The black flag fluttered outside Huaiyin City, and the camp was continuous.

This Qin army trekked all the way from Yuedi to Huaiyin, although the soldiers were eager to return to their hometowns, but after a long march, they were tired and hard after all, and it was difficult to continue the march.

Therefore, the main general Zhao Tuo ordered to set up a camp outside Huaiyin City, let the soldiers rest for three days, and at the same time supply grain and straw through the Qin army boat division on Huaishui.

Although it was said to be resting and bathing, Zhao Tuo did not sit in the barracks, but sent people to find the "Wild Relic Sage".

"Is there really Han Shin?"

Zhao Tuo put down the slip in his hand that recorded the military information and looked up at Li Shang.

Under the city of Huaiyin, a meal is a thousand gold.

The humiliation of the crotch has been passed down through the ages.

Since Zhao Tuo came to the land of Huaiyin, he would naturally think of that peerless soldier immortal who was famous through the ages.

The last time Zhao Tuo came to Huaiyin, because he was in an important stage of the battle between Qin and Chu, he had to lead his army to fight the main force of the Chu army of Xiong Qi and Xiang Yan, and he had no energy to pay attention to other things. After the battle was over, he immediately followed the orders of the King of Qin and led his troops south to chase the traitor Xiong Qi, and he couldn't spare a little time.

Now that the battle is finally over, if you don't take the opportunity to find Han Xin on the return trip, it will be really in vain.

"General Yu, Han Xin's father is named Han Jia, who is a Korean remnant in the past, and moved to Huaiyin when Korea perished. The person who the general asked for Han Xin was the son of Han Jia, and according to the last general, he was just eight years old this year. ”

Li Shang surrendered his hand and reported to the general that they had only obtained the news after a day's inquiry.

At the same time, Li Shang was very curious, he didn't know how the general could be interested in an eight-year-old child?

And looking at the appearance of the general, he already knew his name, so he let himself go to investigate.

"Eight years old."

Zhao Tuo rubbed his temples.

At this age, in the next generation, he is a primary school student who has just entered the third grade, right?

Moreover, this era uses a fictitious age to calculate the age, and if it is really calculated according to the age of the later generations, it is up to the second grade.

Han Shin at the elementary school level.

Zhao Tuo's mood that fluctuated when he heard the name of "Han Xin" instantly calmed down.

But it's normal to think about it, now that the Qin State has not unified the world, this time point is a little too early.

Among the several influential figures in the late Qin Dynasty in history, except for Liu Bang, who is only three years younger than Qin Shi Huang and has reached adulthood.

Xiang Yu and Han Xin are still just little kids, the kind that Zhao Tuo can knock down with one punch.

"After Han Xinnai was a Han, he moved to Huaiyin with his father, which makes sense."

Zhao Tuo's heart moved slightly.

In the history books of later generations, Han Xin's life history is unclear, and no one knows Han Xin's origin, let alone the situation of Han Xin's parents' clan. Probably because he was wiped out by Empress Lu, and the information recording Han Xin's life and family was also destroyed.

Even when Sima Qian wrote a biography of Han Xin, he seemed very helpless, so he could only go to the people of Huaiyin to search for rumors and stories about Han Xin among the local people.

However, from these stories and anecdotes, some clues can also be seen.

Han Xin is tall, but he doesn't give birth, he wanders around with a sword all day long, sends food from people, and can't afford to eat and still holds a shelf.

The drifting mother gave him food, this person was obviously poor, and he had no next meal after eating, and he could still say the words "there will be recompense in the future". Such a posture is a living image of a down-and-out aristocratic child.

And what the drifting mother said, "I mourn the king and grandson and eat", the so-called expression of the king and grandson is the meaning of the prince and the grandson. Qin annihilated the Six Kingdoms, and the princes and grandsons of various countries fell to the bottom of the people, and they were still honored by people as "kings and grandsons, sons", and then developed later, they became the commonly used honorific titles in later generations. The drifting mother may have heard of Han Xin's life experience, so she called him a king and grandson.

Coupled with Han Xin's familiarity with military books and his ambitions, under a series of combinations, his life experience can never be an ordinary civilian.

If Han Shin is a Korean nobleman who moved to Huaiyin to escape the war when Korea was destroyed, it is quite consistent.

