Chapter 119: The Fall of the Kingdom of Zhao
Dare to resist the dim-witted king's fate.
has set an example for them to be imprisoned in their hearts.
That's the chief.
The soldiers tapped their armor and raised their arms and shouted, "Woo woo! Long live Wu Anjun! Long live the god of war! Long live the god of war! Long live the god of war! โ
In the scorching shout, Li Mu threw a sentence at Han Cang, "Give you a horse, run out of the well in an hour, if you can't, Ben will take you personally." โ
Without waiting for Han Cang's reaction, the mighty god of war strode into the shogunate.
Followed by.
A bronze wall of armor also followed his figure, and this meeting, discussing how to hold on, was still the same as usual, no different.
When it comes out.
It's still the afterimage of the moon.
There was snow flying in the sky, and it fell in pieces, and it fell in pieces.
Li Mu rode out on horseback under his crotch, with a quiver at his waist, and his superb equestrian skills matched his skills, which was really as strong as emptying the waves.
Behind him were more than a dozen generals holding torches and whining and shouting, and the group was as fast as the wind, raising layers of snow and sand, like a boat splitting the waves on the water.
Li Mu's gaze was firmly locked on Han Cang on horseback in front of him.
Han Cang raised his pale little face backwards in despair, and his lips were furrowed with the begging for mercy that had reached the end of the road, "No-"
"Whoaโ"
The howl was instantly buried in the snowstorm.
His chest cavity was shot through, his mouth was wide open, his pupils were dilated, and he fell stiffly on the horse's back, and the blood splattered like a dazzling plum, rolling down several times, and finally frozen.
The generals in the back raised their scimitars, brandished them, and whimpered and shouted.
Can be instantaneous.
They saw the general, who had collected his bow and arrows, continuing to ride his horse forward, and there was a panic for no apparent reason, "General, where are you going?" "General, go any further and you will be out of the well." "General, are you going to explore the border?"
The horses snorted several times, and carried them around like flies.
Li Mu looked back through the wind and snow, hugged his fists deeply at them, and said hoarsely: "Brothers, you don't have to send each other, Li Mu will go!" โ
"General!"
"General! Why should the general abandon us and others! โ
But Li Mu's riding skills are so superb that no one can catch up with them, and they watched Li Mu disappear in front of them, turning into a swept snow foam, and the tears in their eyes dried up and froze on their faces.
Li Mu's message to Zhao State.
It was soon known by the Tiger Wolf Qin State.
The wild wolf lingered for a long time, and then completely woke up, cocking his tail and smelling the smell of the beacon wolf smoke.
First, thousands of people pushed boulders to test the pit, ambush, and clear the barricades, and then they held a shield in their left hand and a sword in their right hand, and rode up on a ladder.
The oil burned half of the city walls black, and the characteristic sassal rocks smashed countless cracked brains and broken corpses under the walls.
The blood flowed like a river, the stench filled the sky, and the sound of the horn sounded like a death.
Arrows rain down like locusts.
Shouting, shouting, screaming, groaning.
The vultures circled the sky like black clouds, coldly looking down.
The sound of killing is endless, and the flag is waving.
As soon as the main general left, this group of Zhao generals suddenly fell into chaos, and the deputy general held the handful of "pears" handed to him by Li Mu before leaving, gritted his teeth, and Li Mu's words sounded in his head, "Zhao people, I would rather die in battle than surrender!" โ
Put on the manager's cape.
His eyes burst with blood, his chest shook, and he roared: "Fight!" โ
*
Handan, not far away.
Yang Duanhe led a large army to attack the city.
On the streets of Handan City, all the merchants closed their doors, the ground seemed to be blown by a strong wind, and it was ruined, and the food in the city was in a hurry, and the Zhao people were brave and brave, and they would rather starve to death themselves, and they would save a mouthful of food for the Zhao soldiers who resisted the Qin people.
Now everyone closed the door and shrank still.
A pair of numb and ruthless eyes peeked out of the window through the crack in the door, grasped the farming tools, and waited for the time when the city was broken, so that they could wait for the opportunity to slash the Qin army, avenge the father, the husband, and the son.
Inside the Lee Mansion.
Li Mu's wife lifted her eyelids on the couch.
She was full of white hair, her body was withered, and she muttered, "The old woman just had a strange dream, how did the old man who hadn't seen me for ten years tell me that he was coming back today, let me pick him up at the door."
trembling on crutches.
She walked alone through the hallway, her face suddenly flushed.
"He also said that he wanted to come back to see his grandchildren, he guarded the Yanmen Gate for most of his life, and went to guard the country, and his grandchildren didn't see each other once, but now he remembers that there are grandchildren."
