The wind at the border seemed to carry a fishy smell, a bit blood-red. Lü Buwei had crossed the border between Qin and Wei more than once. At that time, he was doing business in various countries and had a good understanding of the roads here.
A change in status inevitably brings about a change in perspective. At least when Lü Buwei looked at this land again, he no longer thought about how to safely transport goods there, but how to enter it with the least effort.
The Wei army had reached the border of Zhao and was confronting the armies of Meng, Wu and Wang Jian. However, what Lu Buwei was facing was a Wei State with no famous generals stationed there.
Calculating the date again, Meng Ao and Wang He should have already reached the Eastern Zhou and Han kingdoms, and would begin their siege and expansion in about three days. Coincidentally, Lü Buwei would also dispatch his troops three days later.
For this war, he has only one way to choose: winning.
His words "rare goods are valuable" had already made Ying Zichu somewhat dissatisfied with him. If it weren't for the fact that there was no one else available in Qin State, Lu Buwei would not have been kept until now, and even could not have led the troops to war.
Although there was also a reason for showmanship. After all, Lu Buwei had been helping Ying Zichu when he was in trouble. No matter what the reason was or what the purpose was, at least, at least now Ying Zichu would not settle accounts with him.
However, Lu Buwei was not an ordinary person, nor would he be content with mediocrity, otherwise he would not have run around for Ying Zichu for several years.
The wind seemed to have grown stronger, bringing with it some dust and sand. Lü Buwei seemed to be blinded, so he rubbed his eyes and returned to the camp.
He already had a plan in mind. Although it was impossible to fight a war to destroy the country, he would gladly accept the credit for capturing several cities!
Unlike the relaxed Qin, Zhao and Wei seemed to be very cautious. After all, Qin was in the dark while they were in the light. Qin could change its mind and layout at any time, but they could not. They had to follow Qin's path.
Therefore, Lord Xinling stationed his troops around Yewang. Since Changping was occupied by Qin, this city has been used as a buffer zone in the war between Qin and Zhao, so it looks particularly desolate.
Lian Po, with his hundred thousand men, was stationed in Jinyang. Because he had worked with Xinling Jun before, Lian Po seemed more willing to trust him than Le Cheng.
"Your Majesty, do you have a plan?" Le Cheng was originally a rebel general from the State of Yan. His time in Zhao was flourishing just as Lord Xinling returned to power. Therefore, although he knew of Lord Xinling's name, he didn't worship him too much. At most, he might offer a few compliments to him for his own future.
"You're too polite, Lord Wuxiang." Lord Xinling's eyes never left the feng shui map, as if he were pondering Qin's attack route. "I once heard that Wang He was defeated by Lord Wuxiang. Is that true?"
Le Cheng raised his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, and replied calmly, "It is true. But it was a trick at the time, so it doesn't count."
"No problem. It's all good that this happened." Xinling Jun pointed at the feng shui map and said to Le Cheng, "Jun Wuxiang, please look at this place. This is the only way the Qin army will pass through to invade Zhao. Unless Qin borrows land from Han, it must pass through this route. My point is, if Jun Wuxiang leads his troops to ambush here, he can catch the Qin army off guard."
It was the center of the triangle formed by the three cities of Changping, Yewang and Shangdang. If Le Cheng remembered correctly, there seemed to be an abandoned official road there, which was abandoned because it had to cross mountains and ridges.
"What does your Majesty mean?" Although Le Cheng had a guess in his mind, he couldn't say it directly. Although he didn't need to please Lord Xinling, it would be good for him to give him some face.
"Lord Wuxiang understands, so I won't say any more." Lord Xinling saw through Le Cheng's thoughts and said with a smile, "Lord Wuxiang should understand, given the intentions of Wang He and Meng Ao, what are the chances of attacking Zhao from here?"
"Your Majesty is indeed very thoughtful. I am ashamed to be inferior to you. Since Your Majesty has said so, I will lead my men ahead and make some preparations early." Le Cheng clasped his fists as a greeting, then excused himself and left.
Xinling Jun looked at Le Cheng's back, then looked at the feng shui map in front of him. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't seem to tell what was wrong.
He just had a sudden feeling, a feeling that Qin would not attack Zhao. This feeling seemed to have been echoing in his heart since he left Wei.
The candlelight was still burning, and the camp gradually became darker. Xinling Jun shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
Even if they were trying to lure the tiger out of the mountain, he would have no choice but to be dragged out obediently. This was a gamble. If they won, the prestige Qin had built up during the reign of King Zhaoxiang of Qin would be halved, and its chances of hegemony would be gone. If they lost, the vitality the six states had finally recovered after the Battle of Changping would be completely depleted, and they would no longer be able to stop Qin's hegemony.
"I can't lose this time. It's impossible for me to lose!" Xinling Jun looked at the feng shui map in front of him, clenched his hands into fists, and smashed them hard on the map.
The snow in Xianyang seemed to have melted away, and the weather gradually became warmer. However, Ying Zichu's mood did not become lighter with the arrival of spring, but became heavier instead.
Spring is coming, which means war is coming. This war will determine the future of the Qin State and whether he will become a sinner in Qin history.
Fortunately, there is good news, just like the envoy from the Eastern Zhou Kingdom came today, bringing with him a letter of surrender.
However, it had come, and the fight had to be fought. As for how to fight and what to fight, that was also Wang He's concern.
Yesterday, the geomancy map of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty was sent to Wang He via an express route of 800 miles. Calculating the time, it should have arrived today.
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