Daqin: The poorest prime minister, the first emperor begged me to corrupt

Chapter 145 Sure enough, he is a big idiot of the Xiang clan!

"Slow down~!"

Before Qin Mo finished speaking, an old voice suddenly sounded from beside him.

Then, a palm with age spots reached out and grabbed Qin Mo's horse reins!
This is a battlefield, and such actions are tantamount to sneak attacks.

Almost subconsciously, Qin Mo punched out with an elbow, but immediately restrained his strength abruptly.

Because the owner of the old voice and palm is not an enemy, but Zhou Qingchen, the doctor servant of Daqin!

call--

Arms wrapped in iron armour, dangerously stopped in front of Zhou Qingchen's door, and the fierce wind brought up his bearded eyebrows.

Zhou Qingchen's eyes widened in fright, and he almost passed out.

If this elbow is solid, it can blow his bearded head off on the spot...

"Zhou Pushe, you...are you alright?"

Qin Mo lowered his elbow and waved his palm in front of Zhou Qingchen's staring eyes.

Zhou Qingchen shuddered, and finally came back to his senses. Then he swallowed hard with a 'gudu', and said in a shy voice with a pale face: "Mr. Qin, there are tens of thousands of soldiers waiting here, and the generals are also gearing up."

"It's just to earn a city, why do you need to go in person, just send a general to lead the army!"

Qin Mo: "..."

That's it?
As for the surprise?
If I can't hold back my strength... You always think that your life will be long, so it's not such a way to find death!
"What Zhou Aiqing said is reasonable. It is better for the leader of an army to sit in the middle army. To earn money for Zhecheng, just send a general to lead the army."

Ying Zheng spoke suddenly, agreeing with Zhou Qingchen's proposal.

While speaking, he gave Zhou Qingchen a look of admiration: 【Good job, keep up the good work! 】

Zhou Qingchen received the eye waves from Ying Zheng, and the fear in his heart for the rest of his life immediately transformed into a full of excitement.

His face turned pale, his hands stopped shaking, and he grabbed Qin Mo's horse's reins tightly: "President Qin, be kind to your advice."

Qin Mo glanced at Ying Zheng suspiciously, then looked at Zhou Qingchen speechlessly.

The flirting between the monarch and his ministers naturally couldn't be hidden from him who has keen senses, but he didn't know what the monarch and his ministers were up to?

Faintly... as if... it seems to be aimed at me!
"Well, I see."

Qin Mo saluted Ying Zheng and Zhou Qingchen, then said with a solemn smile, "General Zuo obeys orders."

Fusu bowed his hands solemnly: "The end is here."

Qin Mo pointed to the old Fan Zeng in front of the horse and said, "You take three cavalry troops of the imperial guards and put on the armor of soldiers from the Six Kingdoms, and take him to earn the city of Zhe."

"If you can't make money, attack if you can, and besiege the city if you can't attack."

"Here!"

Fusu Yingyin took the order and urged him to bring up old Fan Zeng immediately and put him on his spare horse.

Then, he led a team of personal guards to leave the central army, and went to order three thousands of imperial guards. The horseshoe rumbled along the path that the Chunan infantry made way, and entered the open plain area...

Qin Mo watched Fusu leave, then turned to his soldiers and said, "Pass down the order, quickly identify the prisoners, find generals with a thousand generals and above, let them lead the way, and go to other towns to win the crime!"

The plains in the Baiyue Land vary in size, and the Zhecheng Plain is not much smaller than the Wangcheng Plain. Apart from one main Zhecheng, there are several other towns scattered on the plain.

"Here."

The soldiers took orders and left.

About half an hour later, mixed infantry of different sizes poured out from the forest and headed towards the plain in all directions.

The remaining soldiers and horses continued to clean the battlefield, allowing the captives to identify the heads of the six-nation army who died in the battle, and there may be old clans of the Six Nations.

However, the gains were few.

Like Xiang Yu and Zhao Xie, the old clans who take the lead in every battle are only a minority after all, and it is normal to sit in the central army to take over the overall situation.

When there was no hope of breaking through the siege, the old clansmen, under the protection of their own soldiers, were the first to sneak into the forests on both sides...

But in the mountains and forests, it is undoubtedly a matter of great luck to escape the pursuit of Yue soldiers.

Now, it depends on whether they have that luck!
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"We tried our best and tried our best in the mountains and forests, but we couldn't defeat the Allied Forces of the Six Nations... We were about to escape from the mountains and forests, but they were wiped out in such a battle?"

