The young officer from Xiqin who had traveled to Maoer Mountain was still the one who had traveled to Maoer Mountain. But in the city, he felt two completely different feelings from those on Maoer Mountain.

The Chu army in Maoer Mountain saw calmness and indifference. Along the way, the Chu soldiers rolled their eyes and glanced at him at most, then lowered their eyelids to do their own business. The young officer saw someone playing with mud, some were lying on the ground, concentrating on observing a small flower that was half blooming, some had their legs raised high, and were sleeping soundly in the sun. In short, on the mountain, he did not feel the atmosphere of the war, but it made his hair stand up all over his body.

He is familiar with that kind of indifference. This is how the Thunder Army is always in a war. How can people who are indifferent to their own lives value other people's lives? Such people are the most terrifying when they set foot on the battlefield. Because such people are ready to die at any time.

He suddenly understood why the general refused to come and beat the Hauer Mountain. When he was about to win the victory and was about to win, no one would want to pay a huge price for some trivial matters that had nothing to do with the overall situation or the severity. No one would want to die at the moment when dawn was about to fall into darkness forever.

He felt that he was the same as those in the Death Camp, so he felt sympathy.

But stepping into the city was another feeling. He felt the enthusiasm, as if he was not an enemy, but a friend who had not seen him for many years, from the soldiers who opened the door to the county magistrate of Anyang County and the commander of the county soldiers facing him. When facing him, the overflowing enthusiasm that emanated from the inside out made him crawling on his body like millions of caterpillars, feeling uncomfortable.

"Please sit down, young general." Yang Yi's smile was really from the heart. Because the officers of the Western Qin Dynasty entered the city, they meant one thing, that is, they would not attack Anyang County, which naturally made him happy. As the commander of Anyang County, he naturally made contributions to defending the territory. If he operated well, he would not be able to be promoted. The Western Conference was defeated, and the court needed to explain to the world. At this time, he naturally had to set an example. Why couldn't he become such an example? Therefore, he seemed very enthusiastic and, despite his identity, actually brought a chair in person.

Compared with Yang Yi, Cheng Pingzhi finally had a bit of a literary reserve. Although his face was full of smiles, he looked a little embarrassed. Although his opponent would not make him happy when he beat Anyang County City, this kind of city alliance would become a shame for him. He naturally understood Yang Yi's thoughts, but as a county magistrate, he could never get rid of his responsibility.

"I'm not a general, I'm not even a captain. I'm just a personal soldier next to Bian Shuai." The young officer twisted his body, felt a layer of goose bumps on his body, and said coldly.

"Shis Bian's personal soldiers, are you still afraid that you will not be a general in the future? It's just a matter of time. I just called me a few years in advance." Yang Yi smiled very much.

The young officer felt that although he was mentally prepared, he still underestimated the shamelessness of the Chu general in front of him. He couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the man. Compared with the soldiers of the Chu people's western border troops, the one in front of him was really in vain. He couldn't help but think of the scene in the Luoying Mountains where the Chu people's border troops were trapped in blood and fought and refused to surrender until they fell one by one.

When he thought of those heroic soldiers fighting to the end, but when he finally protected such people, he couldn't help but feel deeply worthless for them. But from another direction, he suddenly felt very excited again, because there were too many people like Chu, and the Qin Dynasty would naturally rest assured. If they were all like Zuo Lixing and like Chu soldiers like the Death Camp, would the Qin people still have a way out?

"This is the withdrawal condition issued by our Bian Shuai." The young officer felt that he could not stay here for a moment. He took out Bian Wushuang's official documents from his arms and presented them to Cheng Pingzhi with both hands. "We Bian Shuai said, you have three days to prepare these things. At this moment three days later, if we don't see these things, then the army will immediately attack the city."

Cheng Pingzhi took the official document, skipped the nonsense, and saw the list at the end, and his face changed immediately, "So many? How can we get together in Anyang County?"

Yang Yi grabbed the official documents in Cheng Pingzhi's hand without any concern about the superiority and inferiority between the two sides. He glanced over and his face changed drastically.

One million taels of silver, one hundred thousand taels of gold, and ten thousand taels of brocade and cloth. These three items alone are enough to save Anyang County's life.

"Whether it is not our business. We just need to get these things in three days. If not, you know the consequences. We don't mind going to the city to search by ourselves." The young officer said proudly. He felt that there was no need to maintain necessary etiquette in front of these people.

"No, no, we can get together, we can get together." Yang Yi said repeatedly: "Ship Bian is also please wait for three days. After three days, we will definitely send the things on it to the camp of your army."

"Since that's the case, we'll see you again in three days." The young officer sneered, turned around and left.

Now the smile on the face of the civil and military commanders of Anyang County has faded after the Qin officers left. "Where did so much gold and silver come from? Where did they come from?" Cheng Pingzhi walked around the hall like an ant on a hot pan. "Even if I empty my treasury, there was not so much."

Yang Yi was silent for a moment and stood up, "Mr. Cheng, there is no way."

"What's the solution?"

Yang Yi sneered and said, "We worked hard to prevent this Anyang County from being attacked by the Qin people, enduring humiliation and negotiating with the enemy. Now the enemy has offered a price, for the safety of hundreds of thousands of people in Anyang City and for their lives. Shouldn't they pay this money?"

"You mean, please come to the people in the city?" Cheng Pingzhi changed his face. In the past few years, in Anyang County, he played the image of a wise official, Qingtian, and this would ruin his reputation?

"Mr. Cheng, I believe that the people in the city can clearly understand the life and property. The number seems to be a lot, but it is not much to everyone. Our Anyang County people have lived well over the years and their families are very rich. These things will not make them unable to survive."

Cheng Pingzhi remained silent.

"Are you worried about your reputation?" Yang Yi's sneer became louder. "Mr. Cheng, after this matter, do you think you can stay here and stay here? Since both the left and the left will not be an official here, what's the matter? Then we will go through the relationship between the left prime minister and transfer it to a place far away from here to become an official. Of course, there is nothing to do. The key is to overcome this difficulty. The right way is to get through the right path."

Cheng Pingzhi sighed, "That's all."

Three days later, on Maoer Mountain, Zhang Xiaomao and others waited. Seeing the gates of Anyang County opened, carriages and wheelbarrows were pushed out of the city, and Luoyi kept walking towards the camp of the Western Qin people.

"It's a bitch!" The monk sighed and sat down, "It's so frustrating, so frustrating!"

"You have to endure it even if you feel frustrated." Zhang Xiaomao sighed, "What can we do? What can we do? You can do nothing except watch."

"It would be great if Boss Qin was there, he would definitely come up with a move." The wild dog, still lying on the stretcher, had his eyes full of fire.

"Not to mention you, Boss Qin, even the gods are here, now they can only stand aside and watch like us." Shu Chang sneered. "What's more, Boss Qin is now, and it's hard to say whether he has his braids turned on? The Luoying Mountains are the world of Qin people. Princess Zhaohua is even a flower that attracts bees and butterflies. When he went there, maybe he was unlucky to hit the master's hand. A generation of talent died young, which is a pity!"

"Fart!" The wild dog was furious for the first time, "Boss Qin is very lucky. The grass on your grave is taller than a human, and he is still alive?"

With a bang, a plaster was accurately pressed on the wild dog's mouth, holding back all his remaining words.
Chapter completed!