Heaven rewards those who work hard: There is no bottleneck in my martial arts

The setting sun is like blood, and its afterglow shines on the desolate land, dyeing the mountains in the distance blood red.

At this time, a group of Zhao soldiers came over listlessly.

The number of people is about a thousand.

These people are none other than Zhao Guo Li Mu who escaped from Anze City.

After Anze City was captured by the Wei army, Li Mu evacuated from the city under the persuasion of his men. With the remaining soldiers, he planned to rush to the remaining cities still in the hands of the Zhao army.

On both sides of the road are barren fields and dilapidated villages.

After the people here learned about the war between Wei and Zhao, they fled with their families one after another, leaving only ten houses and nine empty houses.

Li Mu stopped his horse and looked at the red sun in the west, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

Counting this time, this was the second time he had been defeated by Zhao Hongming.

As a once powerful general, he has now become a loser. The huge gap makes it difficult for him to accept for a while.

"General, what should we do?" a soldier asked anxiously.

Li Mu was silent for a moment and then spoke slowly: "Once Anze City is lost, none of the remaining cities in Shangdang County can stop Zhao Hongming and the Wei army. Shangdang County can no longer defend it."

"..."

The soldiers around him were speechless.

They all knew that what Li Mu said was true.

If the city of Ze'an cannot be defended with a city defense formation, then the remaining cities without a city defense formation will be even less able to defend.

The situation of the battle has become very clear.

Li Mu suddenly felt that it was unwise for Zhao to launch an army of 200,000 troops on Shangdang this time, only to end up in such a situation.

As a general of an army, he was helpless in the face of such a result, and he felt deeply remorseful in his heart.

In the current situation, when he returns to Handan City, he can guess what will greet him without even thinking.

Li Mu raised his head and looked at the blood-like sunset, with a trace of determination flashing in his eyes.

He took out the sword at his waist and murmured: "I, Li Mu, have fought on the battlefield all my life, and I have never been defeated before I faced King Wu of Wei State. Now my skills are inferior to others, and there is nothing to say. Today's defeat has made me Without being able to prove those rumors, I have no shame in living in this world."

Canglang!

Li Mu pulled out the sword from his waist. The blade of the sword reflected his vicissitudes of life and firm face, turning red little by little under the setting sun.

"General, think twice!" Seeing this, the cronies around him hurriedly stopped him and knelt on the ground to persuade him: "If you remain useful, you may not be able to wash away today's shame in the future."

Li Mu heard this but shook his head and said: "Pang She and the others forced me to send troops this time, but I refused them. If I can win, that's fine. But if I lose, it's hard to explain clearly. The only way is to die." Mingzhi."

"General!"

"I've made up my mind."

Li Mu's whole body was full of zhenqi, and his martial arts level was revealed throughout his body.

His whole body was shrouded in a faint light, and the true energy was rushing through his body, flowing through his meridians.

Every breath was accompanied by a surge of true energy, affecting the surrounding air and forcing the cronies back one by one.

"You take my head back to Handan, Zhao State, and hang it before everyone. I, Li Mu, have never betrayed Zhao State!"

puff!

Li Mu flipped his wrist, his true energy surged, and the sword swung past his neck.

As the sword edge cut across his neck, blood spurted out, staining his clothes and the ground beneath him red.

His body fell slowly, and the last light in his eyes slowly extinguished like the sunset.

The surrounding soldiers were deeply shocked by this scene. They fell to their knees, holding Li Mu's head and crying bitterly.

"General..."

As Li Mu fled, the remaining Zhao troops around Ze'an City were defeated one by one by the Wei troops.

At this point, the seven cities captured by the Wei army, including Shangdang County, have been connected together. The Wei army does not have to worry about logistical changes and has taken the geographical initiative.

On the messy battlefield, the remaining 30,000 Zhao army soldiers became lambs to be slaughtered. Their eyes were full of fear and despair.

Facing these prisoners, Zhao Hongming showed no mercy and ordered them all to be killed.

Wei's attack on South Korea cost a lot of money, and gathering these prisoners of Zhao would undoubtedly cause a huge burden. Killing these prisoners was the simplest and least burdensome way for them.

It just so happens that this can be used to show the majesty of the Wei army.

With the flash of cold light, the lives of Zhao Jun soldiers were ruthlessly harvested and pushed into the dug deep pits.

Their screams and begging for mercy intertwined to form a sad song.

However, the Wei army who killed them all remained indifferent. His eyes were cold and firm, as if all this was commonplace in their eyes.

What's more, you can take advantage of this skill to condense your murderous aura and improve your cultivation.

In the next month or two, the Wei army, led by Zhao Hongming, captured the other five cities in Shangdang County.

Every time he captured a city, he killed all the Zhao troops in the city, leaving no one alive.

This cruel method made the defenders of other cities so frightened that they abandoned the city and fled.

In the end, after almost half a year, Zhao Hongming successfully opened the way for Wei to enter the Korean capital.

Zhao Hongming stood on the top of a mountain, looking at Yangzhai, the capital of South Korea, in the distance.

In the distance, the palace stands majestically, its roof is shining with gold, and its walls are tall and solid, making it appear indestructible.

The streets in the city are wide, clean and criss-crossed, and people are walking back and forth on the streets. Everything seems so harmonious and beautiful, without any atmosphere like before the war.

Zhao Hongming showed a faint smile and waved his whip.

Behind him, the Wei army surged towards Yangdi like a heavy tide.

……

It was dark at night, and the palace hall in Handan City was brightly lit.

Li Mu's confidant, who was covered in dust, slowly walked into the hall with a heavy package.

