Zhao Kuo did not expect to destroy Qin with the less than 70,000 soldiers he controlled.

The Qin State now has Bashu, Guanzhong, Shangjun, Yiqu, Qianzhong, Longxi, Nanjun, Nanyangjun and other places. There are at least 300 cities and towns in these places.

If 70,000 troops were dispersed among these 300 cities and garrisoned, then each city would be divided into 233 Zhao troops.

Even if anyone without any military knowledge knows, this number is far from enough.

When Zhao Kuo thought of this, he suddenly felt a little angry.

If Lian Po had not had those three defeats, Zhao Kuo would now have at least 300,000 troops in Zhao State.

In that case, Zhao Kuo might really be able to try to destroy Qin.

It's a pity that there is no if.

Zhao Kuo dissipated many thoughts in his heart and issued a new order calmly: "If you pass the order, the entire army will closely tie up with Meng Ao's troops. The distance between us and them must be controlled at any time in one day, and it cannot exceed two days at most!"

Meng Ao knew that Zhao Kuo was chasing behind his back, but Meng Ao had no time to care about it at this moment.

At this moment, Meng Ao had just joined forces with the 30,000 troops who had withdrawn before, which made Meng Ao's hands reach as many as 130,000 again.

"We must kill Li Mu first."

Meng Ao calmly said to Wang Jian in front of him.

Wu Xinjun Zhao Kuo was just a villain who had just stepped into the Qin country's sect. Li Mu was the real villain who had been rampant in Qin for a long time and caused the displacement of hundreds of thousands of Qin military and civilians! Wang Jian nodded in agreement: "How do we kill him?"

Meng Ao's expression became more and more calm, and he pointed a little at the several cities on the map: "In these three cities, plus Xianyang City, I will send 20,000 troops to each of them.

Maybe it's not enough to defeat Li Mu, but I think it's enough to delay Li Mu for a while."

Wang Jian looked at the map carefully and could see that the cities that Meng Ao pointed to were forming a circle of encirclement together with Xianyang City.

Wang Jian said: "As long as it can delay the day, the defenders of a city will arrive recently.

If it could delay for three days and 80,000 troops gathered, Li Mu would undoubtedly die!"

Meng Ao nodded and said, "You will be responsible for this battle."

Wang Jian was shocked and said, "How did this make it?"

Meng Ao looked at Wang Jian and said calmly: "Of course.

Wu Xinjun Zhao Kuo is what I have seen in my life, and it is even likely that he is the strongest famous general born in China for thousands of years.

His strength is not only due to his endless strategies, but also his understanding of the enemy. My way of thinking, like me, who was defeated by Wu Xinjun, has long been controlled by him.

So, I have to hand over this task to you."

Wang Jian understood.

Wang Jian was very young, and had no fame, nor had the experience of leading a large army independently to fight.

Therefore, no matter how magical Wu Xinjun Zhao Kuo is, he cannot understand Wang Jian's combat method.

This is an adventure that has suppressed the safety of Guanzhong in the entire Qin State, and it is Meng Ao's trust in Wang Jian! Wang Jian took a deep breath and said, "Then general, you..." Meng Ao said, "Of course I am leading the remaining troops here to stop Wu Xinjun Zhao Kuo's advance westward steps."

Wang Jian's expression became more and more serious.

This task sounds easy, but in fact it is far more dangerous than Wang Jian's task.

Because Meng Ao was going to block the terrifying Wu Xinjun Zhao Kuo! Meng Ao smiled and patted Wang Jian on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry."

I may not be able to defeat Wu Xinjun head-on, but I will definitely not be defeated by Wu Xinjun so soon.

As long as you can destroy Li Mu before I lose, I will naturally survive.

OK, let me tell you what you plan to do.”

Wang Jian knew that Meng Ao was right, and he had to find a way to annihilate Li Mu. All other emotions and methods were meaningless.

Wang Jian forced himself to devote himself to thinking.

After a long time, Wang Jian spoke: "I should be putting the main force in this place."

Meng Ao looked at the part where Wang Jian's fingers fell, and his face suddenly showed a look of shock: "Xianyang?"

Wang Jian nodded: "Xianyang."

Meng Ao said in a trembling voice: "Why did Li Mu go to Xianyang?"

Wang Jian scratched his head and said, "Actually, I don't know why, but I have a intuition that everything Li Mu did before was actually a mystery.

He burned the city and expelled the people just to attract our attention. Since he had done so much, he would have a very deep goal.

Li Mu led cavalry, and cavalry usually can only carry food for about three days with him, so the target Li Mu wanted to attack must be within three days of his journey.

Looking at the entire Guanzhong, there is only one more important city than Jingyang, which has been burned by Li Mu, and that is Xianyang."

Meng Ao's body began to tremble.

It was not because Wang Jian was talking nonsense that made him angry, but because Meng Ao felt that what Wang Jian said was really reasonable.

Meng Ao said in a trembling voice: "Li Mu only has 10,000 cavalry under his command. Why should he conquer Xianyang?"

Wang Jian said: "The 30,000 garrison troops led by Wei Liao have failed, and there is no military force in Xianyang City that can resist Li Mu."

Meng Ao suddenly became angry and shouted: "But he is a cavalry. There are at least thousands of defenders and hundreds of thousands of people in Xianyang City. It is impossible for him to enter the gate of Xianyang!"

Wang Jian scratched his head again and said, "But this is the only reasonable guess.

With Wu Xinjun's methods, it is likely that there may be any arrangements in Xianyang City.

Meng Ao took two steps back and sat on the ground with a bang.

This incident sounds like a fantasy, a miracle that is impossible to achieve at all.

But Meng Ao knew that the Wu Xinjun he was facing had always been the creator of miracles.

At this moment, Meng Ao's curtain door was roughly lifted, and a Qin general appeared with a look of no expression.

"General, the news I just received was that Xianyang was captured, and the king... was captured by Li Mu!"

This sentence was like a sharp knife, piercing into Meng Ao's body.

"No!!!"

Meng Ao screamed, filled with incomparable anger, regret and disbelief.

Wang Jian also had his eyes wide open, and he couldn't believe all this.

Although Wang Jian put forward this conjecture, Wang Jian himself did not expect that Li Mu would do it, and he really did it.

The most important thing is that it did before Wang Jian started to fight back! Wang Jian gasped and looked at Meng Ao with a hint of gaze: "General, what should we do now?"

Since Xianyang has been broken, the previous plan will naturally be invalidated.

Meng Ao did not speak because his body was still trembling.

At this moment, Meng Ao suddenly realized the mentality of his former colleague and superior Wang He outside Pingqiu City, Wei State.

It was a mentality that was completely powerless when I watched the darkness shrouded in.

First it was Wang Yu, but now it was Meng Ao's turn!
Chapter completed!