The general took the order.
"Report~~~~" At this time, another soldier ran up, knelt on one knee and said: "General, all the people in Zhenyang City and surrounding areas have been evacuated."
"sure?"
"Sure!" the soldier replied simply.
"Okay!" Yan Zheng was in great spirits. After so many days, he finally grinned and said, "Our department's mission has finally been completed! Now, you can withdraw!"
"Ah?" Several thousand captains heard this and didn't react.
Yan Zheng glanced around and said: "The soldiers fought desperately and bloodyly! In exchange for the lives of 1.3 million civilians! But after all, the strength of the troops is greatly disparity, the enemy is outnumbered and we are outnumbered. Now that the protection mission has been completed, there is no need to make unnecessary sacrifices now." Got it!"
As he spoke, he looked at a commander and said sternly: "Take these last three hundred brothers and retreat to a safe place! Protect them! This is the military order from this general to you!"
"No!" The commander was shocked.
"Every unit, go down quickly and prepare to evacuate!"
"yes!"
All the generals clasped their fists and retreated. After everyone left, Yang Wei moved his lips: "General Yan, I listen to you, won't you retreat?"
Yang Wei, the domineering swordsman, is as famous as Ye Qingyan in the world.
He was a very chivalrous person and deeply admired Yan Zheng's feats, so he came to help him.
Yan Zheng looked at him, smiled and shook his head: "I can't withdraw. My duty is to guard the South Pass."
"But General!" Yang Wei was anxious: "As you said, now that the people have evacuated, we have won this battle! If we stay here any longer, it will be a needless sacrifice!"
"No!" Yan Zheng looked at him and said, "This is not a needless sacrifice. I just want to tell the people that the ghost clan is not scary. As long as we unite as one, we can defeat them! And if my death can arouse The Chinese people are rebellious, but Yan Zheng will die without regrets!"
What he said was so righteous that Yang Wei's eyes turned red: "General..."
"Serving the country with one's own life is Yan Zheng's lifelong ambition. Thank you so much, Master Yang..."
