Zhuque set sail and headed south, but what he saw was a devastated land with barbarians burning, killing and looting everywhere.
"Defend the leader!" The God-killing Swordsmen all looked at Jin Yao. If it was a large army, they would not want to take action, but they couldn't just watch the barbarians burn, kill and loot in the Central Plains.
"Kill!" Jin Yao gave the order decisively without hesitation.
They had no way to deal with the large barbarian army, but all they had before them were small groups of barbarians invading and looting.
"Here!" The divine swordsmen landed the Suzaku, and without waiting for it to land, they jumped off the deck and charged directly towards the small barbarian army in front of them.
"What's the use? We are driven by the general trend. How many can be saved? Who will care?" Tian Long and Meng Qing looked at Jin Yao and sighed.
"They care!" Jin Yao pointed to the village in front of him.
Tian Long and Meng Qing both trembled, looked at the Mohists, and bowed their swords. Yes, who would care? They care! The Mohists care, and the people who were saved care!
"I have never understood what the famous school of thought is. Now, I know!" Tian Long said seriously. At this moment they understood why Mohism has always been the famous school of thought in the world.
"Save as many as we can!" Jin Yao did not stop the actions of the God-killing Swordsmen. Under the general situation, they could only save a small part, but even if they could only save one more person, it was better than watching it all happen.
Finally, under the escort of the God-killing Swordsman, thousands of civilians were safely sent to Hongshangsai, a key military town that served as the second line of defense for Zhao State against the barbarians.
"Le Cheng greets the Chief of Defense!" The current commander of Hongshangsai is none other than Le Cheng, who had divided his troops to resist Qin, the minister of Yan.
"These are the only people we can save!" Jin Yao said to Le Cheng expressionlessly.
"Thank you, sir!" Le Cheng also knew that Jin Yao was angry, especially because of his disappointment with the Zhao court and his anger towards the Zhao army, so he didn't say much.
Just as Yan Ju said, with the war turning out like this, all of these Zhao generals deserve to die!
"Please tell Li Mu that I will come back in three years!" Jin Yao suddenly said.
"Hmm?" Le Cheng was stunned for a moment. Li Mu? Wasn't he banished by the King of Zhao?
"Huh?" Tian Long and Meng Qing looked at Jin Yao in surprise. Three years?
"Okay, let's debate first, and meet again at Yanmen Pass in three years!" Tian Long and Meng Qing also nodded in agreement. They would not miss the three-year agreement and would take revenge then!
"The mountains remain green, the rivers flow forever. We will meet again at Yanmen Pass in three years!" Jin Yao bowed. They had already entered the heartland of Zhao State. Tian Long and Meng Qing were also about to return to their respective homes.
Tian Long and Meng Qing ignored Le Cheng, because they saw that there were no less than 70,000 troops in Hongshang Pass, but they just sat there and watched Yanmen Pass become an isolated city while allowing the barbarians to wreak havoc inside the pass.
Le Cheng felt bitter, but what could he do? Hongshang Pass was the second and last line of defense to stop the barbarians from moving south. If he sent troops, the barbarians would move south, and no one would be able to take the responsibility. However, he could not explain to them.
The Suzaku set sail again and flew to Handan.
In the city of Handan, in an inconspicuous tavern, a frustrated general was hungover and kept looking towards the north with endless sadness in his eyes.
"Why, Your Majesty?" Li Mu shouted angrily with drunken eyes.
He thought that after he was demoted, his deputy general Yan Jujie would take over the position of chief general and continue the strategy of fortifying the city and clearing the countryside that he had left behind. Even if not, the beacon fires in Yunzhong and Jiuyuan would allow the people behind Yanmen Pass to evacuate safely.
Unfortunately, no one expected that Zhao Yan would conceal the beacon signals from Yunzhong and Jiuyuan, and he underestimated the barbarians' wolfish ambitions.
So he hated, but didn't know who to hate.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, the noise from the tavern suddenly died down, and everyone stopped talking.
Li Mu then raised his head and saw a young man walking up to him under the protection of two swordsmen.
"Mr. Debate, I finally understand what you said back then!" Li Mu took out a jar of wine and pushed it in front of Jin Yao.
"Is this the Hengshan Zhenyue Sword?" Jin Yao pushed away the wine jar handed to him by Li Mu and looked at Li Mu coldly.
"What can I do, Mu? The king doesn't trust me and doesn't want me. What can I do?" Li Mu said sadly.
He was not Lian Po, and was even worse than Le Cheng who defected to Zhao State. In the Zhao army, he was just a second-rate general and was not even qualified to serve in the court.
"I will pay a million dollars and have Lian Po and Le Cheng recommend you to serve as the commander of Yanmen Pass again!" Jin Yao said lightly.
After returning to Handan, he went to see Yangquan Lord Zhao Bao, voluntarily donated one million coins, and then asked Lian Po and Le Cheng to recommend Li Mu to be reinstated as the commander of Yanmen Pass.
"It seems that I have misjudged the person!" There were endless sighs in Jin Yao's eyes. He thought Li Mu would not be so depressed, but unfortunately, what he saw now was just a drunkard.
"What you said is true, sir!" Li Mu's eyes lit up , and the drunkenness immediately went away. He sat up straight and seriously.
"Yes!" Jin Yao nodded seriously.
"I want the Donghu, Jianlan, Loufan, Linhu and Xiongnu to die!" Jin Yao said while looking straight at Li Mu.
"Wait a moment, Mr. Debate!" Li Mu rushed out decisively, vomited violently, then washed off the alcohol with cold spring water, walked back to the tavern, no longer showing any sign of drunkenness.
"Sir, believe me, in three years, General Mu will destroy all the tribes on the grassland!" Li Mu answered confidently and solemnly.
"Okay!" Jin Yao didn't say much. This was the Li Mu he wanted to see.
"In the next three years, the Mohist School will send at least two commanders to Yanmen Pass to assist the general in training troops. Three years later, Yao will also lead Mohist disciples there!" Jin Yao promised. He had already discussed this matter with the Six-Fingered Black Knight and obtained his consent.
Similarly, not only the Mohist school, but also the Taoist, Confucian, Agriculturalist, Five Elements and other schools will send elite disciples to Yanmen Pass to assist Li Mu in training troops.
Li Mu didn't know what to say anymore and could only bow respectfully. However, he felt infinite emotion in his heart. If the gentleman was still the Prime Minister of Zhao, how wonderful it would be to be the Prince of Zhao!
"Stop drinking!" Jin Yao said to Li Mu.
"No more drinking, no more drinking. Wait until the grassland is destroyed, and then I'll treat you, sir!" Li Mu pushed the wine away shyly.
Jin Yao was silent. This sentence sounded so familiar, but it was a pity that the person who said it was no longer around!
"I'm leaving!" Jin Yao shook his head, getting rid of the sadness, and said to Li Mu, then left the tavern with Gu and Yang Lou.
As soon as Jin Yao left, Yangquan Lord Zhao Bao found Li Mu with the order from King Zhao.
"I didn't expect that the general actually knows Mr. Bian!" Zhao Bao said to Li Mu. He didn't expect that Jin Yao would be willing to cut Mo's funding by one million when he came back this time, and then use his connections just to recommend Li Mu, who was not famous, or even unknown.