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Han Huaichu said passionately: "If the people from the My Daughter do not save him when they see him die, then wouldn't they lose their heroic name? Of course we have to. "

Mo Zhuang spread his eyebrows and said: "Young Hero Han's words are indeed sincere. If we were to let him be completely wiped out while travelling thousands of miles from here in the Holy Sword Sect, what is the reputation of our Mo Family? "

Han Huaichu looked at the crowd and said, "Wu Ziyun, we have suffered the most from using troops. All of the heroes in the valley come from all over the world, and only with the unity of all will they be able to defeat the enemy. "

Zhang Liang said: "My wife's intention is to act with caution, not to sit idly by."

Han Huaichu nodded his head: "This place is densely forested, and valleys are crisscrossing. The terrain is extremely complex, so we must be cautious with the use of troops. After waiting for us to plan for a while, we will have a fight to the death with that Qin Thief. This is just the right time to test the effects of the array formation that I've been practicing for the past few days. "

Xiang Liang said: "It's just that my Holy Sword Sect have been surrounded. If I don't save him in time, I'm afraid I won't be able to." Hearing this, everyone was silent for a moment.

A white carrier pigeon, "Puzzled" entered from the window, circled around for a while and then landed on Mo Zhuang's shoulder. Mo Zhuang stretched out his hand and took a roll of yellow silk from the carrier pigeon's beak. Opening it to take a look, his face changed dramatically.

Mo Zhuang said in shock: "Not good, our Holy Sword Sect has given us another bad news, and Zhongsun Xuanhua's junior brother Tian Xiang has already died in battle. We discovered that our Holy Sword Sect had broken through another fifty disciples! "

On this trip, Zhongsun Xuanhua had brought over two hundred elite disciples with him. It could be said that he had sent out all his Holy Sword Sect experts. In the entire sect, before even reaching the Wanzai Valley, they had already lost over a hundred disciples, which was already half of the population. The rest must have been seriously injured. How could they continue to fight like this?

Han Huaichu slapped the table and sighed: "Ju Zi, please state your challenge quickly and send someone to send over your Qin Camp. for Meng Yi to temporarily slow down the encirclement and annihilate the Holy Sword Sect. Choose day to fight us to the death. "

Mo Zhuang hesitated: "Then if Meng Yi accepts the written challenge, does that mean he doesn't know how to attack Holy Sword Sect?"

Han Huaichu said: "With Meng Yi's heavy soldier in his grasp, if he wanted to destroy Holy Sword Sect, he would have done so a long time ago. I think he must have purposely surrounded us not killing them, and using the Holy Sword Sect as bait, he lured us into a decisive battle. "

Everyone in the column nodded their heads.

Thus, Mo Zhuang took a bamboo scroll and carved "Three days later at noon, the final battle".

The question that followed was, who would dare to take on such a heavy responsibility?

The Qin soldier was the master of the tiger and the wolf, and Meng Yi's generals were as numerous as the clouds. Upon entering the Qin Camp, it was as if one had fallen into a tiger's den. Who would have the guts to go through it? Everyone looked at each other in silence.

Han Huaichu laughed out loud: "Since this proposal was made by me, then it's better that I, Han Xin, personally take a walk around."

Carrying the written challenge, Han Huaichu left the Wanzai Valley and went down the mountain.

It was close to midnight, and the sky was covered with a round ice wheel, causing the entire hill to look hazy.

A fishy smell drifted over from afar. This fishy smell was extremely thick, mixed with a bit of mud aura, Han Huaichu smelled the stench, and his mind went blank.

His heart was filled with wonder. "Where did this pungent smell come from?"

The two Qin Army Scout s walked over, holding bronze spears in their hands, with crossbows on their shoulders and legs tied up, wearing leather shoes and buns of hair.

What Han Huaichu saw now were regular soldiers of the Qin Army, just like the field troops now. He was dressed like a terracotta soldier unearthed in the Qin Tomb.

