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The generals looked at each other with a little fear in their eyes. Attacking Qin all the way has killed too many people,

Those who resist, kill!

Those who surrender, kill!

Anyone who refuses to surrender will be killed!

Every time they attacked a city or passed through a county or town, corpses lay everywhere. How could the strong-tempered Qin people withstand such bloody hatred? His killings aroused stronger resistance, but he killed anyway. All the way

It is no exaggeration to say that it was bleeding and drifting.

Iron hoofs trampled over corpses everywhere, and his demonic appearance was described by the people of Qin as Shura - the evil god who is good at fighting and handsome in the nine heavens. But he didn't seem to care about Feng at all.

"What? Didn't you hear clearly what I said?" Xiao Fengqing turned back, her beautiful long eyebrows furrowed, slightly displeased.

"Yes!" The generals accepted the order and retreated.

Soon, soon... this war that made him feel a little bored was about to end. Snowflakes were flying in front of him. He stretched out his hand to grab it, but found that his palms were empty.

Xiao Fengqing looked at the Qin Jing City Gate, which was very close at hand, and said in a low voice: "Wushuang, have you ever thought about me?"

A loud cry cut through the wind and snow came from the front. More than a thousand prisoners of the Qin Army in ragged clothes looked at the city gate. No matter how tough the man was, he finally couldn't help crying. Most of them lived with their relatives inside, and now they were separated by a wall. , but it is a world of life and death. The Qin troops on the city wall put away their outstretched bows. Some people recognized their brothers on the city wall and cried endlessly.

I don't know who sang the songs of the Qin people. In the wind and snow, the desolate and hoarse songs made people feel desolate, and there was a sudden silence between heaven and earth. The sky was dim and dim, and it seemed that even the gods were unwilling to watch such killings.

Xiao Fengqing retracted her hand and a cold smile appeared on her thin lips.

This is the effect he wants. Cry, cry out all the pride of you Qin people, cry out all the fighting spirit of you Qin people, let my 80,000 elites trample the capital of your Qin State, and return to Beijing in triumph as soon as possible.

The wind and snow got worse, and the wind and snow blurred his eyes. In a daze, that alluring smile slowly came towards him...

"Wushuang, wait until I come back..." he murmured.

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"King Rui began to attack the Qin army's capital."

"Three thousand people died and more than 3,800 people were injured. There have been heavy casualties in recent days."

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Each battle report was rushed thousands of miles to Yingjing and reached Xiao Fengming's hands more than ten days later. Xiao Fengming frowned day after day, and for several days he summoned ministers to discuss the war until late at night. Now that the Qin army has withdrawn from Qi, Gu Qinghong and Nie Minghu are cleaning up the remnants of the Qin army. Nie Minghu has 50,000 troops and horses in his hands. It is feasible for 50,000 troops to rush to rescue Xiao Fengqing. However, Xiao Fengming has other considerations, so these 50,000 troops cannot be moved.

Xiao Fengqing only had 80,000 elite troops at his disposal, but in the current stalemate war, Yelu Tu was determined to die when he saw that peace could not be achieved. He relied on the towering and strong city walls to resist without surrender.

what to do? What to do? The army is too tired to go on an expedition. If Xiao Fengqing cannot attack Qin Jing now, it is already a cold winter. If the attack continues, the 80,000 soldiers may not be able to bear it.

The lights in the royal study were brightly lit, Xiao Fengming frowned deeply, listening to the suggestions of the ministers below, he just concentrated in silence.

Behind the curtain, Nie Wushuang was holding a cup of ginseng soup and was lost in thought for a while. She was lucky enough to be able to listen to the war discussions for days, but she couldn't get any better advice. Xiao Fengming has always been cautious, not to mention that the battle has reached this point and only the final winning step is left. This step is crucial. If they win, this year's war will be won. If they lose, Qin and Ying will probably have to wait until the spring of next year, and Ying will also be seriously injured.

Although there was no trace of anxiety on Xiao Fengming's calm and calm face, Nie Wushuang knew that he was also anxious in his heart.

After an unknown period of time, several ministers of war resigned. Silence returned to the imperial study room. Xiao Fengming then rubbed his swollen forehead and leaned on the back of the throne.

Nie Wushuang quietly brought the ginseng soup forward and whispered: "Your Majesty, please drink some, otherwise the soup will get cold."

Xiao Fengming waved his hand: "No, I have no appetite."

Nie Wushuang looked at the scrawled marching maps of Long Ben, sighed slightly in his heart, and couldn't help but ask: "Have you not thought of a way to attack Qin Jing?"

Xiao Fengming shook his head: "Since ancient times, the imperial city of every country has been the strongest and the most difficult to break. The Qin people are good at fighting, so they naturally built the Qin capital to be extremely tall and strong."

"Are there no more troops to help?" Nie Wushuang asked again.

Xiao Fengming did not reprimand her for interfering in military affairs. He rubbed his forehead and said calmly: "Your brother still has fifty thousand, but these fifty thousand horses cannot be moved."

Nie Wushuang suddenly fell silent. Xiao Fengming's intention of keeping Nie Minghu's 50,000 troops was too obvious. Her breathing suddenly became rapid, and the heavy depression in her heart almost burst out.

She never dared to forget, nor could she forget, that gnashing hatred...

A pair of warm hands held her cold hand, pulling her back from her heavy thoughts. She raised her eyes and met Xiao Fengming's pitying eyes: "Wushuang, what are you thinking about?"

Nie Wushuang suppressed the discomfort in his heart and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I'm just thinking why the emperor doesn't join forces with Qi to attack Qin Jing. Wouldn't this kill two birds with one stone?"

There was a spring-like smile in her beautiful eyes. Xiao Fengming was startled and couldn't help but look at her thoughtfully. Nie Wushuang looked away: "The Emperor of Qi is greedy and timid. Now that the Emperor is tempting him with the land of Qin, he will definitely be tempted."\u003c/

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Xiao Fengming's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but hold her hand: "This is a very good plan!" After several days of discussion, no courtier dared to propose such a bold and feasible plan.

But after he said that, he frowned slightly: "But, I'm afraid Gu Qinghong won't be fooled."

Nie Wushuang lowered his eyes and said nothing. Seeing her unhappy expression, Xiao Fengming smiled slightly: "That's all, let me go and have a headache. It's getting late, so I'll have a rest early."

Nie Wushuang shook his hand and walked slowly down the dragon case. The door of the royal study room opened, and the wind and snow blew in. Xiao Fengming sighed: "I don't know if the fifth brother will return to Beijing in triumph during the Chinese New Year. I haven't seen him for more than half a year, and I miss him very much."

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