Chapter 172 Wang Ye: Go take our king home!

(Two in one, a 4,000-word chapter)

Upon hearing the words "Wu Anjun", Wang Yan's hand holding Qin Jian trembled slightly.

Those who are martial and peaceful use martial arts to rule the world and use prestige to stabilize the country.

Although the first Wu'an Lord in the world was Su Qin who was canonized by Zhao Suhou, whenever people mention Wu'an Lord, they always call him "Bai Qi".

As Bai Qi led the Qin army to conquer the world, the title of Lord Wu'an also became a title pursued by many famous military strategists, but Wang Yan was definitely an exception.

In his eyes, Bai Qi, the general he has followed for decades, is the only person in the world who is qualified to be called Wu'an Lord, so he will not covet the title "Wu'an Lord".

But it is a pity that the title Wu Anjun was given. After Du You committed suicide in Bai Qi's year, there is no longer Wu Anjun in the world.

"Wu Anjun..."

A trace of confusion flashed across Wang Ye's eyes, but this confusion was quickly suppressed by anger.

This was the reason why the breath he had been holding for nearly twenty years suddenly disappeared.

"yes."

Zhang Ji rudely interrupted Wang Ye's words.

As for Lu Buwei's two sons, Lu Zhan and Lu Hui, they are ordinary mediocre people, not considered incompetent, but they do not have the structure and means of Lu Buwei, and it is impossible for them to control the government like Lu Buwei.

Wang Ye put away the Qin sword, looked solemn, and said in a deep voice.

Meng Tian naturally understood his grandfather's thoughts, so he personally sent Zhang Ji to Wang Yan's commander's camp and stayed outside the camp.

"Hahahaha! What a big joke! Has everyone in the world forgotten that Lord Wu An also has a nickname besides 'Human Slaughter'!"

Meng Tian was not worried about Zhang Ji's safety. After all, no one in this military camp could beat a top-notch master like Zhang Ji. What he was worried about was Wang Ye's stance.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ji's words were met with a sneer from Wang Yan.

"You know that I rebelled because of the unfair treatment suffered by Lord Wu'an, but it is obvious that your ancestors, Lord Wu Xin and Lord Wu An, had almost similar endings... They both ended up miserable because of the kings of Qin, so why are you still there?

Want to serve the Qin royal family?"

But I didn't expect...it was Bai Qi who received even more unfair treatment later.

And if Ying Zheng wanted to make a big gamble, then Meng Ao wouldn't mind putting the Meng family on the line and gambling with Ying Zheng.

And these idiots from the farm family dare to tarnish Lord Wu An’s reputation like this!

Meng Tian held the Changge in his hand and glanced at the handsome tent with the curtain down. He didn't answer, but his solemn eyes showed his worry at the moment.

Zhang Ji saw Wang Ye angry and pulled out the Zhanlu Sword from his waist.

The old Meng Ao is still clear-headed. Unlike Wang Yan, who favors Lao Ai, and He Gong, who is neutral, Meng Ao's mind is very clear.

This is not the era in later generations where you can cut off the hair of your parents to deceive the enemy. There are still some tacit bottom lines between people, and they are bottom lines that cannot be easily overturned.

Wang Ye fell to the ground. The old general who originally gave people an image of being old and strong suddenly became sluggish, his straight waist gradually bent down, and his strong body became rickety little by little.

He violated his family tradition of loyalty to Qin and colluded with Lao Ai to murder Ying Zheng, only to find out that his so-called revenge was a joke...

After paper and books became cheaper and cheaper, the children of the Wang family could afford to read, so they generals were quite grateful to Zhang Ji.

Suddenly, a rustling sound interrupted Meng Tian's emotion.

"You know my plan, right?"

As an old general in his seventies, his physical strength was severely depleted by continuous slashing without taking a break. In addition, his blood became weaker and weaker with age. He already knew that it would be difficult for him to have a chance to kill Zhang Ji.

Already.

"So you are here to stop me, right?"

"It has been less than 20 years since Mr. Wu An passed away. Do people in this world believe the so-called story that the six elders of the peasant family were killed by Jie Di Ze in twenty-four battles?"

Hearing the word "truth", Wang Ye pushed the pillar behind him and quickly walked towards Zhang Ji with the help of his strength. The armor on his body made a crisp clanking sound due to Wang Ye's movement.

As the god of military formations, he firmly believes that no formation in the world can defeat Wu'an Jun Bai Qi!

Moreover, as the leader of the Mohist family, it is too despicable to make up this long series of stories to deceive oneself.

"yes."

He knew that Wang Ye had actually believed this statement. Those who had seen the resentment wrapped around Bai Qi with their own eyes definitely knew better than him how troublesome those resentments were.

Therefore, he was very happy to see that Meng Tian did not make the wrong choice like his previous self.

But the reason why he didn't continue to take action was not because of this, but because of the sword in Zhang Ji's hand.

