Wukong, Zhao Guo is now Wu Anjun.

Li Mu, Zhao Guoqian Wu Anjun.

Now Wu Anjun knelt on the ground and greeted the former Wu Anjun.

The 40,000 Zhao army didn't feel anything wrong, and there was always only one Wu Anjun in the Zhao Kingdom.

Li Mu, who was in white, took a deep breath and held his breath, not wanting to shed tears in front of 40,000 people.

How can such a countryman not let him fight for it all his life?

I'm sorry for him, it's those nobles who live in the temple, not the Zhao Min who believes in him in front of him.

The monarch and the ministers are responsible for the military security, and the people are not responsible for it.

Zhao Guo can die.

Zhao people, the more you live, the better.

Although the Zhao people will regard themselves as the Qin people in the future, although the iron-blooded Zhao character will not be the text in the future.

But at least, the Zhao people, who are called Qin people, can live much better than the original.

Li Mu didn't want much.

He just wants that next winter, in this land of people who wear Hu clothes and live generous people, no one will freeze to death or starve to death, just like in Hangu Pass.

Li Mu was convinced that the person sitting on the throne would not be divided between Qin and Zhao. The new Qin people on the land of Zhao and the old Qin people in Guanzhong are treated the same way, and they are both regarded as Qin people.

[Zhao Guo, Li Mu is no more.] ]

Zhao Wu Anjun shouted the first sentence at the 40,000 Zhao army.

"Stand up! Don't kneel! ”

Zhao Jun, who stood up, became a new Qin person.

There were 40,000 more people in Wu'an City.

Under Wukong's instructions, Li Mu cleared out all the nobles in the 40,000 army, and these old nobles of Zhao resisted fiercely and ordered the army that should have belonged to him to attack Li Mu, but with little success.

Except for the brainwashed pro-soldiers they have cultivated since childhood, almost all the recruited soldiers have turned back. Wu Anjun will not harm the Zhao people, this is a promise made by Li Mu with his life and achievements.

Li Mu set up a table of banquets, feasted Wukong, and washed the dust for Wukong's return to Qin.

As soon as the food is served, water is used instead of wine, and three bottles are punished.

"Zhao Guo's battle, the first credit should have been yours, and this matter is I, Li Mu, am sorry for you."

Without Wukong taking an army of 40,000 out of Handan and going thousands of miles to surrender, Li Xin would not have been able to take Handan City independently. What you want for a thousand-mile rush is fast, that is, a quick victory.

Once caught in a stalemate in the offensive and defensive tug-of-war, Zhao Cheng, who passed by along the way, would let Li Xin suffer the consequences.

cut off the grain road, sent troops to cooperate with Handan, east, west, north and south, attacked it in all directions, and educated Li Xin not to make the mistake of not fighting in the city in the next life, and the first achievement became the first death.

"That's it.

"As long as you go to Handan City, Handan City will be broken, and the first credit will be yours."

Wukong shook his head, he didn't know that Li Mu wanted his nephew Li Xin to attack Handan.

Wherever Li Mu, Wu Anjun, goes, Zhao Guo will fall, and whether he brings soldiers and horses out of Handan or not, the result is the same.

Strictly speaking, Wukong led 40,000 Zhao troops out of Handan to surrender, and such a great achievement was given by Li Mu. With such a great merit, Gao Jue Houlu is close at hand, just waiting for the reward for meritorious deeds.

Even if Wukong doesn't do anything in the second half of his life, he can enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth.

He was still young, less than twenty. According to normal development, it is best to become the pillar of Qin, build the beam of Qin, and at worst, become the mainstay of Qin.

The future is bright, limitless, and the future can be expected.

Wukong picked up the wine bottle and drank three of them.

"Wukong, thank you Wu Anjun for your reward!"

After thanking Li Mu, he sat in his seat blankly, seemingly staring at the steaming steamed fish in front of him, but in fact, he didn't focus at all.

Li Mu was a little embarrassed and didn't notice Wukong's strange appearance.

[It is worthy of being a person who has been given a name and surname by His Majesty, and he is much better than his nephew who is not a weapon.] ]

A little speechless, he took a mouthful of mutton and chewed it in his mouth, chewing the mutton until it was soft, telling the truth.

"Mu asked the nephew who didn't make it to go to Handan."

Wukong replied casually and continued to sit in a daze.

Li Mu finally discovered the abnormality of this young man, he was not happy, he was a little lonely, this really didn't look like a person who had made great achievements, but it was like he had lost a battle.

"I'm older, so I'll call your name."

Li Mu said that this sentence is to release goodwill, and the name can only be called by close elders and superiors.

Although Wukong is the future of the Qin State, with Li Mu's current status, no matter who is present, they will only think that it is Wukong who climbs Li Mu, because Li Mu is the present of the Qin State.

In the land of Zhao State, the second emperor did not have Li Mu to make a good envoy in person.

"But because of the trouble, I said to the pastor, and the pastor tried his best to help."

