"Report to the King of Zhao, the foreign ministers don't know where Fan Ju is now." Lu Buwei leaned over and said. He really wasn't covering up for Fan Ju. When the war started, Fan Ju was still standing next to the King of Qin with him, and he found out when they were fighting.
Fan Ju is gone.
At first, I thought Fan Ju had some plans, but now I found out that Fan Ju actually escaped secretly without telling him.
"Send the order, search for Fan Ju with all your strength, and find him no matter what." Zhao Kuo said in a deep voice.
"General Mo will lead the search now." Le Yi said with his fists clasped.
"If King Zhao has no other instructions, then the foreign ministers will retreat first." Lu Buwei was a prisoner at this time and did not dare to say anything more.
"I have a message for you, sir." Zhao Kuo said to Lu Buwei.
"King Zhao, please speak."
"The edifice of the State of Qin will collapse. With your talent, there is no need to be buried with the State of Qin. If you join the State of Zhao, we can pretend that the past grudges never happened and give you a position where you can display your talents." Zhao Kuo said.
He has no grudge against Lu Buwei, the main reason is that Lu Buwei has some grudge against him.
However, Lu Buwei is a businessman and is best at weighing the pros and cons. Zhao Kuo believes that the other party can let go of past grievances.
"The foreign minister will seriously consider it." Lu Buwei declined politely.
He invested too much in Zi Chu, almost all his wealth and life in Zi Chu, just so that one day Zi Chu would become the king of Qin and he would be able to prosper.
If he arrives in Zhao State, all his previous efforts will be in vain and he will have to start over.
He believed what Zhao Kuo said, that he could put aside all the past grudges, and even give himself a good position, but no matter what, he would not be able to gain the same power and status in Zhao as he did in Qin.
"Come here, send Mr. Buwei off the battlefield." Zhao Kuo waved his hand, saying that forcefulness is not sweet. Since Lu Buwei is not willing, there is no need to force it.
"Thank you, King Zhao." Lu Buwei bowed and followed the soldiers away from the battlefield.
"Your Majesty, according to the statistics of casualties, our army has a total of 4,421 soldiers killed in battle. The Han army and the Wei army have fewer soldiers than our army. The Qi army has the most casualties, with more than 15,000 soldiers.
Most of them were caused by the Longxi cavalry." Xunzi and Gongsun Long came over and handed the statistics to Zhao Kuo.
If you don't count the Qi army, the casualties suffered by the three Jin Dynasties were not large. Compared with such a great victory, they can even be said to be insignificant.
But if you add the Qi army, the coalition's statistics are not very good. The number of troops is several times that of the Qin army, but in the end the number of casualties on both sides was almost the same.
Wang Sunjia's face was darker than the bottom of the pot, but he couldn't blame anyone. He and Bao Yuan had nearly ten times the strength of Wang Jian, but they were defeated by Wang Jian. Even if Zhao Kuo beheaded him according to military law, he would still be defeated.
There is no reason to refute.
"Cremate the corpses of the fallen soldiers and send their bones back to their hometowns. It is the same regardless of which country the soldiers are from. The Qin army's corpses are buried on the spot," Zhao Kuo said.
"No." Xunzi said, cupping his fists.
Although cremation is not in line with the ideals of this era, everyone knows that with such a long distance and it being summer, it is impossible for Zhao Jun to send the body back anyway.
We have done our best to be able to send the ashes back and not let the soldiers throw their bodies into the wilderness.
"The order goes down and the whole army rests for three days. After three days, they will enter Wuguan, enter Guanzhong, and attack Xianyang." Zhao Kuo was a little excited. After fighting for such a long time, Zhao Jun finally entered Guanzhong!
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Wang Jian carried Qin Wangji's body on his back and ran away for more than ten miles. Only when Zhao Jun was no longer behind him did he stop.
"How many people are left in our army?" Wang Jian's voice was hoarse.
"General, there are thirty-two men left." A soldier whispered.
"Haha, before and after, five to six million troops came out of the customs, and now there are only thirty-two people left, hahahaha...poof!" Wang Jian looked up to the sky and roared, spurting out a blood arrow, his body tilted to the side, and fell
to the ground.
"General..." The surrounding soldiers dismounted and ran towards Wang Jian.
When Wang Jian woke up, it was already the next day. He tried his best to open his eyes, and his whole body was in great pain. It was like a dozen files grinding back and forth in his body. His internal energy was exhausted, his meridians were broken, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.
An injury of this degree, even to a strong person in the extraordinary realm, would be impossible to recover in a short while.
"General, you're awake." The voice of a soldier came from the side.
Wang Jian was startled. When he saw that it was his own bodyguard, he felt relieved and let him help him up. Then he asked, "Where are we?"
"General, we are in the mall now," the soldier said.
"Is there any news about Zhao Jun?" Wang Jian asked through gritted teeth.
"Zhao Jun has not pursued us for the time being, and there is no other news. Seven more of our brothers have died, and now there are only twenty-five left. Moreover, everyone is injured and cannot go out to find out the news. I hope the general will forgive me." The soldier bowed his head.
said.