"Phew, this bad old man, who has been fighting outside for so many years, wants to make a play, wants to make fun of the old woman, no matter how he plays prestige outside, he enters the mansion and closes the door, and the old woman still can't give him a good face."
Her collapsed face seemed to have a vague charm.
Spicy with a straight stunned.
The footsteps did not stop, and the mouth counted: "Three children, the eldest son died in the war, not a single child was left, the second son left two grandsons before he died in the war, and the two grandsons have grown up now, the eldest married a daughter-in-law and went to the battlefield, but left a great-grandson." The little one went to the battlefield without marrying a daughter-in-law, became a striker general, and then died within two or three years. โ
"The third son-in-law became an official, not long ago angered King Zhao, died in the hands of King Zhao, the eldest grandson was killed, the eldest great-grandson and the second great-granddaughter were strangled to death, the second granddaughter and the grandson-in-law were beaten to death, I heard that there was a small one still in the belly, and the youngest grandson was hidden in the stone kiln by a kind official, but he was suffocated to death."
"If you think about it, there is only one great-grandson left."
The old woman thought for a moment and woke up, "Oh, I forgot to forget, I forgot to be useless when I was old, and I forgot to starve to death half a month ago." Or the old woman buried it with her own hands. โ
He complained again, "Bad old man, who told you not to look at you for a few years, not for more than ten years, and now you can't see a single one if you want to, they are all turned into a pile of bones and buried in the back mountain, and when you come back, the old wife can take you to see the grave." โ
The sunset at the gate of the house melted, and the glow fell.
The old woman was alone, and when she was tired of standing, she sat by the mottled door, her eyelids were worn, drowsy, and next to her was the crutches that Ai Lang had bent for her, which had been worn out by time.
"Jingle bellโ"
"Jingle bellโ"
In the wide street, the wind is blowing, and a horse walks over with its hooves, and the bell rings again and again, as if it is constantly calling for the soul of a lost soul to return home.
It hung its head and knelt before the old woman, screaming bitterly.
Tears fell.
The old woman trembled and reached out to caress it, watching her five fingers gradually turn into white bones, "Bad old man, come back and be scolded, you can still afford to go home and take a look." โ
*
Rao is Li Mu died, but Zhao Guo still insisted on it for a year.
It was not until 228 BC that Handan, the capital of Zhao, was broken by the Qin army.
Far away from the great prosperity of the generals and the harmony of the ministers, the people were fierce and the combat power made the world look sideways, but the Zhao State, which had been competing with the Qin State for more than ten years, entered an unimaginable dark end.
lost Zhao Haolianpo and other good generals to lead the troops to fight.
Without Lin Xiangru Yu Qing's good ministers, who else can thwart the enemy with a sharp edge? Who else can cover this all-winded national ancestry?
Zhao Wangqian was so frightened that his face turned pale.
Looking at the flying flames of war, the wreckage of the corpses and the heads rolling to his feet, he went directly out of his body, "Surrender!" Surrender! Stop it! Surrender! Are you fighting like this?! Surrender! Tell the Qin people quickly, tell the King of Qin, this king surrenders!"
Outside, the bloody defender of the city with a scimitar approached.
Suddenly he lifted his collar, and his chest was wrapped in the fury of the prairie fire, "The bad seed that can't be helped, the dog miscellaneous!" You prick up your ears to Lao Tzu and listen, Zhao Chong swears not to surrender!! No drop! No drop! Remember it for Lao Tzu! โ
"I hear you."
Zhao Qian's brain buzzed, swallowed his saliva, and crawled back on the ground.
Stains of yellow urine dragged the floor.
Until a gorgeous gold silk skirt appeared in front of him, he picked it up and was about to drill into it, and said in a trembling voice: "Niangniang. A lot of people died, and I'm scared."
A fair-skinned, gold-ringed hand caressed his head lovingly.
Stopped him from all his movements.
The back ears of the prostitute are equipped with a beaded ring with openwork flowers, a gold-ringed jade orb around her neck, wearing a palace satin pleated gold silk skirt, her golden waterfall hair hangs down her waist, and she smiles very enchantingly, which is incompatible with this heavy court, "Good son, don't be afraid, it's a group of mortals who are afraid of something, giggles, when you are promoted to immortal, and a group of people who only care about fighting and killing, it's not all the mud under your feet." โ
"What? Litre. Litre. Immortal! โ
The prostitute helped him up, her blue eyes rolled, and she said softly: "Now the good creation of our mother and daughter is thanks to the handwriting of a white immortal, if not, I am a hen demon, you are a rooster demon, how can I curl up in Zhao State, be the queen of this Zhao country, the king, sit firmly on this supreme throne, my good son, you might as well think about it carefully." โ
Zhao Qian's head was cloudy for a while.
