Chapter 555: The Fall of Zhao and the Death of Wukong
Wukong, the Lord of Wu'an appears in Zhao State.
Li Mu was the former Marquis of Wu'an of the State of Zhao.
The present Wu'an Jun kneels on the ground and pays homage to the former Wu'an Jun.
The 40,000 Zhao soldiers did not think there was anything wrong, because Zhao State had only one Wu'an Jun.
Li Mu in white took a deep breath and held it, not wanting to shed tears in front of 40,000 people.
How can we not let such a countryman fight for his whole life?
The ones who were sorry for him were the nobles in high positions in the government, not the people of Zhao who believed in him deeply.
The ruler and his ministers failed Wu'an, but the people did not.
The State of Zhao may perish.
People of Zhao, the more you live, the better.
Although the people of Zhao will regard themselves as Qin people in the future, and although the word "iron-blooded Zhao" will no longer be the main text.
But at least, the Zhao people, called Qin people, can live much better than before.
Li Mu didn't ask for much.
He just thought that next winter, no one would freeze or starve to death in this land where people wore Hu clothing and were kind and generous, just like what happened inside Hangu Pass.
Li Mu was convinced that the person sitting on the throne would not be divided into Qin and Zhao. The new Qin people in Zhao and the old Qin people in Guanzhong would be treated the same and regarded as Qin people.
[Zhao State, Li Mu is no longer in power.]
Lord Wu'an of Zhao shouted the first sentence to the 40,000 Zhao troops.
"Stand up! Don't kneel!"
The Zhao army stood up and became the new Qin people.
There were another 40,000 people in Wu'an City.
Under Wukong's guidance, Li Mu cleared out all the nobles in the 40,000-strong army. These old Zhao nobles resisted fiercely and ordered the army that should have belonged to them to attack Li Mu, but with little success.
Except for the personal soldiers they had trained and brainwashed since childhood, almost all the recruited soldiers turned against them. Wu Anjun would not harm the Zhao people. This was a promise Li Mu made with his life and military achievements.
Li Mu prepared a banquet to entertain Wukong and to welcome him back to Qin.
As soon as the dishes were served, he replaced the wine with water and drank three bottles of wine as a punishment.
"In this battle against Zhao, the credit should have gone to you. I, Li Mu, am sorry for you."
Without Wukong leading 40,000 troops out of Handan and traveling thousands of miles to surrender, Li Xin would not have been able to capture Handan City independently. The key to a thousand-mile raid is speed, a quick victory.
Once the attack and defense are stuck in a stalemate, Li Xin will suffer the consequences if he passes by Zhaocheng along the way.
Cut off the food supply, send troops to cooperate with Handan, and attack from all directions, east, west, south, and north. Teach Li Xin not to make the same mistake of passing a city without fighting in his next life, otherwise his first achievement will turn into his first death.
“That’s over.
"As long as you reach Handan City, Handan City will be conquered, and the 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, the Marquis of Wu'an, went, the State of Zhao surrendered. Whether he, as a spy, led troops out of Handan or not, the result would be the same.
Strictly speaking, Wukong led 40,000 Zhao troops out of Handan to surrender, and this great achievement was given by Li Mu. With such a great contribution, high rank and generous salary are within reach, and it is just a matter of reward.
Even if Wukong did nothing for the rest of his life, he could still enjoy a lifetime of wealth and glory.
He was still young, less than 20 years old. According to normal development, at best he could become the pillar of Qin, the crossbeam of Qin, and at worst he could become the backbone of Qin.
The future is bright, limitless and promising.
Wukong picked up the wine bottle and drank three gulps.
"Wukong thanks Wu Anjun for the 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 his eyes were not focused at all.
Li Mu was a little embarrassed and did not notice anything strange about Wukong.
[As expected of a man named by His Majesty himself, he is much more thorough in dealing with things than that useless nephew.]
He was a little unable to say it, so he picked up a piece of mutton and put it in his mouth, chewing it until it was soft and mushy, and told the truth.
"Mu asked that useless nephew to go to Handan."
Wukong responded casually and continued to sit in a daze.
Li Mu finally discovered the abnormality of this young man. He showed no joy and looked a little lonely. He really didn't look like a man who had made great achievements. Instead, he looked like he had suffered a defeat.
"I am older, so I am taking the liberty of calling you by your name."
Li Mu said that this sentence was a gesture of goodwill, and only close elders and superiors could call one's name.
Although Wukong is the future of Qin, with Li Mu's current status, no matter who is present, they will only think that Wukong is trying to climb up to Li Mu, because Li Mu is the present of Qin.
In the land of Zhao, even the second emperor himself was no match for Li Mu.
"But I'm worried about something, so I told Mu Yan about it, and Mu Yan helped me with all his strength."
There was gradually some light in Wukong's eyes. Just as he was about to speak, his face suddenly turned pale, and all the blood disappeared.