Wukong's eyes gradually became bright, and just as he was about to speak, his face suddenly turned pale, and his blood faded.

His lips began to tremble first, and then he spoke.

"What did you just say?"

He stood up slowly with his hands on the table, his hands trembling, and every plate on the table and the chicken, duck, fish, and wine on the table were trembling.

Li Mu was puzzled, frowned, and pressed his palm on the table, intending to calm down the clanging sound before speaking.

[How is this child thinking about reacting so much to this matter?] ]

"You say, you want Li Xin to go to Handan? When? ”

The original words of gratitude were all turned into questions.

"Three days ago, this was the fault of the pastor, you sat down to eat wine, and the pastor compensated"

Before Li Mu finished speaking, Wukong suddenly broke out.

"Naigong eats your mother!"

The future of the Qin State overturned the current wine banquet of the Qin State, and the sound of the cups and plates falling to the ground resounded.

Li Mu's face sank.

It's his selfish intention to give the first credit to his nephew, and he admits that he is at fault, but what does this have to do with you?

Li Muhuo is big.

Wukong on the opposite side was even more murderous, looking at his eyes, it seemed that he would attack and take Li Mu's life in the next second.

But for some reason, Wukong didn't continue to attack, and hurriedly turned around and left, flying as fast as he could.

Soon, Li Mu received a report from the soldiers, and Wukong wanted to transfer 300 soldiers to Handan.

"Release."

Li Mu was not swayed by emotions and did not stop him.

After pondering for a quarter of an hour, he took three thousand elite horsemen and hurried to Handan behind Wukong.

If his unsuccessful nephew started to attack as soon as he got the news, the banner of the word "Qin" should be hanging on the head of Handan City at this moment.

Li Xin rode his horse and galloped wildly, followed by Gai Nie, and Handan was in front of him.

"Siege!"

At the sound of Li Xin's order, the Qin army attacked Handan, which had little or no defense, and was completely defenseless.

As soon as he got the letter, Li Xin gave up the city that he was about to capture.

Gather the army, check the grain and grass, find the nearest route to Handan, and start the attack.

Along the way, Li Xin passed through thirteen cities, none of which were attacked.

The thirteen city guards listened in horror as the horses' hooves approached and farthered, and felt like they had walked at the gate of the Yama Palace.

They didn't know why the Qin army didn't fight.

Although it seems that the direction of the Qin army is exactly where the Zhao capital Handan is, they don't think about the direction in which the Qin army is attacking Handan, which is not in line with the art of war.

Handan is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and twenty times cannot be broken immediately.

With the strength of Handan, if you can't eat this Qin army, you can drag it out, and when the time comes, Li Xin, who goes deep into the hinterland, will be a lamb to be slaughtered, and will be besieged and killed by more than a dozen city reinforcements.

They sent scouts to Handan, reported Li Xin's passing and unattacked, and waited for the court's decree.

For a few days or ten days, the court's decree did not wait, and the news of the court's demise came.

The capital of Zhao Handan was broken by Li Xin, and Zhang Er, the king of Zhao, and the full hall of civil and military were all beheaded, and none of them escaped.

Li Xin stood in front of King Zhao's palace, surrounded by soldiers coming and going, crying and screaming for mercy, his voice was noisy and uneasy, as long as he was a normal person, he could not be affected.

Li Xin couldn't hear anything, and he had a feeling of dreaming.

He, the Qin general Li Xin, captured Handan and won the first credit in the battle to liberate Zhao State?

In the era of the first kings, this was the work of destroying the country.

With this credit, can his nineteenth-rank Guan Neihou be replaced by the twentieth-rank Chehou? At least it's a big step forward.

He has imagined making great contributions countless times, and he has always wanted to make great contributions, otherwise he would not have stood up when the god of war Wang Jian said that he could not attack Chu unless he had 600,000, and said that 200,000 could capture the state of Chu.

It is better to offend the first person in the Qin military than to give Fight a chance, he is the most radical person among the famous generals of the Qin State.

The great achievement that he once longed for was already in his hands, but Li Xin did not have much joy in his confidence, because he knew that this merit should have belonged to his uncle, Li Mu.

The work of destroying the country was done by him Li Xin himself, but it was also his uncle who put Zhao Guo under his Qin sword.

"Without an uncle, what is faith?"

He muttered to himself.

"Do what you have to do."

The Sword Master can't stand it anymore, a master will be sad here? Is that what you're supposed to do? The cold-faced swordsman had the feeling of reminding the eldest prince in the Xuanniao Palace.

Isn't it a good thing to have elders paving the way? It's a fart.

If the second-generation children have to leave the family and start their own business, they have to prove that they don't rely on their parents, and then lose money, why bother?

With the help of your parents, you can make a bigger company than your parents' company, or let your parents' company go to the next level, isn't that proof?

If you want to prove yourself, you should use your performance to make better results, instead of thinking about getting rid of the help and running naked, which is either stupid or rebellious.

