Chapter 77 Dare to Love and Hate
"One last question!" Jin Yao looked at Li Mu seriously and solemnly.
Li Mu also nodded seriously, "Sir, please ask!"
"How confident are you in this battle?" Jin Yao asked Li Mu.
Gu and Yang Lou also looked serious and listened attentively, not missing a single word. Gu even took out bamboo slips and a carving knife.
Although the Mohists are chivalrous, they are not fools. They will not act rashly. The lives of Mohist disciples are also very precious. As the leaders of the Mohist school, they will not squander the lives of their disciples at will.
Li Mu pondered for a long time before saying, "Less than 50%!"
Jin Yao frowned, and Gu and Yang Lou also fell silent.
Less than 50%, which means that they have a 50% chance of failing in this battle!
"Then do you still want to fight?" Jin Yao didn't hesitate and looked straight into Li Mu's eyes.
"Just like the six kingdoms feared Qin but were still fearless, if they didn't dare to fight even if they had only half a chance, then I don't know how the Central Plains would resist if the grassland was unified in the future." Li Mu sighed.
"Mu doesn't want to see the Central Plains give and take to the Northern Barbarians again. Even if we are defeated, Mu wants to leave hope for future generations and plant a seed of fearlessness!" Li Mu spoke again.
Jin Yao nodded. No wonder it was said that the Military School and the Mohist School had the same origin. In terms of righteousness and the willingness to sacrifice one's own life, the two schools were actually the same.
"As for weapons, I can agree to the general's request, but regarding sending disciples, we cannot give you a reply for the time being!" Jin Yao said.
Li Mu nodded bitterly. If possible, he would not ask the Mohist disciples for help.
Unfortunately, in terms of individual soldier quality and combat capability, the Central Plains is still far behind the northern barbarians in the grasslands. Even various countries are actually afraid of the northern barbarians, otherwise they would not have built the Great Wall to resist them.
Jin Yao's understanding of this world was once again refreshed. It was not yet the time when the Han people could defeat the Five Barbarians. There was still a huge gap between the Central Plains soldiers and the Northern Barbarians in this era.
"General, please just pretend that we have never been here. This will be a good thing for you!" Jin Yao reminded Li Mu.
Li Mu nodded again.
If King Xiaocheng of Zhao knew that he had had contact with the leader and chief of the Mohist school, all his plans would be shattered, the king would no longer trust him, and he would never have the chance to return to Yanmen Pass.
Wearing a bamboo hat and a cloak, Jin Yao quietly left Li Mu's house with Gu and Yang Lou.
In the courtyard, Li Mu sighed. After all, it was the lives of five thousand disciples. He could understand why the Mohist School did not agree to his request directly. But even so, he felt even more helpless.
He was determined to drive out the barbarians and maintain peace in the north. Unfortunately, the king did not believe him and the soldiers were also skeptical. He had a lot of passion but no one who shared the same ideals with him.
Even the great general Lian Po was intent on replacing Lord Yangquan and becoming the prime minister of Zhao. He implemented military strategies and carried out reforms to increase military power, and he did not pay any attention to the northern border at all.
It can even be said that in the entire Central Plains, no country regards the northern barbarians as their primary target. As for the northern border, the attitude of each country is just that the border problem is not serious. As for how many people die on the border every year, those in power don't care at all.
What every country wants is to compete for the Central Plains and strive for hegemony and strength!
"Are we really not going to send disciples to assist Li Mu?" Yang Lou asked hesitantly.
He knew that if Jin Yao really opposed it now, there was a real possibility that he would overturn the decision .
"That's five thousand disciples!" Jin Yao sighed.
In Zhao State, he could train Zhao soldiers to death, but he never remembered the names of those soldiers. To put it nicely, he was learning from Huo Qubing, but in fact he was timid and cowardly. He was afraid that if he was too familiar with the situation, he would not dare to go forward and would not dare to send those soldiers to charge into battle.
But now, they have to send 5,000 Mohist disciples to the front line again, and they are the most dangerous vanguard camp, to become the sharp knife of the Central Plains' counterattack against the grassland barbarians.
Everyone knows that the Qin elite soldiers are well-armored and invincible, but the casualties in the elite camp are also horrific, with only one in ten surviving after every battle.
Therefore, Jin Yao couldn't imagine how many of the Mohist disciples would be able to return to the Mohist headquarters alive after the battle if they became the sharp knife.
These people were not soldiers of the State of Zhao, and they were not people he did not know. In order to practice Yu Sword and Hui Sword, he had consulted too many Mohist disciples and was familiar with them. Therefore, it was impossible for him to easily treat these disciples as numbers and send them to such a meat grinder-like battlefield.
"So, after negotiating the terms with King Zhao, let's go to Yanmen Pass!" Jin Yao said to Gu and Yang Lou.
"Okay!" Gu and Yang Lou nodded.
No matter how nice Li Mu's words sounded, they wanted to see with their own eyes the combat effectiveness and fighting spirit of the Yanmen Pass defenders, as well as the strength of the northern barbarians, instead of letting the Mohist disciples die in vain.
"The chief debater Jin Yao, and the great commanders Yang Lou and Gu, under the command of the Mohist master, wish to see the Prime Minister of Zhao, Yangquan Junbao!" After leaving the long street of Li Mumin's residence, the group of three came directly to the Prime Minister's Mansion of Zhao State.
The status of Ju Zi is equivalent to that of princes. Therefore, if the Six-Fingered Black Knight comes, he can directly see King Zhao, but if they come, they can only see Prime Minister Zhao Bao. This is the etiquette and rules.
"Please wait a moment, gentlemen!" The guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion did not dare to neglect them and invited the three men into the reception room of the Prime Minister's Mansion to wait, and sent someone to invite Zhao Bao.
"He's back!" Zhao Bao was so excited when he heard the guard's report that he ran to the reception room without even putting on his shoes.
Since Lian Po's great victory, a chain reaction occurred. Le Cheng also took the initiative to attack and defeated Qing Qin. Now the two armies are no longer on the defensive, but have taken the initiative to cross the former border between Yan and Zhao and entered the territory of Yan. So far, the army is winning victory after victory.
Now, Lian Po led his troops to advance 500 miles, stationed them on the banks of the Yishui River, and headed straight for Yandu Jicheng.
Only then did they understand that Jin Yao was not really a spy on Yan, but was really planning for Zhao. Unfortunately, no one could understand it at the time.
"Shang Qing!" Zhao Bao called out with trembling lips when he saw Jin Yao, who had grown a lot taller. Then, unexpectedly, he knelt down and bowed deeply.
Gu looked at Zhao Bao in astonishment, then looked at Jin Yao, thinking, how could this noob have such a high reputation in Zhao? But he was even more confused, why were they wearing cloaks and hats? Wasn't it because this guy's portrait was posted on the floor of the streets and alleys, and everyone would step on it when they were unhappy?
"I am unworthy of the title of Lord Prime Minister!" Jin Yao avoided the bow indifferently.
His mood was actually very complicated. He had been in this world for too long and had been influenced by this world. He felt that the grace of being recognized and recognized was greater than heaven, so he had once fought wholeheartedly for the State of Zhao. It was a pity that the State of Zhao let him down, and the pie in the sky it had painted was really just a painting.
"I..." Zhao Bao was bitter. He could understand Jin Yao's feelings. If it were him, he might even go even further turn directly to Qin, Yan and other enemy countries that were hostile to Zhao, and then take revenge on Zhao.
This is not an uncommon thing. Wasn’t it the same with Wu Qi and Fan Ju?
This is also the style of the scholars in the Pre-Qin period, daring to love and hate!
