The Villain System of Mingyue in Qin Dynasty.

The moment finally came.Fatigue has now swept over every knight in the Tenglong Legion.

Is the other party also waiting for this moment?

The collapse of the Tenglong Legion also started from this moment.

The fighting continued, but there was no more suspense.Ying Ziyi's Ghost Prison Ghost Rider swept across the battlefield with a destructive force.

The setting sun is falling into the sky, and the sky is getting late.

The battlefield has become extremely lonely.In this war, some people chose to be deserters, while others chose to continue to resist.

Between life and faith, everyone's choice is different.

Long Guang had already fallen off his horse, and his war cavalry also perished in the vortex of war.At this moment, around him, there are more than a dozen remnant soldiers and defeated generals, holding guns to resist the siege of the Qin army.

With such a negligible resistance, a rain of arrows from the Qin army can swallow all their efforts.However, they still chose to stick to it instead of kneeling and surrendering.

Every Chu soldier had a determined expression on his face. In fact, under the vanguard of the ghost prison ghost cavalry, the people who are still alive are all those who are strong in martial arts and have a strong will.

Ying Ziyi left the cavalry and horses, and quietly came in front of these dozens of people.

Facing Ying Ziyi, among the dozens of people, some were gnashing their teeth, some were cursing in pain, and some were eager to try their swords... Only one person remained calm all the time.

As they got closer, Long Guang finally saw Ying Ziyi clearly.On the other hand, the immature face seems to be a child who needs to be cared for all the time if he holds it in his hand and is afraid of falling, and holds it in his mouth for fear of melting.But who would have thought that it was this naive boy who set off a monstrous storm in the world.

"Do you know how you lost?" Ying Ziyi said.

"Skills are not as good as people's, so what can I do!" Long Qi smiled self-deprecatingly.

"No! In terms of command, you are not inferior to any general in our army, and even better than most of them. It is a pity that the group of knights beside you."

"They are all good soldiers!" Long Guang said.

"That's right, I don't deny this. It's a pity that you lost because they were good soldiers." Ying Ziyi smiled and said meaningfully.

"Because they regard soldiers as a profession, and fighting is only a part of it. For the soldiers behind me, war means everything to them."

At this moment, Long Guang felt a sense of relief in his heart.Ying Ziyi was about to leave, but Long Guang asked, "How are they doing?"

"Escape!"

Looking at Ying Ziyi who was going away, a trace of gratitude even flashed in Long Guang's heart.Although he knew what the fate of him and the soldiers beside him would be.

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The reels of the carriage stopped slowly, and all the soldiers of the Qin Army were waiting in the chilling barracks.

Soldiers line up, generals line up.But Wang Jian and Meng Wu stood quietly in front of the camp with a group of senior generals.

Sitting in the chariot, the eldest son of Great Qin, Fu Suqing, the first heir to the throne of Qin, clenched his hands slightly on his knees, he was still very nervous.

After all, walking into the barracks was one of the few experiences he had, and he also had a major mission on his body.

This mission is to let the hundreds of thousands of soldiers of Great Qin know him, understand him, and let them know that the heir to the first throne of Qin can also share joys and sorrows with the soldiers and fight together, not a Zhao who only talks on paper in the Xianyang Palace. include.

"The veteran sees His Royal Highness the eldest son."

"My subordinates see His Royal Highness the eldest son."

This barracks is where Wang Jian's tent is located, with nearly [-] soldiers.Now they lined up and shouted, how amazing the momentum is!

Fusu's hand trembled, he took a breath, suppressed his throbbing heart, and got off the car.

"General Wang Jian, all generals, Fusu is being polite here!"

"Young Master, you are a veteran!" Wang Jian hastily took two or three steps forward, holding Fusu's hands that were saluting.

"Young Master holds the King's Talisman Festival, you can't do this, you can't do this." Wang Jian said hastily.

Being blocked by Wang Jian, Fusu was obviously at a loss, but he immediately smiled and said: "General Wang Jian and all the other soldiers are the pillars of our great Qin, so they deserve the gift of Fusu."

"Hahaha! Young Master was joking. Drinks have been prepared in the tent, and the last general is waiting for someone to welcome Young Master."

In Fusu's heart, he wanted to exchange a few words with the generals and soldiers in the army.Now that Wang Jian said so, Fu Su had no choice but to let go of the cares in his heart, and obediently followed Wang Jian into the account.

The decorations in the tent are resplendent and resplendent, the wine vessels and lacquer plates used are of a new style, and the meat and meat in the fruit shop are also top-notch, it seems that they are all newly purchased.Even the waiters in the tent are young men with thin skin and tender flesh, not like the rough men outside the military tent.

Fu Su frowned, and asked Wang Jian, "Are the generals also like this?"

When Fusu asked Wang Jian, he immediately understood what he meant, and immediately said: "Young master holds the king's talisman, and every move is as if the king is here in person. How dare we treat you with ordinary things."

"General, you don't need to be so polite. Before I came, my father said that all the generals are the seniors of Fusu, let me learn more from them. Now that the army is attacking Chu, everything is not easy. We still don't have to be so extravagant it is good."

"Veteran understands!" Wang Jian waved his hand, and the attendants quickly removed the fruit shop, meat, drinks and drinks from the tent, and replaced them with ordinary military food.

Wang Jian asked Fusu to sit in the first seat, and all the generals in the tent took their seats one by one.

"Young master, you have been exhausted all the way. The veteran is here to offer a cup to the eldest son."

"Please!"

After drinking a cup, Fusu asked, "Does General Wang have any news about the fourteenth brother?"

"This... the last news that the army received was that after the Fourteenth Prince captured the capital of Chu, he attacked a group of Chu troops escorting food and grass near Shouchun. After that, there was no news."

"Really?" Fusu's expression was unclear, he drank a glass of wine and said: "That day in the Xianyang Palace, the Fourteenth Prince once said in front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty that he would only command three thousand cavalry from the headquarters. It was able to capture Shouchun. At that time, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, including me, thought that Brother Wang was talking nonsense. Now that things have changed, it is unexpected that Brother Wang really made such great achievements. It’s just that the capital of Chu fell. The army is encircled, I really don't know what else Wang Brother can do to get out of the trap?"

Fusu's last sentence meant worry.It's just that among the generals in the tent, there was ever a foolish person. It's really hard to say what His Royal Highness the eldest son is worried about.