Daqin: Prince Peerless, guarding Hangu for ten years!

Chapter 46 Accompany me to meet the coalition forces!

Lower reaches of Fen River, southwest.

Da da da--

A huge army was crossing the mountains, their horses' hooves as agile as thunder, and the torches in their hands drew a line of fire through the mountains and forests.

Even the rugged ground in the foothills could not stop the cavalry from moving forward at all, and their marching speed did not slow down at all.

"drive--"

Scouts and cavalry were constantly coming and going on both sides of the army, reporting the situation before and after the army to the army commander.

"Report!!"

"Reporting to the general, there are still ten miles ahead before we can walk out of the valley and arrive at Fenshui."

When the leader, a young man with a heroic appearance, heard this, his face suddenly showed an excited look, and he said loudly: "Okay. Thank you for your hard work. Send the order and let the brothers work harder. When they reach Fenshui, they can rest for a while."

"No!" The scout cavalry immediately took the order and retreated. The general's order was passed along along the way. Although there was no response to the cheers, the speed of the army's march began to increase unknowingly.

Seeing this scene, the originally serious face of the heroic young man couldn't help but become more vivid at this moment.

At this moment, a military prince with a mustache suddenly spoke:

"Captain Meng, why are we rushing to the Fenshui battlefield in such a hurry and letting our brothers suffer in vain? We might as well rest by the Fenhe River for a night. Anyway, even if we rush there, we won't get much credit. How can we listen to Wang Zijun in vain? Sent to suffer.”

"What nonsense are you talking about!" A tall military lord next to him grabbed the horse's reins and shouted in a low voice: "Saving people is like putting out fires. We are all Qin people. It doesn't matter who we are. If you continue to talk nonsense, believe it or not, military law will be enforced now." Got it done for you."

His eyes were as wide as copper bells, coupled with his tall stature, which was rare among Qin people, he was very oppressive at night.

Suddenly, Hu Junhou Jin'an, who spoke, immediately shrank his neck and waved his hands with a stern expression: "This... this is just a chat between brothers, but I do have good intentions. I will do it if you want to do it. I believe the brothers will also be grateful. Captain."

"Oh, are you really so kind?" There was a crackling sound, and the sparks on the torch danced. In the flickering firelight, Meng Wu touched the hilt of the sword and looked over with a gloomy face: "If I don't do this, brothers Are you just feeling resentful?"

"How could this happen? Brothers respect the captain and it's too late. How dare you feel resentful? But I do think about the captain." After saying this, Jin An came closer with a flattering look and covered his head with his hands. He whispered with his mouth shut:

"... Lieutenant Colonel, we have been serving under Wang Zizhu. If we were to serve under Wang Zijun, we would be sent to die in vain. We are the strength and heritage that Wang Zizhu will inherit as King of Qin in the future."

"Then the lives of the more than 20 soldiers of our Qin Dynasty will not be saved?" Meng Wu slowly pulled out the iron sword from his waist, the tip of the sword trembled slightly and made a soft sound:
"I don't care about Wang Zizhu or Wang Zijun. I only know that I was ordered by the king to rescue more than 20 Qin army comrades. You are so clever in your words and sowing discord. Could it be that you are in the dark world of the Six Kingdoms?"

Jin An's smile suddenly stiffened, he looked at Meng Wu and waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No... no, small is not, small is..."

In the panic-swaying field of vision, the firelight flashed with a cold light, and his arm was already raised.

Jin An immediately pulled the reins of the horse, turned around and was about to kick the horse away, but the sword edge had already slashed down on the head and passed through the neck.

With a puff.

Blood splattered.

The corpse fell under the horse, still twitching, the light of the torch flickered, and sparks popped out.

The Qin army cavalry who heard the movement all looked over here with torches.

Meng Wu's face was stained with blood, and there was a fierce look in his eyes: "In the face of the war, we should work together as one. If there is anyone who is half-hearted, don't blame Meng Wu for not caring about humanity."

In the queue, someone suddenly lowered his head and said nothing.

Seeing this, Meng Wu took a deep breath and spoke again: "Everyone rushed overnight to meet the general at the Fenshui battlefield and move forward!" In the foothills, a shadowy figure moved, and the iron sword that wiped away the blood was replaced by Meng Wu. Insert it into the sheath, and lead the cavalry across the foothills and river beaches in a mighty manner, heading northward on the Shuoshui River, heading towards the upstream location of Yingjun...

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A cold wind blows across the Fenshui River, bringing with it rich water vapor between the undulating waves.

The sun has not yet risen, and the golden morning drums are already ringing on both sides of the Fen River.

After a brief period of chaos on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, the Qin soldiers who were resting on the spot stood up from the wilderness and began to gather quickly with a buzzing sound.

"Assemble!"

"All the armies return to their respective formations."

"The general has ordered that all armies return to their respective positions and prepare to retreat!"

A captain with an iron sword on his back and a long sword in his hand galloped among the army, constantly calling on the generals at all levels to integrate their troops.

At the same time, in the wilderness, on a mound that was not tall but conspicuous enough, the figure who had been sitting all night stood up and looked quietly at the noisy people and horses in the wilderness.

Yesterday, when the Qin army counterattacked and returned to the battlefield, all the Qin army was still in a chaotic and unorganized state. They fought until dark. In order to avoid the camp roar in the future, Yingjun never ordered the army to be reorganized.

The slightly cold morning wind whistled by, and the white shirt floated. The tall figure standing with his sword made everyone look at him. Behind them, Dian Wei and Li Cunxiao came over and said with cupped hands:

"My lord, there are currently 13 soldiers on the east bank. After the army is assembled, it will take at least three hours to cross the Fen River. The Chu-Zhao coalition will not give us time."

After Li Cunxiao finished speaking, Yingjun turned his head and glanced at the horizon, and said lightly: "It's expected."

"Last night, more than a thousand soldiers died suddenly in their sleep. The corpses have been sorted. Do you want to take them away?"

"Cremate it and scatter it into Fenshui." After Yingjun finished speaking, he sighed in his heart. This situation had long been expected by him.

He did not force the army to cross the river last night just to prevent this situation.

After the battle, almost everyone in the Qin army was exhausted, and they all relied on their own strong resilience to hold on. He was originally worried that if they all crossed the river last night, the breath he was holding would be released, and there would be many soldiers that night. Sudden death on the West Coast.

Although it is a pity now, it is basically within the range that Yingjun can accept.

Kindness does not hold the army!

Ten years of wind and frost in Hangu have sharpened Yingjun's heart enough to make him fully understand the meaning of these four words.

What's more, this is not the time for him to be soft-hearted.

Qin does not need a soft-hearted king.

At this moment, a clatter of horse hoofs approached, and in the next moment Wei He rode a war horse, covered in dust, and rushed to Ying Jun. He turned over and dismounted, knelt on one knee and reported:

"My lord, all the soldiers and horses of the Chu-Zhao coalition have already marched out of Piluo City and are approaching here. It is estimated that it will take less than an hour..."

Wei He was speaking, but Ying Jun remained silent. He turned around and looked down at the beach beside the Fen River. Long queues of teams were forming from this side to the other side of the river behind them.

When Wei He finished speaking, a faint smile flashed across the corner of Yingjun's mouth, his expression turned cold in an instant, and he waved without looking back:
"The rest hastened their retreat. Cunxiao and Dianwei stayed behind and accompanied me to meet the coalition forces!"

(End of this chapter)