The hidden strength behind Lü Buwei was completely revealed at this moment, in the entire periphery of Xianyang City, the dead soldiers gathered quickly, the death guard order was issued, and the dead soldiers in various cities along the way were dispatched, among which Xianyang City was the most, as the prime minister's death guard was absolutely loyal, the most important thing was that the identity was mysterious, no one would have thought that the shopkeeper of the cloth and silk shop would have a kind face on weekdays at this time, holding a sword with a fierce face.

In a remote village on the outskirts of Xianyang City, an old man sat there, with a leisurely face, the Qin State was rich, and the people lived a good life, at least they had no worries about food and clothing, and they didn't have to worry about the pain of war.

A figure appeared, the old man hurriedly stood up, as if he had a premonition, his eyes looked at it, it was indeed a half-old woman, holding a wooden stick and clothes in her hand, her hair was coiled, her skin was fair, she must have been a beauty when she was young, the two families were next to each other, the old man had no woman, this woman also had no man, and secretly couldn't help but have a little more worry, the same is human nature, men need it, and women are the same.

"Get out?"

"Go to the river." The woman deliberately made the river more important, the old man nodded again and again, there is a field by the river, the crops in the field grow to more than one person, two people hide in it and say warm words, by the way, they will not be seen, here is different, there are many people, even if they meet each other and say a few more words, it is not appropriate.

The woman left, holding something in her hand, her buttocks twisting from side to side, she was happy to see her heart, and suddenly a cold gaze came, the old man turned around and frowned, the woman's son, who seemed to be aware of the two of them, sat down slowly, and the sun fell on his body, with a bit of laziness.

A fast horse galloped forward on the path, running across the stream and splashing the water, and the woman couldn't help but look up, and the stick in her hand stopped, and immediately the person ran straight to the village.

The sound of horses' hooves approached, the old man's eyes lit up, as if he thought of something, he stood up, and the man was holding an object, a black token, and the word "death" was written on it.

"Prime Minister's Death Guard Order."

Several people exclaimed at the same time, everyone knew the meaning of the death guard order, and the old man took a deep breath, his original old state completely disappeared, "I have been waiting for this day for twenty years. ”

"Sanlipo outside Xianyang City."

Immediately, after the people finished speaking, they quickly left and rushed to the next place, the dead guards were all over Xianyang City, the time was urgent, a few people rushed back, kicked open the door and went straight to the bed, took out a wooden box, the wooden box opened, and there was a long sword inside, the long sword was in the hand, and the sharp blade flashed with light, as a dead guard, he was ready to fight at any time.

"Daddy Xu."

The old man turned around, it was the son of a woman, with a burden on his body and a long sword in his hand, just an ordinary village, and it was surprising that this situation occurred.

"Huzi, let's go."

The old man sighed, still thinking about the water's edge, the hot body and each other's warmth, if she really didn't want to leave, would she be sad.

"Stay and take care of my mother." Huzi looked at the old man and said, the battle is imminent, life and death are unpredictable, and the matter between the two has long been known, although he is uncomfortable and even a little resentful, he finally let go at this moment.

"If you can come back alive." The old man smiled indifferently, as soon as the Prime Minister's death guard order came out, no one could resist, let alone resist, as a death guard, he was already destined to such a fate.

Sanlipo outside Xianyang City

This place is extremely hidden, a slope extends for three miles, so there is this name, at this time completely standing in black, gathering nearly seven or eight thousand people from dawn to noon, such a speed makes Lü Buwei satisfied, decades of operation, spending a lot of financial resources, in order to this day, raising troops for a thousand days and using soldiers for a while.

Lu Buwei is worried that something will happen to Ying Zheng, after all, he is young, and he is facing Zhao Kuo, who is known for his weird play, it is undeniable that the two have formed a relationship with Lu Buwei invisibly, because Lu Niangrong stabbed Zhao Kuo willfully for a while, but was controlled by him, in the dead of night, the dry firewood broke out instantly, and a bloody fight became a good thing, and it was also a coincidence, when he came back, he found that he was pregnant, which is now Lu Tianying, as for Ying Zheng, there is no need to elaborate, maybe even Zhao Ji is not clear, it was originally a confused account.

