Chapter 370 I am His Majestys brother who lives among the people today!
"Here we come."
The old man was extremely angry, his voice was weak, and his decayed old face squeezed out a smile.
Ying Chengyu nodded silently, tucked the quilt in for the veteran on the hospital bed, then gently pulled it away a little, then tucked it in again, going back and forth.
He lowered his head and did not look at Meng Ao, as if every time he glanced at the old man, he would take away the old man's short life.
"Young Master is so nervous, is it because of me?"
The big hands like chicken skin gently grasped Ying Chengyu's wrist. The old man could no longer use any strength.
Ying Chengqiao turned his head and took a deep breath.
"Talk less, Old Man Xia will stop talking and let you rest more."
"Whether you say it or not, you are going to die. You don't have to be sad, young master. It is a great blessing for you to be granted the title of Marquis of Che and the title of champion in this life."
Meng Ao propped up the bed with his hands and tried to sit up. After trying twice, he failed.
When Ying Chengyu heard the noise, he held Meng Ao's waist with one hand and lightly supported Meng Ao with the other. He put the pillow up on the wall and supported Meng Ao half-relying on the pillow.
"If you have to be brave, why should you think it was twenty years ago?"
Ying Chengxiao murmured, and when he saw the old man grinning widely, he wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and shook it twice in disgust.
"You take good care of yourself and keep things simple on the battlefield. How can you be so sloppy off the battlefield?"
"It's just like this, it can't be changed."
The old man looked at Ying Chenglong with a kind face, and raised his hand tremblingly to touch Ying Chenglong's face.
Ying Chengyu rubbed his eyes and sat next to the old man with his head slightly tilted.
The old man felt the real touch, which was much rougher than twenty years ago, and recalled:
"When the young master was five years old, the late King Zhaoxiang brought me to see him. He held him in his arms and said, 'Meng Ao, my great-great-grandson is the king of Qin and will be the king of the world in the future. Do you believe it or not?'
"How dare I say that I don't believe it, so I stepped forward and pinched the young master's face, smiled and complimented him: 'You have the aura of a king.' At that time, the young master's face was smoother than Qin Jian's face that had just been scrubbed.
"The king laughed loudly and said: 'You are getting an advantage.'
“Ao said respectfully: ‘Yes, yes, yes.’.
"But I thought in my heart: Is the king confused? What does a five-year-old baby know? Even Wu Anjun had a runny nose and played in the mud when he was five years old.
"More than twenty years have passed, and even if I were to go back to that day when I met the young master, I would not believe how powerful a five-year-old child can be.
"Young master, he is the second genius Ao has ever seen.
"Ao often thinks, how wonderful it would be if the young master were born twenty years earlier, no, ten years earlier. Ao can introduce the young master to Wu Anjun. As long as the young master is here, Wu Anjun will not die..."
When Ying Chengxuan was born, Qin Wu'an Jun Bai Qi had already been sentenced to death by King Qin Zhaoxiang for six years.
Ying Chengyu didn't know what to say. He couldn't remember these past events. For him, these things were too long ago.
The veteran didn't need Ying Chengyu to reply. He sighed regretfully and continued:
"After that, whether the king went to court or approved memorials, he always brought the young master with him. All the important officials in the Xianyang Palace watched helplessly as a little baby behaved like a little adult every day, neither crying nor making trouble, tilting his little head to listen.
We discuss matters.
"The person sitting next to me on the Internet was not King Xiaowen or King Zhuang Xiang, but the young master. Only then did Ao realize that the young master was so important in the king's heart.
"This birdman Ao can see it, but none of the human spirits in the palace can see it. At first, everyone still teased the young master just to see the king..."
The old man whispered the past events that Ying Chengyu could not remember, as if they happened yesterday.
Ying Chengyu listened quietly, this was the only thing he could do.
Listen, listen...
The old man's voice became smaller and smaller.
The palm of his hand passed across Ying Chengyu's face and hit the bed under the influence of gravity, making a dull sound.
Ying Chengyu looked up blankly and saw the old man's head bowed deeply.
He raised his hand and placed it tremblingly in front of the old man's nose. The skin was still warm, but there was no air in front of the nose.
In fact, there was no need to do this. With his extremely high martial arts skills, he knew immediately that the old man was dead, but he still had a sense of luck.
He lowered his head, in the same posture as an old man, his shoulders twitched, and tears welled up in his eyes.
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More than ten years ago, Ying Cheng was stabbed while playing with Qingmei. The arrow pierced his chest and missed his heart.
King Zhaoxiang of Qin was furious and called Meng Ao inside to kill the assassins. He wanted to focus on the place where Ying Chengyu was stabbed.
Ying Chengyu was in a daze and repeatedly asked King Qin Zhaoxiang not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, so that the people within ten miles could live safely.
After his injuries were over, Meng Ao came to visit and told him about the hundreds of thousands of innocent souls in the Battle of Changping. When he was young, he only knew that fighting was to fight all the way. If he was alive until the end, he had won. He also told about his old age.
