As soon as King Zhao and the prince were born, they were destined to be in heaven and earth.
One is the legitimate son of the middle palace, and behind him is his grandfather, a general who holds military power; the other is just an ordinary palace concubine, and his grandfather is just a minor official. What can King Zhao use to compete with the prince?
One mother is a dignified, intelligent and talented woman with lofty vision; the other mother is just a woman from a small family who only knows how to fight for favor. How can King Zhao compare with the prince?
One was taught by a famous teacher since he was a child, and received an imperial education; the other did not like reading when he was a child, and learned to be clever and courteous. What did King Zhao use to fight against the prince?
Although King Zhao was involved in the death of the prince, his contribution was only sporadic and completely negligible. It was a joke for King Zhao to focus on competing with the prince, but...
Everyone can understand the problem, but King Zhao cannot understand it. He wants to prove that he is better than the prince and more suitable to be the master of this country than the prince. Now that he is defeated by the prince's son, how can King Zhao be willing to accept it?
Looking at Qin Jiyan right in front of him, King Zhao was completely paralyzed. He snatched the knife from the soldier's hand and rushed towards Qin Jiyan, "Qin Jiyan, you should have gone to accompany your short-lived parents!"
The knife in King Zhao's hand struck Qin Jiyan like a bolt of lightning. It was so fast and powerful that people couldn't help but be frightened.
There were all knowledgeable people present, and they knew very well that King Zhao must have used all his strength to strike with the sword. If the sword hit, Qin Jiyan would be split in half immediately.
"Your Highness, be careful!" The people next to Qin Jiyan were frightened by King Zhao's murderous intent and were so frightened that they warned him.
However, their worries were completely unnecessary. No matter how fast King Zhao was, he could not be faster than Qin Jiyan. The moment King Zhao swung his sword down, Qin Jiyan blocked it with his sword.
"Chi..." The swords met, and a series of sparks flashed. King Zhao's hand holding the sword oozed blood again, and his whole arm was sore and numb. However, Qin Jiyan did not give him a chance to breathe. After blocking the sword, the hand in his hand
The sword stabbed with the backhand. No matter how fast King Zhao dodges, the sword still stabs King Zhao's right shoulder. "My sword is a killing sword. It is never a flashy decoration."
The sword was drawn out, blood spattered everywhere, and King Zhao became unstable and fell from his horse.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Something happened to King Zhao, and the northwest army panicked. Although it was only for a short moment, it was enough for Qin Jiyan and the others.
I will take advantage of your illness to kill you. This moment of chaos was enough for the Qin soldiers to open up the situation. As the commander, Qin Jiyan, after taking action to defeat King Zhao and establishing his prestige, he stopped taking action and retreated.
Go to the rear and take charge of the overall situation.
The one who fights and charges is the fierce general. He is the commander-in-chief of the entire army and his job is to strategize. He only needs to let his own people see his strength.
"Your Highness is very skilled in martial arts, and I admire him a lot." Qin Jiyan kept a low profile in the capital. It was also the first time for Prince Pingxi to see Qin Jiyan, and he did not hide his strength.
Ten moves!
King Zhao, who was known as brave in the Qin Dynasty, could only sustain ten moves in Qin Jiyan's hands.
"The Prince of Pingxi praised him." Qin Jiyan nodded lightly, but was not happy about Prince Pingxi's praise.
King Zhao was injured and was evacuated under the protection of his own soldiers. His two sons became the main targets of the Qin soldiers. The people arranged by Qin Yunchu came in handy at this time.
On the battlefield, life is in danger at any time. Every soldier will pay attention to the enemy in front. There are really not many people who will pay attention to their own people, so...
When the people arranged by Qin Yunchu quietly approached the two sons of King Zhao, the two people who were caught in the melee did not notice at all, and by the time they found out, it was already too late!
With a neighing sound, the second son of King Zhao, who was sitting on a horse and fighting against the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty, fell from the horse with a "bang".
"No, the second young master fell from his horse." The soldiers nearby were shocked and rushed forward to save him, but no matter how fast they were, they couldn't move faster than the flying horse's hooves.
"Ah...my legs." The second young master screamed and fainted on the battlefield. The soldier who dragged him up saw his bloody right foot that had been trampled by a horse's hoof.
Although the people present did not understand medicine, they also knew that the second young master's leg was disabled, and no matter how skilled the doctor was, he could not heal it.
The matter of the Second Young Master's crippled leg immediately attracted the attention of the Third Young Master of King Zhao. The young man who had been charging forward immediately retreated in alarm. Qin Yunchu arranged for someone to sneak up on him and was waiting for an opportunity to kill the Third Young Master's arm in one fell swoop.
When he cut it down, he saw that the Third Young Master was on guard and stopped immediately.
After Qin Jiyan retreated, he kept paying attention to the movements on the battlefield. Seeing the reaction of the third son of King Zhao, Qin Jiyan smiled and said, "Yun Chu, for the sake of you and my brother, I will help you again."
You once."
Qin Jiyan raised his right hand and said to the people behind him: "Come here, bring a bow and arrows!"
Hearing this, Prince Pingxi immediately knew what Qin Jiyan was going to do. He couldn't help but vomit in his heart: Your Highness, you and Prince Chu are brothers, and you and Prince Zhao are also brothers. Don't you really feel blushing when you say that?
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"Yes." A black bow and arrow was immediately handed to Qin Jiyan's hand. Qin Jiyan tested his strength, opened the bow and set the arrow.
With a sound of "Hey...", the sharp arrow flew out, and did not accidentally hit the third son of King Zhao. However, Qin Yunchu's men had already retreated, and there was no chance to make a finishing blow.
On the battlefield, swords and arrows are short-sighted, and no one can guarantee whether something will happen to him or her in the next second. Therefore, when the third son of King Zhao was shot by a powerful arrow, others only thought that he was
It was so unlucky that I didn't think deeply about it.
The Third Young Master, King Zhao, has thought too much, but now it is useless no matter how much he thinks...
Less than half an hour after the battle started, King Zhao conveniently killed three important figures. The morale of the army was in chaos for a while. Although the army was not completely defeated, the army did lose its fighting spirit.
After successfully disrupting King Zhao's army, Qin Jiyan once again set his sights on Xihu. Although General Cheng's brain was not very good, his martial arts was indeed good. He had fought Feng Yao for hundreds of moves without showing any signs of defeat.
He had a fierce fight with Feng Yao.
However, Xihu's army did not have Feng Yao's ability. Facing the artillery fire of Daqin soldiers, although Xihu's army did not retreat steadily, it was really defeated and was suppressed by Daqin's soldiers and had no choice but to fight back.
There is no initiative at all.
The situation on the battlefield is clear. As long as there are no major problems in this battle, Da Qin will win, and driving Xihu out of the city will not be a problem.
Thinking of the upcoming victory, King Pingxi felt excited and wished he could rush to the front line.
However, everyone who was excited on the battlefield did not know that just when their victory was in sight, the order from the capital to summon Qin Jiyan and Prince Pingxi back to the capital was less than a hundred miles away from the battlefield...
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