Zhao Weiwang in the Warring States Period

Yi Qusheng jumped off the horse, picked up the prairie eagle that was still struggling on the ground, and with a slight twist, the prairie eagle died.

"Okay, now there is no one here, Zhao Guo's envoy, can we get down to business?"

Although this Yiqusheng's Zhao Yu spoke with an awkward accent, it was still no problem to understand.

Li Mu and Li Si looked at each other, and then Li Mu said with a smile: "King Yiqu, we are here this time to support the founding of the country by the order of our king."

"Jianguo?" A sneer suddenly appeared on Yiqusheng's face: "That's how Yiquhai was tricked by you and died at the hands of the people of Qin, right?"

Yiqu Hai, the other grandson of the last Yiqu king, has the same prestige among Yiqu people as Yiqu Sheng.

The last Yiqu National People's Congress rebellion was led by Yiquhai, but that rebellion has been suppressed, and Yiquhai's head has been hanging at the gate of the city for several months, turning into a skull.

Li Mu shrugged his shoulders and said: "King Yiqu's words are wrong. Speaking of which, we did support Yiqu Sheng first, but if it wasn't for Yiqu Sheng's blind arrogance, he even led the army to attack the Qin army guarding us." If Yiqu City was defeated by the Qin army's counterattack, then it is obvious that Yiqu Kingdom may have been rebuilt."

Yi Qusheng snorted, noncommittal.

Li Si on the side also said, "Did King Yiqu forget how the Qin people have treated you all these years? Could it be that the Yiqu people are so willing to be oppressed, unwilling to avenge the old king, and only willing to be the lackeys of the Qin people? "

"That's enough!" Yiqu Sheng roared distractedly: "Of course we Yiqu people can't forget hatred! But"

He stared at Li Si and Li Mu in front of him with eyes as sharp as a falcon, and said: "The failure of Yiquhai has already cost us at least half of the warriors of the Yiqu tribe. If we fail again this time, Then our Yiqu tribe is finished, do you understand?"

Li Mu shook his head slowly, and said: "The only thing I understand is that the current state of Qin is the weakest state of Qin since the succession of King Ji of Qin! If the people of Yiqu can't take this opportunity to stand on their own, then I'm afraid that in the future dozens of There will be no more opportunities within the year.”

Li Mu slowed down his speech, and said to Yiqu Sheng in front of him: "Think about it, King Yiqu, after decades, will the people of Yiqu still remember the hatred they once had? By that time, maybe they have already I already think that I am a native of Qin. The word Yiqu may disappear, and there will never be such a tribe again!"

Yi Qusheng's face turned red and then green, and then turned pale. After a while, he finally said: "We need help, and we need a lot of help!"

Li Mu and Li Si glanced at each other, and they both saw joyful expressions on each other's faces.

Li Si immediately said, "A thousand horses, ten thousand stones of grain, and enough armor, weapons and arrows to equip 3000 men."

Yi Qusheng's body shook, and he looked at Li Si in disbelief: "King Zhao is so generous and willing to hand over so many supplies to us?"

Li Si laughed, with a proud expression on his face: "King Yiqu, don't forget that now Dazhao is the most powerful country in the world, these supplies are really nothing!"

Yiqu Sheng's face was complicated, and he said after a while: "If this is the case, then I would like to ask, if things go wrong, can the Zhao cavalry directly support us? I know you have at least [-] cavalry now. right."

Since the incident of the Yuezhi people's invasion, Zhao Guo has obviously strengthened the defenses in Shuofang County, which is only across the river from the Yuezhi people, and increased the cavalry troops here from 2000 to as many as 5000.

And the command of the [-] Shuofang Zhao cavalry was all in the hands of Li Mu.

It is worth mentioning that in the last war, Zhao Dan ordered Li Mu to temporarily restrain all the soldiers and horses in the seven northern counties of Zhao State in order to guard against the invasion of the Huns, Yuezhi and even the Qin State.

Now the war is over, but the soldier talisman in Li Mu's hand is still not taken back.

In other words, at the age of 29 or less than 30, Li Mu has already become the actual controller of Zhao's Northern Border Cavalry Corps!

Yi Qusheng obviously knew some inside information, so he looked at Li Mu eagerly, hoping to get a positive answer from Li Mu.

Li Mu shook his head, and said, "Before the king orders you, no Zhao cavalry can enter the territory of Qin."

Yi Qusheng had a disappointed expression on his face.

Seeing this, Li Si hurriedly said, "But please don't worry, King Yiqu. If something goes wrong, King Yiqu can lead his people to withdraw into our territory of Shuofang County to recuperate and wait for a comeback in the future. And Zhao Qin will surely There is going to be a war, so why should King Yiqu be in a hurry?"