Outside the handsome tent

In other words, Wang Ye himself was determined to die.

To put it bluntly, he just doesn't want to accept reality.

Although Wang Ye was resentful because of Bai Qi's death, he still loved this country. Zhang Ji's information could save the lives of many Qin soldiers. Such behavior is naturally worthy of Wang Ye's gratitude.

"Boy, what do you mean?"

Therefore, the future must belong to Ying Zheng, the King of Qin.

This is human nature.

Just like the late King Zhaoxiang, he waited until his mother, the Queen Mother Xuan, and Ranghou Wei Ran, and Huayang Jun Mi Rong were both old, and then expelled them in one fell swoop, completely regaining power.

The crisp sound of gold and iron came out as the two long swords collided. Wang Yan's Qin sword was repelled time and time again by Zhang Ji without any suspense.

"Haha, the twenty-four formations of Dize?"

When Zhang Ji saw Wang Yan sheathing his sword, he also put away the Zhanlu sword.

"Because he is Lord Wu An!"

Zhang Ji looked at the white-haired old man in front of him and said loudly, "An is Anbang. Lord Wu An fought his whole life for this land, for the people on this land, and for the country he served, not for

Pure selfish desires."

His face was completely devoid of the decadent look just now, but rather rosy, and there was a hint of bright color in his eyes that represented faith and hope.

Wang Ye took a few deep breaths, leaned against a standing tree, wiped the sweat that was about to drip from his forehead, and chatted with Zhang Ji, but Zhang Ji always gave the same answer, just silently.

He looked at the old general quietly.

He was seriously injured due to the HD defeat and was recuperating at home. Apart from hearing that Bai Qi's resentment was eliminated by Taoism by 60%, he had no idea what happened that year.

As one of the three giants of the Qin State's military, Wang Yan was naturally qualified to know the information about the five-nation alliance that Zhang Ji had sent back.

…

Otherwise, as an outsider in Qi State, the Meng family will always be inferior to the Pinyang Wang family.

Therefore, Wang Yan, who completely believed Zhang Ji's words, became more and more decadent. Although he was wearing the heavy armor that only senior generals of the Qin State were qualified to wear, he looked like an old man who was about to die. It was impossible to imagine that he was the same as the one just now.

How much connection does the mighty old general have?

That was the sound made when the armor plates collided. He was dressed in heavy black armor, with a Qin sword hanging on his waist, and walked out of the commander's tent with a big ax in his hand.

In addition, there are Zhang Ji's monthly dividends to Qin, which is enough to be worth a great contribution, not to mention the information about the five kingdoms' alliance.

With or without him, Zhang Ji could already mobilize the Pingyang Heavy Armor Army to rescue Ying Zheng, so Zhang Ji did not really need his help, and naturally there was no need to deceive him.

Faith has supported this old general, who is full of trauma, to this day. But when the faith is no longer firm or even dispersed, the old general's vitality also begins to pass away.

The look of disdain on Wang Ye's face became more and more intense, full of disdain for the farmers and murderous intent.

He once heard that Zhang Yi's great-grandson was recognized by Zhan Lujian and trained by Luo Wen, and brought many benefits to Qin.

Wang Ye held the big ax high, turned over and mounted the war horse brought by his guards, and pulled the reins.

When he was young, he and Bai Qi, who was just the commander of the village at that time, had the honor to meet Zhang Yi, the prime minister of that year, Wu Xinjun, and gained Zhang Yi's respect. Then they served under Wei Ran, who was not yet Ranghou at that time, and they had

The later ones stood out.

If the farmer's headquarters was not in Qi State, he would definitely send troops to attack and slaughter the farmer's family!

"It seems that the old general doesn't know the truth about Mr. Wu An's death that year." Zhang Ji shook his head and looked at Wang Yan with a look full of regret, "If Mr. Wu An knew what the old general was planning today, I'm afraid he would

Very disappointed in the old general."

"According to the top-secret information recorded in the Mohist family, it is true that with the help of Taoist Bei Mingzi, 60% of the resentment in Wu Anjun's body was eliminated, but he fell into madness again because he was besieged by the six elders of the peasant family. In order to no longer

Falling into madness, Lord Wu An chose to commit suicide."

As the eldest grandson of the Meng family, and who happened to be stationed at Wu Sui on the Qin-Korean border, Meng Ao, as one of the three giants of the Qin military today, would naturally tell Meng Tian the news that Ying Zheng had left Xianyang and entered South Korea.

Wang Ye seemed a little angry and punched the pillar he was leaning on behind him.

After all, Wang Ye is still old.

Coupled with the relationship between Meng Tian's grandfather and father, no one questioned Meng Tian's false military orders, and no one suspected that he might betray the Qin State.

Wang Ye looked at Meng Tian with a smile, now he had thought it through.

Regardless of the cause, rebellion is a serious crime for the Yi tribe.

There is no need to verify the authenticity of Zhang Ji's words because it is not necessary.
To be continued...