Qi army camp.

The Qi army commander Kuang Liang was just about to go to bed when a sudden sound came, and then a confidant's voice came quickly: "Master, Wu Xinjun of Zhao State sent an envoy!"

Kuang Liang was shocked and almost immediately turned over and sat up: "Zhao Kuo's messenger?

Bring it in!"

After a while, Xu Li stomped into the tent and said seriously to Kuang Liang: "Sima, my master ordered me to send a letter of war."

"Battle Book?"

Kuang Liang was stunned at first, but then he felt relieved and said lightly: "Take me and take a look."

There is no unnecessary content in this book of war written by Zhao Kuo. It simply agreed on a time - a decisive battle in five days! Kuang Liang put down the book of war and showed a sarcastic expression on his face: "I wonder how many more troops Wu Xinjun can summon in five days?"

Xu Li looked at Kuang Liang and said proudly: "My husband said that at that time, not many 100,000 soldiers and horses can still defeat you, a group of mobs! My husband also said that especially for you, Kuang Liang, there is no need to use even one soldier or one soldier!"

Kuang Liang looked at Xu Li in surprise, and after a moment, he couldn't help laughing: "Very good, very good."

It is said that Wu Xinjun has the style of the ancients, but now it seems to be true."

Kuang Liang took a pen and wrote a big word "ke" on the Zhan Shu, then threw the Zhan Shu in front of Xu Li, and said coldly: "Then please go back and tell Wu Xinjun that the decisive battle will be held on time in five days!"

Of course, Kuang Liang would agree to Zhao Kuo's request, because waiting for several days to observe the situation before the decisive battle was originally a strategy of the coalition forces.

Looking at Xu Li's strode away, Kuang Liang took a deep breath, without any fear in his heart, only excitement and excitement.

As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Wu Xinjun Zhao Kuo is the most well-deserved general in the world, and he is also the target of all the generals in the world who are eager to surpass and defeat.

Now such an opportunity is in front of Kuang Liang, how can he not be excited?

Forty-hundred-thousand to one hundred thousand, Kuang Liang could not imagine a better opportunity than this.

Several confidants in Kuang Liang's side also thought the same way. One of the confidants asked excitedly: "General, should you convene generals from other countries to discuss matters immediately?"

Kuang Liang hesitated for a moment and said with a smile: "It's too late tonight, so let's wait until tomorrow."

Zhao Army Camp.

Zhao Kuo sat in the tent and was carrying a pen to write a letter to his wife.

"…Qian'er is the eldest son. In the future, he will definitely take on the responsibility of leading the family. But he is still a child after all. Sometimes he should not give him too much expectations and responsibilities. It would be bad if he was too stressed.

Meng'er is the second son, the one who should be taken care of more, but you should not be too doting about Meng'er. When I went back a while ago, I found Meng'er using crying as a means to threaten adults, and should find a way to turn it around. But for my husband, I think it's not good to be too rough. It's better to be psychologically..." After a letter from home, Zhao Kuo looked at the letter in front of me and suddenly laughed: "It was originally written for my wife, but as I wrote it, it turned into a heart sutra for parenting..." Li Mu's voice suddenly rang out of the tent: "You are waiting, someone is asking for a look. It's a person in Lingqiu City!"

Zhao Kuo put down the pen in his hand and smiled and said, "Come in."

Although Zhao Kuo did not rescue Lingqiu City, Lingqiu City was surrounded on three sides after all, and it was possible to do as long as people with water flow down the Yellow River and leave the encirclement.

However, when he saw the person coming, Zhao Kuo was surprised.

A general of Zhao, who was in his early forties, saluted Zhao Kuo: "Lian Jing has met Wu Xinjun."

Lian Jing had wounds on his body and face, and he looked extremely embarrassed, as if he had just crawled out of a mud pit.

Looking at Lian Jing, Zhao Kuo's face gradually became serious: "Is the situation in Lingqiu City very bad?"

The fact that the situation is already quite urgent is being sent to report the news.

Lian Jing said anxiously: "Wu Xinjun, given the current situation in Lingqiu City, it is probably difficult for even seven days to support it."

Zhao Kuo was relieved when he heard this: "Seven days?

That's fine."

Lian Jing looked at Zhao Kuo in surprise, wondering why Zhao Kuo said that.

Zhao Kuo calmed down and said with a smile: "Let's do this, General Lian, you have a good rest. I will send someone to Lingqiu City to send a message..." Lian Jing interrupted Zhao Kuo impatiently: "Wu Xinjun, I can go back to Lingqiu City!"

This is a good son.

Lian Jing looked tragic: "If my father and I fight against Death Lingqiu, I would like to ask Wu Xinjun to go back and tell my mother, and we say that there is no timid and afraid of death among our Lian disciples!"

Zhao Kuo: "?

?

?”

Watching Lian Jing walk out, Zhao Kuo shouted him with a smile and cry: "General Lian Jing, do you have any misunderstandings?

Let’s do this, go back and tell General Lian Po that in five days, this marquis will fight the coalition forces to the decisive battle, so that he can remember to see the opportunity to cooperate with me inside and outside!"

...It was late at night, but Lian Po in Lingqiu City was still a little uneasy, worried about the fate of his son Lian Jing and the tens of thousands of Zhao soldiers in the entire Lingqiu City.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no news. In order to have enough energy to deal with the war the next day, Lian Po forced himself to fall asleep.

Suddenly a voice woke Lian Po up: "General, General Lian Jing is back!"

Lian Po jumped up from the couch and happened to see Lian Jing who was walking in quickly. He felt relieved and smiled.

It was already dawn and the sky was about to brighten.

"How is it going, how can Wu Xinjun reply?"

Lian Po asked a question very anxiously.

Lian Jing's face was a little complicated. After a while, he said: "Father, Wu Xinjun said that he would fight the coalition forces outside the city in five days, so that you can act according to the opportunity and cooperate with him to attack inside and outside."

"What?"

Lian Po was stunned. After a while, he couldn't help but say angrily: "How many soldiers can he mobilize in five days?

There are a total of 400,000 coalition forces outside the city!"

Lian Jing was speechless, and there was silence in the commander's tent.

After a while, Lian Po sighed and said slowly: "Forget it, the left and right are also defeated generals. Being able to die in battle for the Great Zhao can fulfill my dream when I joined the army."

Lian Jing hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Father, I think Wu Xinjun is still very sure. Maybe there will be a turning point in five days."

Lian Po raised his eyebrows and subconsciously wanted to start scolding him.

One hundred thousand to four hundred thousand, what turn can there be under the absolute crushing of this quantity?
Chapter completed!