Kun urged his subordinates to bury the corpse, somewhat afraid to believe it.

The lieutenant general beside him didn't show any disbelief, but instead said hesitantly: "The killing methods of those god emperor guards are really too terrifying, no one can stop them."

"Including those infantry and heavenly soldiers, they are also extremely sharp. The offensive and defensive coordination between Shi Wu is like the gears made by the Mohist gods. It goes back and forth without any mistakes..."

The Tieshan Army is now considered an elite old soldier, but from the time they formed the army to the present, the actual training time is probably less than two months in total, and it all depends on the experience gained in the battle.

Therefore, when you see Chu Nan infantry and other professional soldiers who practice daily for more than half a year and integrate the training into their bones, you will be shocked.

But in fact, in terms of combat effectiveness, the Iron Mountain Army... still can't beat the Chunan infantry... After all, under the circumstances of the same infantry, the iron armored heavy infantry is really incomprehensible!
"It can't be compared, it can't be compared."

Kun shook his head and smacked his lips, then turned to look at his partner mission officer, hoping to ask: "Old Mi, as the days become more and more peaceful, can we go to the Central Plains and Guanzhong?"

The mission officer glanced at him, and said hesitantly: "I am a mission officer. Even if the world is peaceful, I still want to serve in the garrison. Where the army is, I will be there. How can there be so much freedom..."

He was one of the mission officers newly transferred from Kuaiji County. Due to his outstanding performance, he became the first mission officer at the captaincy level.

In short, he was also from the ancient Yue people, and had never been to the truly prosperous Central Plains and Guanzhong.

Kun scratched his head in embarrassment, the hope in his eyes also dimmed, but he still looked the same as before.

The mission officer smiled, and stopped teasing him, saying: "But you are different from me. You are a general, and the soldiers under your command are still soldiers. In the future, after the battle is over, your subordinates will be dismissed and returned to the field."

"Jieshi, most generals like you will be transferred to county officials. You can transfer to other places as officials at your own request, and the imperial court will randomly appoint them."

"For example, the Central Plains..."

"Even Guanzhong..."

"But the premise is that you are proficient in elegant language and writing, otherwise you will be a petty official who gets angry everywhere if you are transferred to other places!"

The last sentence obviously means that he also knows that Kun's learning ability is not good, and he probably won't be able to learn elegant Chinese in this life, and he will be a petty official if he is transferred to other places.

Kun's eyes lit up, and he said with a naive smile, "I don't care about high and small officials, as long as I can go to the Central Plains and Guanzhong, I'm willing to be a county lieutenant."

The lieutenant also nodded: "Extremely, extremely."

Mission officer: "..."

People are stupid, and there are benefits of being stupid, live happily without fighting or grabbing!
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At the same time, on the way to Zhecheng.

Fusu led three thousand imperial guards, and under the leadership of the local Yue warriors, they rushed forward at full speed.

In the Yueren villages passing by along the road, some old and weak women and children hid back to the village trembling when they saw the cavalry from the six countries with their tall heads and big horses.

They were killed by the Allied Forces of the Six Nations!

"General... General... I really can't bear to gallop like this..."

Old Fan Zeng was riding on Fusu's spare horse, his internal organs were so painful from the bumps that he was about to spit out from his mouth, so he could only beg for help.

With his old bones, it was okay to follow the army on horseback. No matter how fast the army was, they couldn't get there.

But he really couldn't stand the gallop of the whole cavalry!

Fusu looked back while galloping, and saw that the old man's face was indeed pale, so he quickly stopped the galloping team, then rolled off the saddle, unmounted the spare horse from the back of the spare war horse, untied the rope, and handed over the bamboo water bottle.

"The elders take a sip of water first."

"Thank you General...Gudu..."

Lao Fan Zeng was in a hurry to thank him, and he took off the plug of the bamboo tube and poured it vigorously.

"General Zuo, I think this old man probably wants to delay the time." The hundred generals could not help reminding Fusu.

Fusu nodded, and said, "Let the elders drink the water first, and then leave before it's too late...Let the soldiers catch their breath, drink water, and eat some dry food. There are still hundreds of miles to go."

He is an honest gentleman with his own set of rules of conduct.

No matter whether old Fan Zeng is a traitor or not, and whether old Fan Zeng wants to delay time or not, in his eyes, he is an elder after all...to be killed, not to be abused!
Later, Lao Fan Zeng drank a pot of cold white water, and his pale complexion finally improved a little.

Fusu asked the soldiers to cut some rattan from the side of the road, and paired it with two spears with their tips removed, weaving it into a loose and simple stretcher.

