Chapter 3308 King Qin Is a Thousand Years Old

Zhao Zun was the name of the descendant of the Zhao family whom he had impersonated.

Except for the wrong name, he told the truth.

He did learn martial arts and the art of war from the King of Qin since he was a child.

In the minds of the Zhou soldiers, King Qin was a god-like existence.

With him around, everything seemed to have a chance of winning.

Naturally, when King Qin left, the military spirit of Zhou Dynasty seemed to have disappeared.

When the soldiers heard that the young man in front of them was a disciple of King Qin, they couldn't help being surprised and happy.

What surprised me was that this young man wearing a silver mask actually had such a background. Fortunately, His Highness King Qin has a successor.

Even if he can get three points of King Qin's true biography, Dazhou will definitely be able to turn defeat into victory in one fell swoop!

Some soldiers were so excited that they knelt down and shouted: "His Royal Highness King Qin is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"

If there is one, there is the second.

Soon, the emotions of all the soldiers were infected, and they all shouted that King Qin would live longer.

The cry was loud.

Zhao Yuanjing, Yun Dai and Ming Wei looked at this scene with emotion in their hearts.

When King Qin was alive, he was invincible across the four seas.

Even though he is gone, he still lives in the hearts of the soldiers.

Even just hearing his name is enough to stir up waves.

It's a pity that there is no second King Qin in this world.

Zhao Yuanjing raised his hand.

The shouts of the soldiers gradually subsided.

"I know that you all miss King Qin, and so do I." Zhao Yuanjing said in a deep voice, "Could it be that, with King Qin gone, our soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty will not be able to win the battle? Once King Qin left, you all turned into a bunch of cowards? !”

The soldiers fell silent.

Zhao Yuanjing's voice gradually became colder: "Look at what you are like now, what is the difference between you and a group of guerrillas? From now on, I, Zhao Zun, will take over you."

He pulled out the sword from his waist, pierced it into the ground in front of him, and shouted: "I am here to lead you to victory, and to take you home! This battle must be won!"

He pulled out his sword and said coldly: "I, Zhao Zun, have three rules when fighting. Please listen to me!"

"Kill those who run away from battle!"

"Those who are passive towards the enemy will be killed!"

"Anyone who shakes the morale of the army will be killed!"

The sword in his hand and the silver mask on his face complement each other.

The soldiers' blood was boiling, and they raised their hands and shouted: "Kill, kill, kill!"

This was the first time the child saw his father on the battlefield. His eyes were shining, and he could not suppress the excitement in his heart. He also raised his hands and roared along with the soldiers.

Mingwei was shocked by the killing sound.

In the two years since he led the troops, their morale has never been so high.

He looked towards Yun Dai.

Yun Dai stood beside Zhao Yuanjing with a calm expression.

Although Zhao Yuanjing was wearing a mask, standing with her felt inexplicably harmonious.

MEAN WELL was completely relieved.

That afternoon, he left Northern Qi and returned to Kyoto in a carriage, accompanied by his confidants.

At night, the granary storing grain was attacked.

This isn't the first time either.

After all, the Northern Qi Dynasty was not as financially strong as the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it did not have such a behemoth as the Yunji Company, which raised food and grass from all over the world and shipped it continuously.

Exploiting people is not a long-term solution.

They often harassed Dazhou's granaries and wanted to feed war with war.

Fortunately, Zhao Yuanjing had foreseen it and strengthened the defense of grain and grass in advance, preventing the opponent from succeeding.

He and Yun Dai patrolled around with torches and returned to the city lord's mansion.

Huiyuan was drinking tea slowly under the lamp. When he saw them coming, he didn't get up to salute.