The incident of the Changping killing surrender was a pain for the Zhao people. They hated Qin State to the core. When they mentioned this, they gritted their teeth and wanted to tear the Qin army and eat it.

With the influence of the terrible consequences of the Changping killing surrender, no matter how the Qin army called, the Zhao people were not shaken at all and were determined to fight against the Qin army to the end.

After more than a month of stalemate, there was still not much progress. Wang Ling, Meng Ao, Huan Qi and others were very anxious and gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

"Is this useful?" Wang Ling couldn't help rubbing his hands, feeling very anxious.

As the main general of the attack on Zhao this time, he was most anxious and wanted to capture Handan immediately.

"Yes." Huan Qi said in a deep voice: "A month has passed. We shout to the people of Zhao every day, saying that their difficulties and benefits are theirs. They just ignore us. Is the strategy of attacking the heart useful?"

Meng Ao looked at Qin Yiren and said nothing. In fact, his confidence was also shaken.

If you work hard for a month, no one will doubt it. If you can make some progress, it doesn’t take too much, just a little bit, they won’t be so anxious.

"Don't be anxious, this matter is not urgent." Qin Yiren said to them and said, "Thinking about Le Yi's transformation took several years, but it has not been successful. We have only taken more than a month to do so, so you can't afford to wait?"

"Oh!" Wang Ling sighed and shook his head.

The strategy of attacking the heart and Le Yi's strategy of "transforming the simultaneousness" are similar. They are all about removing the enemy's mental defenses and allowing the enemy to accept themselves. This is really difficult. However, once successful, the results will be good. This is the best countermeasure that Qin has taken at the moment.

"Whoo!" A strong wind blew, causing the camp flag to fly.

The wind was very cold, blowing on his body, like a knife, and Qin Yiren and others also felt a burst of cold in the central army tent.

"It's changing!" Huang Shigong raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that it's going to snow."

By now, it’s winter and it’s time to snow.

Everyone left the central army tent and looked up at the sky. They saw that the sky was covered with dark clouds and dark, and it seemed that there would be heavy snow.

"It's snowing, it's time to winter again. It's unlikely to destroy Zhao this year." Wang Ling was very regretful and helpless.

Since ancient times, there has been an ancient saying of "Winter no soldiers". As soon as winter comes, the army will stay in camps for winter and there will be no wars. This ancient saying is still followed in the Warring States Period.

Of course, this ancient saying has been broken by Bai Qi in the Battle of Hanoi. In the Battle of Hanoi, Bai Qi led the Qin army to attack Wei in the snow and ice, and seized a large area of ​​Wei's land and city, which made Wei unable to react.

Although Bai Qi had the example of breaking this ancient saying, most of the time it was winter, it would be winter.

"It's going to snow, this is a good thing. Maybe the opportunity is coming!" Qin Yiren frowned, looked at the sky, and pondered.

"Opportunity? What opportunity?" Huan Qi, who was straightforward and said quickly, asked hurriedly.

"Aren't you worried about not being able to gain the favor of Zhao? Perhaps this heavy snow will make us make good progress." Qin Yiren explained to him with a smile.

"How do you say this?" Wang Ling asked hurriedly.

He was looking forward to it, hoping to open up the Zhao people's defenses and gain the favor of the Zhao people, so that the Zhao people will no longer be so steadfast and unyielding. In that case, he could order the siege.

Qin Yiren did not explain to Wang Ling, and looked at Huang Shigong and Wei Liao and smiled at each other.

As expected, heavy snow fell that night. The heavy snow fell heavily, lasting for seven days, with snow nearly a foot, and the whole of Handan was white and turned into a world of ice and snow.

Qin Yiren sat next to the burning furnace, hugging Zhao Ji, stroking Zhao Ji's erect belly. He was very relieved and asked, "Time is coming, is it about to give birth?"

"It's been more than September, and it will be ten months in a few more days. It's time to have a child." Zhao Ji leaned her head against Qin Yiren's shoulder, looking happy.

Qin Yiren looked happy and smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth: "I'm going to be a father! I'm going to be a father!"

Qin Yiren has never been a father for two lives and is about to be a father. He is very excited and very happy. All of them are happy and tremble in his words.

"I'm going to be a mother." Zhao Ji looked happy, raised her head, looked at Qin Yiren, and asked, "Husband, do you think it's better to have a boy or a girl?"

"Birth of both a boy and a girl, a twin." Qin Yiren looked eager.

The two were whispering, but they were disturbing people. Meng Wu quickly stepped in and said, "Young Master, General Wang, please come over."

Qin Yiren smiled at Zhao Ji with slander and said, "I can't accompany you again."

"Is he that stingy?" Zhao Ji said coquettishly, and said, "It's important to do it. Go and do it, I'm fine."

"Mo'er, you're taking care of me." Qin Yiren was a little worried and reminded him.

"Please rest assured, I will pay attention." Mole responded.

Qin Yiren bid farewell to Zhao Ji, and went to the central army tent with Meng Wu. When he arrived at the central army tent, he saw Wang Ling, Meng Ao, Huan Qiong and a group of generals, all of whom were frowning tightly, without saying anything, and the atmosphere was quite depressing.

"What happened?" Qin Yiren was a little puzzled.

