South Korea, immigration team

Zhao Cheng clasped his fists at Zhao Gao and frowned, saying, "Brother, report below, there have been many more people running away, why don't we..."

Zhao Gao suddenly interrupted: "Well, I understand, how many people are there?"

Zhao Cheng listened to his brother's cold inquiry and could only answer helplessly: "When he set out, there were as many as 220,000 teams, of which 4,500 more obedient supervisors were selected.

But the staff are still insufficient. The Koreans fled as soon as they have the chance. The supervisors were not concerned about the scattered escape, and now it may be less than 200,000."

After hearing this, Zhao Gao knew that they were powerless, but he didn't care too much about these people.

Because even when they arrived in the Qin Dynasty, they were just "cowards" and were just tools to speak. As long as the tasks given by Qin Zheng were completed, it would be fine.

"Zhao Cheng, don't care too much about the Koreans. If you really can't do it, you will lose all the elderly, weak, women and children. Your Majesty only needs a strong concubine." Zhao Gao said coldly, glanced at the team in front of him.

After hearing this, Zhao Cheng's face darkened, and his right hand unconsciously clenched the reins. He was silent for a while. Before he could speak, he just nodded and left.

Zhao Gao looked at Zhao Cheng's back and was very angry. You know, Zhao Cheng used to obey him, but now he dared to shy face for his concubines?

Zhao Gao glared at Zhao Cheng and cursed to himself: "Hmph, the man is not good at making plans!"

As the team continued to move forward with difficulty, time passed quickly, and it was already evening in a blink of an eye.

Even if Zhao Gao doesn't treat Koreans as humans, he has to let them rest. After all, they don't have the good eyesight of the Martial Knight.

Zhang Jia, who had just met with the large army, came to Zhao Gao's camp and gave a ceremony to report:

"Sir, the scout in the rear said that he had discovered the Wei army in Pingyang, but the Wei army was not large and he was walking around and stopped. It seemed that he wanted to wait for us to take over the various cities directly after we left."

Zhao Gao looked disdainful: "Hmph, it's a bargain. Don't worry about this. We will continue to rush tomorrow, but we will strengthen patrol tonight, and we will find a group of old and weak people to lose tomorrow."

"Hi!" Zhang Yao responded without hesitation.

Zhang Jia, who was born in a military aristocratic family for generations of the Qin Dynasty, didn't even care about Guizhou's capital in China, let alone captured it.

Zhao Gao nodded in praise: "You can do this matter, don't tell Zhao Wubaizhu, do you understand?"

Although Zhang Jia was a little puzzled, he still gave a gift and received the order, and then withdrew from the tent...

The night was getting darker and deeper. The Koreans who had been walking for a day and crying for a day were really exhausted physically and mentally, so they all became quiet, regardless of whether they were sleeping or not. Only a small number of bold people were sneaking away.

At this moment, except for a small number of patrol soldiers, most of the people in the entire camp were resting. Unfortunately, Zhang Jia was the commander of the patrol soldiers.

One of the generals under Zhang Jia said angrily: "Damn, I don't know what our general is thinking. If you want to bring these oil bottles, it's better to cut it to count the first prize."

Zhang Yao glared at him and said, "More, do you know why you can't be promoted to an official position?"

He shook his head with a confused look on his face, and Zhang Jia said in a tone of regret:

"Don't you know that the evil wind has swept away many people? Now there is a shortage of manpower in farming and serving in the army. Zhao Qianqi is arresting people for His Majesty. Isn't it a great achievement if you do it well?"

I suddenly realized: "Oh, so that's it. I said it's worth it for a few concubines. It turns out that I want to flatter the king."

Zhang Jia frowned: "You are unrestrained, patrol quickly, be careful when you meet an adult and sue you for slander..."

Before Zhang Jia could finish his fright, he suddenly closed his eyes, tiptoed, frowned and said, "Master Five Hundred... Have you heard any sound?"

Zhang Jia also heard a vague voice: "Hmm? It seems... someone is singing? This song... is so sad, no! This is Han Yin, someone is singing a tragic song with Han Yin!"

I even looked at my boss's frightened expression and didn't understand: "Just sing, just sing. Anyway, I've been killed and I'm a prisoner. I feel good about singing, so I won't be angry."

