Chapter 184: Anger
"The direction where the Meng Jiajun is going is ......"
On top of the horses beside Li Mu, the deputy general Sima Shang took a deep breath, his eyes widened, he was really afraid of something, it was obvious that the Meng family army had lost patience with them, and went straight to the king of Zhao. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The lightly armored general on the side frowned, looking at the back of the departing Qin Guomeng army, he was both anxious and helpless, just the so-called salary draw from the bottom of the kettle, but that's it, right?
After thinking for a long time, General Wu sandwiched the thin horse under his legs, stepped to Li Mu's horse, and said in a deep voice: "General, you are like a god, this Mengjia army is sure enough, and did not fight with us to stay, but directly took Handan City, this ...... How can this be? ”
"What General Wu said is not bad at all, our army has been fighting for many years, and it has long been tired and weak, and its combat effectiveness can be described as one in ten, how can it resist such a tiger and wolf army of the Mengjia army?"
Sima Shang's expression is also not good-looking, as the so-called family does not know the price of firewood and rice, in the eyes of outsiders, the Warring States may still be the second largest country with infinite scenery and abundant products, but there is bitterness and self-awareness, but it is not for outsiders.
"Hiss......"
Opening his mouth and taking a deep breath, Li Mu also had an incomparably headache at the moment, the generals of the Meng family army were not fools, and Meng Tian would not make such a low-level mistake, it was impossible to stay here with them at all.
In contrast, it is naturally more important for the king of Zhao, as soon as the king is broken, thousands of people of Zhao died in the war, for a time the country is broken, the war smoke fills the earth, and the Zhao country will become the dust of history, and at that time, Li Mu and others are no longer important.
Li Mu was very entangled in his heart, and after a long time, he gritted his teeth, and said with solemn eyes: "Rush to Handan City immediately, and be sure to arrive before the Meng family army arrives, otherwise the situation will be even more embarrassing!" ”
Three thousand iron horsemen galloped on horseback, like a cyan whirlwind and left quickly.
"General, as you expected, Li Muqin led the iron cavalry away, and it seems that the direction is also Handan City!"
Hearing the return of his subordinates, Deputy General Niu Wu frowned slightly, but this result was expected by him in advance, so although he felt tricky, he didn't worry too much.
According to Niu Wu's calculations, at this moment in Handan City, the remaining army is only tens of thousands, although the light armor and weapons are very good, but they are not battle-hardened people, once they fight, their combat effectiveness is not strong.
As for the harassment of Li Mu's three thousand iron cavalry, although Niu Wu was impatient and wanted to kill Li Mu impatiently, he understood better that with only the two legs of the Meng family's army, it was estimated that it would be difficult to catch up in this life.
What's more, what's the good of killing Li Mu and the others, if you can take Handan City, the royal capital of Zhao State, again and again, will you still worry about a little Li Mu when the time comes?
At that time, Li Mu was just a small slave who died in the country
And Niu Wu may not have thought that the mantis catches the cicada yellow finch behind, and the 400,000 Mengjia army led by him is at best just a praying mantis, he thought that the cicada chrysalis was in front of him, and he could not imagine that on the ancient tree behind him, there was a yellow finch watching him quietly.
And what the Yellow Sparrow was waiting for was only waiting for an excellent opportunity to attack quickly and devour him.
On the Qingmang Plain, a hundred miles away, the dense army was neat and tidy, and it burst forward with great speed, and the speed was unbelievable, could this rapid march still be so fast?
The most important point is that the things that these people are carrying, everyone has them, except for a few iron rods and broadswords, all the troops have a sackcloth package when they reach out!
"Bring me the map!"
After marching forward for more than ten miles, Beichen pulled the reins, suddenly stopped, and then he passed down the order, ordered the army to rest quickly, and moved forward again after a quarter of an hour.
When Liu Shaoqing picked up the map from his arms, Beichen Shu unfolded it and looked at the past, but found that the distance was still very far, and at the current speed, it would take at least three days.
At this moment, Liu Shaoqing, the son of the Mo family, saw the direction of Beichen's finger, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said softly: "If you want to go to Handan City, I'm afraid it will take three days."
Hearing this, Beichen nodded, and did not say anything, but carefully calculated how many days it would take for the ordinary army, two days ago he had seen the herdsmen and learned the time when the Qin army was chasing.
Three days ago, yes, it was three days, as the herdsman said, three days ago, a large army passed through here, as for which country's army does not know, but the direction it is heading to is Handan City.
Frowning and calculating the time, after counting the breaths, Beichen raised his head and smiled: "Fortunately, the time is in time, we will march in a hurry in the next few days, pass on the order, if this battle is a big victory, I will reward each of you with five times!"
A year of super-intensive training was not in vain, coupled with the lack of armor, their marching speed was undoubtedly much faster, aside from the combat effectiveness and only the speed, the Mengjia army of the Qin State was not comparable at all.
In the palace of King Zhao, with the news coming one after another, the entire court directly exploded.
"Your Majesty, 'Wu Anjun' Li Mu lost Noon Mountain, and lost more than 100,000 troops of my Zhao State, don't be spared!"
Wu Anjun Li Mu's reputation is too great, as the so-called people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, this is not false at all, Li Mu has a great reputation, and there are naturally some enemies above the court.
Of course, there are still some people who have ulterior motives and don't want Zhao Guo, the pillar of the country, to be alive!
King Zhao clenched the seat tightly in his hand, his brows tightened, and he gritted his teeth with a glint in his eyes for a long time: "The widow will naturally ask General Li about this matter, if this is the case, the widow will not tolerate it!" ”
"No!"
Accompanied by everyone's loud voice, on the white jade steps outside the palace, a loud voice suddenly came: "They are right, they have lost more than 100,000 troops and lost Noon Mountain!" ”
The sound of this knife attracted the attention of countless eyes in an instant, and many people looked at the position of the door, even King Zhao, who was sitting on the throne on a high place, looked over, and a cold glow appeared in his narrowed eyes.
At this moment, Li Mu stepped by step, gradually revealing his figure, and the more he looked up, the clearer he became.
At this time, Li Mu was holding a Fang Tian painting halberd, wearing a dark armor, and strode into the court, he stood alone on the court, and the whole person looked very isolated.
For a long time, Li Mu didn't do anything, but quietly looked at the important ministers around him, looked at their ugly faces, and looked at the sanctimonious King Zhao, his heart was full of compassion, and his heart was half cold.
Thinking of King Zhao's words just now, and then thinking of Beichen's warning words in the past, Li Mu Yangtian laughed...... (To be continued.) )