King Yan entered the pass, immediately ordered to close the gate and take strict precautions, although he did not see the figure of Zhao Jun along the way, he also did not dare to be careless, Zhao Kuo was the best at night attack, and the arrangement of troops was often unpredictable, and the guards agreed again and again, seeing that the king's face was gloomy, and the camp behind him showed the state of wolf bèi It was already clear that it was bound to be defeated by Zhao Jun, and it was so spectacular when he went out of the customs in the past.

King Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and when he returned to his homeland, he also felt down-to-earth, he couldn't eat and sleep well for several days, the whole person became a lot haggard, and the whole person lost a lot of weight when he touched his cheeks.

"King, please eat!"

"Put it here."

The guard waved his hand, the soldier stepped forward carefully, the roasted meat revealed a burst of aroma, the wine pot was placed neatly, and the soldier bowed down and withdrew, "The king is related to the lifeblood of Yan, and he can't hurt his body because of this." ”

King Yan nodded, "Yes, true heroes will definitely not be swayed by temporary success or failure, and the widow has the confidence that he can defend the Yan Kingdom." After speaking, King Yan quickly came to the front, most of them were hungry, tearing their mouths and biting, and the whole pot of wine was poured directly.

A pot of wine was drunk, King Yan's body was tilted to the side, tiredness hit, he simply lay there, the snoring sound came out for a short time, the guard did not dare to disturb in his eyes, slowly withdrew, and explained that he was a good guard, and there was no slack in the slightest.

dreamland

The whole hall was lively, King Yan was wearing a golden crown, surrounded by beautiful women, and one person ran in quickly, "Report, the front army has invaded Handan." ”

"Did you kill Zhao Kuo?"

"General Sun captured King Zhao alive and is now waiting outside."

"Okay, well done, bring it in."

After a short time, a person was pushed in, and a strong one was tied up and down, and King Yan stood up, and the person who came was tall, and his armor was covered with blood, "Raise your head." ”

The two eyes were facing each other, it was Zhao Kuo, that face, that kind of look was too profound, even if it turned into ashes, it would be a bit exaggerated, "Zhao Kuo, what else do you have to say now?" ”

Zhao Kuo was tied up, the person behind him kicked hard to the crook of the leg, the whole person knelt down, his face was unconvinced, his body struggled to stand up, and King Yan waved his hand, "Forget it, after all, he is also the king." ”

"It's not Zhao Kuo's fault, it's only a bad general, and no elite soldiers!"

King Yan was stunned, why is this sentence so familiar, it seems that he has heard it somewhere, and he can't think of it for a while, one qiē is no longer important, the invasion of Handan by the army is equivalent to completely occupying the land of Zhao, Yan State has several cities, and the army is strong, and the next step is to destroy Qin in one fell swoop and achieve the hegemony of Yan State.

King Yan couldn't help laughing when he thought of this, "Defeat is defeat, Zhao Kuo, if there is an afterlife, you must remember not to be an enemy of the widow!" ”

"Ridiculous, ridiculous, look around you!"

King Yan smiled, being able to defeat Zhao Kuonai's long-cherished wish in his life, and now it has finally been achieved, a bright light rose in the hall, King Yan smiled and froze, the cold sword blade was on his neck, and the person holding the hilt of the sword was the woman beside him, and the original gentle township turned into a murderous dream, "What are you going to do?" ”

The woman said coldly: "Avenge the dead relatives." ”

"When did the widow have a grudge against you?"

The woman snorted coldly, "You can forget jì, we can't, don't you forget the pleading voice of the border land of Qi country, don't you forget that the people in the snow were killed by your order!" ”

King Yan shuddered, pain came from his neck, and suddenly remembered the dagger on his waist, as long as he stabilized the other party, he was fully capable of getting out.

"All of them are wanton actions of the generals in the army, and they have nothing to do with the widows."

"Then you can only blame you for not restraining the generals, go and die."

The woman's eyes were full of hatred, and she finally waited for the opportunity, Yan Wang's arm slammed into it, and her body quickly avoided it, the woman was in pain, and the sword in her hand swept out horizontally with a gritted tooth.

In pain, King Yan dodged the fatal blow, but even so, his arm was still swept by the blade of the sword, and the blood flowed.

"Kill Zhao Kuo."

The soldier turned around, and the armor on his body instantly became commonly used by Zhao people, and then looked at Zhao Kuo, the ropes on his body were broken inch by inch, and he didn't know where to take out the long sword, "The one who died will only be you!" ”

All of them have completely changed, and those generals have completely become Zhao Kuo's subordinates, "The widow is not convinced!" ”

"Go to hell!"

With an angry shout, Zhao Kuo's figure was fast, the sword light flashed, and he couldn't avoid it at all, his legs seemed to be grabbed by someone, and one by one the figures climbed forward, with resentful eyes, a pair of bloody hands grabbed his legs.

King Yan woke up suddenly, the wine jug was attached to his body, and it was still a big camp, but it was just a dream.

King Yan's face was gloomy, and he slowly took out his dagger, "Zhao Kuo, the widow will definitely not let you feel better." ”

The news of the defeat of the Yan army soon spread, and the people became unusually calm, and occasionally people in the village got together to chat a few words, and most of them brought farm tools to cultivate the land.

"Alive?"

An old man sits on the big stone at the entrance of the village, he is old, his legs and feet are inconvenient, fortunately, he has children and grandchildren to rely on, at least he does not have to worry about freezing and starving, Yan Guo is located in the bitter cold land of the northeast, there are few people and the land is wide, and in winter, the north wind howls can only hide at home, burn a pot of coal, and the family will gather in a circle, as long as it is spring. Watching green seedlings grow on the land is the hope of all.

