Therefore, the Qin relics, these people are all diehards. Four hundred years have passed, and it has not been extinguished. These people are all old Qin people.

……

Guo Jia suddenly felt that a danger was approaching. His mind flashed, and various hypotheses came out one after another. Finally, he raised his head and said.

"What's your intention?"

If you want to crack it, you have to dig deeper. Only by understanding the meaning of the old Qin relics can Guo Jia make an analysis and then break them one by one.

"Whew."

Glancing at the starry night sky, Ying Fei paused for a moment and said, "The captain is the last lieutenant to show his loyalty."

Ying Fei paused for a moment, his eyes flickered a few times, and said: "Taiwei is writing on the parchment scroll, and the descendants will assist Ying Qin."

"Show it with the instructions of the ancestors, show their hearts!"

sighed, Guo Jia, and said: "Taiwei is worthy of being a loyal minister, he was majestic during his lifetime, and he is also true after his death."

"Hmm."

Ying Fei nodded yes, Wei Yi deserves to be a die-hard person. During his lifetime, he formulated the strategy of leveling the Six Kingdoms for Great Qin, and did his best. After his death, he also planned for Ying Qin.

The eyes are as bright as a galaxy, and the hair blown up by the wind is scattered at the back of the head. Ying Fei stood in the courtyard, and it was difficult to choose for a while, swaying from side to side, negligent.

"Fengxiao, the matter has come to this, what should I do?"

Vacillating in his heart, he can't make a choice. After a long time, Ying Fei turned her head to look at Guo Jia and said.

"After 400 years of dormancy, its momentum is even stronger. Therefore, the Qin relics are definitely one of the hidden secret forces in the world. If used properly, this can be a strong reinforcement. ”

In his eyes, the essence of light shot out. Guo Jia's eyes shrank and said, "This is an intellectual duel, and it has little to do with the overall strength."

"With Xu Changshi, the lord, and the three of Jia are here, it is enough to turn any situation around, and the lord doesn't have to be afraid."

……

Guo Jia's heart is like a mirror, and he sees this matter thoroughly. Therefore, although the Qin relics are huge, they are only for now.

When the yellow turban is exterminated, Yingfei's momentum will definitely rise. At that time, the balance between the two will tilt bit by bit. Until the end, Ying Fei will definitely become the sole master of the entire force with an overwhelming advantage.

What's more, Ying Fei has a large army. Once the Qin relics were deceased, there was a riot. In the blink of an eye, it can dispatch a large army and slay it with the power of thunder.

……

In troubled times, the army is the capital of life. Although Guo Jia is not clear about the phrase "power comes from the barrel of a gun", his thoughts are indeed the same.

Guo Jia advocates violence and likes to be singular.

If he thinks that he can solve it by force, he should not use his brainpower. After all, force is the simplest, crudest, and most effective of all.

One of them is a literati, but he does the opposite. In this brilliant late Han Dynasty, I have to say that Guo Jia is a wonderful flower.

"Hmm."

Hearing this, he nodded. Ying Fei thought for a while, and her eyes were full of light, and she said.

"This matter will be put on hold for the time being, and we will talk about it later."

……

Therefore, the affairs of the Qin relics are complicated and chaotic, and it is impossible to figure it out at all. What's more, Ying Fei is not in a hurry about this, and plans to dry it for a while.

"No."

Guo Jia glanced at it obliquely, and the thoughts in his heart turned a thousand times. For Yingfei's sudden move, he was slightly puzzled. He felt that at this moment, Ying Fei was no longer sharp.

At this moment, Ying Fei has lost her original sharpness. Just like a middle-aged person, it becomes graceful and atmospheric.

In the depths of Guo Jia's eyes, a trace of regret passed. He glanced at it, his expression unpredictable. I also know a thing or two about Guo Jia's thoughts.

The sharpness of the past no longer exists.

This is because Yingfei was not worth it before. There is no longer the slightest superfluous value other than oneself.

When people are down, they are willing to work hard. At this moment, Ying Feigui is the protector of the capital of the Western Regions, eating 2,000 stones, and commanding 100,000 troops.

It has officially become a benchmark force. It can be said that at this moment, Yingfei's family has a great cause, which drags it down. Even if he wants to fight hard, the forces behind him will not be willing.

……

The flood raged, and the days were long.

The waters of the great river are gushing endlessly. Since the evacuation of Ying Fei and others, the water level has gradually risen. In the sky and water, Chaoyang County is like a city in the water.

"Qu Shuai."

Stand on the city wall and look at the muddy waters beneath the city. In the fourth year of Zhao, a touch of coldness raged in the tiger's eyes.

"What?"

Sitting in the city of sorrow, at this moment, Zhao Sisi's face was gloomy and about to drip water.

"The raft is ready, please move over."

The Yellow Turban Colonel said towards Ying Fei. His expression was respectful, and the yellow scarf on his head moved with the wind.

"Hmm."

Hearing his words, Zhao Sisi's eyes flashed. After a pause, he shouted.

"Command the whole army, withdraw!"

"No."

The Yellow Turban Colonel turned around and left, and the water was raging, rising little by little. This scene was clearly seen by everyone.

The worries in my heart exploded geometrically. It's the equivalent of the Grim Reaper's scythe, resting on the neck. The cold killing machine rushed straight to Baihui.

……

Rafts come in all shapes and sizes. Zhao Sisi stood on the raft, his expression complicated.

After traveling thousands of miles, its plan fell through, and the loss of soldiers and horses and grain and grass made it extremely painful.

"Soldiers enter Bochang."

Running rampant along the water, after three breaths, Zhao Si looked up to the sky and howled.

For the surrounding forms, Zhao has studied them for four years. So far, there is only one way to go, and that is to enter Bochang!

"Brother Zhao."

Standing on the raft, Wang Dahu's eyes flashed and he said. At this moment, he admired Zhao Sisi's talent. It is precisely because of this that the three forces will be like a family at this moment.

"Brother Wang, what's the matter with you?"

Turning his head, his eyes collided.

"Huh."

Fierce sparks, intertwined in mid-air. Glancing at each other, Wang Da's face flashed with embarrassment, and said.

"Bochang is the place where the sun faces east. There are not only our army, but also the 20,000 troops of the capital. ”

"Yes, this trip to Bochang will definitely intersect with Dadu Hu. I don't know Brother Zhao, what means do you have? ”

For the Yellow Turban soldiers, Ying Fei is a killing god. The famous name he killed is enough to make a child cry. Because of this, Wang Da is always not at ease in his heart.

Its army is mighty, and it is not afraid of any enemy. Zhao Sinian's eyes flashed, he paused for a moment, turned his head, and said.

"There are hundreds of thousands of people in our army, and most of them are only 20,000. Twenty to one, what are you afraid of! ”

Zhao Si Si has a tough tone and is arrogant. At this time, he was the commander of the coalition and the soul of the army. Others can be afraid, but he can't speak lightly.

has seen Ying Fei's sharpness, Zhao Sisi has no confidence in the 200,000 army. What's more, Ying Fei used her army to meet the army of thousands of miles.

The outcome was already predestined!

"Most of the protections."

muttered in his heart, a touch of fierce murder, like a drum.