It was only later that I learned about the military strategy.
Final words:
"Go out and claim my name as Meng Ao. If anyone dares to bully you, Nai Gong will behead him!"
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During a court meeting, King Zhuangxiang of Qin entered the palace and picked up Ying Chenglong who was sitting below him, laughing loudly.
"Have you finished approving the memorial to King Xiao Qin?"
Prime Minister Lu Buwei stood up and said seriously:
"This title of 'Little Qin King' is inconsistent with etiquette. Please, Your Majesty..."
Before he finished speaking, Meng Ao jumped up, pointed at Lu Buwei's nose and cursed:
"What the hell are you calling a bird! Can your etiquette win the battle? If you can't win the battle, it's a fart! Little King of Qin, Little King of Qin! Nai Gong screamed, so what do you do! What are you capable of reprimanding children? I'm a real horse with you Nai Gong.
Kill with a real sword!"
Lu Buwei had a look of helplessness on his face. When a scholar encounters a soldier, he cannot explain why.
Seeing that Lu Buwei didn't say anything, Meng Ao didn't give up and grabbed his son Meng Wu with one hand.
"Remember! From now on, my Meng family will call me King Xiao Qin! Let's see who dares to gossip!"
Prince Qin Zhuangxiang laughed happily and gave Meng Ao a thumbs up.
"General Shenwu!"
Then the gloating turned to Lu Buwei.
"Xiangbang, this is not Gu against you, this is General Meng against you. Why don't you speak? Just try to persuade Gu Gu and reason with General Meng! If it doesn't work, just be like me.
According to the tradition of the Qin State, there is nothing wrong with competing."
Lu Buwei snorted coldly.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I will not bully my elders!"
He sat down angrily.
From then on, as long as Meng Ao was around, no one dared to say a bad word about Ying Chengyu, not even the court meeting.
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outside the city.
Meng Ao held a sword in one hand and a tiger charm in the other. Looking at the handsome young man who had grown up in front of him, he said sincerely:
"Little King Qin, do you really want to do this? If Ao leads these eight thousand troops into Xianyang, then the king of Qin is really no longer a prince! Little King Qin will no longer be the King of Qin!"
Ying Chenglong has a playful smile.
"Oh, old boy, why are you so sentimental? The throne is not a good thing, so let's give it to Brother Wang. After this rebellion, as long as your Meng family doesn't seek death, your status will be as stable as Mount Tai. This is not what you dream of. Well."
Patting Meng Ao on the shoulder, Ying Chengyu said:
"Don't hurt Uncle Lu's life. Just kill Lao Ai."
Meng Ao suddenly raised his head and looked at the young man he had grown up with, from being a young master to being called the young King of Qin. He was angry but refused to argue.
"What's so good about these three words, Lord Chang'an?! You don't even want the throne!"
Ying Chengyu gently stroked the chest of Meng Ao, who was already an old man at that time, and said with a smile:
"Don't be angry, don't be angry, anger will hurt your health."
Meng Ao looked deeply at the young man.
"You are not a king. After Ao suppressed the rebellion this time, I cannot stand behind you without hesitation and support you. No one will be able to call you the Little King of Qin in the future."
Ying Chengyu said indifferently:
"If you can't call me, then I can't call you. I think the word "Chang'an Jun" sounds better."
The old man rode away, and when he turned around he said in a very awkward tone:
"Thank you, Lord Chang'an, for your contribution!"
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Battle of Handan.
Li Mu used his troops like a god, and he had the advantage of defending the terrain. When Zhao was about to fall, he had the power to mourn his troops, and there was a blood feud between Qin and Zhao.
Not only was Wang Jian, the God of War of the Qin State, unable to capture the enemy for a long time, he also lost his deputy general Heng Jue in a battle.
King Qin Yingzheng sent veteran general Meng Ao, and Wang Jue came from the small road to support him. He was bound to capture the state of Zhao. Ying Chengyu quietly accompanied him with several retainers.
"Chang'an Jun is the chief general, and Ao and Wang Yan are the deputy generals!"
Wang Ye, who was also a veteran, was dumbfounded as he watched his old comrade Meng Ao deliver the tiger talisman to Ying Chengyu.
He immediately objected and was scolded and beaten by Meng Ao. In the end, his objection was ineffective.
Ying Chengyu did not refuse. He took the tiger talisman and did not rush to send troops. He first went to the countryside to train the soldiers for seven days, and then rushed to the battlefield.
The Lord will be the vanguard!
This was a method of warfare that Wang Jue and Meng Ao, two battle-hardened veterans, had never seen before. They did not see that Ying Chengyu had no military skills, which was just one word - reckless.
In every battle, you must be the first!
Wearing silver-white armor, the extremely distinctive Ying Chengyu charged at the front. As soon as he saw the kind silver armor, the Qin soldiers behind them roared and charged into the battle as if they had taken a powerful pill.