But he could only hold on to this life-saving straw in front of him, "Mother, where is the white immortal, hurry up and ask to see him!" โ
"Giggles, don't be a mortal with these delicate panics."
She patted his head, Zhao Qian's head shrank, and he snorted, "Mother, mother"
"Come with your mother, your good days are still ahead."
Passing through the corpses and stepping on the bulging eyes, the ghosts of the Zhao Wanggong who had died too many people were all over the place, cruising here like a ghost fish, right up, right down, detour left and bottom, left and right, shuttling non-stop, with malice into a net and crashed over.
"Okay, the queen of prostitution, the chicken demon, King Zhao, the evil obstacle!"
"It's all a group of you evil obstacles, who dare to disturb the Zhao country and harm the Zhao people!"
"My father, my white-haired mother! My starving son! Take your life! โ
There were even a few corpses that had residual heat and jumped up.
The prostitute swept his sleeve robe, looked at each other coldly, and took the little rooster directly through this dense group of ghosts, the ghosts were formless and substantial, and did not splash the slightest ripple.
Stop in the back garden.
The white shadow stood there, like a faint brushstroke.
Even if the flowers are crushed into mud and dust, the prosperity is ancient, and the mirage collapses like floating smoke.
But he always has the insight into all the hidden coldness of the world.
Permeabilizes the bone marrow.
"The little demon meets the white immortal, this is the evil seed of the little demon."
After prostitution, Zhao Wangqian, who was full of shame, knelt down, "Don't hurry up and meet your benefactor!" โ
Zhao Wangqian was busy kowtowing: "Meet the white immortals, meet the white immortals, meet the white immortals. Meet and see" kowtowed and bled out, and said, "The little one has heard that decades ago, the white immortals of Handan threw gold like flowing water overnight, squandered gold like soil, and then turned stones into gold in the palace of Zhao Wang, and today I can see it, it is really a blessing for the little demon Sansheng." โ
"Giggle."
After prostitution, she raised her orchid finger and pressed it to her lips, smiling loudly, "Little demon, this evil seed, giggles, mortals can't read all the ancient books of Jingwei and Longitude, but they are just born and called in their mouths, immortals, immortals, immortals, immortals, and I have admired you for decades." โ
"Oh? Is it. โ
He turned, and seemed to be extremely pleasant, his lips slightly hooked.
The long and narrow fox eyes looked a few times on the top of the little rooster's head, stretched out his long, pointed palms, and beckoned, "Come here, show me you." โ
"Go quickly, the White Immortal is going to teach you the way of immortality! Seek good fortune and avoid evil in the future! The prostitute was overjoyed in her heart, and hurriedly pulled the sleeve of the little, "Go, go, show respect." โ
The little rooster hears immortality.
I almost danced in excitement, and hurriedly rolled over to worship.
The queen of prostitution still thinks in her heart that she is worthy of being a great immortal, and she doesn't talk about those nonsense in the sky and the moon, and she has fulfilled her words.
It's just that the smile hasn't had time to spread on the face.
She saw that her own son was in the hands of the white immortals, and the human skin was scattered, the internal organs were turned to ashes, and the limbs were rotten.
"Ahh Yikes! Yikes! Giggles! โ
The terrifying and high-pitched cries of the hen pierced the back garden, leaving an old hen dead in the ground.
Scattered next to it is a palace satin pleated gold silk skirt, seven or eight gold rings, openwork bead rings and jade rings, which were all picked up by the palace people who fled first, and then the body was dismantled by a group of hungry Zhao soldiers.
The sky is thundering.
The rain was pouring down.
The flames of war burning on the ground were extinguished, and the ragged battle flags fluttered on the chariots, blowing so much that I don't know whether it was the east wind, or the east, west, north, south, and north winds.
This is the Ganlin that the Zhao people crave the most.
I don't know if it's the water of the East Sea, or the water of the West Sea, or the water of the North and South Seas.
Fierce ambition.
Under the city wall, there were waves of black people riding horses, the Qin flag was shaking, the rain washed the armor brightly, and everyone was looking up at the city wall. The scene in front of them smashed down on their hearts with a loud bang, as if it coincided with the drumbeat of the siege of the city.
"Boom-" "Boom-"
The people of Zhao stood in line on the city wall.
screaming angrily, he picked up his child and jumped down.
layer 1.
Layer by layer.
Flesh and bone on flesh and bones.
Giggles, is this piece yours or his.
After the land of Zhao was occupied, the doctors of Zhao fled north to Dai and jointly supported Wang Jia of Zhao to continue to resist. In 222 BC, the Qin army destroyed the king of Zhao, and Zhao was destroyed.