Then, put the two ends of the stretcher on the backs of the two war horses, tie them firmly, let old Fan Zeng lie on the stretcher, and continue to gallop with the army.

The loose vines are like a fishing net, enclosing old Fan Zeng in it, which has a good shock-absorbing effect.

Although it is still very shaky, it is also within the acceptable range!

However, old Fan Zeng didn't know what he was thinking about, maybe he really wanted to delay the time, so that the old clansmen or soldiers who had escaped from the mountains by chance, would go back to Zhecheng to report the news, shouting bitterly and tiredly along the way, pretending to die at any time look like.

After a while, it was too hot to be exposed to the sun.

After a while, the whole body was in severe pain from the vines.

After a while, I was shaken enough to vomit.

In order not to delay the march, Fusu did not stop, but responded to old Fan Zeng's pleadings.

The sun was too hot, so he cut down leafy branches from the side of the road and used them for old Fan to use as shade.

The vines were hurting all over his body, so he pulled out the saddle pad of the spare horse and let old Fan Zeng put it under him.

As for being shaken enough to vomit... Then get on the horse again, ride it up and down for a while, and then... lie back on the vine stretcher, continue to rock sideways... enjoy the extreme pleasure of bumping and shaking in turn.

Well, Fusu is actually very quick-witted, it's just because of his temperament, he doesn't usually like to show off!
This rapid march lasted from the day of the sun until it was dark...

And after the last glimmer of light disappeared, the outline of a city could be seen from a distance under the night, like a giant beast crawling on the plain.

So, I found dry and burnable pine cones to make torches, and continued to march by the light of the torches, but instead of galloping, I jogged instead.

At this speed, the old Fan Zeng who was lying on the vine stretcher was like lying on a rocking bed. He couldn't be too comfortable, and he stopped whining and pretending to be a dead dog.

"Er is Fusu, the eldest son of Tyranny Qin?"

Old Fan Zeng opened his mouth suddenly, and asked Fusu curiously.

Fusu frowned slightly, with a look of displeasure on his face: "Baoqin? The elders are determined to die?"

Old Fan Zeng immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he changed his words again: "Is it Fusu, the eldest son of Qin?"

Fusu frowned, nodded and said: "It's the prince Fusu...how did the elder know that I am Fusu?"

From the time when old Fan Zeng was brought before Yingzheng, no matter what Qin Mo called Fusu or what the soldiers called Fusu, they were General Zuo or General, not Prince.

He was very curious about how old Fan Zeng guessed it!

Old Fan Zeng smiled without saying a word, stroked his white beard, and looked Fusu up and down again.

After a long while, he sighed with emotion: "I have heard that the prince of the Qin Dynasty, Fusu, is resolute and tolerant, trusts people and works hard. Today, I tried it out and found out that it is true."

"Now that you are the crown prince, within a hundred years, Qin's country will surely prosper. After a hundred years, who will remember the Six Kingdoms..."

Fusu froze for a moment, and then realized that old Fan Zeng was humming along the way, so he was making fun of himself.

"The future of Great Qin can be expected, but looking back at the old clans of the Six Kingdoms, there are already internal struggles before major events can be accomplished."

"Even Xiang Liang, with a little achievement, gets carried away with complacency and doesn't pay attention to the King of Chu whom he supports."

"His nephew Xiang Yu, although he has the wisdom and courage of a general of the Zhu Kingdom, does not follow the principles of benevolence and righteousness.

"Great Qin is flourishing, with a resolute and benevolent prince, the future can be expected."

"The old clans of the Six Kingdoms are intriguing, the monarchs and ministers are separated from each other, and the defeat is not injustice... not injustice!"

Old Fan Zenghao gave a long speech, although he was speaking to help Su, it seemed to be comforting himself.

Fu Su habitually imitated Qin Mo and slammed his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer the words.

I can't say, you are right, the old clans of the Six Kingdoms are rubbish, and I, Great Qin, is the destiny...

After a long while, Fusu said: "Have you ever thought about how to help me open the city gate?"

Old Fan Zeng restrained his emotions and said with a relaxed smile: "Prince, there is no need to worry. The guard of the city of Zhecheng is Xiang's big idiot. As soon as I call the city, he will open the door. There is no need for many calculations."

Fu Su Wan'er didn't say much anymore.

But he said in his heart: [This old man can guess my identity for no reason, and I don't know what tricks he will play?It's better to plan not to open the city gate! 】

……

After half an hour.