"Seven more people died! Zhao Jun!" Wang Jian's face was livid, his fists were clenched, and his heart was full of anger. However, considering the situation of Qin and himself, he could only swallow all the anger back in his stomach, "Everyone
How many days will it take for the injury to recover?”
"It will take at least half a month," the soldier said.
"We don't have so much time. The mall is just a small town and cannot be defended for a long time. Once Zhao Jun discovers it, we will definitely die. In one day at most, tomorrow night, we will leave the mall, go to Hanzhong, and return to Xianyang from Hanzhong." Wang Jian said.
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Wuguandao fell into the hands of Zhao State. If the Qin army wanted to return to Xianyang, they could only go from Shangyong to Hanzhong and then return to Xianyang.
It would be very simple if Wang Jian was alone, but he could not abandon the soldiers who followed him through life and death.
"I'm going to tell everyone right now," the soldier said, clasping his fists.
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"I don't know what the war will be like at the front. If it drags on, even if the front can hold up, the rear will not be able to hold on." In Xianyang City, in the Taifu's Mansion, Lou Huan held a few documents and sighed deeply.
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The year this year is not very good. Drought has occurred in many areas of Qin State. In addition, a large number of young people have been sent to the front line, resulting in large tracts of land without time to cultivate. This year's grain output in Qin State is reduced by 30 to 50% compared to last year.
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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! If there is no war, the country will collect less taxes, and the people will dig some wild vegetables, and it will be over after a while.
But now there is still a war on the front line. Not only can taxes not be reduced, but they have to be increased many times. How can the people bear it?
"No matter who loses or wins, I just hope that the war can end soon and give the people a breath of relief." Lou Xu thought in his heart that he didn't care whether the people lived or died, but he didn't want the country to be devastated when he was sitting in the rear, and then become the Qin Kingdom.
The monarch is the victim to resolve the grievances of the people.
"Master, something big... something big... something bad is going to happen." At this moment, a guard suddenly broke in and yelled in a panic without even being polite.
Lou Huan frowned. He was thinking about the reason to report to Qin Wangji and ask Qin Wangji for someone to sit in the rear, but the guards who broke in interrupted his thoughts.
"Is the sky falling?" Lou Huan threw the document towards the desk and said in a deep voice.
"Tai... Taifu, news came from the front line. Our army... our army was defeated. The king died in the battle, Lord Wu An died in the battle, Marquis Rang died in the battle, and Lord Xia Yang died in the battle..." the guard said tremblingly.
"Where did the news come from?" Lou Fan's hands were trembling slightly, and he couldn't believe it.
"General Wang Jian has just returned carrying the king's body on his back. He is... ordering someone to inform the ministers in the city," the guard said.
"It's over! The innocence has collapsed." Lou Fan collapsed on the ground, staring blankly at the roof, as if all the strength had been drained from his body.
After a while, Lou Huan managed to regain some energy and said slowly: "Help me get up and prepare the car. I want to enter the palace."
The guards quickly stepped forward to help the people up the stairs.
When Lou slowly arrived at the palace, the palace was already covered with white flags. The prince and other princes and princes were kneeling in front of the mourning hall. When they saw the prince, everyone saluted, as if they had a backbone.
Lou Huan is the minister in charge personally appointed by King Qin Ji. Before the prince ascends the throne, all matters must be handled by him.
"Your Majesty, before you die... did you leave any instructions?" Lou Xu looked at Wang Jian.
"Tai Tuo, the king said that the crown prince should be passed on. No matter how much it costs, we must seek peace with Zhao and then unite with Chu to fight against Zhao. Don't launch a war against Zhao until Zhao Kuo dies." Wang Jian said in a low voice.
"I understand, do you have any other opinions?" Lou Huan looked at the others.
Everyone shook their heads, how dare they have any opinions on Qin Wangji's last words.
Although several young masters were a little displeased when they heard about the passing of the crown prince, they had no choice but to accept the reality.
Taizizhu has been the prince for more than ten years and has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Now that Qin Wangji has passed away, he has also stated that the throne has been passed to Taizizhu. With the strength of the few of them, they cannot cause any trouble.
Besides, the Zhao army was about to attack the city, so it was impossible for them to fight among themselves at this time.
They still have the bottom line.
"Since others have no objections, extraordinary things should be done in an emergency. Please also ask the prince to ascend the throne immediately and preside over the overall situation of the Qin State." Lou Huan walked to the prince's pillar, leaned down and saluted, and said solemnly.
He didn't want to deal with this troublesome government affairs for another day, and it was even more impossible for him to shoulder such a big blame with Zhao Guoqiu.
"Please crown prince, please ascend the throne." Upon seeing this, the courtiers leaned over and said.
Although it was against etiquette and law for Prince Zhu to ascend the throne immediately without observing filial piety, they had nothing to do. The Zhao army would attack the city in a few days. At this time, Qin needed a monarch to step forward, not a prince.
