Chapter 6 The Loss of Liang Ji
He seems to be about to lose Liang Ji!
Cheng Jiao looked up to the sky and sighed. For a philatelist, this was such a regrettable thing.

Zhao Ji, his nominally beautiful mother!

Although the rituals and music of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods collapsed and morality declined, but! Alas!
With this thought in mind, I no longer had the heart to imagine how to clean up Zheng Ge's mess and straighten out his mess after his death.

Cheng Jiao returned to the tent feeling somewhat lonely.

Seeing him like this, Li Wu didn't dare to ask more questions. She just stayed by his side silently, massaging his shoulders and back to soothe Cheng Qiu's brain.

Cheng Jiao's body and mind were massaged, and most of the depression in his heart was relieved.

What Zhao Ji? I don’t know her!

The next day, Zhang Tang led 50,000 troops to the battlefield.

Last night, Zhang Tang and Meng Ao had exchanged combat opinions through scouts. Meng Ao would feint an attack to tie down Pang Nuan's large force, giving Zhang Tang a chance to penetrate the enemy's weak point.

Cheng Jiao only learned about this coordinated operation when he arrived at Yaoshan.

Cheng Jiao didn't care about Zhang Tang's caution. What bad intentions could he have? He just wanted to build a warm home.

Zhang Tang sent soldiers to escort Cheng Jiao to the main tent of Meng Ao's military camp on the pretext of ensuring the safety of his son.

He was afraid that Cheng Jiao really had evil intentions, and he was also afraid that Cheng Jiao would get into trouble in his hands. It would be better to throw this difficult potato to the old General Meng Ao, who was capable of handling the situation.

"General Meng Ao, Cheng Jiao is disturbing you."

Cheng Jiao saluted Meng Ao politely.

Meng Ao is still strong and healthy. He walked up to Cheng Jiao and patted him vigorously.

"Not bad, not bad. You are fearless in the face of danger and kill the traitor. You have the spirit of our ancestors."

"Thank you for your praise, old general. I wonder what the current situation on the battlefield is like?"

"It's not optimistic. Fortunately, I have 50,000 soldiers to support me, otherwise I will definitely lose. This Pang Nuan is no unknown person. Zhang Tang had previously fought for the mountain, and Pang Nuan sent Hu Zhe to come. The terrain of Yao Mountain is favorable to the Zhao army, and the Qin army led by Zhang Tang was almost wiped out. Fortunately, I saw that the situation was not going well and went to rescue him, and only then was the situation stabilized."

Cheng Jiao and Meng Ao continued to talk for a long time, which gave Cheng Jiao some insights into military affairs, but he was more discouraged from leading troops in battle. It was too complicated and it was not his strong point.

Li Wu saw Cheng Jiao coming out and walked over to ask in a low voice.

"How about it?"

Cheng Jiao rubbed his eyebrows.

"Something is wrong."

The two of them asked and answered each other, and both were silent.

Suddenly there was a commotion in the army and a messenger broke into the main tent.

After hearing that the Zhao army had torn a hole in the side defense line, Cheng Jiao entered the tent again.

Meng Ao waved his hand and asked the messenger to go down.

"Don't panic, sir. Soldiers, get ready for battle. I think General Zhang Tang has already engaged the Zhao army over there. We can't let the Zhao army here go back to defend. Let's go!"

The generals, both big and small, in the tent received orders and headed to the front line one after another.

Meng Ao was also wearing strong armor and holding a sharp sword.

"Sir, please stay with me to prevent any accidents."

Cheng Jiao had no objection and signaled Li Wu not to leave him.

The battlefield is dangerous, and ordinary masters cannot withstand concentrated fire.

Half an hour later, Cheng Jiao regretted his decision on the battlefield. Arrows like locusts fell like leaves. Even with the sword, shield and armor array in front of him, it was difficult for him to feel safe.

Li Wu put her hand on Cheng Jiao's arm, indicating that he should be at ease.

Meng Ao was not afraid at all and was used to it.

After a while, seeing that the Zhao army's offensive had been greatly weakened, he knew that Zhang Tang had made a great contribution.

He took the lead, leaping to the front line and roaring.

"All troops, listen up! Charge!"