When Zhang Jia heard this, he cursed: "You idiot! We can't even care about it during the day. What should we do if the Koreans who heard the sad songs escaped at night? And this song was obviously from outside the camp."

After being scolded, he knew he was scared and asked quickly: "Ah? What should we do?"

Zhang Jia is worthy of being an old Qin man who has been fighting for many years. He quickly calmed down: "First go and call all the knights up, and then block the exits of the camp. I will go to see Captain Qianqi!"

"Hi!" Everyone immediately turned around and took action.

However, just as they were hurriedly calling people to organize defense, the Korean songs outside the camp became louder and louder, and finally woke up the refugees in the camp. Then the refugees were inspired and began to sing together!

For a moment, there were tragic singing outside the camp, the refugees responded to harmony, the crying of women and children, and the scolding of Qin soldiers, endlessly. All kinds of voices were intertwined, and the entire camp turned into a big market!

Outside the camp, Sima Shi and Shi Bao were watching and watching constantly. When they saw this chaotic scene, they looked at each other and smiled.

Shi Bao stroked his beard and laughed: "Haha, General, tonight is the time for us to make achievements. When we repel the Qin army and recover the Han area, these so-called Koreans are afraid that they still have to be grateful."

After hearing Shi Bao's words, Sima Shi raised his head and laughed: "Hmm? Hahahaha, then will our Sima family win the hearts of the people? Hahaha, come here, add fire to the Qin people."

Then hundreds of rockets shot towards the Qin army camp from all directions. The meteor-like front arrows ignited the tent. The Koreans, who were already excited by the sad song, became even more frightened when they saw it.

I don’t know who shouted: “The Qin army is going to kill us!” After hearing this, the Koreans believed it and rushed to flee everywhere. Some strong men even began to resist, and riots were inevitable!

Zhao Gao had already arrived among the martial knights at this time. He was two meters tall wearing armor. From a distance, he looked like a "mountain moving giant". All the knights saluted respectfully when they saw him.

But he knew that he, a giant, had actually lost his skills.

There are too many Koreans. Compared with more than 5,000 Qin troops (and Han traitors) to 200,000 Koreans, one depends on forty ones, which is simply impossible in this situation!

At this time, Zhao Cheng also rushed over and shouted anxiously: "Brother, brother! Rockets were shot in several camps, and the fire was very fierce. We could not draw any hands to put out the fire!"

Zhao Gao is worthy of being Zhao Gao. He was not overly nervous when encountering this situation, but said it immediately:

"No need, this must be the Wei army. Hurry up and take Han Hou and Xiao Ruo with you, gather the supervisors, and then go to catch some craftsmen. We will leave here immediately!"

Zhao Cheng frowned. It would be easy for them to leave, and it would be fine if they brought some kids and young men.

But the fate of those Koreans is unpredictable, and no one can expect the soldiers of Wei to not take the masses one by one!

Zhao Cheng gritted his teeth and asked: "But what should those Koreans do? We can't..."

Zhao Gao didn't expect Zhao Cheng to disobey him and cursed directly: "What do you care about them? They are just a group of illegitimate sons! Or do you want to turn against me for them?"

Zhao Cheng was stunned and lowered his head slightly: "I... dare not, but they are His Majesty's people after all..."

Zhao Gao snatched the arrow from Zhao Cheng's hand and said indifferently: "Take it back!"

Seeing that Zhao Cheng was still hesitating, Zhao Gao threw the command arrow on Zhao Cheng's face and shouted: "Zhao Cheng, are you going to disobey? Go and prepare!"

"Hi!" Zhao Cheng struggled to squeeze out the word from his teeth, but he had no choice but to turn around and execute it.

Just as the two brothers clashed, Sima Shi, who was not far away, finally couldn't hold back.

Sima Shi looked at the elite cavalry under his command and shouted: "My sons, the rebels are below. Our plan has caused them to be in chaos. As long as they follow me down the hillside, their heads will need our fertile fields!"

"The Great Wei wins thousands of victories! The General of Guard wins thousands of victories!"

Thousands of cavalrymen drew their weapons and rushed down the hillside with a loud shout. Their momentum was as fierce as an avalanche!
Chapter completed!