Ten people stepped forward quickly, and Lu Buwei nodded, "Hard work, everyone." ”

"I don't hesitate to die for my lords."

"Let's go!"

The leaders of the top ten dead guards rushed back, a black storm swept quickly, with Lu Buwei there, the cities along the way were opened, and ten days later, Chang Yu got the news, and the news came back from the outer cities.

"How many?"

"Not ten thousand."

Chang Yu nodded, "Lu Buwei, the old fox, was still deceived by you, go down and receive the reward." ”

"Thank you, sir."

The man turned around and left, Chang Yu's face was gloomy, he could gather 10,000 people in such a short time, this is Lu Buwei's strength, if it is all, it can still be handled, after all, there are only 10,000 people, if not, then how many people are hidden in secret.

On the periphery of the valley, the heavy armored cavalry of the Zhao army blocked the mouth of the valley, and Wang Jian had to retreat after a desperate fight, covered in sweat, so that the continuous fighting consumed too much from the body, especially in the face of the same outstanding heavy cavalry, the fight did not stop, the valley was filled with smoke, and the entire Qin army camp made bursts of coughing from time to time.

"It's fine!"

The fire gradually extinguished, Ying Zheng let out a sigh of relief, if this fire really burns, the loss is immeasurable, is this decision too impatient, no matter what, Zhao Kuo will definitely not take it lightly.

The army of dead soldiers advanced quickly, and heard the sound of shouting and killing from a distance, Lu Buwei's long sword in his hand, his eyes revealed an astonishing killing intent, the war between Qin and Zhao could not be avoided, and the wish of his life had almost been achieved, and there was only one point left, helping Yingzheng to dominate the world, which also belonged to the Lu family.

The periphery of the valley was full of flat ground, the dead man rushed forward, Huzi spread his legs with a sharp blade in his hand, and Old Man Xu was not slow at all, "Dad, slow down, hide behind." ”

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and the shouting of killing completely covered the footsteps in the rear, and when Zhao Kuo found out, the distance between the two camps was only dozens of zhang.

"Array."

The war horses turned around one after another, Zhao Kuo frowned, and a large number of black-clothed swordsmen appeared behind him, extremely fast, holding weapons and rushing straight to his camp, and the comers were not good.

The spear array moved forward quickly, the body went down, the soldiers in the rear approached, a gust of wind blew, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, the rear was desperately fighting for the valley mouth, the front Zhao army set up a formation along the line, the spear array was behind the crossbow array, the archers were on both sides, and dozens of horsemen surrounded Zhao Kuo.

"Shoot!"

Archers and crossbows were fired at the same time, and the dead soldiers who rushed to the front were hit by arrows one after another, and there was no armor on their bodies, so they could not stop the powerful sword at all, and they still tried to get up again when they fell to the ground, with the last conviction that even if they died, they would die as they deserved.

The front camp was shot by arrows one after another, and almost at the same time, the black-clothed swordsmen behind approached, and no one retreated in the face of the instantaneous killing arrows, but the speed became faster and faster.

The speed of the archer's arrows was obviously much slower, and the repeater camp behind the spear array shot again, and the opposing camp fell again, the number was significantly less, and there were only a few arrows left in the crossbow in his hand.

"Your Majesty, you're running out of arrows."

"The sharpshooter battalion retreats to the right side first."

A large number of black-clothed swordsmen appeared behind, and it was impossible to stop the Qin army, what to do now was to withdraw from the range of Qin State's control with minimal losses, once the spear array was broken by the other party, the sharpshooter battalion would inevitably suffer, that was also what Zhao Kuo didn't want to see the most, the sharpshooter battalion had limited strength, and the same was true for the number of crossbows.

