Chapter III: Conspiracy

"This is the king in a hurry!" Meng Tian said helplessly with the military newspaper in his hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Fu Su next to info was eager to try, playing with a short sword in his hand and said, "General, we have been training here for more than a year. Except for occasional harassment, the Pingliang Army did not move. I think it's time for a fight. Didn't you also say that this soldier was fought? A soldier who does not see blood cannot be called a real good soldier. ā€

This year's military camp training, Meng Tian really trained Fusu as a soldier. Compared with when he just left Xianyang, Fusu's body is much stronger, and his sword skills have also made great progress. The originally fair face was tanned and red by the scorching sun in the northwest, and he could no longer see the appearance of the original good son.

"Where is Pingliang so easy to fight, if it is so easy to deal with Li Xin's 100,000 army, it will not be wiped out in a battle. In the past two years, I have sent a large number of detailed works. Although he was captured by Pingliang a lot, he also successfully explored some of Pingliang's secrets.

In addition to the huge takin cavalry, Pingliang also has cavalry equipped with war horses from the Western Regions. The takin cavalry has a strong impact, and both men and cattle are heavily armoured. Even if it is a Qin crossbow, it is difficult to penetrate within a hundred steps. And the cavalry equipped with the war horses of the Western Regions is very fast. Our cavalry cannot be compared with them at all.

The most terrifying of all is the elephant cavalry called the war elephant, a behemoth that is two feet tall. A flick of the long nose can knock the cavalry and horses out, and the pillar-like thighs can easily trample the soldiers into meatloaf. Those monsters are so powerful that they can carry a bed crossbow on their backs. Childe thought about it, a team of bed crossbows that could move quickly, what a terrifying power it was. What's more, if you can set up a bed crossbow, you can set up a trebuchet, and the trebuchet that we have tried our best to imitate can only throw stones.

But their trebuchets not only have countless jars of oil to throw. You can even throw something called a bomb, which the soldiers call a thunderbolt. A loud bang is followed by a burst of fire. Countless steel balls and iron pieces flew out, and even the heavy armor of the Modao Battalion couldn't stop it. Don't look at the fact that we have 400,000 people, we are not opponents at all when we really fight. Even if you march to Yongdu now, you won't be able to reach it without dying ten thousand people along the way. "Fusu doesn't understand military affairs, but Meng Tian joined the army as a teenager. He was a general who had been trained in thousands of troops, and he knew the truth of knowing himself and his opponent best.

As early as the beginning of the confrontation with the Pingliang army, he sent a large number of fine works to infiltrate Pingliang, although most of them were cut off by Lao Jiang, but someone still managed to steal the Pingliang military intelligence and ran back. Now the smuggling trade between Pingliang and Daqin is rampant, and there is not a lot of goods and people. This kind of thing, even if it is prevented, cannot be prevented.

"General, you've been saying that since we camped here. Now that more than a year of military training has passed, you still say so. There is a group of people in the court who are afraid of the enemy like a tiger and want to remove you from the position of a great general. The father reluctantly withstood the great pressure, and now Yun Key is calling himself the king in Pingliang. Where do you put your father's face, and where is the military and national prestige of Great Qin? ā€

A year's experience has made Fusu mature a lot. Now he has begun to pay attention to the movements of the imperial court, as if this is his instinct.

"Yes! Now it seems that it is impossible not to fight, but how to fight is a problem. Let's ......! Meng Tian rolled his eyes and thought of a way. After many years of veteran military service, there are still tricks to deal with the poor at this point.

Meng Tian was clever in the northwest camp, but he didn't expect a conspiracy to unfold in Xianyang City. Meng Tian could never have imagined that one of his tentative attacks would become an event that he regretted for the rest of his life.

"You said that the last time the king slaughtered Confucian students in the tea shop, Meng Yi mobilized the forbidden army to protect the king without receiving an order to transfer troops?" Gongsun Long looked at Zhao Gaodao with some surprise, this matter was too sensational, and Gongsun Long felt a little incredible. Immediately a warning flashed through his mind, and his instincts told him that this was something strange.

"Yes! It was chaotic. The soldiers of Xianyang Mansion and the forbidden army were mixed together, and the slaves and maids were also busy with the errands assigned by the king. The slave didn't care for a while, but now that I think about it, something is wrong.

First, it is a big crime to transfer soldiers without orders, Meng Yi was born in a family of generals, and it is impossible not to know military regulations and military orders. Second, when the slave and maid escorted the king out of the palace, the king did not show up at all. The slave maid was out of the palace with a token at that time, how did he Meng Yi know that the king was out of the palace? ā€

"You mean to say...... Meng Yi had a different heart? After listening to Zhao Gao's words, Gongsun Long immediately asked.

Afterwards, the slave maid made an inquiry and found that the soldiers brought by Meng Yi were not formed into a battalion, but some henchmen trained by Ping Suli. It was only the slave and maid who said that this matter was weird, and it was possible for the gentleman to talk about different intentions. Meng Yi controlled the forbidden army, and Meng Tian commanded the army outside. If the king is controlled by Meng Yi, Meng Tian and Gongzi Fusu will come back with a large army. At that time, they said that the king died violently, and he would be able to immediately let Gongzi Fusu ascend the throne. They have an army in hand, and no matter what we think, we can't do anything about them. ā€

Thinking about the consequences, Gongsun Long and Zhao Gao were a little frightened. After the Meng brothers gained power, the first thing they did was probably to kill the princes and their followers. As the most competitive player for the throne, Hu Hai is naturally the focus of the focus. And Gongsun Long and Zhao Gao belong to the mud brought out by pulling out the radish.

"Sir, you need to have an idea on this matter. This time it was our luck, the king transferred the soldiers of Xianyang Mansion, and Meng Yi had no chance to start. Can be ...... next time If Meng Yi is given another chance, he will definitely be more determined than this time, and we can't always be lucky. Zhao Gao said in a hurry.

"Have you reported this to the king?" Gongsun Long thought for a while and asked.

"Not yet, as soon as the results of the investigation came out, the slave and maid came to Mr. to discuss. After all, we have no evidence in our hands, and the Montessori brothers are in full swing. But if the king does not believe in slaves and maidservants, he is deceived by that Mengyi. It's not going to be easy! ā€

"Hmmm! You did the right thing, let's find a way to get the king to leave Xianyang. At the very least, he must leave Meng Yi's sphere of influence, as long as the king leaves Meng Yi's sphere of influence. We will be able to control the king, and since he has done it, we will naturally do it. Gongsun Long's eyes shone brightly, and there were two candles dancing in his pupils.

"Sir, you are going to ......!" Zhao Gao was taken aback, but he didn't expect Gongsun Long to think eight streets away from him. Meng Yi didn't do anything successful, and Gongsun Long had to do it again.

"There can be no woman's kindness now, or after the little prince ascended the throne. You're the Imperial Doctor! (To be continued.) )