When Yi Qusheng heard this, his complexion improved a lot. He nodded slowly and said, "If that's the case, then let's make it so! After five days, we will hand over the supplies here, okay?"

The three of them negotiated some more details, and then Yiqu Sheng pulled his horse away.

Li Si stared at Yiqu Sheng's receding figure, and couldn't help but said to Li Mu beside him: "General Li Mu, do you really think this Yiqu man can accomplish things?"

Li Mu smiled slightly, and said: "In my opinion, these Yiqu people are just a group of bereaved dogs. How could they be the enemies of the Qin people? Even if they can cause some chaos temporarily, it is absolutely impossible to accomplish anything."

Li Si was taken aback when he heard the words, and said with some distress: "In this way, wouldn't all our aid be in vain?"

Li Mu laughed loudly, and said, "Governor, if the people of Qin can kill each other without harming the lives of the warriors of the Great Zhao, even ten times more supplies will be worth the money! It's getting late, We will go back too."

Li Mu whistled, and a group of Zhao cavalry quickly appeared, and the two guards headed north.

The sound of hooves gradually disappeared, and the grassland once again returned to calm.

Chapter 529 Mohist Lingzi (third update)

Pujin Ferry.

In the past, this was the most important crossing between Qin Guanzhong and Hedong. After the Battle of Hedong, it became the border between Qin and Zhao. At the same time, it became the most lively and busiest crossing between Qin and Zhao.

This morning, just after the sky was bright, several boats from the Qin State Ferry on the west bank of the Yellow River arrived at the Zhao State Ferry on the east bank of Pujin Ferry.

After the ship came to a stop, everyone on board stepped down one after another and started busy moving boxes of goods from the ship.

A middle-aged man wearing a black turban, ordinary scholar's uniform, a pair of straw sandals, and a burden on his back, with a long face and small eyes, who looked somewhat weather-beaten, followed the crowd out of the boat Looking at all this in front of him, there was a look of emotion on his face.

Several Zhao soldiers who were patrolling the pier noticed the existence of this middle-aged man, stepped forward and shouted: "Hey, Wuna Qianshou, show us your biography!"

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, a trace of anger flashed across his face, and said, "Why don't you investigate others, but me?"

The Zhao soldiers spat and said, "Do you think this is still the land of the Qin State? Your Majesty has orders. Anyone who comes from the Qin State must be verified and passed on. If there is no verification, they will be detained on the spot!"

Only then did the middle-aged man understand, a dazed expression appeared on his face, and he saw several Zhao soldiers staring at him with unfriendly expressions, so he took out a bamboo slip from the bundle behind him, and said with a smile: "This time It is also my biography."

The leading Zhao soldier took a look at the bamboo slips, then looked the middle-aged man up and down, and a look of disdain flashed across his face: "He is actually a businessman, let's go to the shed over there to register!"

The middle-aged man came to the shed following the instructions of the soldiers of Zhao Jun. He saw a few tables in the shed, chairs behind the tables, and several small officials sitting on the chairs. Many people are queuing up, apparently to register for the test.

"I've heard that tables and chairs are quite popular in Zhao Guozhong, and now it seems to be true," the middle-aged man thought as he reached the end of the queue.

The efficiency of Zhao Guo's small officials was still very high, and after a while, it was the turn of the middle-aged man.

He didn't dare to be negligent, and passed the bamboo slip in his hand, that is, "Chuan" to this small Zhao official.

The junior official of Zhao State took the biography of the middle-aged man, looked up at the middle-aged man, and read in his mouth: "So the big man in Xianyang Dashang has a real belly, a long face and small eyes, and a height of seven feet three inches six. He was born 34 years ago. At the age of ten, he walked to the end, but he didn't know clothes, stillbirth, or where he was."

This "biography" actually records the situation of this middle-aged man. It shows that he lives in Xianyang Dashang. He is an adult man named Fuzhen. He has a long face and small eyes. About 1.6 meters eight, 34 years old, well-behaved, personal property is unclear.

A very standard biography used by merchants.

While reading, the little official took a blank bamboo slip from the table and wrote vigorously. After a while, a freshly baked biography appeared in the little official's hand.

The difference from the biography that Fuzhen just handed over is that at the bottom of the new biography, there is a small imprint with three small characters "Pujindu" engraved on it.

The little official handed the two copies to Fu Zhen's hands, and said: "This new report is necessary for the passage within the territory of Zhao State. It should be handed back when leaving the country. After it is discarded, it will be punished by the law of Qin. Do you know?"

The middle-aged man named Fuzhen nodded and said: "Got it." He reached out to take the two documents.

Unexpectedly, the little official did not let go, but instead said: "The fee for the new biography is twenty Zhao coins."