A thousand guards wearing armor from the Allied Forces of the Six Nations finally arrived at the east gate of Zhe City.

As for the remaining [-] imperial guards, under Fusu's order, they extinguished the torches and lay in ambush outside the other city gates.

Even if old Fan Zeng played tricks and temporarily notified the defenders in the city, Zhecheng would not even think about escaping alone!
"Elder, please..."

Fusu glanced at the city gate tower, and then greeted Old Fan Zeng beside him.

Old Fan Zeng had changed horses at this time, nodded and urged the horses to go out, shouting to the city: "Is General Xiang Bo here?"

"Who is in the city?"

There were shouts and questions from the city.

A thousand imperial guards rushed over with torches, and the defenders in the city had naturally discovered it a long time ago, and they were already ready to fight.

Under the city, old Fan Zeng glanced at Fusu who was pressing the hilt of his sword, and slowly replied: "The speaker is General Xiang Bo, old man Fan Zeng!"

Fusu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: [It seems that this old Fan Zeng really gave up on the old clan of the Six Kingdoms, which saved him a lot of trouble. 】

Uncle Xiang on the city leaned out half of his body from the crenel, looked at old Fan Zeng carefully, and asked, "Old Fan, didn't you go with your brother to capture the King City of Panyu, why did you come back?"

"This old man's old illness has relapsed, so it's really not suitable to travel far. General Xiang Liang is sympathetic to this old man, and sent troops to escort him back to recover from his illness... Cough cough, General Xiang Bo, please open the city gate!"

Lao Fan Zeng's lies came as soon as he opened his mouth, and he coughed twice during his speech to show that he was seriously ill.

Fu Su frowned secretly when he heard this: [This bad excuse can also make money to open the city gate? 】

【If the guard, Xiang Bo, stationed his horses outside the city, and only put a hanging basket to pick you up, wouldn't he be caught blind? 】

He was thinking wildly, but Xiang Bo's response sounded from the city: "Old Fan, wait a moment, this will open."

"It's work."

Old Fan Zeng smiled slightly, turned his head and raised his eyebrows at Fusu, as if to say: 【See you, open as soon as you call. 】

Fusu: "..."

Nima, is this all right?

Sure enough, he is a big idiot of the Xiang family!

squeak-

The thick city gate slowly opened amid harsh friction sounds.

Later, I saw a general wearing a helmet and wearing armor, walking out like a dragon and walking like a tiger, bowed his hands to old Fan Zeng and said, "Old Fan..."

choke-

Fusu drew his sword in his hand and put it on Xiang Bo's neck.

Xiang Bo: "..."

……

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The next day, at noon.

At the junction of the Zhecheng Plain and the mountains and forests, the camp of the Qin Army.

Tread-tap-

Team after team of knights conveying military information sent a letter of military information into the camp and presented it to the main tent of the Chinese army.

"Good! Good! Good~!"

Ying Zheng had read a letter of Feng Junqing, but it was Longyan Joy, and Zhu Wenwu was also smiling.

These military information are all the good news sent back by the troops sent out yesterday to earn the city.

The Zhecheng Plain has already been seized!

However, when Ying Zheng and Zhu Wenwu were happy, Qin Mo frowned slightly. He dispatched eight troops to earn the city yesterday, but only seven of them reported victory.

It can be regarded as seizing...with the word 'calculate', it is open to discussion!
Tread-tap-

At this time, the sound of horseshoes sounded again outside the large tent of the Chinese army, and immediately a soldier with a command flag on his back entered the tent without hindrance, presenting a bamboo slip with both hands: "Tieshan Army, the [-]th brigade, Military report."

It's the military situation, not the good news!
Qin Mo got up suddenly, stepped forward to take the bamboo slips and started to look at them, then frowned.

Seeing his appearance, Ying Zheng and Zhu Wenwu couldn't help grinning secretly.

Could something have happened?

Qin Mo raised his head after reading the bamboo slips, seeing that everyone put away their smiles, he gave the bamboo slips to Ying Zheng, and explained: "The Xiang family's uncle and nephew have escaped and joined the defenders in a town to fight with our earners." The city troops fought a battle, and then led the troops to flee."

"call……"

Ying Zheng and Zhu Wenwu breathed a sigh of relief.

Is this a thing?
This is of course a matter, Xiang Yu broke his arm, but he didn't sink down. This is different from the Chu Overlord who was defeated once and killed himself in Wujiang.

Xiang Yu, who has experienced failure and can stand up again, is undoubtedly a terrible opponent!

(End of this chapter)