Chapter 60: Murderous Intentions
“So, I found help!”

Following Feixue's words, a fierce murderous aura suddenly surged over the mountains covered with lush trees. The murderous aura that arose for no reason disturbed the green trees and shattered the bright moonlight. In an instant, Canjian felt as if he was in a terrifying military formation, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"How many?"

Rangers and the army are completely different concepts. No matter how skilled you are, as long as you are not strong enough to fight against thousands of troops alone, you will end up dying miserably in the face of an army encirclement. Although Canjian has never joined the army, Qin and Zhao have been fighting for years, so he has never been in contact with the army.

As the murderous intent rose, Canjian knew what the helper Feixue was talking about. Fear flashed through his mind, and he looked at Feixue with deep eyes and asked.

Feixue said lightly: "Five hundred of my family's old soldiers, and fifteen thousand of the Zhao army's remnants that were scattered, a total of two thousand!" At this point, Feixue's charming face was full of madness, "Even if everyone dies in the battle, we must take the life of the tyrant Ying Zheng."

"In this way, I can also count it as forgiving my ancestors for their sins!"

"Alas!" Hearing Feixue's words, Canjian looked gloomy and sighed. Few people knew that Feixue was related to Zhao Kuo, the general who had destroyed more than 400,000 Zhao troops in the Battle of Changping and left a laughing stock for all ages. She was Zhao Kuo's granddaughter.

In the Battle of Changping, Zhao Kuo, who succeeded Lian Po as the commander of the Zhao army, lost more than 400,000 soldiers, which severely damaged the vitality of Zhao. From then on, Zhao Kuo was unable to recover and was no longer able to compete with Qin. Indeed, Zhao Kuo's attack was to execute the order of King Xiaocheng of Zhao. He was able to maintain basic order for the 400,000 Zhao army when food and aid were exhausted, which was a good example of a famous general.

However, Zhao Kuo was the commander-in-chief of the Zhao army at that time. Even though Zhao Kuo died in the battle of Changping, a battle that was crucial to the fate of Zhao, he was still inevitably blamed. All Zhao people regarded Zhao Kuo as a sinner. Feixue and others, who were descendants of Zhao Kuo, also took on this sin.

“Two thousand soldiers?” Canjian was grieving for his beloved’s life, but he analyzed rationally, “When King Qin Zheng traveled, he was accompanied by at least tens of thousands of soldiers. With only two thousand soldiers and our martial arts, I’m afraid that they would have died under the swords before they even saw King Qin Zheng.”

"I know." Feixue did not deny this, "So, I plan to find some more friends to help."

Having said this, Feixue was no longer in a state of mental collapse and madness, burdened by the pain of losing her country and the inherent sin. A look of self-mockery appeared on her pretty face.

"I also know that with this little power, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven to kill the tyrant Ying Zheng. However, some things cannot be refrained from just because they are difficult. Even if we will all die at the hands of the Qin army, we must let the tyrant Ying Zheng see the blood of the Zhao people and let him know that the backbone of the Zhao people is still there!"

"Flying snow!"

Seeing the rare tenderness of his lover, Canjian felt pity for her and came to Feixue, resting his hands on her jade-like shoulders and hugging her. Although Canjian did not say it directly, his attitude showed his decision.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Suddenly, crisp applause echoed among the green mountains and green waters, completely destroying the coldness of the quiet night.

"What a pair of chivalrous lovers who are willing to sacrifice their lives for their country!" A strong and old-looking man's voice sounded with applause, with endless admiration in his voice, "King Zhao Qian and his son were willing to submit to the tyrant Ying Zheng. But you two are willing to take this great risk for your country."

"I really admire you!"

Brush and pull!

The sudden words awakened the couple Canjian and Feixue from their tender affection. In a flash, Canjian and Feixue let go of each other and turned their heads at the same time to look in the direction of the voice. Feixue Sword and Canjian jumped out of their scabbards at the same time and came into the hands of their masters. "It's you!"

Canjian and Feixue joined forces, even top masters like Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang would be a little bit afraid. However, this pair of lovers, who were in tune with each other, did not strike with their swords. Instead, the moment they saw the uninvited guest, their expressions changed and they said in unison.

The person who appeared in front of Canjian Feixue was an old man wearing a black knight's uniform and with a simple face. Even when facing the swords of Canjian and Feixue, his thin face still showed no fear, only indifference, and the corners of his thin mouth even raised a curve.

………………

Qin capital, Xianyang.

Right Prime Minister's Mansion.

The current Right Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty: Changping Jun Xiong Qi, was the eldest son of the former King of Chu, King Kaolie, who was a hostage in Qin. Later, with the help of Chunshen Jun Huang Xie, King Kaolie returned to Chu and inherited the throne. In a sense, the situation of Changping Jun Xiong Qi was similar to that of Zheng Ge who was abandoned in Zhao by Qin Zhuangxiang King Ying Zichu.

However, unlike Zhengge who was bullied, due to the intermarriage between Qin and Zhao for generations, a foreign relative power called Chu was formed in Qin. With the help of the foreign relatives of Chu, the two brothers Changping Jun and Changwen Jun, who were in a sense hostages of Chu, entered the political arena of Qin and obtained official positions in Qin. Today, Changping Jun Xiong Qi is the prime minister of Qin, and his sister Lady Mi is Zhengge's favorite woman. She gave birth to Zhengge's eldest son: Prince Fusu.

Changping Jun's life experience is a legend in itself.

The night was deep, but the lights were still on in Changping Jun's prime minister's mansion. Zheng Ge left Xianyang and went to Handan, the capital of Zhao, to settle past grievances. As the prime minister of Qin, Changping Jun had an extremely heavy workload. Even in the dead of night, candles were still burning in the antique study.

The servants who saw this scene secretly admired their master's diligence and hard work.

"Mr. Wu'an, long time no see."

In the study, Xiong Qi, the Lord of Changping, who was wearing a dark official uniform and had a cool and elegant face, sat in the main seat. Below him, a man in coarse linen clothes seemed ordinary, but if veterans like Old Cangtou and Manager Li were here, they would definitely be able to tell that he was an old soldier by the calluses on his palms and the fierce eyes.

The name 'Wu'an Jun' coming from the mouth of Changping Jun made the identity of this old man obvious.

Wu'an Jun is a title bestowed by the monarch on a general with outstanding merits. It was first used in the Western Zhou Dynasty. It means to rule the country with military prowess and maintain peace with prestige. Those who can maintain peace and defeat the enemy are called "Wu'an".

Qin had Bai Qi, the Marquis of Wu'an, who slaughtered millions of people in his lifetime, but was killed because of his great achievements; Zhao had Li Mu, the Marquis of Wu'an, who defeated the Qin army several times and was the pillar of Zhao, but the foolish and ruthless King Qian of Zhao fell into Qin's counter-espionage plan and ordered Li Mu to commit suicide. In the world today, in the eyes of the world, there is only one Marquis of Wu'an still alive.

The great general of the State of Chu——Marquis Wu'an Xiang Yan!

(End of this chapter)