Logically speaking, getting sick is purely God's will, and it is not something you can get by thinking about. But if you pretend to be sick, it will work, as long as you have to deal with the imperial physician who comes to the consultation.

Wang Ben's approach was relatively simple. When the imperial physician came to visit, there were already many personal soldiers outside. After several old men passed through the Knife Mountains and Gun Forest, their bodies were already scared and weakened. Then Wang Ben was not allowed to mislead others' self-inferior education. Several imperial physicians immediately cheered up and collectively conducted "misdiagnosis". Finally, they concluded that Wang Ben was seriously ill and needed to rest.

But just when Ying Zheng gritted his teeth and wanted to force Wang Ben's military power, Ying Guang's army finally arrived at the city of Xianyang. The garrison outside the city quickly reacted. Before Ying Guang's purpose was determined, any action would trigger a counterattack from the Qin army.

"Driving!Driving!"

Ying Guang rode a white war horse, followed by Dian Jun, Fengzhuang and other generals, and quickly came to the far gate. From a distance, he saw a man standing opposite him, and a green captain under his crotch was very handsome. The man had a dandy smile on his face and was waving his hand at Ying Guang.

"Oda'er!"

"Brother Ying!"

These two Xianyang playboys who used to seek flowers and willows together finally met again more than ten years later. However, the status of the two men had obvious changes at this time. Montaigne became the head of the Montessus, and Ying Guang returned to Xianyang as a royal family. The two met today, which was actually a way to show their attitude. Montaigne represented the Qin side and the more than 100,000 troops outside the city. They were already very dissatisfied with the Ying Zheng regime, so they used the move to welcome Ying Guang to express their attitude. Ying Guang led the generals under his command to greet him personally, and he also made a response. Neither of the two sides wanted to fight. As soon as they met, they had a tacit understanding.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, is the old man okay?"

Ying Guang asked with a smile as he hammered Montaigne's breastplate.

"I'm not bad at all, but my spirit is no longer as good as in previous years. After a winter, I look older. By the way, Mr. Wang Zhen has passed away, you should have heard of this."

After hearing Mengtian's answer, Ying Guang was slightly stunned. Looking back at the time, he was still a young man in the school field in Xianyang City. He took the old brothers from Mo Lin camp to trick Mr. Wang. It was also through that battle that he entered Mr. Meng's vision and since then he has had a slight connection with the Meng family. It can be said that without the promotion of the Meng family, Ying Guang, a soldier, probably died on the battlefield. But now he has returned, things have changed, the scenery is still the same, but the people are gone.

Seeing that he was a little sad, Ying Guang patted Montaigne on the shoulder and opened the topic: "Let's go, I've been away from Xianyang for so many years, and I want to go in and take a look. After finishing the business, I will go back to the mansion to pay homage to the old man."

The two armies joined forces in one place, Ying Guang and Montaigne did not bring many people. Apart from the direct general, they brought more than a thousand personal guards to Xianyang City.

Xianyang City, which has not been baptized by war for many years, did not show its due vitality. On the contrary, when far away, I felt that there was less popularity in the city, as if I had just been baptized by the plague. Although Ying Guang knew a rough idea in his heart, he still looked at Montaigne, his eyes full of inquiries.

Seeing this, Montaigne nodded silently. Neither of them spoke, but walked straight downstairs to the city gate.

Before he could speak, the gate of Xianyang City opened slowly and creaked. The one who came out was no one else, but Wang Ben who was sick in bed!

Montaigne turned to Ying Guang and said, "You haven't seen him yet. He is the current leader of the Wang clan, Wang Ben, and the city guards. You should be very familiar with him. Wang Jian, who was cheated by you on the school ground back then."

"Wang Jian's son?"

Ying Guang was stunned and asked in confusion: "Was Wang Jian not the commander of the royal palace back then? He was not a direct subordinate. How could he make his son the patriarch?"

"Hehehe."

Montaigne grinned and replied meaningfully: "The reason why we big families, like us, can survive to this day, is naturally because we have their own ways to save our lives. Besides, whether we are the direct descendants or not is the final word..."

The three of them talked for a while under the city gate and learned that Wang Jian had led the troops to expel the Huns to Mobei, and the front line returned to the actual area controlled by Li Mu of Zhao. However, Zhao Great Wall has been ruined after years of storms. After Wang Jian gained a foothold, he was organizing civilians in the local area to repair and reinforce Zhao Great Wall.

"Stay away from the disputes in the court, Wang Jian, this old boy, lives a leisurely life."

While speaking, many people came out of the surrounding area at some time. They seemed to know something, and followed silently behind the team with some timid and some excitement. When they reached the Qin Palace, half of the people in Xianyang City had gathered around Yingguang, and people were still running towards here.

The majestic Qin Palace gate was closed, and the black-armored imperial guards stood on the wall, looking very powerful, but if you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that these former imperial guards did not have the domineering spirit they should have. They have not been on the battlefield for many years, which made these imperial guards gradually lose the courage of their ancestors, and the rest were only foolish loyalty to the Qin King.

"The king has his own destiny! Ying Guang is a traitor, and everyone can kill him. If anyone can kill this thief, reward Qi land, and be named King Qi, he will be inherited from generation to generation!"

A duck's voice came faintly from behind the palace gate, and the voice seemed to be trembling. Obviously, Ying Guang could walk here safely, which gave the people in the palace a great impact.

"It's the celebrity around Zhao Gao and Ying Zheng." Montaigne looked at Ying Guang and explained.

Ying Guang nodded and walked to the front of the team. He did not care about the hatred gazes on the wall, but said to himself: "I don't think I need to say more about what the Qin King did. You can see how powerful the Qin Dynasty was in the past. Why did it fall into today's fields in just a few years? Look at the people behind me, they are the foundation of the Qin Dynasty. If they have lost them, Qin State just supports a powerful body, but it has long been ruined inside. Ying Zheng! Are these what you want!"

After a breath of relief, Ying Guang said to the guards on the wall: "Get out of the way, I promise it is not difficult for you. You should also know that you cannot defend yourself with just a thin palace wall."

Several deputy commanders of the Black Armored Imperial Guard stood on the wall, looking at Ying Guang below with complex expressions. They knew that Ying Guang was telling the truth. The ten thousand black Armored Imperial Guards were all here and could not stop the other party from moving forward. However, they could not retreat. On the one hand, it was because they had been instilled with the concept of loyalty to the emperor since they were young, and their instincts in their bones did not allow them to do so. On the other hand, it was because Ying Zheng was standing behind the palace gate at this moment!
Chapter completed!