Fu Qin starts with a plan

Chapter 451

Li Xin, who had just raised his sword, saw Maodun falling off the horse in the blink of an eye, and couldn't help being stunned. After realizing it, he looked back.

I saw Wang Li holding an unknown weapon, aiming at Maodun's position.

The weapon was emitting green smoke, Wang Li had a smile on his lips, Han Xin couldn't help laughing, he didn't need to think about it, he knew that he had been swayed by this little bastard.

At that moment, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, Li Xin turned his horse's head, and didn't care about Maodun on the ground. He came to Wang Li angrily, and said cursingly: "Little bastard, your father and I are of the same generation, and you are so right." Elders!"

"hey-hey."

Wang Li smiled condescendingly, and immediately put away the short gun, and said to Li Dao: "Old General, as the saying goes, there are no fathers and sons on the battlefield, even if my father is here, it should be mine, or mine!"

After saying this, he looked at Han Xin subconsciously, and said with a smile: "What's more, soldiers never tire of cheating, right, General Han!"

Han Xin pondered for a while, then grinned and said: "That year when we fought against the Huns, together with the two generals, we were as humble as a minions."

Wang Li: "."

Li Xin: "."

The two looked at each other without speaking.

After a while, Han Xin added another sentence: "I don't know the art of war."

Hey!
Wang Li rolled his eyes, Li Xin turned his horse's head.

At this moment, the Hun warriors panicked when they saw that Mao Dun had been killed.

Some tribal leaders and chiefs rushed to the three generals and knelt down to beg for mercy: "My lord, we surrender, please spare our lives."

As soon as the words fell, a sword light 'swish' passed by, and there was a burst of coldness on the neck, and then, a corpse limp on the ground.

I saw Li Xin snorting coldly: "My Li sword drank blood when it was out of the sheath, it couldn't kill Mo Dun, it just happened to kill you, let me kill them all!"

"Roar!!"

The soldiers of the Qin army around greeted each other, immediately drew their swords, and rushed towards the leaders and chiefs of the Huns.

Wang Li and Han Xin looked at each other, and their eyes became a little strange.

However, they did not sympathize with these Huns, and immediately ordered the tribes to kill all the tribes of the Huns.

Not long after, a bloody massacre kicked off on the grassland.

It lasted until dusk fell, and the Huns camp was razed to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, there was a round of sweeping the battlefield.

The general of the Qin army standing on the city wall and watching the scene outside the city couldn't help laughing: "The Hun army has been wiped out, and our army has won!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone on the top of the city showed excitement.

Zhao Kun also saw this scene from the top of the city, with a satisfied smile on his face.

At the same time, he also saw a person riding back on a war horse, who seemed to be holding a head in his hand.

Presumably, it should be the head of the great Shanyu Modun.

As the figure got closer, Zhao Kun also saw the person coming, it was actually Li Xin.

"Prince, His Royal Highness"

"The general will take the head of the Great Chanyu!"

Li Xin rode a horse, shouted, and returned to the pass with Mao Dun's head.

He never thought that Wang Li would let him take the credit in the end.

Originally thought that Wang Li killed Mao Dun in order to gain credit, but Wang Li's move made Li Xin somewhat unexpected.

Thinking about it later, it was not without reason that Wang Li did this.

The current Wang family is already in full swing, and even has a prince. These achievements are insignificant to Wang Li.

What's more, the most important point is that Wang Li and Zhao Kun have a very good relationship.

Han Xin is also a direct descendant of Zhao Kun.

As for him, Li Xin, the relationship with Zhao Kun is neither salty nor weak.

The current Zhao Kun is the prince of the Great Qin Empire, and the future of the Great Qin Empire will be in Zhao Kun's hands.

The head of the Xiongnu Dashanyu Modun is equivalent to a certificate of honor.

If he knows the current affairs, he will take the credit.

If you don't know the current affairs, I am afraid that it will be ignored by the first emperor just like the battle against Chu.

Fell into the sand, ups and downs, Li Xin is no longer the Li Xin he was back then, he has already seen the way of the future, so he wants this credit.

When Li Xin came to the city, Zhao Kun led a group of generals to welcome him back with a smile.

Li Xin took off his sword, came to Zhao Kun, knelt down on one knee, cupped his hands and said, "His Royal Highness, the last general did not disgrace his life, and brought you back the head of the Xiongnu Da Shanyu!"

"Hahaha, good! Good! Good!"

Hearing this, Zhao Kun laughed for a while, said three good words in a row, then raised his hand to support Li Xin, and said with satisfaction: "General Li Xin has worked hard!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to General Qin who was behind him: "Come here, hang Maodun's head on the Golden Wolf Banner to commemorate the lost soldiers of the Qin army and the innocent people of the Central Plains!"

"promise!"

A Qin general stepped forward, took Maodun's head, ran straight to the top of the city, and tied it to the golden wolf flag.

At this moment, a dull sound of horns suddenly sounded from the top of the city.

