Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 366 The capital of Ying is also Nanyang

Yingdu!

Nanyang!

These are two different names, but essentially they refer to the same place.

Decades ago, Bai Qi, the first general in the history of the Qin Dynasty and perhaps the best general in the world, Bai Qi, Lord Wu'an, attacked the Chu State and won consecutive battles. In the end, Yingdu, the capital of the Chu State, was captured by Bai Qi and became the territory of the Qin State and was renamed Nanyang. .

This time, Qin Wangzheng appointed Wang Jian, Li Xin and others as generals to lead an army of 200,000 to attack Chu. With Wang Jian's talents, even if the army of 200,000 might not be able to destroy Chu in one fell swoop, it would still be enough to remain invincible. Not to mention, this time, there will be Chang'an Jun Yingzi and his entourage.

An army of 200,000 marched to the border of Qin and Chu, all the way to Nanyang City.

On this day, Nanyang Government Office, Wancheng.

The weather is sunny and windy.

Half a month ago, Xiong Qi, Lord of Changping, who was responsible for appeasing the hearts of the people of Chu, had arrived here, and now he was waiting with officials of all sizes in Nanyang.

Before the formation, Lord Changping looked at the straight road in the distance. No one could clearly see the expression on his wrinkled face and the officials standing behind him.

There was a sharpness in a pair of eyes that should have been cloudy, and a strong fighting spirit was condensed in the aging body.

Everything should be put to an end!

Rumble!
  Just as Mr. Changping was thinking, there was a muffled thunder-like sound from the corner of the straight road in the distance, dust was flying, and sand and rocks were flying.

Countless military flags were revealed first, and the mighty, almost boundless army finally arrived, and at the forefront of the army, a heroic general came astride a horse.

General Li Xin!

The 200,000-strong army turned into a torrent of steel, swept into this place, and came in front of Chang Pingjun and others.

Snapped!
  Li Xin turned over and dismounted, cupped his hands and clasped his fists at Lord Changping, who was in the front row, and said, "Your Majesty, it's been a long time."

Lord Changping smiled and nodded, his expression full of praise for his younger generation, and said: "General Li Xin, you are finally here."

"I wonder where Old General Wang Jian is?"

Li Xin said with a hint of dissatisfaction, "The old general and Lord Chang'an are behind and will arrive soon."

The army quickly formed a huge square formation. The discipline and bravery of the Qin army were unparalleled in the world. After waiting for a cup of tea, Changping Jun finally saw the Chinese army led by Wang Jian himself, as well as the group of Ying Zihe. A luxurious carriage.

"Your Majesty, I haven't seen you for a long time. How do you look?" Wang Jian was riding on a tall horse. On the horse's neck, drops of sweat like blood oozed out.

His gray beard trembled and he said to Lord Changping.

Lord Changping raised his head, looked directly at Wang Jian on horseback, and said with a smile: "Old General, you're welcome."

"Why don't you leave all of a sudden? Are you there?" Just as Wang Jian and Chang Pingjun were greeting each other, a lazy voice sounded in the ears of these two old foxes who had been in the political arena all their lives.

Hearing this voice, Changping Jun raised his head and looked at the luxurious carriage next to Wang Jian. He saw a delicate white palm reaching out and slowly lifting the curtain covering the carriage.

Yingzi He, who was disheveled, poked his head out, his bright eyes showed a bit of drunkenness, and his cheeks were a bit bright, making it clear at a glance what he was doing just now.

Drunkard! Countless people cursed secretly in their hearts. Ying Zihe blinked his confused eyes and looked around at everyone present. His eyes swept here and there, and finally his eyes fell on a tall and burly general who looked like a big bear.

"Hey, Ren Xiao, come here."

Nanyang guard Ren Xiao was slightly startled when he heard Ying Zihe's words, but he still stepped forward, came to Ying Zihe's side, cupped his hands and said:
  "Ren Xiao has met Lord Chang'an."

"Ren Xiao, I'm tired. Send me in quickly." Ying Zihe said impatiently.

"This?" This was the first time Ren Xiao saw Ying Zihe. When he heard Ying Zihe's instructions, he felt a surge of anger in his heart.

Indulging in wine and sex, you look like this. Boy, did you come to the front line to be an uncle?

But as soon as my mind came to my mind, I realized something was wrong. I had never seen him before. How did he know that I was Ren Xiao?
  Also, if Mr. Chang'an has seen my portrait, and if he is really drunk, shouldn't he still be able to recognize me?
  Is he really confused, or is he pretending to be confused?
  "Yes, Your Majesty." With his mind turning, Ren Xiao agreed.

"Mr. Changping." After Yingzihe's interruption, Wang Jian had no intention of continuing to be polite to Mr. Changping and said to him, "The army has been running for days and the soldiers are tired, so we should set up camp and enter the city first."

"That's what the old general said." Chang Pingjun said calmly.

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Swish!
  At night, the moon and stars are scarce. Before you know it, it's the fifteenth day of every month again, and the bright moon turns into a jade plate, scattering across the sky and earth.

It made the stars that should have been so bright and dazzling, and kept blinking, eclipsed. Two hundred thousand Qin troops have arrived. After resting in Nanyang for a few days, they will set off again, enter the Chu land, and launch the last and most critical battle to destroy the six kingdoms - destroy Chu!
  Most of the army generals live in military camps outside the city. The night was already dark, and the 200,000 troops had basically fallen into a sweet sleep.

In the center of the military camp, in Ying Zihe's tent.

During the day, Ying Zihe, Wang Jian and others returned to the military camp after accepting Lord Changping's hospitality.

Ren Xiao, a tall man with a dark face and a beard like steel needles, stood in front of Ying Zihe, wearing armor.

"Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

Except for Ying Zi and Ren Xiao, there was no one else in the entire commander's tent. Ren Xiao looked at the clear-eyed and energetic Lord Chang'an in front of him and said with a cupped hand.

"Ren Xiao." Ying Zihe crossed his arms and asked with a chuckle, "Nanyang, how many soldiers and horses are there now?"

"Fifty thousand." Ren Xiao quickly replied. As the old capital of the Chu State and the border of the Qin State, Nanyang was a top priority and had many soldiers and horses.

"How many can be used?" Ying Zihe smiled indifferently and asked a question that could scare people to death.

Ren Xiao looked embarrassed and confused. He didn't know what kind of medicine this notoriously difficult young man was selling in the gourd.

"this?"

Ying Zihe looked at Ren Xiao with a frivolous smile on his lips. His eyes seemed gentle, but they gave Ren Xiao an irresistible thought.

"Twenty thousand!" Under Ying Zihe's gaze, Ren Xiao gave such an answer.

"There are still 20,000," Yingzihe smacked his lips, "Things have not reached the worst situation I imagined."

Snapped!
  Ying Zihe came to Ren Xiao and slapped the shoulder of this burly man who looked like a bear. Although he was not inferior, he was at least one head behind Ren Xiao. With one slap, Ren Xiao fell He didn't even have a chance to dodge and was shot right in the face.

(End of this chapter)