Under an order, the spear array let out an earth-shattering roar, fighting for his life to buy enough time for his companions to leave, as a soldier to be able to die on the battlefield is the greatest 'glory, a person who dies in battle is a warrior, and it is a hero to die for his companions, that is faith, pretending to be someone else, pretending to be Zhao Guo, and not hesitating to fight to the death.

Immediately, the archers drew their long swords, and the heavy armored cavalry in the rear was in full swing, there was still a period of time before sunset, and it would be delayed until dark anyway, and if they left now, once the Qin army was in hot pursuit, the entire camp of nearly thirty or forty thousand horses would die here.

"Leap!"

The black-clothed swordsman approached, facing exactly the Zhao Army's spear array, the biggest threat of the spear array was to stab out instantly to cause damage, the soldiers staggered each other, and the spears stabbed out along the gaps, and if they wanted to rush away quickly, they could only use the height of the war horse and their own impact power, which the black-clothed dead soldiers did not have, and the entire dead man camp could have war horses but dozens of people.

With an angry shout, the black-clothed swordsman in front of him stopped one after another, his body went down, and almost at the same time the swordsman behind him approached, his legs jumped up and landed on the person in front of him, the person below exerted force, and the black-clothed swordsman above quickly jumped forward with his strength, and his whole body jumped up close to a zhang.

"Thorn!"

The movements were uniform, Zhao Jun was well-trained, the spears were stabbed out one after another, the black-clothed swordsmen in the high places were stabbed by the spears, and the blood flowed down the spears, and almost at the same time, the second wave of black-clothed swordsmen attacked again, using the error formed by the spears being stabbed backwards, not only that, the Dao figure rolled forward, his hands were punched out one after another, the dust was flying, and the dead soldiers' tactics were omnipotent, most of them were born as scoundrels in the market.

The dust entered the eyes, and the soldiers in front of him holding spears in the formation were unbearable, and their eyes had to be closed, even so, their bodies were steady, and almost at the same time they rolled forward and the black-clothed swordsmen approached quickly, seizing the opportunity, the long swords attacked one after another, and the soldiers in the front row of camps were suffering, and the rear was quickly arranged, and almost at the same time, three spear formations were formed again.

"Zhao Kuo, you have some skills."

Lü Buwei people can see clearly on the horse, the whole camp is advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, especially the heavy armored cavalry at the mouth of the valley, the war horses are running back and forth, and the distance between them is even more exquisite, compared to the cavalry in the valley, the outer heavy armored cavalry can completely use the terrain to run up and fight, once the cavalry loses speed, its own attack power is also greatly reduced.

"Trapped in the valley, it should be the king's soldiers and horses?"

Lu Buwei sneered, "How can hundreds of thousands of troops be so easily trapped, Zhao Kuo is too naïve and goes all out." ”

The black-clothed man swordsman has a changeable fighting style and flexible skills, an old man's body is rolling, the sand in his hand is sent out again and again, followed by a person, his body is strong, and the long sword in his hand keeps chopping out.

"Daddy, you still have a way."

The old man said with a smile: "When I went into battle with your father, it was called a happy one, I don't want to be old, I can fight once, and it is worth dying." ”

The black-clothed swordsman pushed forward, two spear formations in a row were broken by the other party, and the remaining soldiers quickly retreated, Zhao Kuo looked at the sky, the sun hung high above, "Attack!" ”

Under an order, the archers on both sides have been killed, the bow and arrow are behind him, and the long sword is completely replaced in his hand, the bow battalion is also the trump card of Zhao Kuo's subordinates, with cavalry impact power, and also plays the long-range lethality of the bow and arrow, which is also thanks to the king of martial arts, Hufu cavalry shooting, Zhao cavalry riding and archery ability has been greatly improved, people can shoot with bows and arrows when they are far away on the horse, and they can fight with weapons when they are close, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the cavalry killed one after another, and the long sword in his hand went straight to the black-clothed swordsman to split.