"What a waste, 20,000 people can't even stop 10,000 people." Mang Mao cursed, pointed at Wan unwillingly and said, "How about we attack this Qin army first? After defeating this Qin army, we can defeat the Qin army.
Camp."
"Both our armies and ours have gone through great battles, and we are at the end of our battle. Although this Qin army has fought just now, its combat effectiveness has not been damaged. Even if we can capture it, we will not have the strength to attack the camp later." Le
Cheng shook his head.
If you can capture the Qin army camp, it will be worthwhile to overdraw some vitality and take some risks. But if you just defeat a Qin army regiment, then forget it, Zhao people's lives are still very valuable.
Before coming, Le Yi also told him to preserve his own strength first, and then weaken Qin's power.
Although Qin is Zhao's biggest enemy, as long as there are two countries, South Korea and Wei, Qin cannot truly threaten Zhao.
"In that case, let's retreat." Mang Mao sighed, and He Lecheng turned around and walked towards the royal city.
"Thank you generals for traveling thousands of miles to come to our rescue!" The Duke of Western Zhou came to the outside of the city as early as the Qin army was defeated. He was extremely excited when he saw Le Cheng and others, and led a group of ministers to greet them excitedly.
"I have met the Duke of Western Zhou." Lecheng bowed and bowed, and looked behind the Duke of Western Zhou strangely, but did not see the King of Zhou.
However, Le Cheng did not dwell on this matter. He had no special feelings for King Zhou, it was just a little strange. After all, King Zhou was the emperor in name only, so it stands to reason that he would step forward at this time.
"I have prepared a banquet in the city and prepared rewards for the soldiers. Please mount your horse and enter the city." The Duke of Western Zhou bowed and stepped forward to take the reins, as if he was leading the horse and holding the whip for fun.
Lecheng was so shocked that he didn't even dare to say so.
Since ancient times, some ministers have led horses for their monarchs, and some monarchs have shown their favor and led their ministers' horses.
But no king has ever led horses and whips for generals of other countries. He and the Duke of Western Zhou are not in a relationship between monarch and minister. It would be bad if it arouses the suspicion of King Zhao.
The State of Zhao is very good, and the King of Zhao treats him well. He has no intention of leaving the State of Zhao.
To put it bluntly, even if he left Zhao State and found another old employer, he would not be able to find Western Zhou State, which had no future.
Seeing that Lecheng insisted on refusing, the Duke of Western Zhou had no choice but to give up and sighed deeply in his heart.
He actually didn't mean to poach Zhao Kuo, he just wanted to make good friends with Le Cheng.
The Kingdom of Zhou was miserable, with a wolf's den in front and a tiger's mouth in the back. I thought that no matter what, in the name of being the common master of the world, no country would dare to really attack the Emperor of Zhou.
But reality told him that the Emperor of Zhou was nothing in front of the Qin State. The Qin State would not care whether you were the emperor or not, and would destroy you if it sent troops to destroy you.
However, Zhou State did not have any ability to resist.
The curses were so pale and feeble in front of the soldiers of the Qin army.
Zhao is the only powerful country in the world that can compete with and even defeat Qin. It is also the leader of the three Jins. If Zhou wants to survive Qin's military attack, it can only embrace Zhao's thigh.
Soon, the army entered the royal city.
"Your Majesty." An old minister came over and looked at the Duke of Western Zhou with a wry smile.
"What does the old gentleman want from me?" asked the Duke of Western Zhou with a smile. He was still immersed in the joy of defeating the Qin army. As for the little episode just now, he had long forgotten it.
"At that time, we thought that the reinforcements were only from Zhao State, and we prepared silk, wine and food for ten thousand people, but who would have thought..." The old minister leaned next to the ear of the Duke of Western Zhou and whispered.
When the Duke of Western Zhou heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He was so happy that he almost forgot about it.
This is no small matter. If it is not handled well, it will offend all three countries.
"Is there any way?" asked the Duke of Western Zhou Dynasty.
"There are only two ways at this time, either no rewards and no banquets, or no rewards and no banquets," the old minister said.
"I have just told you about the banquet and rewards, and I am talking about the second method." The Duke of Western Zhou said decisively.
"Lending money to wealthy households in the city, lowering the standards for banquets and rewards
That's right, I should be able to make up enough." said the veteran.
"Go and do it quickly." The Duke of Western Zhou waved his hand and said. At this time, there was no other way but to try his best to save the situation.
If I had known that the three Jin Dynasties would come to reinforce me, I would have given no reward. It would have been better than now.
"No." The old minister leaned over and said.
"Everyone, please follow me into the palace. The banquet is ready." Duke Zhou turned around and said with a smile, but his smile was a little bitter.
Everyone had just won a big victory, and they were all relaxed. Mang Mao and Bao Luan grabbed Le Cheng to persuade them to drink. The three of them were too lazy to use their internal energy to expel the alcohol, and they were all drunk.
Before Le Cheng fell asleep, he grabbed Jia Yan's arm and told him to set up city defenses to prevent Qin troops from sneak attacks.
Jia Yan sent Le Cheng back to his room and took a patrol with his guards. He saw that all the Qin troops were huddled in the camp and there was nothing unusual before returning.
After washing up, Jia Yan declined the maid assigned to him by the Duke of Western Zhou Dynasty. Just as he was about to go to bed, the guard reported outside the door, "General, General Mangmao, do you want to see me?"
"Mang Mao? Isn't he drunk? Let him come over." Jia Yan frowned slightly. He and Mang Mao were very familiar with each other. Mang Mao was the commander-in-chief of the Wei army in the Battle of Huayang, and he was the commander-in-chief of the Zhao army!
At that time, Zhao and Wei were vying for the alliance leader. Zhao was powerful, but Wei, relying on Fan Zuo, could always overpower Zhao at critical moments, which resulted in the relationship between the two countries not being so friendly.
However, after being defeated by Bai Qi, the relationship between the two of them gradually began to warm up and they became sympathetic to each other.
"I haven't seen you for many years, but the general's demeanor remains the same." Mang Mao stepped into the camp and said with a smile and cupped his hands.
"How can I, a lieutenant general, get my style? General Mang is the one who has the real style and style." Jia Yan sighed.
"What did the general say? Who doesn't know that there are many famous generals in the Zhao country, and it is already remarkable that the general can be among them. On the other hand, in our country of Wei, the talents are withering, and even a defeated general like me can stand in the temple.
"Mang Mao also sighed deeply.
"If you have something to say, General Mang, just say it directly. This is not General Mang's style." Jia Yan glanced at Mang Mao.
"Okay, General Jia Yan, I'll tell you what I have to say. Now Zhao is responsible for the food and pay for our armies of the Three Kingdoms. I wonder if the food and grass are sufficient?" Mang Mao asked.
"Don't worry about the food and grass. We, the State of Zhao, can deliver the food and grass to the royal city all the way from the river and the Luo River. The Qin State's naval force is weak and cannot pose a threat to the food road." Jia Yan said.
The food and grass supply for a mere 30,000 people, but if there were 300,000 people, Zhao might have to think of a way to do it.
"What if there are more prisoners of the Qin army?" Mang Mao asked.
In this battle, the Three Jin Dynasties captured more than 20,000 Qin troops. If Wan hadn't been there to gather the defeated troops later, and Wang Lu had returned to the camp in time, there would have been even more prisoners.