With the idea of ​​giving it a try, Naojiu allowed Lu Gao to read the news of Zhibi, which was his advantage as the prefect. Lu Gao was overjoyed when he heard this, and he finally had the opportunity to show his talent.

If he could really find evidence of the Qin army's fake attack on Chu and real attack on Qi from hundreds of daily news articles, he would jump out of the boring art department and enter the dream attack department. This joy made him sleepless all night, but after just one day, the bad news came.

"Report to the prefect, Wang Jian's army has set off the camp several days ago to travel west." At noon that day, don't let me and Li Qi hurry to Xuantang to bow. This is an urgent news. When reporting, don't let my face be dim. He really messed up the matter.

"Which day is it?" Naojiu didn't sleep all night, and he was not as energetic as Lu Gao who was standing beside him. He was in a state of indifference and his eyes were swollen.

"The Qin army has not been demolished, they are all..." Don't let me continue to report, Li Qi coughed heavily and looked at Lu Gao beside Naojiu.

"This is my close minister." Naoji knew what Li Qi meant and explained this way. After he said that, he looked at Wu Zhi and asked, "Why did you know that Wang Jian was traveling west today? Where was the reprimanding cavalry?"

"I don't know." Don't let me be afraid of Lu Gao standing beside Naojiu. What he is thinking now is that the situation of the Qin army attacking Chu is clear. Wang Jian led his army to intimidate Qi, and Qi sent out the princess. Although this matter was destroyed by himself, Qin had already grasped the attitude of Qi's court and knew that Qi would not dare to intervene in the battle between Qin and Chu. "Maybe, maybe Wang Jian was hiking at night..."

"Where is Wang Jian now?" Nao turned his head and didn't say anything, and after a long time he asked.

"I'm already in Puyang." In the middle of winter, don't let sweat come out on my head. Xue Ling has two hundred miles to Puyang, and Wang Jian must have traveled two houses a day. At this speed, the Qin army led by Wang Jian can enter Fangcheng within a maximum of twenty days.

The cunning sound of gasping echoed in Xuantang. He was always calm and stood up and walked around with some annoyance. After a while, he looked at Li Qie, "What should I do?"

Li Qi didn't say anything, only looked at Lu Gao. Naoji understood what he meant and said to Lu Gao: "Get back."

Naoji promised Lu Gao that he could read the news from Zhibian, but he did not allow him to participate in the strategic discussion. Lu Gao, who was already shocked, was stunned when he heard this, and retreated. He walked far away but did not hear a voice coming from Xuantang, and couldn't help but laugh at himself: Li Qi really regarded himself as a spy from Qin.

It was just a moment to laugh at myself. Yesterday morning, Lu Gao began to read the nearly 1,000 copies of the news that Zhibi has accumulated in the past few days, but he has not finished reading it. From the news, Zhibi's infiltration of Qin is comprehensive, and even the price increase and abundant goods in the cities of Xianyang, Luoyang and Liyang have reported on the abundant prices. Seeing these news, his confidence was half eliminated, and Zhibi's evidence that Zhibi's news may not be found, either.

The retreat of Wang Jian's army to the west was another heavy blow. After several years of fierce battle, the most elite soldiers of Qin were basically concentrated in Li Xin and Wang Jian's army. These two armies combined into one army must be the main attack direction of Qin. Now the two armies are converging, and they will be in a decisive battle in the middle and late next month. At that time, should the Chu army face the battle, or would they give up to the north of Fancheng and retreat to the two cities of Fanxiang?

The mystery of the Qin army's attack on Qi or Chu was basically revealed in Ji Ying's Grand Sima Mansion. The Linzeli dozens of miles away from Ji Ying, Xiong Jing, who did not care about state affairs, was still continuing his wedding day.

In the past two nights, he meowed Mi Xuanri every night. Only then did he understand why aristocrats had dowry. If Mi Xuan had a dowry, he could pull Mi Xuan's dial (sister) or nephew (daughter) to the bed and meowed them. However, his identity at this time was a commoner Wushang. Wushang only had a wife named Yan. The two elope from Daliang to Yunmengze, so how could they have dowry?

I had to pity my wife on the bed, and my physical desire was hard to fill. Fortunately, the natural skills of the otakus in later generations had never been forgotten, otherwise I would really scare the newly bought female slave. The female slave lived in the wing room on the other side, separated by a hall in the middle. At night, Mi Xuan's shouts and begging for mercy could be heard clearly. So that during the day she saw Xiong Jing, she was afraid that the male owner would be dragged over to favor her.

Xiong Jing didn't have this idea. Although this female slave named Jiang is not ugly, she is not ugly, and she is thin. Such a woman is not his, especially after entering the sage mode.

Mi Xuan, who was overly tortured on the bed, was still sleeping. When he came in and sat on the bed, she moved a little, then opened her eyes and smiled at him, and called out tenderly: "Brother..."

For two days, Mi Xuan had become accustomed to calling Xiong Jingliang instead of the king. Her sleeping clothes covered her shoulders sleeping on her side, and her black hair was curled, and her face looked charming under the background. Xiong Jing couldn't help but kiss her, and then said, "Get up and take you there..."

"Yeah." Since the night before yesterday, Mi Xuan has been in bed, except for changing clothes. When she got out of bed, she couldn't stand steadily, so Xiong Jing hugged her, and this hug almost made Xiong Jing jump out of the sage mode.