"Young Master, this snow is falling too hard. The Zhao people in Handan City are hungry and cold, and life is difficult. What should we do?" Wang Ling frowned tightly, like a sharp sword unsheathed, and said, "I want to take advantage of this rare opportunity to launch an attack and capture Handan in one fell swoop."

"No!" Qin Yiren hurriedly stopped him and said, "The current attack is no different from previous attacks. It will still be subject to stubborn resistance from the Zhao people, and there will be great casualties."

Although a heavy snow made the Zhao people difficult, they did not disintegrate their resistance. At this time, the attack would inevitably be a massacre and would lead to tragic disaster.

"What should I do? We can't let us deliver food and drink to Zhao, right?" Huan Qi, who was upright, spread his hands and started shouting.

"You are right, we should send food and drink to Zhao, winter clothes and medicine to him." Qin Yiren nodded.

"This..." Wang Ling and the others were surprised and looked in disbelief.

"Young Master, I'm talking slander." Huan Qi hurriedly reminded him.

"I'm serious!" Qin Yiren nodded and said confidently: "Aren't you always anxious about not being able to gain the favor of Zhao people? Now is the best opportunity. As long as we do this, we can gain the favor of Zhao people."

Wang Ling and the others looked at me, I looked at you, shook their heads and disagreed.

"Young Master, we don't have much food and grass. If we send food and drink to Zhao people, we will not last long." Wang Ling complained.

A powerful propaganda has no less effect than a war. This is an opportunity given to Qin by God. Qin Yiren will certainly not miss it, saying: "You all know that when Le Yi transformed into Qi, he ordered the Yan army to send food, drink, medicine, and even asked the Yan army to farm for the Qi people. At the beginning, the Qi people were very disgusted, and over time, the Qi people accepted it. In some places, the Qi people lived and enjoyed it, farmed together, and harvested together, as close as brothers."

Le Yi's strategy of transforming Qi has made good progress. It only takes another three or five years to transform Qi into Yan State, making Qi truly the territory of Yan State. However, at this critical moment, King Zhao of Yan died of illness, and his successor was just Le Yi's military power, which led to the disastrous defeat of Yan State and Tian Shan restored Qi.

"What the young master said is very reasonable." Huang Shi Gong agreed loudly and said, "This is an opportunity given to Qin by God. You can take this opportunity to resolve the hatred of Zhao people and gain the favor of Zhao people. As long as you get the favor of Zhao people, people in the world will praise Qin. Qin will have less resistance and less cost in the future war. Please think twice."

"That's what I mean." Wei Liao also agreed, saying: "Although Le Yi's transformation into Qi ended in failure, the fault lies not in Le Yi, but in King Yan. If King Yan does not give up Le Yi's military power, Le Yi's transformation into Qi will definitely succeed. If Qin takes this strategy and gets favor from the people of Zhao, it will be of great significance. I would like to ask General Wang not to stick to food and grass."

Huangshi Gong and Wei Liao are not only military strategists, but also have extraordinary political vision. This is far beyond the reach of the martial artists such as Wang Ling and others. Of course, they can see clearly that the great benefits of getting the favor of the Zhao people.

"Then try it!" Wang Ling had no confidence, and had a try attitude.

Qin Yiren and the others climbed to the city and looked around and saw that Handan was covered with white and many houses had been crushed by heavy snow. The houses in Handan were originally very strong, but because of the outbreak of this war, many houses were seriously damaged and were no longer so strong. It was not uncommon for a blizzard to collapse.

"Woooo!" The Zhao people cried and shook the sky, and the sky was sad and miserable.

"Why are they doing this?" Wang Ling sighed and said, "If they had not resisted, the Qin Dynasty would have occupied Handan long ago, and they would not have had such a hard time."

"They asked for it themselves." Huan Qi also said contempt.

"Otherwise, they are not Zhao people!" Qin Yiren shook his head and said, "Let's start."

A group of Qin soldiers shouted loudly, "Listen to Zhao, we have hot pots, steaming fat stews, delicious bitter vegetables and garlic paste, so you can eat them so warmly, come and get them."

"The hateful Qin people are lying to us again! Don't listen to us!" The Zhao people scolded each other in anger.

"Open! Open!" Wang Ling waved his hand, and the Qin soldiers took action and lifted the cover of the stewed lamb. A gust of wind blew, and the fragrance filled the air, making people drool.

"See? This is stewed with fat sheep, this is pot ash." Huan Qi waved his right hand and pointed at the piles of golden pots and roared: "Man Zhao, you haven't seen such deliciousness in a long time, right?" He picked up a pot of pots and ate them with a big mouthful of satisfaction.

"Gugu!" Zhao opened his eyes wide and looked at Fei Yang Zhuan and Guokui desperately, drooling, but no one came.

"This is the trick of the tiger, wolf, Qin people, don't be fooled." An old man, holding a three or four-year-old boy, angrily scolded: "The tiger, wolf, Qin people are not at ease!"

"Old guy, you are not afraid of being hungry. Do you just bear to let your grandson go hungry?" Wang Ling was angry and roared with a loud voice.

"I..." The old man was speechless and looked at the boy in his arms, tears flowing.

"Grandfather, I'm hungry! I'm so hungry!" The boy said childishly, weak.

"Woooo!" the old man cried bitterly and kept saying, "Good grandson, all grandfathers are incompetent."

"Send it here!" Qin Yiren waved his hand and said, "You can stop eating, don't be hungry."
Chapter completed!