Hugh had underestimated the bronze spear. During the Warring States Era, the six nations of Shandong used iron forgings as their weapons, and just by relying on these bronze weapons, their Qin Army was able to defeat the six nations and unify the world. The reason for this was that this bronze weapon was plated with a layer of chromium. The ratio of copper and tin was just right, allowing the toughness of the bronze weapon to reach its peak. More than two thousand years ago, Qin people had mastered the principle of chromium plating ratio bronze, it could be said to be shocking.

After unifying the Six Kingdoms, the First Emperor gave the order to destroy the copper weapons and switched to researching on the iron weapons. However, the technology of the iron weapons had not yet passed. Most of the current basic level soldiers in the Qin Army still held weapons made of bronze.

When the two Scout saw Han Huaichu, they asked loudly, "Who is it?" Han Huaichu said: "I am the envoy from the Ju Zi of the Mo family. I wish to meet with General Meng Yi."

The Scout did not dare delay and led Han Huaichu into the camp.

Han Huaichu was a soldier family's disciple, but his Ashram of Guigu had not been put into practice, so he had to pay attention to the arrangement of the Qin Camp. The camp was arranged in an orderly manner. Between the two long chariots, there was a different door. There were three trenches in front of the gate. Each trenches was ten feet wide and filled with thorns and antlers. The many layers of antlers were all made from hard wood that was a specialty. In the Qin Army camp, which was erected on high ground near the water source, there were two distinct levels at the front and back of the camp. In each camp, there was a high platform, which was used to transmit messages at night.

At night, the Qin Camp was silent. Squads of soldiers were still holding onto their weapons and armor as they patrolled. There were guards in front of the stables, ready to attack the camp at any moment. This showed the seriousness of Meng Yi's leading soldiers.

While Han Huaichu was walking, he suddenly saw a horse carriage driving straight towards the Ape Clan. The guard at the other side of the gate only gave a token nod, then let the carriage enter. The horse carriage stopped at the entrance of the camp. A group of soldiers came forward and opened the door of the carriage.

Han Huaichu smelled the dense thorny smell of blood. Looking around, he was extremely surprised.

Unloading corpses from the carriages, there were some that were wearing Qin Army uniforms and some that were wearing warrior's clothing, and there was even a female corpse among the warriors!

A hundred generals from the Qin Army stepped forward and chuckled: "Brother Meng, how many more corpses did you drag over?" The driver with the surname Meng said, "Not much. This time we only dragged ten." That hundred generals said, "Ten are too few. It's only enough for that beast to eat. Looks like I'll have to feed him a big water buffalo. "

Han Huaichu was confused, "The Qin Army actually used corpses to feed the fierce birds, I wonder what kind of thing this fierce bird is? Ten corpses are not even enough for a meal, and you even need to add a buffalo! "

The coachman surnamed Meng said, "Quickly bring these corpses to the rear camp. Cymbidium can't wait any longer." The hundred generals had their subordinates move the corpses.

When it was time to unload the female corpse, the Hundred Generals probed the female's chest and said, "Who is this woman? It would be such a pity if he died just like that. "Why didn't you capture it for us brothers to enjoy and enjoy?"

The driver with the surname Meng laughed strangely, "You're courting death!" Don't you know how strict the Upper General's military rule is? You still dare to molest a female prisoner? This woman is a third generation disciple of Holy Sword Sect, her skills are very high, she only killed her after injuring more than ten of our brothers. I'm afraid your brother can't beat her. "

After Han Huaichu heard this, he thought to himself, so these corpses were actually dragged here from the Wind Cry Battlefield.

That hundred generals then asked, "How is the battle at the Windcry Ravine?" The wagon driver with the surname Meng said, "Youngest Founder Su Jiao had surrounded those Anti-scoundrel s and did not eliminate any of them. Only the thieves from Wanzai Valley are coming to save us, so we will kill them all together. "

The centurion then led the group of corpses and carried them to the rear of the encampment.

Han Huaichu followed his Qin Army Scout and arrived in front of the large tent. The tent was propped up with long logs, and was at least twice as tall as the other tents. There was a row of soldiers standing in front of the tent. The tent was brightly lit.

