69novels Chapter 462
Chapter 462
Ying Zheng panicked and decided to mobilize all the soldiers and horses to protect Xianyang City, anyway, Wang Mang was in Zhucheng, which was far away from Xianyang, and he had enough time to transfer the soldiers and horses back.
However, even so, Ying Zheng still felt that he couldn't compete with Wang Mang's Eight Legions, so he still made up his mind to use the talisman to fight Wang Mang desperately, so as to force Wang Mang back!
Of course, he also had a trace of fantasy in his heart, hoping that the Great Yuan Dynasty, which was allied with him, would send troops to rescue him at this moment.
To this end, he also sent Zhang Yi to Dayuan, preparing to persuade the son of Genghis Khan, who remained in Dayuan.
Why didn't you just go to Genghis Khan and talk about it?
Of course, it was because Yingzheng knew that Genghis Khan, the old fox, could not send troops at this time, and the other party wished that he and Wang Mang would be defeated.
However, just two days after Zhang Yi left Xianyang, Yingzheng received another piece of bad news.
On this day, Ying Zheng was practicing martial arts outside the hall, and Lu Buwei hurriedly ran in from the gate, with a look of anxiety on his face.
"Your Majesty, something is wrong!" Lu Buwei came in with a panicked face, which made Ying Zheng, who was originally practicing, frown, and put down the sword in his hand.
took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead, Ying Zheng looked at Lu Buwei with a cold face and said coldly: "Is there anything worse than my Great Qin's loss of 800,000 soldiers and horses?" "
Wang Mang wiped out so many soldiers and horses, even Yingzheng was completely broken, and he has not been in a very good mood these days, so he lost his temper.
Even in the past few days, many eunuchs and maids in the Great Qin Palace have been subjected to unjustified disasters, and they have been severely punished by Yingzheng for losing his temper.
Now that Lu Buwei has disturbed his sword practice, of course he will not give Lu Buwei a good look.
But when Lu Buwei heard this, he did not show dissatisfaction, but gave a salute with a bitter face: "Your Majesty, the spies of our army have sent news that the Great Yuan Dynasty's attack on the Great Song Dynasty is not going well!"
They were beaten and retreated by Huo Quai, Yue Fei, Ran Min, Han Xin and others, not to mention occupying the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, they had even been beaten out of the territory of the Great Song Dynasty.
Not only that, Han Xin, Yue Fei and others even sent troops to reach the territory of the Great Yuan, and at this moment Genghis Khan has changed from attack to defense, and the battle situation is very unfavorable to them!
At this moment, let alone let them send troops to help us, whether they themselves can withstand the attack of Dahua soldiers and horses is uncertain.
As soon as these words came out, Ying Zheng's face changed greatly: "How can this be, Dayuan's iron cavalry can't be inferior to my iron cavalry, how can they not be the opponents of Dahua's soldiers and horses, what happened?" "
Ying Zheng didn't expect the Great Yuan Dynasty to lose as well, which was very different from his previous assumptions, and it was completely contrary to his previous thoughts.
Originally, he thought that Wang Mang would focus on his side, and that Genghis Khan's side should go well, and it was logical for him to let the other party send troops to help him at this time.
Unexpectedly, Genghis Khan would not be able to protect himself at this time, where would he send troops to save him.
"Alas, Your Majesty, this matter was all designed by Han Xin and Yue Fei!" Lü Buwei smiled bitterly: "These two people won several battles respectively, and finally designed Genghis Khan and Wang Baobao to converge, but they ambushed each other when the other party converged.
The Great Yuan Dynasty was taken by surprise, and in that battle the Great Yuan lost 200,000 soldiers and horses, and only 200,000 fled back to the Great Yuan.
After this battle, Han Xin and Yue Fei completely defeated the Great Yuan and took the opportunity to lead the army to capture the Great Yuan Dynasty, and the two sides were in a fierce confrontation at this moment. With
that, he handed over the information in his hand.
Ying Zheng took the information with a gloomy face, took a quick look, and his face collapsed suddenly.
"I really didn't expect that Han Xin and Yue Fei would be so powerful!" Ying Zheng snorted coldly: "Why is this Wang Mang so good to get these two people!" As
soon as he thought that Han Xin and Yue Fei were both top commanders, Ying Zheng's heart was unconvinced.
But if you don't accept it, there is no way, the matter is already in front of you, and the Great Yuan Dynasty is too busy to take care of itself, and it is impossible to send troops to save him.
"Forget it, send someone to chase Zhang Yi back, let Zhang Yi go to Dayuan at this moment, in case Genghis Khan beheads him in a fit of rage, then my Daqin will lose another talent!"
Although he was unwilling, Ying Zheng did not lose his mind, and letting Zhang Yi go over to ask for help at this time was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.
Lu Buwei breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and immediately bowed his hand: "Weichen will send someone to deal with this matter!"
After saying that, Lü Buwei hurriedly left the palace and sent someone to recover Zhang Yi.
And at this moment, a round of sun suddenly rose in the sky, and when the dazzling light shrouded the earth, a golden light also appeared at the same time!
"Oh? It's time to distribute the gold list again? Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows, his heart moved, and he looked up at the air.
He and Wang Mang are about to have a decisive battle, and there are not many means left, if he can get more talismans at this time, he will have bargaining chips with Wang Mang!
This time, he hoped that his Great Qin could occupy a few more places.
And Wang Mang on the other side was practicing martial arts with Mulan, Princess Longji, Deng Chanyu, Princess Tulu and others in the courtyard at the moment, and when he saw the golden light appear, Wang Mang put down the hand that was making trouble on the waist of Princess Tulu.
"Oh? The gold list has appeared, see what the list will be this time! Wang Mang's words made the women stop moving.
The princess of the slaughtering furnace, who has a lively personality, laughed even more: "No matter what the list is, Your Majesty's Dahua will definitely occupy many places!"
As soon as the words fell, the voice of the air avenue appeared: "This time the top ten romantic talents are released!"
Wang Mang's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and he laughed: "It's actually this list, then my Dahua will definitely occupy many places!" He
didn't dare to say anything about other lists, but he occupied the four major dynasties at the moment, and he would definitely occupy many places on this list of merry talents.
After finishing the words, the gold list in the air also contributed to a list, and the above ranking emerged:
"The tenth place on the list of top ten romantic talents - Yuan Zhi (Tang Dynasty)!"
"Reward: Tempest Charm!"
Write the most sultry poems and be the most scummy person!
Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan is not a cloud", this ancient sentence is estimated to be known to everyone. But where did this sentence come about?
Yuan Zhi fell in love with his cousin when he was young, and he promised to marry his cousin for life. Then he turned his head and married Wei Cong, the daughter of Wei Xiaqing, and abandoned the beginning and end of the eight classics.
That's it, marry someone else as a wife, and live a good life, but I want to flirt with my first love, and after being rejected, I wrote "The Legend of Yingying".
Wei Cong was not feeling well, but Yuan Zhi did not invite a doctor, and still went out to play with fox friends and dogs, as a result, Wei Cong was seriously ill and could not be treated in time, and died soon after. Yuan Zhen was grief-stricken when he learned about it, and wrote the eternal swan song mourning poem.