The autumn wind was whirling, and Zhao Wuming's face was full of loneliness, strolling among the woods not far from the house. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe scene that happened outside the east gate two days ago came to mind, and I immediately smiled bitterly. As a father, he left his own son outside the city and left him to fend for himself. How much hatred does it take to make King Zhao make such a move. At the beginning, in the house, the bitter memories of the past ten years surfaced, and it coincided with the sound of hundreds of forbidden soldiers drawing their swords one after another, which made me lose my mind.

King Zhao's anger and the indifferent eyes that belonged to King Zhao that appeared in his heart made him completely lose his mind. A self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he sighed. Those fifty boards finally defeated the illusion in my heart. As the saying goes: Since ancient times, emperors have been ruthless, and it seems that this statement is not false at all.

A light door opened, and two soldiers walked out of it with wine, and respectfully handed it to Zhao Wuming: "Lord, just now my subordinates went to serve wine and met the prime minister." The prime minister said that the lord has not returned to Seoul for more than ten days, and if he has spare time, he will ask the lord to return to Seoul."

"Lone knows, you just wait here, Lone wants to be quiet for a while." Zhao Wuming didn't take the wine jug and glass, just replied lightly, and then walked forward.

When the two soldiers heard the order, they didn't dare to step forward, so they could only stand respectfully and respectfully holding the wine.

The fallen leaves were blown off by the autumn wind, as if there were countless voices in the ears, sadness, anger, helplessness, all gathered into those cold eyes. The words of the guard just now came to mind, as if it brought a trace of warmth to my heart. Prime Minister Xiao He, Lord of Seoul Zhao Wuming. This thought exploded like thunder, and countless voices disappeared in an instant. Perhaps Zhao Wuming in the modern world is the future, the fourth prince of Zhao is the past, and the lord of Seoul is the present.

"Xiao Zhan, I want to go to Seoul to spend this life, what do you think?" Zhao Wuming subconsciously asked in the air, go to his fourth son of Zhao, go to his King Zhao, and go to his siege of Handan. Since he is already the lord of Seoul, why do you still have to look at the face of the so-called father, why do you want to leave your life and death to that indifferent and ruthless person.

Xiao Zhan appeared in front of Zhao Wuming and stretched out his hands at him: "Although the host's experience in the first two days is sympathetic, but Ben Xiaozhan regrets to tell you that this is not a good thing to pay attention to."

"Why not? I'm fed up with the rights and wrongs of Handan, so I'm going to Seoul to dominate the northern grasslands. Then on the northern border of the Zhao State, hoard a large army. Let the king of Zhao also taste the misery of being frightened every day." Thinking of the sharp arrow and the deadly chariot during the safari, as well as the scene he had experienced at the East Gate two days ago, Zhao Wuming almost roared.

Xiao Zhan shook his head as he listened to the roar, and pointed up his fingers to Zhao Wuming and explained: "The host actually has restrictions on the relocation order, for example, if the host goes to Seoul through the relocation order, once it exceeds eight hours in Seoul, it will be forcibly repatriated. Also, once the system determines that the host has entered the battlefield, the relocation order will be invalidated. For example, if the host goes out on an expedition in Seoul, the eight hours and time of the relocation order will be frozen, and after the expedition is over, the relocation order will continue to calculate the time."

"What about the pro-soldiers? If the soldiers go from Seoul to Handan through the relocation order, will they be affected by the eight-hour period?" Listening to Xiao Zhan talk about the restrictions of the relocation order, the anger in Zhao Wuming's heart instantly turned into disappointment.

Xiao Zhan pointed to the pro-soldier standing in the distance, showing a hint of a smile: "The birth of the pro-soldier is to protect the safety of the host, how can the system make such restrictions." As long as Handan City is not judged to be a battlefield, the host can pass the relocation order and let the soldiers travel freely between the two cities."

"If I hadn't gone to Seoul through the relocation order, would I have had the eight-hour limit?" As soon as this sentence came out, I regretted it, not to mention the distance between Seoul and the dangers it faced. Just talking about King Zhao, how could he let him leave Zhao Kingdom.

Xiao Zhan heard the inquiry, thought for a moment and then nodded: "The host's guess is correct, if the host himself goes through a lot of hardships to get to Seoul, then there will naturally be no limit." It's just that Ben Xiaozhan solemnly reminded the host that the host should not do such a stupid thing unless it is absolutely necessary."

"I can naturally imagine the danger of this matter, how can I do such a thing unless it is absolutely necessary. When I first went out to fight against the small tribes of the Xiongnu, the military advisor once told me. As long as you increase the level of the city, the size of your personal soldiers will be expanded. If there is a personal army of 100,000 people, there is no place in the world where it is great." Thinking of Zhang Liang's words, combined with the current situation, the anger in his heart gradually dissipated. It's really not a loss to be a military advisor, and as far away as Seoul, just from a few words, he found the most beneficial solution for himself.

Xiao Zhan smiled, and was about to say something, when suddenly there was a noisy sound.

A long convoy appeared on the road ahead of the woods, and a wagon was overwhelmed and suddenly fell to the ground. Then the whip and the sound of begging for mercy gradually reached the ears.

"Bold, how do you drive the carriage, if you stumble over it. When you return home, will you take on this responsibility? “。

"The roads here are really difficult to walk, and we did our best with potholes."

"Do your best? How dare you say you do your best? I don't think you want to live anymore."

As soon as the words fell, several men with whips approached. At the quibbling coachman and the people accompanying him, he waved it directly, and then the wail sounded.

A man who looked like a steward, with a vicious look on his face, glared at the beaten coachman and the people accompanying him: "You guys are really going to do your best?" Then why don't you hold the carriage for me? How dare you quibble".

"Steward, you can do well, spare us this time."

"Next time, next time we won't dare again."

"If we are killed, who in this wilderness will be able to transport this cart of things to Handan City."

The steward frowned when he heard the words: "Inside this car is the good wood and edge wood that our King Wei has worked so hard to find." It was donated by our King Wei to King Zhao and specially used to build Tantai. If you destroy the wood this time, we can't afford to pay for all of us."

"We in charge know that we are wrong, and we will not dare next time."

"What's next time? How can this be justified, come and give me a hard blow."

The whips swung harder, and the wails rang louder than louder. Zhao Wuming followed the wind and heard it clearly in the woods.

Good talent, edge wood? While he was thinking, Xiao Zhan disappeared a little in front of Zhao Wuming.

A virtual interface opened, and the words on it gradually appeared: In 355 BC, Wei Jin offered good timber and edge wood. King Zhao Cheng used it to establish Tantai as a show of force, and relations with various countries deteriorated rapidly. In order to avenge his past revenge, the king of Wei prepared to attack Handan in 354.

Zhao Wuming was shocked in his heart, only to feel that he was already surrounded by thousands of troops and horses of the Wei State at this time. Good timber and edge wood, will the siege of Handan be far away? Thinking of the situation he is facing now, he made a ruthless decision in his heart. It seems that he has to speed up his pace, otherwise the siege of Handan will be the time when he will die.

A relocation order turned into a gate of light, and Zhao Wuming immediately walked in. When you come out this time, you must have the power to protect yourself.