Daqin Fusu: It is difficult to start the battle

Chapter 351

Bingshen in the twelfth lunar month of the first year of the second generation, it is advisable to make alliances, accept sacrifices, offer sacrifices, and pray for blessings, and avoid breaking ground, burial, and housewarming.

Before dawn, the night sky was full of stars. On the road outside Xianyang City, the snow on the ground was cleaned and piled up in the tree pits on the side of the road.

On the north bank of the Weishui River, a group of more than a dozen men hurried from Xianyang City carrying incense tables and offerings.

A moment later, a middle-aged man wearing a green curly train and a jade crown on his head stood in front of the incense table, his face was full of sadness, and there seemed to be infinite regret in his resolute eyes.

This was Zhang Liang who had been hiding in Xianyang City for many days. They came here today to pay homage to Zhang Er who died in Da Ye Ze.

Well, as for Chen Yu and Wei Jiu, Zhang Liang doesn't have much friendship with them.

Zhang Liang faced the east, where Zhang Er was killed, and chanted mournfully:

"Woohoo! Mr. Zhang was born Yan Yilie, and died loyal and good! Heng Shi is determined to continue his prosperity, and every time he is determined to restore the old frontier..."

"Li hates the spring soil, and the earth will last forever. The world is in charcoal, and the homeland is desolate. Sighing that the fox runs and the rabbit chases, hates the wolf and races and spreads..."

"Woohoo... The name of the king is as big as the heaven and the earth; the virtue of the king is as glorious as the sun and the moon! Oh, it hurts! Fuwei is still alive."

When it came to the end, Zhang Liang didn't know whether he was grateful for Zhang Er's misfortune, or whether it was due to others and himself. Zhang Liang felt more and more sad from it. The last few eulogies had a little trembling and crying.

Looking at the gurgling Weishui, he couldn't help himself for a long time. He thought of his plan to restore Korea, the sacrifice he had made, and...

In the distant city of Xianyang, melodious bells could be heard vaguely.

clang, clang, clang...

The bell rang seven times and then stopped abruptly. The Chumo Ranger who lived in Xianyang City during this time understood that it was seven o'clock in the morning, and half an hour later, it would be the time when the market was open and the city was rubbing shoulders. up.

Beside him, Chu Mo, who was wearing a black jacket with a black and white collar, whispered:

"Juzi, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, I'd better leave as soon as possible!"

As he spoke, he looked at the passers-by of all shapes and sizes on the road with vigilant eyes, who were carrying goods in carriages, or walking on foot with satchels on their backs.

After Qin destroyed the Six Kingdoms, hundreds of thousands of wealthy households were forcibly relocated into Guanzhong, so it is not uncommon for them to pay tribute to their relatives in their hometown by the Wei River, and it would not attract too much attention if they think about it.

But, that's talking about ordinary people, Zhang Liang, a fake giant of the Mohist school, has a reward of one hundred gold on his back.

Fusu adjusted his bounty standard down a lot.

Well, it's probably a humiliation...

For this reason, after Zhang Liang got the news, he hid in the single room in the bathhouse and cursed for half an hour.

After all, a soldier can be killed, but not humiliated!

Zhang Liang nodded slightly, followed by admonishment: "Leave according to the previous plan. No one is allowed to act without my personal notice."

He clenched his fists, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he swore in his heart that Zhang Er's hatred needs to be washed away by the blood of a hundred Qin officials!
In the past, he was a bit biased. He thought that by killing the dog emperor of Qin, he could shake the rule of the Qin people, and finally restore the righteous men of the six Shandong kingdoms to their own kingdoms.

But Emperor Dog is surrounded by thousands of horses and soldiers, and there are more guards around him than Emperor Shihuang!
It is simply impossible to imitate Bo Langsha and make a shocking blow!
What's ridiculous is that those guys from the Yin Yang family actually want to confuse the dog emperor with women's sex, and then stab the dog emperor to death when the dog emperor's sex is endowed with soul and looks like a fairy!

But according to Zhang Liang's cognition, women can easily fall in love with the man who occupies their body, no matter they take the initiative or are forced.

Especially the one who possesses her is an emperor who is rich in the world and has power all over the world!

It seems that it is not a difficult choice to be a concubine who is well-clothed and well-fed, or a killer who roams the world and is precarious.

After all, not all women are called Shih Tzu!

Therefore, Zhang Liang was going to give up the naive plan before, since he couldn't kill the emperor, he would just kill those ministers and Qin officials who lacked guards!

Counties were killed one by one, until Qin State lost control of the bottom, until the fields were full of bandits who screamed in the mountains and forests because of lack of order!

At that time, it is time to restore the land of the Six Kingdoms!
Just when Zhang Liang was dreaming, the smile on his face froze suddenly, and he seemed to see a familiar figure among the hurrying crowd.

Lord Hengyang, Han Cheng!

"Zhang Zi, I haven't seen you for many years, but I'm fine now!"

Han Cheng cupped his hands in obeisance, revealing two gleaming long knives behind him.

The blade is long and narrow, straight and sharp, with golden patterns on the handle.

Thousand bulls knife!

Take Pao Ding to solve the cow, the meaning is easy to do, and it is dedicated to Tianluo!

Zhang Liang's eyes are slightly closed, his pupils are slightly constricted, and the Qianniu Sword is here, so the person who uses the Qianniu Sword must be Tianluo!

But how did that stupid Ganfu know that he came here today to pay homage to Zhang Er?
Moreover, how was Han Cheng captured by Tian Luo?
Shouldn't he be obediently working in Xiapi, waiting to be crowned king?

In an instant, countless questions flashed through Zhang Liang's mind, but the most important thing right now was how to break out of the siege and wait for the opportunity to rescue Han Cheng!
This person is not only the only remaining royal family in South Korea, but also the idea that he has fought for half his life!
"My lord, don't panic, Zhang Liang is here!"

He drew his soft sword from his waist, faced Tian Luo, who had transformed from a group of passers-by, and shouted loudly: "Surrender your life for righteousness, today is the day!"

Surrounded by the banks of the Wei River, Chu Mo was infected by Zhang Liang's arrogance, and they all stood up with their swords drawn, with fearless expressions on their faces.

The Chumo ranger, who uses his sword to do justice, dies a hundred times without regret!
"kill!"

They shouted in unison, although there were only a dozen of them, their momentum was not inferior to thousands of troops.

Until Tian Luo on the opposite side took out the shield and crossbow from the carriage...

"Bah, shameless!"

Zhang Liang reprimanded, took two steps back abruptly, and was about to jump into the Wei River, but was suddenly hugged by a Chu Mo beside him.

"I'm sorry, I'm Tianluo... the internal agent who bought..."

That Chu Mo hugged Zhang Liang tightly, and shouted loudly: "This is Zhang Liang, the traitor, come and help... Ah!"

His back hurt, and he felt a heat flow down his clothes, locking Zhang Liang's arms like iron chains, and instantly lost his strength.

"Hurry up, Juzi!"

A Chu Mo pulled out a dagger from the traitor's back, turned his body suddenly, and stood between Zhang Liang and Tian Luo.

To be precise, it blocked the crossbow arrows shooting at Zhang Liang.

With tears in Zhang Liang's eyes, he stooped and rushed forward suddenly, his arms trembled, and the green train on his body flew upwards, blocking two sharp arrows for him again.

Pfft!
Zhang Liang jumped into the water like a torpedo, and then dived down fiercely.

At this moment, a flat boat flew up in the Wei River, and a strong man dressed as a fisherman standing on the boat threw out a wide fishing net.

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(End of this chapter)