If there is a regret medicine in this world, Zhao Zheng must buy one.

The Qin army was defeated, and the Chu cavalry attacked from time to time. In the end, even the guards were defeated. There were only more than a thousand guards left by him. Yang Duanhe, the general of the left army, sent someone to invite him to Fenghao, and Meng Tian, ​​the general of the right army, hoped that he would cross the Ba River east. He wanted to go east, but the detective cavalry said that the water-shuofeng bridge in the east had been occupied by the Jing people, and Zhang Han was defeated again, and 150,000 Qin troops were all over.

He abandoned Changqi and stopped riding the Red Horse. Zhao Zheng, who was in the bumpy carriage, felt full of regret. He regretted obeying the strategies of Wei Liao and others, not fighting and only blocking them; he regretted that he would be the general again, causing the Chu army in the south to capture Bashang and cut off the Qin army's retreat; he regretted that he did not rode his horse to face the King of Chu two hours ago, and if the King of Chu died, he would not hide himself and escape. If he died, he would not be so humiliated...

Zhao Zheng's eyes were bloodshot, and everyone was suspicious. The temple man in Fengji was a little slow, and he kicked him down. He knew that he should be rational, but he did not know his emotions. To be more precise, he could not find a peaceful way to vent his anger and dissatisfaction, and if he did not vent, he would not be able to remain peaceful.

"King..." Zhao Gao was also in the carriage. The things he gave Zhao Zheng were cakes that only the common people had eaten. In order to escape, all the excess was thrown away. Now there was only such low-quality dry food.

"I am not hungry." Zhao Zheng had no appetite and was deeply trapped in regret.

"The king has not eaten his grain of rice today, so he will not eat again..." Zhao Gao paused in the carriage. It was his responsibility to not serve the king well.

"I'm not hungry!" Zhao Zheng was furious and waved his sleeves and swept away the things he held.

"The villain is guilty of death! The villain is guilty of death..." Zhao Gao was worried. When he shouted to apologize, a voice suddenly came from outside the car: "Jingren!"

From noon to now, the carriage has been moving. First, it goes south, then east, and then west. You can meet the Jing cavalry in any direction. At this time, the Qin army no longer has the will to fight. Even if the Jing people are riding alone, they dare not take the initiative to attack, but quickly avoid and hide. This is a scout cavalry. If they do not take the initiative to avoid and launch an attack, it will cause people to doubt, so the guards who protect Zhao Zheng also avoid and hide.

Xi'an in the pre-Qin period was not smooth, with plateaus, ditches, ponds, and zoos. Shanglin Garden would be built here, of course because there were mountains, waters and forests. The guards walked in Shanglin Garden as if they were walking in Xianyang City, and everything was familiar with the road. At this moment, the guards were hiding in a bush forest, waiting for the Chu cavalry to pass by.

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath as they listened to the sound of horse hooves. In the sultry carriage, Zhao Zheng's face became more and more distorted. He could not bear the humiliation of hiding from the Jing people on his own land. He was the king of Qin, not the Chengdan of Qin, or the subordinate of Qin.

"...Fight with King Jing." He held his hands together, his face turned red.

"I want to fight with King Jing!" he thought again, thinking of the scene of King Jing rushing forward alone, when the Qin army had not yet collapsed.

"I want to fight with King Jing!" He shouted hysterically, his voice spread through the carriage and spread out of the car.

"What is the king?" Wei Liao was in another military carriage. He was glad that the Chu cavalry disappeared. Unexpectedly, Zhao Zheng in the carriage suddenly shouted wildly. He looked at Zhao Yong, hurried forward and opened the door, bowing to Zhao Zheng.

"I want to fight with King Jing!" Zhao Zheng stepped out of the carriage and was about to look for Chiji, but he saw nothing.

"Why is this the king?" Zhao Yong advised. "What if the ancestor Mu Gong defeated the Jin people several times and suffered repeated humiliation?"

Duke Mu of Qin dominated the Western Rong, united Chu to resist Jin, and laid the foundation for Qin's future. Although Zhao Yong's consolation made Zhao Zheng feel better, he was still determined to fight Xiong Jing.

"Have the king forgotten his ambition?" Wei Liao did not comfort him, but asked directly.

"I have never forgotten." When Wei Liao first entered Qin, Chu did not have the power of today. Thinking of the ambitions of the world in the past and thinking about the current predicament, Zhao Zheng was in his heart. The past defeat was a small defeat, but today's defeat was a big defeat. Perhaps, the wishes of the world will never be realized.

"The king has not forgotten his ambitions, so how can he show off his courage as a reckless man?" The foundation of Qin is Zhao Zheng. If Zhao Zheng has any problems, Qin will have great chaos. This is not related to the unification of the world, but to the wealth of Wei Liao and other guests. "Mencius said: When God is about to give a great responsibility to this person, he must first suffer his mind and ambition, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, and be empty of his body, and act and disturb his actions. Therefore, he has moved his heart and endured his nature and has made him unable to do so.

The king may think that he is not as brave as King Jing, but what's the benefit of bravery? Today's defeat is the plan of the people of Jing!"

Wei Liao said sadly, he now understood why King Jing took the initiative to give in yesterday.

"What does it mean?" Zhao Zheng was puzzled. He didn't know how he was able to capture the Jing people's plan.

"Yesterday, the King of King Jing looked at the Wei River, and King of Jing retreated first. This is the plan of the Jing people." Wei Liao said affirmatively. "At that time, King of Jing retreated first. Our army thought that King of Jing was afraid, and the King of Jing also thought that King of Jing was afraid, so he was brave.