"Okay, pass on the order. I will ascend the throne tomorrow, and all the etiquette and expenses will be kept simple." Tai Zizhu stood up, did not refuse, and accepted directly, quite like a wise king.
"No." The ministers leaned over and said.
The next day, in the main hall hung with white flags, Prince Zhu ascended the throne and became the thirty-fifth monarch of Qin.
"Everyone, please tell me how to negotiate peace with Zhao." Qin Wangzhu looked around at the ministers below and asked.
Although the position of the prince was not abolished and he successfully became the king of Qin, Qin Wangzhu could not be happy no matter what.
Hundreds of thousands of troops from the four kingdoms of Zhao, Wei, Han and Qi have arrived in Lantian and may attack Xianyang at any time. If the four kingdoms cannot be made to retreat, he is likely to become the shortest reigning monarch in the history of Qin.
"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister and the Young Master are outside the palace asking for an audience." At this time, a guard came in and said with cupped fists.
"Prime Minister! Young Master! Please come in quickly." Qin Wangzhu's eyes lit up. Although he didn't understand how Fan Ju and Lu Buwei escaped from the battlefield, Qin Wangzhu invited them in immediately.
Outside the main hall.
Fan Ju and Lu Buwei stared at each other. They didn't make an appointment to come together, but they just happened to meet outside the palace.
"The Prime Minister ran so fast on the battlefield. In the blink of an eye, everyone was gone." Lu Buwei said coldly. He was a little worried about Fan Ju sneaking away without taking him with him.
"I was forced to have no choice but to make amends to the young master in the future." Fan Ju leaned over and bowed, saying embarrassedly that he did not do this properly.
After receiving the news that Wuguan Road was cut off, he was planning a retreat. Originally, he wanted to take Qin Wangji with him, but Qin Wangji was determined to die, and he had no choice but to escape alone.
As for Lu Buwei, Fan Ju can only say that he has no friendship with him.
"Your Majesty, please invite the Prime Minister and the Young Master to enter the palace." The guards came out to report.
"Humph!" Lu Buwei snorted coldly and stepped into the hall.
Fan Ju sighed and followed in.
"The Prime Minister and the Young Master have arrived just in time. Please sit down quickly. I am discussing with the ministers the matter of peace talks with the State of Zhao. What do you think?" Qin Wangzhu said.
"Your Majesty, the current King of Zhao is a man who doesn't see rabbits and doesn't let go of hawks. If our country of Qin wants to negotiate peace, I'm afraid we will have to pay a huge price." Lu Buwei said in a low voice.
"No matter how high the price is, as long as Zhao can retreat, it will be worth it." Qin Wangzhu sighed deeply. As soon as he ascended the throne, Zhao's troops came to the city. In addition to suing for peace, what else could he do?
any solution?
"I'm afraid that Zhao Guo is unwilling to retreat, or that Qin cannot afford the price Zhao Guo demands." Lu Buwei thought in his mind that he could feel Zhao Kuo's determination to defeat Qin, but he did not say it out loud, not allowing Qin to
If you try it in China, they won't believe it.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "May I ask your Majesty, should Qin negotiate peace with Zhao, or with Zhao, Wei, Han, and Qi?" Wang Ji took a step forward, leaned over and said.
"Is there any difference?" Qin Wangzhu asked.
"If you only negotiate peace with Zhao, the price you pay will be less, but Han, Wei, and Qi will not necessarily withdraw their troops. If you negotiate peace with Zhao, Wei, Han, and Qi, the price you will pay will be higher, but all four countries will withdraw their troops." Wang Ji said.
"Of course we are negotiating peace with the State of Zhao. What qualifications do Han, Wei, and Qi have to negotiate with the State of Qin? If there is no State of Zhao, the three countries together will not be our opponents to the State of Qin. Besides, as long as the State of Zhao retreats, the three kingdoms will remain.
What's the point?" Qin Wangzhu said in a deep voice.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty is wise, as a result, there will inevitably be gaps in the relationship between Han, Wei, Qi, and Zhao." Fan Ju leaned over and said.
"Your Majesty, I have something to say." At this time, a minister stood up.
"Please tell me the internal history." Qin Wangzhu said.
"I have received news that General Zheng Anping surrendered to the Zhao army." said the internal historian.
When Fan Ju heard this, his face instantly turned pale. Zheng Anping had been kind to him and became a general on his recommendation. If Zheng Anping surrendered, he, as the leader, would inevitably be implicated.
"I know someone who is unknown, and I ask the king to punish me." Fan Ju leaned over and said.
"It was impossible for our army to win at that time. It was normal for Zheng Anping to surrender. It is impossible for me to ask everyone to fight to the death for Qin. Besides, it was not the Prime Minister who surrendered. What crime did the Prime Minister have?" Qin Wangzhu said seriously.
He had just ascended the throne, and the domestic situation was in turmoil. Zhao soldiers from abroad were pressing down on the border, so he had to rely on Fan Ju to help him stabilize the situation. Not to mention that this incident was not to blame Fan Ju. Even if it was really Fan Ju's fault, he could only calm down and try again later.