"Thank you."

Li Xin held the junior ceremony.

The famous sword saint on the rivers and lakes is not in the eyes of him, the general, and no matter how great the reputation of the people is, it is in vain.

But my uncle's friend, Mr. Gai in Xianyang Palace, the favorite minister of the former king, and the doorman with a code name under His Majesty.

No matter which of these titles is taken out, it will make Li Xin treat him differently, not to mention that he is still under the protection of Gai Nie.

The imperial general, who was no longer cranky, had cold lightning in his eyes and gave orders ruthlessly.

"There are titles, official bodies, the four major chambers of commerce, those who enrich the whole city, and the three clans."

Following the Wei state, the Zhao state also ushered in the Great Purge.

In the main hall of the court meeting in the palace of King Zhao, King Zhao sat on the throne with Zhang Er high, surrounded by Qin soldiers in the middle, and there was no fear on his face, only anger.

Li Xin entered the hall, followed by the white-clothed Gai Nie.

Zhang Er recognized the two at a glance.

Li Xin, a famous general, knew his face as early as when he was a guest of Xinling Jun, and Gai Nie repeatedly attempted assassination.

"Where's Wukong!"

Zhang Er was furious, and the roar resounded through the hall.

"Tell him to get out of here and see me! He betrayed me! ”

Li Xingang was about to answer.

Seeing the King of Wei dying for the country, and hearing that the King of Qi was generous to death, Li Xin, who was arrogant to the Wei envoy Zhou Ji, was willing to give a king respect before he died.

A bright light, connecting the heavens and the earth, filled with sword energy.

I saw a white shadow flashing, as if I had seen a ghost in the daytime when the sun was in the sky.

The next moment, the white-clothed Sword Saint, who was originally standing behind Li Xin, stood in front of Zhang Er, his hand on the hilt of the sword, and the long sword at his waist was in the sheath.

"Nie killed tens of thousands of people who died in vain!"

The Sword Saint was full of anger, and he rarely had an expression.

"Get out!"

Zhang Er, who knew that he would die, was not afraid of death, and slapped Gai Nie on the body.

At the moment, he just wants to see his Wukong, the Wukong who is an apprentice and a son, raised from childhood to adulthood!

Gai Nie didn't move at all, how could Zhang Er push the Sword Saint?

He didn't move, he opened his ears and moved.

Zhang Er angrily bypassed Gai Nie, his body twisted suddenly, and he moved quickly to the right.

The left side of his head slipped and fell, and blood from his neck sprayed three feet high.

Juggernaut holds the hilt of the sword, not drawing the sword, but returning the sword.

Zhang Er, the last king of the Wei Dynasty, died of hatred.

Four days later, Wukong arrived in Handan, followed by Li Mu.

Although the weather was very cool, four days had passed after all, and Zhang Er's body had already stinked and had grown corpse spots.

But compared to other corpses, Zhang Er was not bad, and his status as King Zhao asked him to keep the corpse. The other dead bodies were piled up together and burned into a fire.

The ashes are all mixed together, and it is impossible to tell who is who is without being blown away by the wind.

Wukong knelt in front of Zhang Er and lay on Zhang Er's body, as if he couldn't smell the stench of the corpse, couldn't detect the disgusting of carrion, like a young beast seeking warmth on the corpse of a mother beast.

If he knew that Li Mu would want Li Xin to attack quickly, he would have asked Zhang Er to go to Hudi as soon as he left.

He thought that he would lead 40,000 Zhao troops to surrender, Li Mu would attack Handan, and Zhang Er, who got the news in advance, would have time to escape. He had already reminded Zhang Er before he traveled and fled to Hudi, he didn't want Zhang Er to die.

His shoulders shrugged, tears were silent, and he whimpered.

Li Mu, Li Xin, and Gai Nie looked at him so sad, but they didn't know how to comfort him.

Wukong grew up beside Zhang Er, who raised him and trusted him as his own.

It's true that he is a human being, but seventy percent of his time at this age has been by Zhang Er's side, and the other thirty percent includes the ignorant period before the age of three.

"Uncle Chen was killed by me."

Goku looked up, unaware of the three people behind him.

His face, on the placket of his chest, was stained with black blood, and it also emitted a foul smell.

His face was full of tears and snot, and he was full of sorrow.

He raised his hand and muttered his face, sucked back his snot, and smiled.

He pulled out his dagger and plunged it into his heart without hesitation.

"Father, Wukong pleads with you."

He is a human being, and it was Chang Anjun who gave him a second life. Destroy the Zhao State, and the grace will be over.

Zhang Er raised him, and he repaid him with his body.

The future of the Great Qin Empire, not the future.

After a few more days, Meng Tian and Lian Po rushed to Handan and worshiped Wukong, but they were speechless for a long time.

In the first year of the second emperor, on April 23, the state of Zhao fell.

At this time, it was not a month before the fall of Wei.