His lips began to tremble first, and then the words he spoke also trembled.
"What did you just say?"
He slowly stood up, holding on to the table. His body and hands were shaking. Every plate and bowl on the table, as well as the chicken, duck, fish, meat, and wine in them, were shaking.
Li Mu was puzzled and frowned. He put his palms on the table, trying to calm the clinking sound before speaking.
[What was this boy thinking just now that caused him to react so strongly to this matter?]
"You said you wanted Li Xin to go to Handan? When?"
The original expression of respect and thanks in the words turned into questioning.
"Three days ago, this was Mu's fault. Please sit down and have a drink. Mu will make amends."
Before Li Mu could finish his words, Wukong suddenly exploded.
"Naigong eats your mother!"
The future of Qin overturned the present banquet of Qin, and the sound of wine cups, glasses and plates falling to the ground was heard.
Li Mu's face darkened.
It was his selfish desire to let his nephew take the credit. He admitted that he was wrong, but what does this have to do with you, a spy?
Li Mu was furious.
The Wukong on the opposite side was even more murderous, and 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 did not continue to attack. He turned around and walked away at the speed of lightning.
Soon, Li Mu received a report from his soldiers that Wukong wanted to transfer 300 soldiers to Handan.
"Let him go."
Li Mu was not swayed by his emotions and did not stop him.
After pondering for a quarter of an hour, he took three thousand elite cavalry and followed Wukong to Handan.
If his incompetent nephew had launched an attack immediately after receiving the news, the big flag with the word "Qin" should be hanging on the top of Handan city wall at this moment.
Li Xin galloped on his horse, followed by Gai Nie, and Handan was right in front of them.
"Attack the city!"
At Li Xin's command, the Qin army launched an attack on Handan, which had weak defenses and was completely unprepared.
As soon as he received the letter, Li Xin gave up the city that he was about to capture.
Gather the troops, check the food and grass, find the shortest route to Handan, and launch the raid.
Along the way, Li Xin passed through thirteen cities, without attacking any of them.
The defenders of the thirteen cities listened in fear to the sound of horse hooves approaching and then going away, as if they were walking through the gate of Yama Palace.
They didn't know why the Qin army passed by without fighting.
Although the direction in which the Qin army was marching seemed to be the Zhao capital Handan, they did not think that the Qin army was heading towards Handan, which was not in line with the art of war.
Handan is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Even an army twenty times its size cannot take it immediately.
With the military strength of Handan, even if they cannot defeat the Qin army, they can at least delay it. By then, Li Xin, who has penetrated deep into the hinterland, will be a lamb to be slaughtered and will be surrounded and killed by reinforcements from a dozen cities.
They sent scouts to Handan to report that Li Xin had passed by without attacking, and waited for the court's order.
After a few days at the least and ten days at the most, instead of receiving the imperial edict, he received the news of the court's collapse.
The Zhao capital Handan was conquered by Li Xin, and King Zhang Er of Zhao and all the civil and military officials were beheaded; none of them escaped.
Li Xin stood in front of King Zhao's palace. Soldiers were coming and going around him. The sounds of people crying, screaming and begging for mercy were noisy and disturbing. Any normal person would be affected.
Li Xin couldn't hear anything and felt like he was dreaming.
He, the Qin general Li Xin, captured Handan and won the first credit in the battle to liberate the State of Zhao?
In the era of previous kings, this would be the achievement of destroying a country.
With this achievement, could his rank of Guanneihou, the 19th rank, be upgraded to Chehou, the 20th rank? At least it was a big step forward.
He had imagined making great contributions countless times, and he always wanted to make great contributions. Otherwise, he would not have stood up and said that 200,000 troops would be enough to conquer Chu when the God of War Wang Jian said that 600,000 troops were needed to attack Chu.
He would rather offend the top military figure of Qin State than give it a chance. He is the most radical among the famous generals of Qin State.
Although the great achievement he had longed for was already in his hands, Li Xin did not feel very happy because he knew that this achievement should have belonged to his uncle, Li Mu.
The achievement of destroying the country was done by Li Xin himself, but it was also his uncle who put Zhao under his Qin sword.
"What is a letter without an uncle?"
He muttered to himself.
“Do what you have to do.”
The Sword Master couldn't stand it any longer. A commander was mourning over the passing of years? Is that what you should do? The cold-faced swordsman felt the same way as when he warned the eldest son in Xuanniao Palace.
Isn't it a good thing to have elders paving the way for you?
If the second generation insists on leaving the family and starting their own business, they have to prove that they don't rely on their parents, and then lose everything. Why bother?
With the help of parents, building a company bigger than their parents' company, or taking their parents' company to the next level, isn't that proof?
If you want to prove yourself, you should make good use of your strengths and achieve better results, instead of thinking about getting rid of the support and running naked. That is either stupid or rebellious.
"Thank you very much."
Li Xin performs etiquette as a junior.
