"vomit!"

As soon as Zhang Ping left, he could no longer help but bent over and vomited violently.

"Prime Minister!"

Seeing this, the follower hurriedly stepped forward and gently patted Zhang Ping on the back, with a look of worry on his face.

"Then Zhao Jia is really too much!"

No one expected that Zhao Jia would force Zhang Ping to eat human flesh in front of everyone.

This behavior is completely inconsistent with his former image as a young man.

Zhang Ping vomited for a long time before he felt better. Then he sighed: "Zhao Jia wants to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, so he can warn me by the way."

"Even if this happens, there is no need for the Prime Minister to really eat it."

When Zhang Ping heard this, he smiled bitterly.

As the high-ranking Xiang Han, how could Zhang Ping be so humiliated? However, for the sake of the overall situation, he had to do so.

When Zhao Jia handed over the meat [update quickly], he also pointed out Zhang Ping's plan in a vague way.

From that moment on, Zhang Ping knew that his plan to plot against the other party had been understood and that the strategy of Qin and Zhao had obviously ended in failure.

Zhao Jia cooked the man in public and forced Zhang Ping to eat it by the way, which was also warning Zhang Ping and even the entire South Korea not to imagine calculating Zhao like the Battle of Changping.

Zhang Ping could vaguely feel that if he insisted on not eating, Zhao Jia would likely have to lead his troops south and really start attacking Qianmu.

For the overall situation and to pay for his failed calculations, Zhang Ping could only endure the disgust and eat the piece of meat and express his sincerity to Zhao Jia.

Thousand acres of city.

Qianmu Guardian was carefully accompanied Zhang Ping, looking at the other party's gloomy face, and did not dare to speak much.

"How many soldiers and horses are there in the city?"

Suddenly, Zhang Ping asked.

"I reported to the Prime Minister, there were 3,000 soldiers in the city, and in addition to that, there were more than 6,000 people strong, which was enough to deal with the 30,000 Zhao troops outside the city."

Zhang Ping waved his hand and said, "Zhao Jia is just pretending and will not really send troops to attack."

"The battle situation of the Ye Wang is worrying now. I want to recruit troops from various counties in Shangdang to rescue the Ye Wang, and send two thousand troops to accompany him," he said.

"But."

When Qianmu Gu general heard this, he looked embarrassed.

Facing the 30,000 elite Zhao troops at the city, even if they rely on the steep city, the thousand-acre guards had to be extremely cautious.

At this moment, I suddenly heard that Zhang Ping was going to transfer two thousand soldiers and horses from the city, and he felt a little reluctant.

After all, if Zhao Jia really leads troops to attack the city and eventually falls into ruin, he will still have to take the blame for the thousand-acre guard.

"Don't worry, Zhao Jia will not lead troops to attack thousands of acres."

However, Zhang Ping saw through the thoughts of Qianmu Gu General and spoke to comfort his anxious heart.

Qianmu Guardian was unwilling to do so, but when he thought of Zhang Ping's power and when Zhang Ping met with Zhao Jia today, he finally let go of his psychological burden.

"I dare to ask the prime minister when he will set off?"

Zhang Ping said: "The Wild King is in danger, so naturally the earlier it is, the better. If possible, the Japanese Prime Minister of Ming Dynasty will take away two thousand soldiers and horses from the city and go to support the Wild King."

Qianmu Guard said hurriedly: "Since that's the case, we will recruit two thousand soldiers tonight so that they can prepare in advance and leave with the prime minister tomorrow."

But Zhao Jia took his subordinates back to the military camp, and everyone was silent on the way.

Everyone followed Zhao Jia, occasionally looking up and secretly glanced at the tall figure, and then quickly turned around.

There was fear in their eyes.

At some point, everyone only felt that Zhao Jia was a kind-hearted king with a gentleman style.

Although they respect Zhao Jia, they also lack a sense of awe.

But today, Zhao Jia cooked a guest in front of everyone and forced Han Xiang Zhang Ping to eat it.

This behavior made everyone feel frightened.

It was not until this time that they suddenly woke up that Zhao Jia was not only a gentleman, but also a monarch who ruled the country.

Since ancient times, you are like a tiger.

If a minister lacks awe of the monarch, he will not be called a minister.

"Do you think that what I have done today is a bit too much?"

Zhao Jia suddenly stopped and turned to the people behind him and said, but his face was filled with ancient wells.

"The emperor treats Han Qi well, but he sells his master for honor and reveals his whereabouts."

"What if South Korea is hostile to the emperor and secretly sends troops to ambush the emperor?"

"Han Qi is still alive, so why not cook it in public?"

If we say who is the calmest among the people, it is the border town. As early as when Zhao Jia made up his mind, the border town knew it.

As soon as Zhao Jia finished speaking, Border Town spoke up and supported him. While expressing his loyalty, he did not forget to tell everyone the reason for this matter.

Zhao Jia looked around and said in a deep voice: "If anyone thinks that Zhao Jia is not a wise ruler, he can leave by himself, and Zhao Jia will never stop him."

"If not, Jia will not let you down, and I hope you will not let you down!"

After saying that, Zhao Jia didn't say anything more and turned around and walked towards the military camp.

In addition to giving kindness to the king, understanding the righteousness and tempting it to benefit, it also needs to be added with power.

Only those who give kindness and power can be the master.

The lights were brightly lit in the tent of the commander of Zhao's army.

"Your Majesty is not ready to join Han in such a humiliation?"

Wang Jian stared at Zhao Jia with a look of confusion on his face.

Logically speaking, as Han Xiang, Zhang Ping came to the banquet for Zhao Jia in person, even if he had bad intentions, he should give him some face.

Wang Jian didn't expect that Zhao Jia, who has always been gentle, would do such a thing.

Zhao Jia didn't say anything, Li Si smiled and said, "The time for alliance with Han has not come. If Zhang Ping succeeds in his plan, it will cause trouble to the east, and Qin will turn to attack Zhao, which will be unfavorable to Zhao."

"The young master's move today certainly means killing the chicken to warn Zhang Ping, the most important thing is to tell Meng Ao that Zhao and Han are in a bad relationship."

"Meng Ao!"

Hearing this name, Wang Jian couldn't help but clench his fists.

If Meng Ao had not supported Lu Buwei and sent troops to ambush the king, Wang, a family of generals, would not have been charged with treason and shattered in one fell swoop.

Zhao Jia looked at Wang Jian's face, and knew that he aroused the other party's sadness again, and stepped forward and patted Wang Jian on the shoulder.

"If this battle goes well, you may kill the enemy and avenge the king."

Wang Jian knelt on the ground after hearing this and said in a deep voice: "If you can avenge the clan's great revenge, Jian will never forget the grace of the emperor!"

"Since that's the case, then you will be the one who will lead the troops to attack thousands of acres tonight."

"If possible, capture Zhang Ping!"

When Wang Jian heard this, he was shocked and asked: "Aren't you planning to secretly communicate with South Korea and ask the King of Korea to take the initiative to cede the land? Why did he suddenly change his mind and send troops to attack Qianmu?"

Zhao Jia sighed: "This is one time and another."

"The situation on the battlefield is ever-changing. It is not easy to make the King of Han willing to cede Shangdang. If you have a lesson in the Battle of Changping, you must make preparations."
Chapter completed!