"A few more days of busyness, looking forward to a good harvest!"

The man had a smile on his face, the farm tools were on his shoulders, and the daily work was inevitably hard, but he thought that when it came to the autumn harvest of grain, no matter how hard it was, it was worth it.

"Defeated, Zhao Jun is coming!"

"What, today you beat me, tomorrow I beat you, the people still have to live, and if they live, they have to eat."

"That's right, the Zhao people can't embarrass us defenseless people."

"I heard that not only was it not embarrassing, but it also divided the grain and reduced the tax, and if you don't get a good day, it's coming soon!" After the man finished speaking, his eyes fell into the distance, and someone in the field had already begun to work, and he walked away quickly with a few simple words.

The old man nodded again and again, "Reason, reason!" ”

On the road in front of the village, several fast horses galloped forward, and immediately the people with armor and weapons in their hands hurriedly avoided the farmer, for fear of getting in the way and causing trouble, "Get out of the way!" ”

The soldier shouted angrily, the man had to continue to retreat, not for long, the team approached, the Chinese army surrounded one person is the king of Yan, here is only a one-day trip from the capital, the mood is inevitably complicated, with four points of melancholy, four points of expectation and two points of self-confidence, with years of operation will inevitably be able to quickly build a team that can match Zhao rival soldiers.

"Bold, I dare not kneel when I see the king."

The farmer quickly threw his tools aside, and fell to his knees tremblingly, and the soldier snorted coldly and slapped his horse away, these people were only the lowest pariahs.

King Yan returned to the capital, the details of which are not detailed for the time being, I can't take a break and go straight to Xiangguo's mansion, Yan Guo can have today thanks to one person, the old Xiangguo Gongsun Cao, the army of Zhao is not coming to the city, and the only way to ask this person is when Yan is alive and dead.

White, a piercing white, King Yan was stunned, and there was a white cloth belt hanging in front of Xiangguo's mansion, there was only one possibility for this situation, "Old Xiangguo, the widow is late!" ”

King Yan stepped forward quickly, the family at the door recognized himself, with tears in his eyes, the grandson of the old Xiangguo was dedicated to Yan, and finally died after overwork, the dark coffin stopped in the courtyard, and King Yan took three steps and two steps, "Old Xiangguo, old Xiangguo, it's too late!" ”

King Yan held the coffin and cried bitterly, not only for the sake of the dead Gongsun Cao, but also for himself, it was really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and even the last person who could make an idea for himself at a critical time also left him.

The crying followed, and the family and a group of family members knelt down together, expressing their longing for the old Xiangguo with their crying, the crying stopped, and one person stepped forward, "King, my father has been working hard to support, why can't I wait for the day when the king comes back." ”

"When will the old Xiangguo leave?"

"Three days ago! Today is the time for the funeral. ”

"Passing on the lives of widows, and burying them beautifully!"

"Thank you for the grace of the king, my father has already explained before his death, a coffin is enough, and I hope that the king will be fulfilled."

The country of Yan is located in a bitter cold land, even so, the extravagance of the clan and the ministers is extremely heavy, and it is admirable that Gongsun Cao can be so honest and honest with great power.

King Yan nodded again and again, "If you can't even meet the last request, how can the widow be at ease!" ”

"My lord, my father left something and gave it to the king with his own hands."

"Oh!" After hearing this, King Yan nodded again and again, "Since it is left by the old Xiangguo, it must be important, where is it now?" ”

"King, please~!"

Xiangguo's house furnishings are slightly outdated, most of them are given by the first king, King Yan sees in his eyes, if everyone is like Gongsun Xiangguo to contribute to the country, Yan will inevitably be rich and strong, only hate the ruthlessness of the years, and bury the bones of the black soil.

Gongsun Cao's son Gongsun He led the way, the two walked into a hall, from the layout should be a study, the inside is even simpler, Yan Wang stepped inside, Gongsun He carefully pulled out a box, with a copper lock on it, took out the waist key and opened it carefully, took out a thing from the inside, and the outside was wrapped in cloth, which can be seen to be extremely important.

"King, please take a look!"

"Do you know what?"

Gongsun He shook his head again and again, "My father explained that no one except the king is allowed to open it privately, and Gongsun He knows its importance, so he keeps it carefully." ”

King Yan took it, put it on the table and opened it carefully, Gongsun He knew how to retreat to the side, King Yan opened the cloth, on it was a book, slowly opened, only to see it written, "The king is pro-Qi, Gongsun Cao is afraid of his life soon, only hates the dull nature and can not assist the Ming Lord Xingyan's hegemony, Lianhu and Zhao Ruocheng, the king should cherish the people and prosper the government, complete the law to make an appointment with others, reward and punish a degree, and rejuvenate agriculture and business, so that Yan can be prosperous, Gongsun Cao can rest in peace, if this battle is lost, Yan will enter the land of no return, and the king can be Gongsun Cao's law!" ”

King Yan couldn't help but tremble his arms when he saw it, and he was grateful in his heart, Gongsun Cao had already thought about himself when he was dying, and quickly opened the lower layer, a wide cloth scroll, which was drawn on the distribution of cities and population details in various parts of Yan Kingdom.

"Old Xiangguo rest assured, there are widows, and Yan Guo will not die!"

After King Yan finished speaking, he grabbed the things in his hand and walked out quickly, which led to a section of King Yan's gift to assassinate King Zhao.