"woo woo woo woo--!"

Hearing the sound of the horn, countless people looked up and looked at the bloody head. They were complicated, excited, sad, and relieved.

All kinds of emotions came together and finally turned into silence.

After a moment of silence, a burst of drums sounded again.

"Boom boom boom boom—!"

At this time, the drums of soldiers retreated.

As the drums fell, countless soldiers of the Qin army began to return to the city one after another.

The twilight is extremely beautiful, with a blood-red setting sun hanging on it. Tomorrow's Great Qin Empire will rise like the rising sun.

Everyone is full of expectations. This is a good era, which belongs to every Qin person and every Central Plains person.

Seeing Maodun's head hanging on the golden wolf flag, the tension in Zhao Kun's heart was relaxed, and he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

The disaster of the Huns was finally resolved.

However, it can only be slowed down.

The rest of the development is crucial. The planning of the countries in the Western Regions cannot rely entirely on wars, but on resourcefulness and operations.

After all, the distance is too far, and Qin State does not have so many people migrating there.

If you want to bring a new territory into the territory of Great Qin, you cannot rely on war alone.

Take South Vietnam, for example, where millions of people were relocated, but riots still occurred from time to time.

The countries in the Western Regions are multi-ethnic areas, which are even more chaotic.

Therefore, the cultural invasion strategy discussed with Ying Zheng before is particularly important.

And after experiencing the live broadcast of the Battle of the Huns, I believe that more people in the Western Regions understand the strength of Qin.

As long as they know that Qin is stronger than the Huns, then the prerequisites are there.

It will not be difficult to operate slowly in the future.

As long as there is a plate in the Western Regions, the development of Qin will definitely advance by leaps and bounds.

Finally, order is re-established, the industrial revolution is laid out, and the era of navigation in Great Qin begins.

Let the black dragon flag of Daqin be planted in every corner of the world.

America, Europe, and Africa are all in Zhao Kun's plan.

In his lifetime, he wants to create a real Great Qin Empire, and the whole world is the land of Qin.

Thinking of this, Zhao Kun's heart was full of yearning, and he murmured: "This world is mine, and this Great Qin is mine."

At the same time, beyond the pass.

The Qin army had finished clearing up the battlefield, carrying the spoils and captives, and was heading back, when a large group of people came slowly.

Looking at Qin Jun who returned from outside the pass, his body was covered with blood, like a demon returning from hell, exuding an evil spirit all over his body.

None of the soldiers defending the city were afraid, but envious.

Those returning Qin Jun all showed joyful expressions on their faces, as if they had received some great benefits.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to see that their waists are covered with heads.

These numb heads are their military exploits.

The military system of Daqin is that each person killed can be rewarded with military exploits.

Therefore, every Qin soldier was attracted to fight frantically on the battlefield.

This kind of direct military merit reward also caused Qin Jun to fight the enemy desperately like a madman on the battlefield, beheading his head and hanging it on his waist. This kind of action is a devil in the eyes of the enemy.

The reason why the Qin army was able to kill the soldiers of the six countries in the battle against the six countries was because they turned into a group of devils on the battlefield.

To kill is to capture the soul first, and evil comes from the gallbladder.

Qin Jun's courage has made Qin Jun's strength.

The army returned to the city one after another, and Zhao Kun led the generals in the city to greet them out of the city.

Standing outside the city, looking ahead, everyone had smiles on their faces.

Zhao Kun looked at them, stood on the carriage, and shouted loudly: "My dear sons of the Qin army, welcome your triumphant return!"

As soon as the words fell, the generals behind them all pulled out their swords and echoed: "Welcome our soldiers to triumph!"

"Welcome the triumphant return of our soldiers!"

On the top of the city, all the soldiers below the city shouted loudly, with an aura that shook the sky.

Wang Li and Han Xin looked at each other with excited expressions, and drew out their swords, leading the victorious Qin army officers and soldiers to shout: "Great Qin will surely win!"

"Daqin will win!"

"Daqin will win!"

"Daqin will win!"

The shouts spread for miles and resounded through the sky.

Those dejected Hun captives trembled and trembled one by one, wondering what kind of existence they were fighting against.

Is this the state of Qin?

Is this the Qin country that was once looted wantonly by him?

Do not!
This is not, this is the Great Qin Empire.

A kingdom that cannot be conquered.

In the hearts of all the Huns, a seed of invincibility and invincibility was planted.

Zhao Kun didn't know what the Huns were thinking, and after the shouting ended, he ordered the groom to drive the carriage to the front of Wang Li and Han Xin's horse.

"Wang Li, Han Xin, you did a good job in this battle!"

Hearing this, Han Xin and Wang Li looked at each other again, and then said with a smile: "My lord has already disabled the Huns, so we're just finishing up!"

"Yes, son, we didn't do anything!"

"Did not do anything?"