"At the age of eight, my parents are still alive, and it is not good to win people's love."

Zhao Tuo shook his head, if Han Xin was a teenager, he could take him away and train him as an attendant.

But it's a pity that the other party is just an eight-year-old kid now, and for Zhao Tuo, who wants to set foot on the battlefield at any time, it is completely inappropriate to bring an eight-year-old child by his side.

Even if you don't consider the dangers of the battlefield, just the long journey of hundreds or thousands of miles, all kinds of water and soil adaptation, headache and brain fever and other diseases during the southern and northern wars. In this era of medical ignorance, it is enough to kill an eight-year-old child.

If you throw it in Xianyang, it's even worse, what if you get out of the environment and keep it wasted?

Therefore, Zhao Tuo extinguished his heart to take Han Xin away, but since he came here, it would be a pity not to see him.

"If you don't take it away now, it doesn't mean that you can't let him become my person."

Zhao Tuo squinted, and his fingers lightly tapped the simple paper on the wooden case.

……

In a forest about a kilometer from the barracks.

Han Xin quickly climbed a big tree, stretched his head again, and looked at the Qin military camp in the distance.

The black Qin flag fluttered in the wind.

Although his father often told him that the Korea where their ancestral temple was located was destroyed by this group of Qin troops wearing black armor and holding black flags, he must stay away and be careful.

But Han Xin always took advantage of his father's inattention, and slipped to the nearby Qin camp again and again to watch.

He didn't like the Qin army, but he admired the main general of the Qin army.

Fight against the water, embattled, destroy the country and capture the king, and the war exploits are famous all over the world!

The various honors on that man are full of endless attraction for a child who loves military books and yearns for heroes and famous generals.

"General Zhao should be going back to Qin."

Han Xin's face was a little reluctant, although he had never seen General Zhao before, as long as he could secretly watch near this military camp, he was already satisfied.

Of course, the reason why he came here to watch was not only to see the legendary General Zhao with his own eyes. In fact, he also wanted to see how General Zhao trained his soldiers, and just hearing the sound of war drums coming from the barracks made his blood boil.

It's a pity that the Qin army's stationing in the past few days is mainly Xiu Mu's soldiers, and there is not much practice, and Han Xin is too far away to see anything.

Han Xin looked around for a while, remembering that his father was about to come home, so he jumped off the tree and prepared to sneak back.

But as soon as he jumped to the ground, Han Xin screamed "ah", and was startled by a brocade-clothed young man standing under the tree.

"Who are you?"

Han Xin asked with a glare, feeling his heart pounding.

It's scared.

"Han Xin, what are you doing here?"

The brocade-clothed young man didn't answer, but asked with a smile.

Han Xin blinked, and saw that the other party was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a handsome appearance, and the fright just now calmed down.

After all, the person in front of him is a good-looking and elegant speaker.

If it had been replaced by a man with a thick face and a thick face asking here, he would have turned around and run away.

"I ...... I want to see General Zhao, who are you, how do you know that I am Han Xin? ”

Han Xin mentioned the name of General Zhao, but he calmed down and asked the other party's identity.

"General Zhao?"

The young man in brocade asked interestingly: "Is it the general Zhao Tuo who fought against the water?" ”

Hearing the other party mention the glorious deeds of the object of his worship, Han Xin at this moment was a child's heart after all, and he didn't care about asking the other party's identity, so he immediately became proud.

"It is General Zhao who fought against the water, and he was also the one who defeated the King of Chu by the water's edge before. Do you know? I was on a nearby cliff and saw it with my own eyes! Those Chu people beat torches and fled overnight, General Zhao is really powerful, he doesn't need a single soldier, let the other party defeat himself, this is a soldier who surrenders without a fight! ”

When Han Xin talked about General Zhao, he couldn't stop talking, and told the story of the last battle he had heard, and he had the posture of showing off to the young man in brocade in front of him.

The brocade-clothed boy listened quietly, nodding his head in agreement from time to time.

The smile on the corner of his mouth grew stronger.

After a while, Han Xin finally finished the story he had heard, and said with his little head held high: "You said that General Zhao is not powerful, I think he is the most powerful general in the world." ”

"Yes, you're right."