There has never been any method of fighting in which the general does not send troops to the rear but rushes to the front to face the rain of arrows. The warlike Qin State has never had such a general.
Although the general's armor seems to be different - the helmet is tight without any gaps, and the eyes are covered with a piece of glass. But the general's armor is somewhat different, which is completely acceptable. The Qin army eats different food depending on its title.
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Although the general is always protected by hundreds of masters, and the two nearby swordsmen are even more arrogant, they can protect the general and cut through the opposing military formation. But which general does not have personal guards? Is this a big deal?
Ying Chengyu did not attack the city either.
It means intercepting, chasing, ambushing, cutting off communication between cities, and turning Handan into an isolated city.
Wearing all black armor, with saddles on their crotches, stirrups on their feet, and horseshoes on their war horses, these soldiers, followed by the young general who was not afraid of death, stunned the cavalry that Zhao was so proud of.
Every time it was a battle of annihilation, not letting a single person escape alive, that is not something that can be described in a fierce word!
A few days later, Li Mu died and Handan was destroyed.
When Zhao Wuanjun, who was said to be dead, followed Ying Chengyu in a taciturn manner.
Meng Ao, who personally gave the tiger talisman to Ying Chengyu, was silent for a long time:
"Chang'an Jun, Ao will be on guard against you."
Ying Chengyu laughed loudly and slapped Meng Ao's still strong arm hard.
"Old boy, you know how powerful I am!"
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Opening the door, Ying Chengyu looked pale, his eyes red, and grinned.
"The old boy left, he didn't guard me."
Meng Tian and Meng Yi rushed into the room from both sides of Ying Chengyu, and their suppressed cries flowed out of the room.
"If you win the championship, my father will die without regrets."
Meng Wu walked into the house from Ying Chengyu and said softly.
The noble king, Zhao Su, stepped forward and hugged Ying Chenglong.
"It's okay, it's okay..."
The name Champion Hou has not yet spread throughout Xianyang City, and Champion Hou is ill.
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Pei County.
There are snack vendors on both sides of the road here, most of them selling dog meat. The fragrant dog meat is mixed with alcohol, and is loved by many heroic people.
Guiguzi, who was eating dog meat with his apprentice at one of the roadside stalls, was stunned for a moment and twitched his fingers.
The old apprentice blinked and put down the big bone in his hand.
"Master, what happened? Did you find the Red Emperor?"
"Nothing, let's eat."
Guiguzi picked up the wine bowl and took a sip.
[Another era has passed, Your Majesty, you must speed up.]
"Two old men, would you like to have one more person drinking?"
A young man was laughing and sitting next to Guiguzi. He looked at Guiguzi's face in surprise, picked up the wine bowl on the table and poured a bowl of wine.
Pour and drink by yourself.
"Where did this guy come from!"
The old apprentice raised his eyes and snatched it away with his hand.
With a twist of his wrist, the visitor easily dodged the old apprentice's less fierce attack, and still put the bowl of fine wine into his mouth steadily.
Holding the old apprentice's wrist with his backhand, the visitor smiled and said:
"My husband is old and has a bad temper. It's just a bowl of wine. Why are you so stingy?"
Release your hands, gently knead the old apprentice's wrist, and use internal force to activate the qi and blood here so that no blockage will form.
“I don’t care what my husband wants from me for this consultation fee!”
This time the visitor picked up the wine jar and didn't even use the wine bowl. He poured it into his mouth without being polite at all.
The old apprentice was about to get angry, but his wrist was held down by his master, and he turned around to look.
The clever master looked at the visitor with surprise in his eyes.
"Master, do you know him?"
The old apprentice tried to explore.
His master has lived for hundreds of years and has known people of all ages, from three-year-old children to octogenarians.
"Drink slowly, the wine will be enough."
Guiguzi said.
The visitor was so eager to devour the cow that he drank a jar of wine in one go.
Hearing Guiguzi speak, he reached for the dog meat on the plate and said:
"This old man is very grand. After all, it's not good to have wine but no meat. Since you gave me wine, it's only natural that you give me some meat."
Before he finished speaking, he already took a piece of bone and began to chew it.
The old apprentice's eyes showed anger, but seeing that his master didn't say anything, he restrained his temper and stared unkindly at this scoundrel who came uninvited, drank wine, ate meat, and even injured him.
"That makes sense."
Guiguzi smiled and shouted loudly:
"Another three pounds of meat."
The visitor looked surprised, but refused to eat the dog meat that reached his mouth, and looked at Guiguzi with a slightly wary look.
"My father-in-law is so kind? But he recognized my identity?"
Guiguzi became even more interested.
"Oh? Tell me, what is your identity?"
The visitor clapped his hands, stood up, stepped on the stool, and said proudly:
"So that I can let my father-in-law know that I am part of the Ying family living among the people today, and I am now your Majesty's brother!"