Zhao Kun raised his eyebrows amusedly: "Why did I see a blood hole in Mao Dun's head?"

"This"

Wang Li's expression froze, a little embarrassed.

Han Xin looked up at the sky, but he didn't seem to hear or see anything.

"Humph!"

Zhao Kun snorted, stared at Wang Li and asked, "Did you shoot?"

"Sir, I."

Wang Li scratched his head and said, "I just want to try the marksmanship I practiced recently!"

"With your second-rate marksmanship, what if you hit one of your own?"

"Isn't this a miss?"

"Hmph, don't shoot indiscriminately if you don't get hit, the bullets don't open their eyes!"

Zhao Kun snorted and turned to look at Han Xin; "Ah Xin, what's going on at the Huns' court?"

"I killed all the Xiongnu soldiers sent to chase me. I turned back and sealed the Huns' royal court. The captives, cattle and sheep are all in Jiuyuan County, waiting to be determined!" Han Xin replied respectfully.

Zhao Kun nodded: "Good job, just leave it to my father to make a decision."

"promise."

Han Xin promised.

Zhao Kun glanced at the army returning to the city behind him, and ordered: "Let's go back to the city first!"

"Back to the city!"

Hearing Zhao Kun's order, Wang Li was the first to react, and immediately waved back.

Zhao Kun's carriage came aside, and the army slowly entered the city.

The soldiers looked at Zhao Kun and saluted him one after another.Zhao Kun nodded with a smile and said: "This battle is a big victory. I will hold a banquet in the city. All soldiers, you must eat enough and drink to your heart's content!"

"Hahaha, thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

All the soldiers heard it and shouted loudly.

It was so comfortable to drink and eat meat after the war.

When the soldiers were almost back, Zhao Kun took advantage of the night to return to the city.

At this time, the city was already full of aromas, and meat and vegetables were cooked in large pots on the bonfire.

These pork, beef, and mutton were all prepared by Zhao Kun's order a long time ago.

In this battle, he saw the hardships of the soldiers of the Qin army, so he had to reward them.

When Zhao Kun came to the Sheriff's Mansion, the banquet for the generals had already been set up, and Ying Zheng sat at the main seat, looking at everyone with a smile.

As soon as Zhao Kun entered the door, someone notified Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng also immediately asked people to prepare steaming food and wine.

When Zhao Kun sat down, veteran Li Xin suddenly said to Zhao Kun, "His Royal Highness, just now we were discussing with His Majesty how to deal with the frontier affairs after the destruction of the Huns. Your Majesty said that we will wait for you to make arrangements, and His Highness the Crown Prince please express it!"

Hearing this, Zhao Kun subconsciously looked at Ying Zheng. Ying Zheng smiled and nodded slightly: "General Li is often at the border. Now that the crisis at the border is lifted, it's time for him to go home to see his family. The soldiers haven't been home for more than ten years."

Hearing this, Zhao Kun suddenly realized.

The soldiers of the Qin army guarding the frontier have indeed been in the frontier for a long time, and they are not carefree people.

In the past, it was to defend the home and the country, but now that the border troubles have been lifted, it is natural to go home and have a look.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Kun looked around at the generals and said with a smile: "I understand the feelings of the generals, but the country's frontiers cannot be left unguarded for a day, so the defenders of the Great Wall cannot withdraw!"

After these words fell, the expressions of all the generals darkened.

Suddenly, Zhao Kun changed the topic again, and continued: "But!"

"Ok?"

The Jiuyuan generals were taken aback.

The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth twitched slightly, Wang Li, Han Xin and other generals who were familiar with Zhao Kun couldn't help laughing.

Only Zhao Kun laughed and said: "Although the garrison cannot be withdrawn, the military system must be changed!"

As he said that, he turned around and handed over to Ying Zheng: "Father, my son thinks that our Daqin military system needs to be reformed, and frontier guarding is a major issue for the country, so we can't be careless. Therefore, my son recommends a five-year rotation!"

"Rotation every five years?"

Ying Zheng was also taken aback.

"The garrison is replaced every five years, which can maintain the vitality of our army and improve the enthusiasm of the soldiers!"

"Father, you can think that the sergeants who have guarded the frontier will definitely be better than the sergeants in the inland when they return to the inland, and the sergeants in the inland will make great progress after going to the frontier to hone their skills. Take it to the next level!"

Hearing this, Yingzheng's expression brightened, and he immediately looked at the generals, and said, "What do you love, what do you think of the crown prince's words?"

"Great!"

Li Xin spoke first.

The rest of the generals agreed one after another; "His Royal Highness is wise!"

"Okay! Then according to my son's words, let each Qin army guard the border for five years, and after five years, they will be rotated!"

Yingzheng waved his sleeves, and all the officials in the audience echoed again: "Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live!"

"Hahaha!"

Ying Zheng laughed loudly.

Zhao Kun also nodded in satisfaction.

In fact, he had this idea, which was related to South Vietnam.

(End of this chapter)