When Han Huaichu entered the big tent, he saw that two rows of people were seated inside. They were both fierce and tyrannical people. The generals with different appearances stared straight at Han Huaichu, emitting a strong killing intent.

There was a person sitting on the tiger chair. His stature was as imposing as a mountain, and his long, dark hair fell down to his shoulders, covering his forehead. He wore both inner and outer clothing, and a fish-scale armor. His eyebrows were high and his eyes were deep. His gaze was deep, as if he was about to pierce through someone. He stood tall and straight, exuding an overbearing and intimidating aura.

This was the number one person in the Qin Dynasty Army — — Upper General Meng Yi.

When Han Huaichu entered the tent, all the generals shouted in unison: "Upper General is mighty!" Everyone spoke at the same time. The sound was like a deafening drum.

Han Huaichu bowed and said: "I am the messenger. I have come to deliver the written challenge for the Ju Zi of the Mo family."

Meng Yi nodded, his serious gaze glaring at Han Huaichu: "Kid, who are you? "You dare to come to my camp and sign a written challenge?" Han Huaichu answered: "I am."

Meng Yi said as he shook his head, "Under the heavens, could it be that he is a king? The guest of honor, could he be a king? You bunch of jumping clowns, you dare to scheme and plot against me, the Great Qin Lion? "

Han Huaichu said to him, "The cruel Qin is tyrannical, and all the heroes of the world hate it for it. Han Huaichu paused for a moment, then suddenly recalled that Yu Zhiya had tactfully refused her words in the Ghost Valley, and said with her head held high, "The My Daughter only wants to extend the great benefits of the world.

Hearing that, Meng Yi's body shook, and he started laughing out loud, "My Great Qin can swallow all the seas, unify the world, and save the citizens from the suffering of war.

Han Huai Chu's face became excited, "But how could you, the Qin person, know that the government is harsher than a tiger's? To build the Great Wall, to build a room, to build the Imperial Tomb of Mount Li, to fight the Huns to the south against the Bai Yue and to seek immortality overseas, how much labor and money was needed for this chain of events? Pity the people of the world, living in the abyss of suffering. In the Conquest Battlefield, there were nine chambers in the sky. Tzu Mai Si'er, Shao Shao Shao white hair into a snow; Lau Yan Yao woman, blood into the dry record room. "A man of his ambition, how could he not take a long sigh and shake his arm in reaction?

Hearing this, Meng Yi's face revealed a little guilt, and he sighed: "Young Master's words are reasonable. My master is anxious to build up my Great Qin's foundation that spans thousands of years, he is a little too anxious, and couldn't wait to finish everything in his hands, but doesn't care whether my Qin State can handle it or not. Only when Eldest Young Master Fu Su ascends the throne will the world be able to enjoy peace. "

After the First Emperor unified the Six Kingdoms, the country only had a population of about twenty million after the war. After a few big moves, they had sent seven hundred thousand people to build Ah Fang and Li Shan Royal Tomb. Adding Meng Tian's three hundred thousand strong army to the Great Wall, the citizens were in a miserable state. Although these people made up only 15 per cent of the population at the time, the human resources expended to sustain such forced emigration and additional populations were in fact much higher than those employed by the First Emperor. The tax levy for this people is too heavy.

On the other hand, Meng Tian and the others only hoped that the wise Eldest Young Master could ascend to the throne soon and end this situation that had caused so much suffering to the common people.

"If you want Young Master Fu Su to succeed the throne, then be your dream." Han Huaichu laughed in his heart as he took out a piece of paper and handed it over.

After Meng Yi finished reading, he asked: "Does the Ju Zi want this general to not kill Holy Sword Sect?"

Han Huaichu smiled and said: "Isn't the reason why the Upper General is surrounding us and not annihilating them? Isn't it all just to have a fight to the death with us?"

Meng Yi laughed and took out his knife to carve a word on the bamboo block. "Accurate!" The handwriting was strong and forceful.

Meng Yi threw the bamboo block back to Han Huaichu. Just as Han Huaichu was about to leave, a general stood out from the tent and shouted loudly: "My Qin Army Camp, come as you please, are you planning to leave as soon as you please?"