My brother is the most handsome man in the Qin Dynasty

Wukong, the king of Zhao appears as Lord Wu An.

Li Mu, Lord Wu'an of the State of Zhao.

Now Mr. Wu An is kneeling on the ground and pays homage to the former Mr. Wu An.

There was nothing wrong with the 40,000 Zhao troops. There was always only one Lord Wu'an in Zhao.

Li Mu in white took a deep breath and held it, not wanting to shed tears in front of 40,000 people.

How can such a countryman not let him fight for his life?

Those who felt sorry for him were the nobles who lived in the temples, not the Zhao people in front of him who believed in him.

The monarch and his ministers are responsible for Wu'an, but the people are not responsible for it.

The State of Zhao can be destroyed.

Zhao people, the more you live, the better.

Although Zhao people will consider themselves Qin people from now on, even though the character "iron-blooded Zhao" will not be the main text in the future.

But at least the Zhao people called Qin people can live much better than before.

Li Mu doesn't want much.

He just wanted that next winter, in this land of generous people wearing Hu clothes, no one would freeze to death or starve to death, just like in Hangu Pass.

Li Mu is convinced that the person sitting on the throne will not be divided into Qin and Zhao. The new Qin people in Zhao land and the old Qin people in Guanzhong are treated the same as Qin people.

[Zhao Guo, Li Mu is gone. ]

Lord Zhao Wuan shouted the first sentence to the 40,000 Zhao troops.

"Stand up! Don't kneel!"

Zhao Jun stood up and became a Xin Qin man.

There were 40,000 more people in Wu'an City.

Under Wukong's identification, Li Mu eliminated all the nobles in the 40,000-strong army. These old nobles of Zhao State fiercely resisted and ordered their own troops to attack Li Mu, but with little effect.

Except for the personal soldiers they trained and brainwashed since childhood, almost all the soldiers they recruited turned traitor. Lord Wu An will not harm the Zhao people. This is a promise Li Mu made with his own life and achievements.

Li Mu set up a banquet for Wukong to prepare for Wukong's return to Qin.

As soon as the food is served, drink water instead of wine, punishing yourself with three bottles.

"In this battle with Zhao State, the first victory should have been yours. I, Li Mu, am sorry for you."

Without Wukong leading an army of 40,000 people out of Handan and traveling thousands of miles to surrender, Li Xin would not have been able to take Handan City on his own. Running thousands of miles requires speed, a quick victory.

Once the offensive and defensive tug-of-war reaches a stalemate, Li Xin will suffer the consequences of the mismatched Zhao Cheng passing by him along the way.

Cut off the food road, send troops to cooperate with Handan, attack from all directions from east to west, north and south, teach Li Xin not to make the mistake of not attacking the city in the next life, and the first victory will turn into the first death.

"It's over said.

"As long as you reach Handan City, Handan City will be destroyed, and the first victory 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 Lord of Wu'an, goes, the State of Zhao will surrender. Whether he, the intermediary, takes troops and horses out of Handan, the result will be the same.

Strictly speaking, Wukong led 40,000 Zhao troops out of Handan and surrendered. Such a great achievement was given by Li Mu. With such great merit, a high official and a good salary are just around the corner. All I have to do is wait and see if I can be rewarded based on my merits.

Even if Wukong does nothing for the rest of his life, he can still enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth.

He is still young, less than twenty. According to normal development, it is best to become the pillar of Qin and the cross beam of Qin, and at worst, it can become the mainstay of Qin.

The future is bright, limitless, and promising.

Wukong picked up the wine bottle and drank three glasses of wine.

"Thank you, Wukong, Lord Wu An for your reward!"

After thanking Li Mu, he sat blankly in his seat, seemingly staring at the steaming fish in front of him, but in fact he was not focused at all.

Li Mu was a little shy and didn't notice Wukong's strange behavior.

[As expected of the person who was personally given the name by His Majesty, he is much more thorough in dealing with things than his incompetent nephew. ]

Slightly unable to speak, he took a mouthful of mutton and chewed it until it was soft. Tell the truth.

"Mu wanted his useless nephew to go to Handan."

Wukong responded casually and continued to sit in a daze.

Li Mu finally discovered something strange about this young man. He was not happy and looked a little lonely. He really didn't look like someone who had made great achievements, but rather like he had suffered a defeat.

"I'm older, so I'll call you by your name."

Li Mu said, this sentence is to release goodwill, and only close elders and superiors can call names.

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 superior to Li Mu, because Li Mu is the present of Qin.

In the land of Zhao, Li Mu was not as good as the second emperor when he came in person.

"But when I was worried about something, I told Mu Yan and Mu Yan tried his best to help."