In the eyes of this general, the famous swordsman in the martial arts world is not important, and no matter how great his reputation among the people is, it is all in vain.
But my uncle's friend, Mr. Gai in the Xianyang Palace, was a favorite of the late king and a retainer with a code name in the court of Your Majesty.
No matter which of these titles is taken out, Li Xin will look at it differently, not to mention that he is now under the protection of Gai Nie.
The imperial general no longer had any random thoughts in his mind, his eyes flashed with cold lightning, and he gave a ruthless order.
"Those who have titles, official positions, the four major chambers of commerce, and the wealth of the entire city, will be exterminated by the three tribes."
Following the State of Wei, the State of Zhao also ushered in a major purge.
Inside the great hall of the Zhao Palace where the imperial court was being held, King Zhang Er of Zhao sat high on the throne, surrounded by Qin soldiers. There was no fear on his face, only anger.
Li Xin entered the hall, followed by Gai Nie in white.
Zhang Er recognized the two men at a glance.
He had known the appearance of the famous general Li Xin as early as when he was still a retainer of Lord Xinling, and he had attempted to assassinate Gai Nie many times but failed.
"Where's Goku!"
Zhang Er's hair stood on end with rage, and his roar echoed throughout the hall.
"Tell him to come out and see me! He betrayed me!"
Li Xin was about to answer.
After witnessing the King of Wei sacrifice his life for his country and hearing that the King of Qi was ready to die bravely, Li Xin, who had been arrogant towards the Wei envoy, was willing to give the dying king some respect.
A ray of bright light connected the sky and the earth, and the sword energy filled the universe.
I saw a white shadow flash by, as if I had seen a ghost in broad daylight with the sun shining brightly.
The next moment, the white-robed swordsman who had been standing behind Li Xin stood in front of Zhang Er, his hand on the hilt, the long sword at his waist in its sheath.
"Nie killed you for the tens of thousands of people who died in vain!"
The Sword Master's face was filled with anger, a rare expression on his face.
"roll!"
Zhang Er, knowing that he was going to die, was not afraid of death and slapped Gai Nie.
At this moment, he only wanted to see his Wukong, the Wukong who was treated as both his disciple and son and raised from childhood!
Gai Nie didn't move at all, how could Zhang Er possibly push the Sword Saint away?
He didn't move, and Zhang Er moved.
Zhang Er angrily walked around Gai Nie, twisted his body suddenly, and moved quickly to the right.
The head slipped and fell to the left side, and blood spurted three feet high from the neck.
The sword master grasped the hilt of the sword, not to draw the sword, but to return it.
Zhang Er, a man from Wei, was the last king of Zhao State and died with hatred.
Four days later, Wukong arrived in Handan, followed closely by Li Mu.
Although the weather was cool, four days had passed after all, and Zhang Er's body had begun to stink and had corpse spots on it.
But compared to the other corpses, Zhang Er was relatively lucky, as his status as the King of Zhao required him to keep his body. The other corpses were piled together and burned in a huge fire.
The ashes are all mixed together, and you can't tell which is which unless the wind blows them away.
Wukong knelt in front of Zhang Er and lay on Zhang Er, as if he could not smell the stench of the corpse or feel the disgusting taste of rotten meat. He was like a young animal seeking warmth on the corpse of its mother.
If he knew that Li Mu would ask Li Xin to attack quickly, he would ask Zhang Er to go to Hu territory immediately after he left.
He thought that if he led 40,000 Zhao troops to surrender, Li Mu would attack Handan, and Zhang Er, who had received the news in advance, would have time to escape. He had already warned Zhang Er before he left to flee to Hudi, and he did not want Zhang Er to die.
His shoulders shook, tears shed silently, and he sobbed.
Li Mu, Li Xin and Gai Nie saw how sad he was, but they didn't know how to comfort him.
Wukong grew up by Zhang Er's side. It was Zhang Er who raised him and trusted him as if he were his own son.
It is true that he is a spy, but 70% of his time up to this age has been spent with Zhang Er, and the other 30% includes the ignorant period before the age of three.
"I was the one who killed Uncle Chen."
Wukong raised his head, unaware of the three people behind him.
There were black bloodstains on his face and chest, which also emitted a foul smell.
His face was covered with tears and snot, and was filled with sadness.
He raised his hand to wipe his face, sucked back his snot, and smiled.
He took out the dagger and stabbed it into the heart without hesitation.
"Father, Wukong apologizes to you."
He was a spy, and it was Chang'an Jun who gave him a second life. If Zhao State was destroyed, the favor would be repaid.
Zhang Er raised him, and he repaid him with his life.
The future of the Qin Empire, no future.
After a few more days, Meng Tian and Lian Po arrived in Handan, paid tribute to Wukong, and remained silent for a long time.
On April 23rd of the first year of the Second Emperor's reign, the State of Zhao was destroyed.
At this time, it was less than a month since the demise of the State of Wei.