"I can..." Mi Xuan was shy when she was being pushed. As long as she endured the pain, she could still satisfy her husband.

"No." Xiong Jing shook his head. He really wanted to take Mi Xuan out if he had something to do.

After eating something simply, Mi Xuan, who was wearing a green robe, rode a horse with her husband and went out of the gate to run to the snowy wilderness. The common people's residence was small and the air was suppressed. As soon as they went out of the wilderness, they suddenly felt that the sky was high and the earth was wide and everything was bright. As they ran, Mi Xuan, who was sitting in front of the saddle, suddenly turned around and kissed her in pain with her hands hooked on Xiong Jing's neck. She was still clumsy when she kissed, but her tongue was put into the man's mouth, constantly entangled with the man and sucked.

"I'm happy! I have no other requests in this life." After kissing passionately, Mi Xuan said to Xiong Jing'er, and after that, he leaned into his arms.

"You still have to have children." Xiong Jing's heart was also sweet. Living in his bed became more and more tired, but he was a commoner couple with Mi Xuan and rode together in the wilderness. Only then did he feel that he was completely free.

"You still want..." Linzeli was naturally approaching Shuize. Although Xiong Jing was skillful in riding, he also had to look at the road in some places. Before he finished speaking, Mi Xuan, who was throwing into his arms, kept looking up at him until he said, "... he still needs to use weapons."

Xiong Jing did not intend to keep Mi Xuan in Linzeli for a long time. He bought this residence mainly to find a place for marriage without anyone disturbing him. But there are always times when the two are separated. Xiong Jing is worried about his woman when they are separated. After all, this is not his harem. It is necessary to use weapons, but this weapon...

"Do you know the artillery?" Zaofu continued to work hard to make the flintlock gun small, the long spear was too heavy, and the short spear was also very heavy. When Mi Xuan took the flintlock gun given by Xiong Jing, his hands sank suddenly, and the weight of the gun exceeded five kilograms.

"Know. This..." The short gun is shaped like a curved tree root, with a very delicate appearance and full of beauty. After all, it was a woman, Mi Xuan took it and pointed the muzzle at him. This action made Xiong Jing laugh. He thought of the eccentric gun in the domestic Lingling paint.

"You laugh at me!" Mi Xuan's face turned red, feeling a little aggrieved. She was only good at female redness and was stunned when she heard the word cannon. According to legend, cannons are thunder gods, and they have the ability to destroy the world. How could she not panic if Xiong Jing gave her such a magic weapon?

"Okay, don't laugh anymore." Xiong Jing still wanted to laugh, but tried to hold back. "Today I will teach you how to use this eccentric gun."

Xiong Jing borrowed that name and turned the gun in Mi Xuan's hand into the muzzle, making the gun to the outside. Then he picked up another gun in his hand and began to say in detail: "The guns and muskets are of different sizes, but the principles are the same. They both have a huge iron long tube, and both have a fire mechanism. They must load a bullet before firing."

Since there is paper, there is a paper shell. Xiong Jing took out a greased paper shell, bite the bottom of the shell and poured part of the gunpowder into the gunpowder pool at the bolt, closed the medicine pool and stood up the gun, poured all the remaining gunpowder into the barrel, and after pouring the gunpowder, put the lead-rolled paper shell into it, and then compacted it with the short strips on the gun.

He did this, and after doing it, he gave Mi Xuan a paper shell bullet, indicating that Mi Xuan would do the same. After all, it was a woman. Mi Xuan didn't hold it when she erected the muzzle, and the gun and the bullet fell to the ground. When Xiong Jing thought she was going to complain, she quickly picked up the gun bullet, poured the remaining gunpowder into the barrel, and then put the remaining lead bullet and paper shell in it. Finally, under Xiong Jing's instructions, he found the short strip and used the strip to compact the ammunition.

"Good." Xiong Jing watched her movements. From a simple manual perspective, men are really inferior to women.

"Must be on the outside." Xiong Jing was worried that she had made the mistake just now, so she gave a reminder in a worried manner. Then she held the upper part of the hammer on the bolt and pulled it backwards. He could hold the gun in one hand and pull the bolt with the other hand. It would be difficult for Mi Xuan to do it. She could only squat down, support the gun on her knees, and then pull the hammer.

"Here." Xiong Jing nodded and put his finger into the trigger guard ring. He was still worried and stood behind the woman, straightened his arms and grabbed the butt. Mi Xuan in his arms just put his finger into the trigger guard ring.

"Touch back." Xiong Jing kissed her and told her to do so.

Mi Xuan really did it. She put her two fingers into the trigger guard ring, and then her two fingers were pressed together. The flint on the hammer shot out Mars with a clattering sound, and the gunpowder in the pot instantly ignited, and then with a "bang", the lead bounce flew out.

Feeling the power of gunpowder at such a close distance, Mi Xuan couldn't help but lose her vigor. Then the man was behind her, almost hugging her, making her feel a sense of safety. Xiong Jing did not stop, raised his gun with good ammunition and said, "Shoot again."

This time, she did not fire at the air, but aimed at a tree a few steps away. Mi Xuan still put her two fingers into the trigger guard ring, and pulled the trigger with her two fingers. She once again felt the instantaneous ignition of gunpowder and the roar of muskets.
Chapter completed!