Chapter 157: Your father-son affair has nothing to do with me!
Recently, Xiang Yu's cavalry began to be equipped with new types of armor, and their weaknesses were greatly reduced.

Wang Ben could no longer completely suppress Xiang Yu's cavalry as he did in the last surprise attack.

All this made Ying Zheng very anxious.

He once talked with Han Xin and listened to the strategies he casually revealed to defeat the enemy. He knew that if they fought, Wang Ben would be no match for Xiang Yu.

At this moment, the blood in Ying Heng's chest as he charged on the Snow Dragon Cavalry was boiling again.

It seems that I am the only one who can lead this war!

He stared at the Great Snow Dragon Rider, who had always been the core of his strategy, and made a decision.

He is going to return to the Great Snow Dragon Riders and personally join the battlefield!
Just him and Dahei, two great masters fighting side by side, are enough to withstand Xiang Yu's invincible edge.

What's more, the Great Snow Dragon Riders also need his sharp blade.

After listening to Han Xin's strategy against heavy cavalry, he also had his own ideas on how to deal with it.

Whether out of his inner passion or concern for the Qin soldiers, the First Emperor felt that he must return to the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry and join this decisive battle!

In Xianyang City.

After Ying Heng decided to lead 500 Snow Dragon Riders out of the border the next day, he ordered Wang Li to lead 50,000 troops to rush to the border for support.

In fact, he was not completely sure whether Wang Li would obey his orders. After all, Wang Li was the son of Wang Ben.

Wang Jian, the military god of the Qin Dynasty, is unfathomable at this moment.

He took back the military power and publicly declared that he would not be under the command of anyone, but on the same day he recalled his generals, as if leaving room for maneuver in secret.

He said that if the war situation was critical and the Thirteenth Young Master wanted to mobilize troops, he could also follow his orders as appropriate, which made it difficult to figure out his true intentions.

Is this old general playing tricks or is he just wavering?
"Guardian of the Qin Dynasty, where exactly do you stand?" People were puzzled.

"If you object, the Wang family will be on standby at any time."

"If you agree, your son is facing the threat of rebels outside. Can you just sit back and do nothing?"

Wang Jian himself was also very confused. All these unpredictable things made the majesty of this god of war drop sharply.

At this time, he received an order from Ying Heng in the courtyard, ordering Wang Li to lead an army of 50,000 to assist his father Wang Ben.

Wang Jian handed the general's order to Wang Li in annoyance, turned around and left, unwilling to interfere in the disputes of the Ying family anymore.

"Your father and son's affairs have nothing to do with me."

He muttered to himself, knowing in his heart that whether Wang Li went to the battle or not, it would be Wang Ben, not him, who would bear the brunt of the war.

Wang Li took the order and looked at his grandfather Wang Jian's expression, feeling equally confused.

Should he obey the Thirteenth Young Master's orders?

If the order is followed, doesn't it mean that the two generals of the Wang family will lead most of the Qin army to side with the Thirteenth Prince?

If he disobeyed, how could he stand by and watch his father suffer?

Ying Heng’s strategy was ruthless and directly hit the conflicts in the Wang family.

Since you don't support me to become emperor and don't send troops at will, now your father is trapped outside. As your grandfather, I order you to rescue your father. You are in a dilemma.

Wang Jian was extremely troubled. He knew that His Majesty was still alive, but he could not refuse.

So he threw this hot potato to his grandson and let him decide for himself.

Wang Li had no choice but to accept the military order, reorganize the army, and prepare to leave Hangu Pass.

To the outside world, he claimed that he was doing it to help his father out of trouble, and never mentioned the Thirteenth Young Master's order, in order to preserve the last dignity for the Wang family.

Everything is ready and we are about to set off for Hangu Pass.

Ying Heng also summoned Dong Zhongshu, Lu Ban, Li Si, Feng Quji and others, and reminded them not to delay their family affairs.

As for Shangqing Meng Yi, Ying Heng planned to keep him by his side. The Meng family is well-versed in both civil and military affairs. Although Meng Yi is a scholar, he is not inferior in actual combat. Otherwise, Qin Shihuang would not have taken him with him every time he toured the east.

The instructions have been given and everything is ready.

At this time, Mo Ningshuang came to the manor with a food basket, ready to enjoy the warmest moment of the day.

However, when she saw Ying Heng, Ziyi and Qingyi were packing their bags.

Mo Ningshuang's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and she asked in a trembling voice: "Young Master... are you preparing to travel far away from home?" Ying Heng nodded slightly.

"Then... can you take me with you?"

Ying Heng smiled and shook his head.

In an instant, Mo Ningshuang's eyes turned red and tears welled up in her eyes.

Her emotions have been fully revealed these days. I believe that if you are not stupid, you will be able to understand her feelings.

However, day after day, she received no response.

Mo Ningshuang felt like she was pressed passionately against a cold wall, enduring the bitterness of unrequited love alone.

At this moment, the food box in her hand became insignificant. She could no longer hold back her tears, which rolled down her cheeks.

Ying Heng gently wiped away her tears, patted her head, and comforted her: "Silly girl, I am going to fight and destroy the rebellious Xiang Yu. I will be back in a month. Why are you sad?"

"I already know your feelings. When I return, I will find a good time for you to stay in my mansion."

"Really?!"

When Mo Ningshuang heard this, a glow of joy instantly appeared on her face.

"I know I am not worthy of you, sir. I dare not expect too much. I just hope you can give me a small corner to settle down in."

Ying Heng smiled slightly and nodded in agreement: "Don't worry, I will arrange everything properly."

"Also, the cement matter is very important while I'm away. Can you take care of it for me?"

"Hee hee~"

Mo Ningshuang burst into laughter, "Please rest assured, sir. I have asked all the managers and disciples of the Mo family to go all out. Not only the cement factory, but also the glass workshop, brick kiln, steel mill, paper mill, salt field and other important places are closely guarded by our disciples. They will never delay your important matter!"

Ying Heng lightly scratched the tip of Mo Ningshuang's nose and praised her again.

Mo Ningshuang's heart knot was untied and she felt full of energy.

She had witnessed with her own eyes how the Mohist School grew stronger under the young master's leadership, and the burden in her heart had long been lifted.

At this moment, her whole heart was on the young master.

In fact, she didn't even need the young master to marry her.

As long as a small house is reserved for her in this courtyard so that she can be close to the young master, she can care less about anything else except Mo Jia's dream and the desire to spend time with the young master.

"Ouch~!"

"That's right, sir."

"My sister might be out of prison soon. You have to be careful. She might attack you again!"

Ying Heng suddenly looked at Mo Ningshuang with a smile. He had never admitted in front of her that he was the Thirteenth Young Master.

Because the Mohist school had publicly declared that it would destroy the tyrannical Qin Dynasty and kill the Thirteen Princes.

And this time, it was Mo Ningshuang herself who revealed the secret.

"What? Ningshuang, have you known my true identity for a long time?"

Mo Ningshuang nodded silently.

"You don't want to kill me anymore?"

Mo Ningshuang shook her head slightly.

"Why? Don't you hate Daqin and me, the Thirteenth Young Master?"

Mo Ningshuang's eyes flashed with determination, "The people of the Bai family hate you, only because they don't understand you."

"Ning Shuang has been following you for more than a month. I feel that you are the greatest blessing to all people in the world and also a blessing to our families."

"Sir, please rest assured."

"I can't do anything else, but from now on, the Mohist School will follow your lead!"

(End of this chapter)