When the King of Qin came to his senses again, the sound of fighting was far away from his eardrums.

The King of Qin touched the back of his head, and a large lump had already appeared there.

It hurts a lot.

The King of Qin did not speak anymore, but just sat quietly in the carriage.

The light that penetrated through the gap in the car window gradually became weak until it disappeared.

The entire carriage fell into darkness, and only the sound of horses running and the sound of wheels were still coming in.

After a rustling sound of water, the carriage finally stopped.

The curtain of the car was lifted open, and the voice of the guard chief came in: "Master, no pursuers should have come for a while. Let's rest here. The king got off the carriage first, and I will ask someone to go and make a fire."

The King of Qin silently walked off the carriage and looked around.

The carriage had just passed a river and was parked on the south bank of the river. There were about a hundred Qin soldiers next to the carriage. They were very strong, but their long-term running made them look extremely tired. They were sitting on the ground and breathing, but after seeing the King of Qin's eyes, they stood up and saluted respectfully to the King of Qin.

This is the most elite Qin Ruishi among the Qin army. When facing any level of army, one can fight ten. At that time, the Qin general Sima Cuo used three hundred Qin Ruishi to climb the dangerous pass to conquer the natural Jiameng Pass in Shu and put the land of Bashu into Qin's bag.

It was this elite army comparable to the special forces in later generations who could reach here at the speed of the Qin King's carriage with both feet in such a great escape.

The King of Qin waved his hand and said, "When is it now, don't pay attention to these things. Is there any water?"

While speaking, King Qin subconsciously licked his dry lips.

A Qin Ruishi took out the barnacle at his waist and was a little hesitant.

The King of Qin walked over and grabbed the barnacle, pulled out the plug and started drinking it.

The water of the half-barnacle was drank by the King of Qin in one go. He held the completely empty barnacle, and the King of Qin was suddenly stunned.

The Qin Ruishi seemed to see the Qin King's thoughts and smiled and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, we can drink river water."

The King of Qin then let out a light breath, nodded, and returned the barnacle to the other party.

In the dark night, there was silence next to the carriage, with only the occasional sniffing and long and short breathing from horses.

Suddenly, a light lit up and the fire appeared.

The chief guard reappeared in front of the King of Qin, put a few pieces of dried meat in the King of Qin's hands, and whispered: "That's all, please ask the king to just go there, just go to Wancheng."

King Qin looked at the jerky meat in his hand and suddenly asked, "How did you come from?"

The chief guard wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It was given by General Pu halfway."

The King of Qin's face moved slightly, and suddenly remembered the Qin general who was still guarding him not long ago. He couldn't help but subconsciously asked: "How do you think he... is like?"

The guards understood what the King of Qin meant and whispered: "General Pu is loyal to his duties, and I believe that Tai Yishen will open his eyes and will not let him be hurt by the people of Zhao."

"Tai Yi Shen..." King Qin silently repeated the name of the god who was most admired by the princes of China. Looking at the dark night in the north, he suddenly became a little dazed.

If there is really a favor from God, I am afraid that the State of Zhao will be the one who is most favored by the gods?

Above the head of the King of Qin, the night sky was dotted with stars.

The breeze blows, bringing a little coolness, but it seems to be a little warm or two.

Not far away, a few peach trees fell leaves, and red dots were flying in the dark.

Further apart, countless huge shadows stand in the darkness, which are the easternmost peaks of the Daba Mountains.

Wushan is faint, and there are thousands of miles of clouds and thousands of miles of hatred.

The river is lingering, and the mists are endless and the sorrows are endless.

The mountains are long and the waters are far away, blocking the view of the Qin King from the north.

Hate the old and sad for the new, and tears are silent for the late spring. (Note)

In the dark night, the troops pursued by the Zhao army successively returned to the county town of Lu County, which had become the temporary camp of the Zhao army, and brought back one heads and one news.

Lian Po sat in the lobby and threw the chewed horse bone aside with great discomfort: "Sure enough, the old boy, the King of Qin, ran away... Forget it, this general didn't bother him. Can he run away for a while?

Zhao She, who had just walked into the lobby, rubbed her temples and said, "It's okay. According to the current estimate, only 20,000 people who can retreat to Wancheng will die. No, there should be only a few more than 10,000 people, and they will not be able to pose any threat."

Lian Po nodded, wiped his greasy hands on his thighs a few times, stood up and said, "Okay, take a look at the matter here, I'm going to sleep."

"Sleep?" Zhao She's eyes glared: "At what time is it that you are going to go to bed?"

Lian Po smiled and said, "There will be the aftermath work in the future. You, Lao Zhao, are very relieved to do this. Okay, that's all!"

Seeing that Lian Po was about to walk out of the lobby door, Zhao She suddenly asked, "How many cavalry do you plan to bring this time?"

Lian Po smiled as he walked, "Five hundred people are enough..."

Lian Po's whole person suddenly stopped at this moment.

Zhao She's voice came from behind: "As expected, did the king repeatedly tell you not to go into battle? You, Lian Po, are you brave enough to win the battle, and you dare to chase the King of Qin with five hundred cavalry?"

Lian Po slowly turned around, his big face full of smiles: "Old Zhao, you misunderstood. I just went out to relax and relax!"

Zhao She sneered and said, "This is the battlefield. What kind of heart is your master? Do you want me to invite that military supervisor? You said to the military supervisor?"

The military supervision system has existed since ancient times, and there are also military supervision in the Zhao army. Generally, they are held by the respected old ministers of the Zhao royal family. However, Zhao He defined these military supervision as "only with eyes but not with mouth", so these military supervisors never interfere in any military affairs and basically have no sense of existence.

Lian Po's muscles on his cheeks twitched violently and said, "Old Zhao..."

"Don't be old Zhao and Zhao all day long. Are you and I a peer?" Zhao She glared at Lian Po with annoyed angrily and said, "Go to sleep quickly! But if you dare to sneak out, just wait for the military supervisor to report to the king. At that time, the king will not let you lead troops to the battle in the name of not following the military orders. I see what you do!"

Zhao She's words directly hit Lian Po's fatal hole and made him raise his hand to surrender: "Okay, okay, what you said is right, right? Sleep, sleep!"

Looking at Lian Po's figure leaving, Zhao She shook her head and continued to lower her head to handle his military affairs.

There are still many things waiting for Zhao She to do with the consolidation of the 150,000 troops, the disposal and distinction of prisoners, the arrangements of various camps, the reorganization of troops, the replenishment of the fallen generals, etc.
Chapter completed!