The army is never tired of deceitfulness, so the army who is good at fighting is mostly won by wisdom rather than bravery. The king moves forward because of his courage, retreats quickly and the army is in chaos, and the entire army collapses. This is the plan of the people of Jing."

"..." Zhao Zheng looked at Wei Liao in disbelief. He had never thought that these things could be interpreted in this way. Zhao Yong next to him was also a little confused. He had never thought that King Jing retreated by the Wei River yesterday was a trick.

"The Jing people's plan is to lure me to fight bravely but not to fight wits. Fighting courage means that the Jing people will win. Fighting wisdom means that our army will win." Wei Liao continued. "The king wants to fight with King Jing, and this is the plan of the Jing people."

"What should I do?" Zhao Zheng had been regretting it, never thought that he had fallen into the Chu people's plan. He thought that the Qin army was defeated because he was not brave enough, and he did not know that the Qin army was defeated because he was too brave.

"This is easy." Wei Liao said. "If the king does not act as a reckless man, our army will defeat the Jing people."

"I don't understand, please ask me for advice." Zhao Zheng's thinking was a little inverted, and it was difficult to understand what Wei Liao said. After he said that, he bowed deeply to Wei Liao.

"There are differences in fighting between two armies. The Jing people are irritable, so they often fight with strength but not wits." Wei Liao said, and his words refreshed Zhao Zheng's three views. "The Qin people value profit, but if they are angry, they are brave, and if they are brave, they will lose, so they often fight with wisdom. The Jing people defeat me, and the strength will win. The king does not fight with the Jing people, but fights with his strength. This is a big mistake. Our army is defeated, and the king will endure humiliation. He will do the things of Goujian that year, sit lying down and eat gallbladder, gather for ten years, and teaches ten years, how can he fight with the Jing people again?"

No one is more suitable to comfort Zhao Zheng than Goujian. Goujian surrendered to the King of Wu and survived the country, and destroyed Wu and took revenge ten years later. Zhao Zheng was not as good as surrender to the State of Chu. In Wei Liao's words, the word "tolerance of humiliation was remembered in his heart.

However, he was not a child of a few years old. Goujian could destroy Wu Kingdom but it was not a ten-year reunion, but a lesson in ten years. Fan Li and Wen Zhong were all from Chu. Without the full support of Chu Kingdom, not to mention the lesson in ten years, even if it was a lesson in a hundred years, Yue Kingdom might not be able to destroy Wu.

Technical output, diplomatic checks and balances, and economic support are the key to improving national strength, not about lying on firewood and tasting gall. Ten years of learning. If you can’t build a chariot, you can build a chariot by lying on firewood and tasting gall? There is no money in the kufu, and you can learn a lesson in ten years of learning that you can ‘bring a husband, two pots of wine, one dog; if you have a woman, two pots of wine, one pig; if you have three people, the husband and his mother…’

Sleeping on firewood and tasting gall, Goujian destroyed Wu. This spiritual chicken soup made in the pre-Qin period was very delicious, but Zhao Zheng, who had received a complete palace education, knew that the dispute between Wu and Yue was still a continuation of the competition between Chu and the Central Plains. The reason why Yue could destroy Wu was that its original supporter, Jin State ultimately weakened, and the Chu State's full support for Yue State - Goujian defeated Wu, which was only twenty-four years after the Wu army entered Ying.

Now Qin has suffered a series of defeats, and several counties have been taken away by the Jing people. It is not enough to just sleep on firewood and taste gall. Can you beat the Jing people by sleeping on firewood and taste gall? Can you control witchcraft after ten years of lessons? Only fools believe such lies, and Zhao Zheng is not a fool.

"Can the Qin army defeat the Jing people?" Zhao Zheng finally calmed down and asked the most correct question.

"Yes." Wei Liao had thought about this for a long time and answered without hesitation.

"Please teach me!" Zhao Zheng no longer bowed, but knelt down and bowed his head. Zhao Yong immediately lost his appearance, and Wei Liao accepted it calmly. He felt that he could bear Zhao Zheng's bowed ceremony.

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"Queen, Queen..." When Zhao Zhengda bowed his head, a temple man rushed into Liuying Palace. Mi Rui saw him running towards him and his face became worse. She didn't want to, nor did she dare to listen to the temple man's report, because the news was bad no matter what, but she had to listen. She just sat stiffly, waiting for the temple man to speak.

"Report to the Queen, our army is defeated." The temple man hesitated and finally told the truth.

"Ah..." Mi Rui let out a sigh, and then felt the curtain tent in the room began to rotate. She bit her tongue hard, and the severe pain made her wake up. "What is the king? Where is the king?" She asked anxiously with her hand holding her chest.

"It's unknown yet." The temple man said that the unknown made her cry fall. The defeat of the Qin army was the worst bad news. Her husband was in the army. The defeat of the Qin army was almost the same as his death. However, the bad news was not just this one. When she shed tears, another temple man rushed over. He ran to him, opened his mouth and did not speak, but his face was anxious with a burning butt.

"What's the matter?" Mi Qing asked wiping her tears.

"Mo, Mo has entered the city!" The temple man was stunned for several times before he said something, and his words made Mi Lu strange.

"So what if the Mozhe enters the city?" Mi Qing whispered. What she didn't know was that a fire that spread throughout Xianyang was igniting in the east of the city.

On the night before, Yan Wuyi took his men out of the Waste Hill and rushed to a thirty miles. He just pressed on the patrol line of the Chu army's reconnaissance cavalry. Last night, he ran another twenty miles, pressed on the patrol line of the Chu army's reconnaissance cavalry today. In the morning, when the Chu army's reconnaissance cavalry rushes by, 100,000 people head north from the west of Xianyang City into the city.
Chapter completed!