Cheng Jiao knew his own situation, so he pulled Li Wu aside and crouched in the bushes. As I said before, the battlefield was really dangerous, with body parts everywhere and enough blood to make a heavy rain.

Li Wu guarded Cheng Jiao closely, not daring to relax even for a moment.

Meng Ao in the front was like a god of war, while Cheng Jiao in the back was growing steadily in the grass like an old dog.

This is a true portrayal.

Just when Cheng Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, he discovered where his unparalleled god of war had gone.
"Li Wu, where is the old general?"

"The general was hit by a stray arrow and was carried down."

Li Wu spoke very quickly, but Cheng Jiao's mood fluctuated even faster.

His heart tightened and he hurriedly took Li Wu to meet them.

Meng Ao was lying on a stretcher, his voice still sonorous and forceful, and he kept issuing orders, which made Cheng Jiao gradually feel relieved.

That night, Zhang Tang returned with a great victory. The Qin army camp cheered and the old general Meng Ao also drank heartily to celebrate for Zhang Tang.

However.
Meng Ao suffered from an infection from the arrow wound and had a high fever for three consecutive days. His old and frail body could not provide the life force to help him survive the disaster, but he eventually fell on the battlefield!

During these three days, Zhao State used Prince Jia as a hostage to negotiate peace with Qin State. The King of Qin agreed, and the Qin and Zhao armies, which were confronting each other at Yaoshan, returned home.

The King of Qin personally announced to the whole country to mourn the old General Meng Ao, and the whole country mourned!
Cheng Jiao was feeling a little depressed as he sat in the luxurious carriage on the way to the royal city of Xianyang.

I didn't expect that even if I hadn't rebelled, General Meng Ao would still be shot to death. Was God hinting something to me?

Thinking of this, Cheng Jiao patted his thigh, causing Li Wu to get angry.

"Sir, please be gentle, it hurts."

Cheng Jiao quickly stroked it with his hands, breathing heavily, and said with a distressed look, "Are you feeling better?"

Li Wu was tickled by Cheng Jiao. She looked at him with helplessness and seriously doubted why she fell in love with him in the first place.

The luxurious carriage was fully equipped, and Cheng Jiao took out the Snow-Top Silver Shuttle, which he hadn't drunk for nearly a month.

This Snow Top Silver Shuttle is a very precious tea, so much so that Zheng Ge even complained about the fact that he often drank this tea.

This tea has a unique fragrance. It was originally produced in Qin, and later flowed into the Western Hu. The Hu people planted it in the bitter cold land of the northwest, and it was deeply loved by Cheng Jiao.

Cheng Jiao took some hot water from the thermos, took out the teacup he carried with him, and slowly and elegantly brewed tea, waiting for the incoming guests.

Before Cheng Jiao had to wait any longer, a man in solemn attire approached the car.

The driver had already received Cheng Jiao's instructions. He opened the thick door and motioned for him to get in.

"Chang'an Jun has such a refined taste, burning incense and drinking tea in his carriage. I envy him."

Li Wu's body tensed up, and she felt nervous facing her old boss.

"Why should Lord Wenxin be envious? You are the one who holds the most power in the Qin State today!"

Lu Buwei pondered over Cheng Jiao's words several times. It was the first time he had seen such a combination of words and he was unable to react for a while.

"You are too kind, Lord Chang'an. This time when Lord Chang'an returns victorious, I will keep my promise and make a suggestion to the King of Qin to grant you the fiefdom."

Lu Buwei was unhappy in his heart, but on the surface he still demonstrated that I, Lu Buwei, am the big brother who takes care of Chang'an Jun and is a very cunning person.

"Mr. Prime Minister, let's not talk about this for now. Cheng Jiao has an unwelcome request. I wonder if Mr. Prime Minister can help me?"

"I don't know what you are talking about, sir?"

Cheng Jiao drank the snow-topped silver shuttle in the cup in one gulp, stared into Lu Buwei's eyes, and uttered two words.

"Liwu!"

The car was like a silver bottle breaking, and in the blink of an eye, it was silent.
Lu Buwei narrowed his eyes. This was his subconscious behavior of wanting to stab someone. It hadn't happened in many years!

Li Wu’s betrayal made him very angry, and Cheng Jiao even dared to ask for Li Wu, which was a step on his face!

He felt that he should do something!

(End of this chapter)