The brocade-clothed young man nodded with a smile, and suddenly asked: "I just heard you say 'a soldier who surrenders without a fight', this seems to be a word in the art of war, it seems that you have seen the art of war, so I will ask you." ”

"In the art of war, it is said that the formation should be on the right side of the mountain, and the front should be on the left side of the water. But General Zhao turned his back on the water, but he went against the art of war, how could he still break the enemy army? ”

Hearing this, Han Xin blinked and wrinkled his nose to remember.

The young man in brocade didn't urge, just stood in place, watching the eight-year-old little Han Xin meditate.

Soon, Han Xin seemed to have figured it out, he raised his head and shouted, "This is not the art of war!" Everyone said that General Zhao fought against the art of war, but in fact it was not. In the Art of War, there is clearly a sentence 'fall into the place of death and then live, and put the place of death and then survive', and General Zhao used this one. ”

As soon as Han Xin figured it out, he suddenly looked proud.

A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the young man in brocade, and he secretly said in his heart that the other party was really amazingly talented.

He said with a smile: "Fighting against the water is indeed a life after death, which is also in line with the art of war." However, if you want to win more with less, this article alone is not safe. ”

"In the past, in addition to fighting on his back, General Zhao still had strange troops in ambush, taking advantage of the exhaustion of the Chu army to attack its rear, rushing to capture the flag, in order to defeat the enemy. At the same time, there is also the tendency to wait for work, and along the way, he provokes the enemy's main commander with strange tricks, so that he will ignore the ...... in anger."

As the brocade-clothed boy spoke, Han Xin was stunned when he heard it, and his eyes widened wider and wider.

The impact of the battle was too great, and it had long been spread around, but most people only knew that General Zhao was at the water's edge, and then a counterattack defeated the Chu army, which was more numerous, as for the more information, no one talked about it, and no one knew.

Now that Han Xin heard the story of the young man in brocade, he felt that a new world had opened up in front of him.

It turned out that the battle against the water was not so simple, and General Zhao had so many preparations before this battle.

When the brocade-clothed young man finished speaking and his voice stopped, Han Xin was still deeply immersed in the aftertaste, his eyes lit up, he clenched his small fists, and shouted: "General Zhao's soldiers are really too powerful, I really want to serve General Zhao as a teacher!" ”

Hearing this, the young man in brocade on the opposite side smiled even more.

He had already prepared to take out a few silk books, and said with a smile: "I see that you are talented and intelligent, and you will have the qualifications to become a famous general in the future. ”

Han Xin was stunned, and involuntarily stretched out his little hand to take the neat stack of silk books, and opened one of them, which was actually transcribed by a human in Korean characters, which was also the script taught to him by his father.

Han Xin muttered: "Sun Tzu said: Between heaven and earth, nothing is more precious than people. The battle is not only. The time, the place, and the people, the three are not allowed, although there is a ...... of victory."

"This ...... Isn't this Wu grandson? ”

Han Xin's face was full of consternation, he had read the original text of Wu Sun Tzu from the military book that his father carried, and it was not the same.

The young man in brocade smiled slightly, and said: "This is the grandson of Qi, it is the treasure of the Qi people, and it cannot be obtained by those who are not destined, and I can only get it if I have a noble gift." ”

"I have been fighting for several years, and I have learned a lot, and I have recorded it below, and you can see it. In the future, if you succeed in learning, you can go to Qin to find me. ”

As he spoke, the brocade-clothed young man reached out and touched Han Xin's head, then turned to leave.

Han Xin looked at his back blankly, the eight-year-old little brain was no longer enough.

However, Han Xin quickly reacted, this brocade-clothed young man not only knew the inside story of General Zhao's back-to-back battle, but also gave the incomparably precious "Grandson of Qi" to himself to study, and even said that he had fought on the battlefield for several years, which added up to make Han Xin more and more excited and curious.

"Who the hell are you!"

Han Xin exclaimed excitedly.

In the distance, the brocade-clothed boy heard a call from Han Xin behind him.

He looked back with a big smile on his face.

"Zhao Tuo."

Han Xin's life story adopts the views of Li Kaiyuan's "The Death of Chu: From Xiang Yu to Han Xin".

Although Han Xin's background is unknown, judging from his various performances and experiences, it is by no means a generation of commoners, and the probability of falling into the aristocracy is very high.

(End of chapter)