Wukong's eyes gradually became brighter, and just when he was about to speak, his face suddenly turned pale and all the blood faded.

First his lips began to tremble, and then his words also trembled.

"What did you say?"

He stood up slowly while holding on to the table. His body was trembling, his hands were trembling, and every plate on the table and the chicken, duck, fish, meat, and wine in the plates were trembling.

Li Mu was puzzled, frowned, and pressed his palms on the table, intending to calm down the clanking sound before speaking.

[What kind of thinking did this guy have just now? Why did he react so strongly to this matter? ]

"You said you wanted Li Xin to go to Handan? When?"

All the words of thanks and gratitude were turned into questions.

"Three days ago, this was Mu's fault. You just sit here and have a drink, Mu will make up for it."

Before Li Mu finished speaking, Wukong suddenly exploded.

"Nai Gong eats your mother!"

In the future, Qin State overturned Qin State's current banquet, and there was a loud clatter of bottles, cups and plates falling to the ground.

Li Mu's face darkened.

It was his selfish intention to give the first credit to his nephew. He admitted that he was at fault, but what does this have to do with you, a human being?

Li Mu is very angry.

Wukong on the opposite side was even more murderous. Looking at his eyes, it seemed that he would attack Li Mu in the next second.

But for some reason, Wukong didn't continue to have attacks. He turned around and walked away as fast as flying.

Soon, Li Mu received reports from his soldiers, and Wukong wanted to send 300 soldiers to Handan.

"Let go."

Li Mu was not swayed by his emotions and did not stop him.

After pondering for a quarter of an hour, he led three thousand fine knights and followed Wukong to Handan.

If his useless nephew had launched an attack as soon as he got the news, the banner with the word "Qin" should be hanging on the top of Handan City at this moment.

Li Xin galloped on his horse, followed by Gai Nie, Handan was right in front of him.

"Siege!"

Li Xin gave the order, and the Qin army attacked Handan, which had almost no defense and was completely defenseless.

As soon as he got the letter, Li Xin gave up the city he was about to capture.

Gather the troops, check the supplies, find the shortest route to Handan, and launch the attack.

Along the way, Li Xin passed thirteen cities and failed to attack any of them.

The guards of the thirteen cities listened with fear as the horses' hooves approached and then receded, feeling as if they were walking at the gate of Yama Hall.

They didn't know why the Qin army passed by without fighting.

Although the direction of the Qin army's march seemed to be where Handan, the capital of Zhao, was, they did not think that the Qin army was going to attack Handan. This was not in accordance with the law of war.

Handan is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and it cannot be defeated immediately if it is twenty times larger. With the strength of Handan's troops, the Qin army could not be defeated but it could be held back. By then, Li Xin, who was deep in the hinterland, would be a lamb to be slaughtered and would be surrounded by reinforcements from more than a dozen cities.

They sent scouts to Handan to report Li Xin's passing but not attack, and waited for the court's orders.

It took at least a few days, or at most ten days, before the court's decree came, and the news of the court's destruction came.

The capital of Zhao, Handan, was captured by Li Xin. King Zhang Er of Zhao and all the civil and military officials were beheaded, and no one escaped.

Li Xin stood in front of Zhao Wang's palace, with soldiers coming and going around him. The sounds of crying, screaming and begging for mercy were noisy and unsettling, and any normal person would not be immune to the effects.

But Li Xin couldn't hear anything and felt like he was dreaming.

Did he, Qin General Li Xin, capture Handan and take the lead in the battle to liberate Zhao?

In the era of the previous kings, this was the result of destroying the country.

With this credit, can his 19th-level Guanneihou be replaced by the 20th-level Chehouhou? At least it's a big step forward.

He had thought about making great achievements countless times, and he had always wanted to make great achievements, otherwise he would not have stood up when the God of War Wang Jian said that Chu could not be conquered without 600,000, saying that Chu could be conquered with 200,000.

I would rather offend the first person in Qin's military than give him a chance. He is the most radical among Qin's famous generals.

The great merit he once longed for most was already in hand, but Li Xin didn't feel much joy because he knew that this merit should have belonged to his uncle, Li Mu.

The destruction of the country was done by Li Xin himself, but it was also his uncle who put Zhao under his Qin sword.

“What’s a letter without an uncle?”

He muttered to himself.

"Do what you have to do."

The sword master can't stand it anymore. A general is grieving here? Is that what you should do? The cold-faced swordsman felt like he had reminded the eldest son in the Xuannio Palace.

Isn't it a good thing to have elders paving the way? What a mess.

