Qin Shiming Moon Dominates the World

Mountain post.

There was no one in the empty room, and there was still a slight residual temperature in the stove on the table. Obviously, the person had just left.

The Chinese doctor Ling Qi stood in the room, frowning, and got the news that only the snares he had arranged in advance had been removed.

Ling Qi had already patted his chest in front of Lai Xiao and assured him that now, not only did he not catch Zhao Shuang, but what was even more troublesome was that once he was allowed to get out and gather soldiers, it would be quite troublesome.

"Hurry up and send spies to search the surrounding roads, and you must find Zhao Shuang and his 100 guards."

Ling Qi gave an order, but heard the sound of a horn from a distance.

"what happened?"

The soldiers rushed in and reported the enemy situation in the rear.

"Doctor, Han Yangjun's escorts attacked the heavy soldiers behind us and burned all the food and grass."

"what?"

Ling Qi couldn't believe it, until he walked out of the house and saw the black smoke rising in the distance, did he realize that it really happened.He grabbed the soldier who sent the order and asked.

"I have deployed two hundred heavy soldiers there, and I have chariots and crossbowmen guarding them. How can this be?"

"Our soldiers are not their opponents at all. They fired arrows two hundred paces away. The crossbowmen had no time to deal with them, so they were shot one by one. After they rushed in from the mountain road, they left after setting off the fire. Can't catch up."

In order to increase the marching speed as soon as possible, Ling Qi made his soldiers light and simple, and only brought the necessary equipment and half-day rations. The rest of the materials were all escorted by heavy soldiers from behind.

These supplies are now destroyed, and the nearest supply point will take a day to arrive.

Make soldiers hungry, but they will blow up camp.

"Search it, is there any extra grain in this post?"

Generally speaking, a lot of materials will be stored in these large-scale post stations to meet the needs of communication.After Ling Qi's men brought the news that the warehouse was full of grain, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Zhao Shuang has only a hundred guards around him, and he has no time to destroy or transfer the grain and grass in this post.

With these grains, Ling Qi's breath became thicker.

"Use this as a base to search for Zhao Shuang's tracks. He doesn't have many horses and can't go far."

"promise!"

........................

Blood dripped from the blade, and the road was full of corpses of snare assassins.

After running wildly for a few hours, the Chollima sitting down by Lord Changping couldn't stand it.Just before reaching the fiefdom, a group of snare assassins rushed out.

Looking at the Maxima lying in a pool of blood, Chang Pingjun slowly squatted down, letting the horse that had followed him for a long time staring at him.

"My lord, we are only a few miles away from the fief, but the horses have been destroyed by the snare of assassins, what should we do?"

Standing in front of him was an old slave who had followed Lord Changping for many years. He was a native of Chu. He followed the prince of Chu to Qin from Chu, and then stayed with Lord Changping.

Jun Changping's hair was a bit messy and stained with blood.Galloping between life and death, Mr. Changping finally felt a sense of oppression. This is a completely different feeling from intrigue in the court. As long as he relaxes gently, he will lose his life.

"It's really not a simple thing to fight against the net."

Mr. Changping was like an ordinary farmer, sitting on a rock without paying attention to etiquette.

"You don't need to be discouraged, your lord, the signal has already been sent out, and reinforcements must come soon.

The old slave encouraged him, but he heard Mr. Changping smile.

"I'm afraid the reinforcements won't come."

"What do you mean?"

"Because this monarch has already secretly ordered several generals under his command to rush to the Qi Nian Palace with reinforcements."

The old slave's complexion changed, a little confused.

"In that case, why did the Lord rush back here?"

"There are several roads from the Qi Nian Palace to the fief of the monarch. Before leaving, even the guards around the monarch don't know which way I will go. Why can the net arrange so many forces to stop here?"

"What do you mean?"

"There is a trapped traitor around this lord."

As soon as Mr. Changping said this, the old slave's complexion became a little gloomy, and his voice was lowered a bit.

"Then the Lord knows who the traitor is?"

"My lord remember I only told you about this!"

Chang Pingjun smiled, the old slave slowed down, and his rickety figure immediately stood up straight, and drew a dagger from his waist.

"A few months ago, Ben Jun discovered that the old slave who was following me was a little abnormal. Although he was able to complete the tasks that I had given me very well, there were some errors in some details after all. You are a good assassin, but unfortunately, It can be so."

"Since the Lord already knows that I am a snare, why should I let me stay by my side?"

"No, how can the net think that he knows what I'm doing, so he can be relieved; otherwise, how can I avenge the old servant who has followed me for many years!"

"The Lord is afraid that he won't be able to avenge him!"

The assassin of the Nets wielded a dagger and rushed up. At this time, no one around Changping Jun was closer to him than the assassin.

But Lord Changping didn't move at all, and the assassin stayed on the way to the charge for some reason, unable to move.

The Zhu family wiped their sweat and walked out from the side with a blue mask of sadness on his face.

"My lord, it was really dangerous just now."

"With you, the net won't hurt me."

Mr. Changping’s words changed the Zhu’s mask from blue to red.

"It's really shameful for the Lord to say that. The brothers of the farmer have already arrived, and Xia Kui is personally guarding Chang Wenjun, so you can rest assured.

Jun Changping nodded, his face a little worried.

"Lao's force is much more than I thought. This war is probably more troublesome than originally planned."

"My lord, I have some doubts."

"what?"

"It is rumored that the leader of the Mo family is close to Jun Hanyang, but why is the Mo family alone in this war? According to the monarch's orders, the farmer only came with Xia Kui and me, with dozens of elite disciples. Even if the trace is hidden, the farmer’s changes will still leave some traces on the rivers and lakes. But on the Mo family’s side, there is no movement at all, which is really strange!"

"Perhaps the rumors in the arena are wrong, and the relationship between Zhao Shuang and the Mo Family is more complicated than imagined. Or maybe, Zhao Shuang thought that this war would not require the Mo Family to take action."

Lord Changping stroked his long beard, expecting more in his heart, and the answer was the former.

.................

As night falls, the post in the mountains.

Zhao Shuang's original house has become a command room.

Ling Qi waited anxiously, each of the spies sent out in return, so as to confirm Zhao Shuang's trace.

However, several hours have passed, and he still has no answer.

The army had already buried the pot to make food, and the smell drifted in, but Ling Qi had no appetite at all.

The noise in his ear made Qi a little angry.

"What's the noise!"

I saw a young man holding a bowl and chopsticks, walking in slowly, and found a place to sit down and eat.Next to him were two young girls who couldn't understand the behavior of the teenagers and rolled their eyes.

"You...you!"

Ling Qi rubbed his eyes and couldn't believe what he saw.

Is it because I want to find Zhao Shuang so much that I have hallucinations?

Ling Qi pinched his cheek, a little painful, after a moment of consternation, his face was overjoyed and shouted.

"Quick... come on!"

However, as soon as his voice was uttered, he was brought down by the two girls beside Zhao Shuang.

"I'm eating, why is it noisy, do you still have merit?"

The boy next to him looked at the man who wanted to kill him with a very disgusting look, giving him a feeling of wanting to die.