If second-generation children want to leave their families and start 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 your parents, you can build a company that is bigger than your parents' company, or take your parents' company to a higher level. Isn't this proof?

If you want to prove yourself, you should use your strength to perform better and achieve better results, instead of thinking about throwing away the assistance and running naked. That is either stupid or rebellious.

"Thank you."

Li Xin performed the junior ceremony.

If the famous swordsman in the world is not in the eyes of his general, no matter how great the reputation among the people is, it will be in vain.

But my uncle's friend, Mr. Gai from the Xianyang Palace, was a favorite of the late king and a code-named retainer of His Majesty's family.

No matter which of these titles he takes out, Li Xin will treat him differently, not to mention that he is still under the protection of Ge Nie.

The imperial general no longer had random thoughts, his eyes flashed with cold lightning, and he gave the order ruthlessly.

"Those who have titles, official status, the four major chambers of commerce, and the wealth of the whole city are the three Yi tribes."

Following Wei State, Zhao State also ushered in a great purge.

In the main hall where the court meeting was held in King Zhao's palace, King Zhao Zhang Er was sitting on the throne, surrounded by Qin soldiers. There was no fear on his face, only anger.

Li Xin entered the palace, followed by Gai Nie in white.

Zhang Er recognized the two of them at a glance.

He had known the face of the famous general Li Xin since he was a disciple of Lord Xinling, and Gai Nie had repeatedly attempted to assassinate him.

"Where's Wukong!"

Zhang Er was furious and roared throughout the hall.

"Tell him to come out and see me! He betrayed me!"

Li Xingang was about to answer.

After seeing the king of Wei die for his country and hearing that the king of Qi died generously, Li Xin, who was originally arrogant towards Wei's envoy Zhou Ji, was willing to give a king the respect before his death.

A bright light connected to the sky and the earth, and the sword energy filled the universe.

I saw a white shadow flashing past, as if I had seen a ghost on this day with the sun in the sky.

The next moment, the sword master in white who was originally standing behind Li Xin stood in front of Zhang Er, with his hand on the hilt of his sword and the sword sheathed at his waist.

"Nie killed you for the tens of thousands of people who died in vain!"

The sword master's face was full of anger, and he had a rare expression.

"roll!"

Zhang Er, who knew he was going to die, was not afraid of death and slapped Gai Nie on him.

At this moment, he just wants to see his Wukong, the Wukong he raised as a disciple and as a son!

Gai Nie didn't move at all, how could Zhang Er push the sword master?

When he didn't move, Zhang Er moved.

Zhang Er angrily walked around Gai Nie, twisted his body suddenly, and moved quickly to the right.

His head slipped to the left side and fell, and blood spurted three feet high on his neck.

The sword master grasped the hilt of the sword, not drawing the sword, but returning the sword.

Zhang Er from Wei, the last king of Zhao, died of hatred.

Four days later, Wukong arrived in Handan, followed by Li Mu.

Although the weather was cool, after all, four days had passed, and Zhang Er's body was already smelly and had spots on it.

But compared to other corpses, Zhang Er was pretty good. His status as King of Zhao required him to keep the corpse. The other dead bodies were piled together and burned in a fire.

The ashes are all mixed together, and you can't tell who is who unless the wind blows them away.

Wukong knelt in front of Zhang Er and lay on Zhang Er, as if he couldn't smell the stench of the corpse and couldn't feel the disgust of the rotten flesh, 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 Di 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 warned Zhang Er before leaving and fled to Hu Di. He did not want Zhang Er to die.

His shoulders were hunched, there were silent tears, and he was whimpering.

Li Mu, Li Xin, and Gai Nie saw him so sad, but they didn't know how to comfort him.

Wukong grew up next to Zhang Er, who raised him and trusted him as his own.

It's true that he is an intermediary, but he has been around Zhang Er for 70% of his time at this age, and the other 30% includes the ignorant period before he was three years old.

"I killed Uncle Chen."

Wukong raised his head, unaware of the three people behind him.

There was black blood on his face and chest, and he also had a foul stench.

His face was filled with tears and snot, full of sadness.

He raised his hand and wiped his face, sucked back the snot, and smiled.

He took out his dagger and thrust it into his heart without hesitation.

"Father, Wukong apologizes to you."

He is a human being, and it was Chang'an Lord who gave him a second life. Destroy the State of Zhao, and the debt will be repaid.

Zhang Er raised him, and he repaid him with his own life.

The future of the Qin Empire is not the future.

A few days later, Meng Tian and Lian Po rushed to Handan and worshiped Wukong. They were speechless for a long time.

In the first year of the Second Emperor, on April 23, the State of Zhao was destroyed.

At this time, it had not been a month since the fall of Wei.