His face was full of grief and determination, and his eyes revealed an unspeakable heaviness.

"My lord, pay homage to your majesty." He knelt down in front of King Zhao and raised the package above his head with both hands.

Emperor Cheng Xiang sat on the dragon chair and glanced at the package. He vaguely guessed something and his expression changed slightly.

"What is this?" he asked in a deep voice.

"This is the head of General Li Mu." Li Mu's confidant replied with a trembling voice: "He was defeated in Anze City. He knew that he had no face to face His Majesty and the ministers, so he chose to commit suicide."

When Emperor Cheng Xiang heard this, his body trembled, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

Li Mu's confidants raised their heads and said with red eyes: "My general has definitely not betrayed Zhao. I hope your majesty will understand clearly."

Emperor Chengxiang was not a fool. He knew that he had wronged Li Mu that day, but now that the matter was over, he didn't have much power to do anything for him.

After a while, Emperor Cheng Xiang let out a long sigh, with endless sorrow in his voice: "General Li Mu has devoted his life to the Zhao State. Send the order, and give General Li Mu a good burial."

Faced with the heavy loss of Shangdang's city, under the deliberate control of Pang She's party members, the court did not cause much disturbance.

In the eyes of everyone, Shangdang is just a city presented by South Korea, and it would be nothing to regret even if it were lost.

Moreover, there are still five cities in the hands of their Zhao country. This time, the 200,000 Zhao army was not completely wiped out. Overall, they did not lose much. Many ministers believed that although Wei had the upper hand temporarily, Zhao still had enough strength to compete with it due to its vast land, abundant resources and large population.

In Prime Minister Pang's mansion.

Pang She, who heard that Li Mu had committed suicide, couldn't help laughing loudly.

Now that Li Mu has died, the leader of the Haoran clan who stood behind him has also fallen. In other words, from now on, his family will be the sole ruler of the entire Zhao Kingdom.

No one or any force could challenge his position, and Emperor Cheng Xiang was already in his hands.

It can be said that he is the uncrowned king of Zhao.

With the resources of this country, he can do many things, and he may even be able to find out something about the way to immortality.

At the same time, Pang She also saw that the Wei State was gradually growing in the hands of Wei King Zhao Hongming, which was indeed a hidden danger.

Now that Zhao Guochao is in his hands, he will then focus on Wei Guo and deal with Zhao Hongming, a unique warrior.

Eliminate these hidden dangers.

The cultivation level of Wu Dan Realm is not invincible.

It happened that the master of Zuo Village from Wei State came to recommend himself, which was an opportunity.

Pang She couldn't help but sneered twice: "Someone is here to prepare the car."

Five days later, outside Yangzhai, the capital of South Korea.

The Wei army rushing all the way was like a black iron wall. Chen Bing was outside the city, completely surrounding the Korean capital.

On the city wall, the Korean soldiers looked nervously at the densely packed Wei army outside the city, their faces full of panic and uneasiness.

In the palace hall of Yangzhai City, the atmosphere was also extremely tense.

The ministers of South Korea gathered together and discussed in a hurry.

The main hall is like a noisy vegetable market.

Emperor Xuanhui of South Korea, Han Wei, looked bitter and asked anxiously: "Now that the Wei army is approaching, how should we respond?"

"We must not surrender to Wei!" A minister shouted emotionally: "Yangzhai City is extremely strong and has a large formation. As long as we can't hold on, the Wei army will not be able to break through our city. As long as we can hold on Stay and wait for the opportunity, and you will definitely be able to turn the tide of the war!"

Another minister calmly analyzed: "Our army cannot compete with the Wei army at all. Defending can only delay and cannot change the outcome. The only way now is to sue for peace."

"You shameless man, do you want to betray your country?"

When some ministers heard this proposal for peace, they couldn't help but cursed.

"Do you have any clever strategies for retreating from the enemy? Why don't you tell me so that the shameless men like me can see it. I heard that the Wei army massacred the city all the way down, and the killing was very heavy. Once the Wei army attacks, do you think everyone here has any ideas? Any chance of survival?”

"Coward! I'm ashamed to be with you."

The ministers of the two factions held their own opinions and argued endlessly.

Emperor Xuanhui of South Korea, Han Wei, looked at Shen Wenyuan and asked, "What does Lord Shen think I should do?"

Shen Wenyuan, who had been keeping his eyes closed, opened his eyes when he heard Emperor Xuanhui Han Wei's inquiry.

At this time, his expression was as dark as water, and he could not see any joy or sadness.

In his opinion, the powerful Zhao State is no match for the Wei army. With such a vulnerability, their national strength of South Korea is far inferior to that of Zhao State. At this level, it is impossible for South Korea to persist any longer.

Shen Wenyuan raised his head, stared at the plaque on the main hall, let out a long sigh and said: "Your Majesty, surrender."

After he said these words, the hall fell completely silent, and it became audible to hear the drop of a pin.

As we all know, Shen Wenyuan has a very high status in the court, and his words are the final word.

Emperor Xuanhui Han Wei lowered his head in the end and said sluggishly: "Tomorrow I will pass the throne to Prince An, and I will leave the matter of surrendering to the Wei army to you."

Upon hearing Han Wei's decision, there was an uproar in the hall.

The ministers who advocated defense left angrily, while those who advocated surrender breathed a sigh of relief.

Although many people are dissatisfied and unwilling, they know and understand that this is the only way out at the moment.

Seeing this, Emperor Xuanhui Han Wei smiled bitterly in his heart.

What these ministers didn't know was that long before the Wei army besieged the city, the headmaster Wu Daitian had secretly taken his disciples and fled to the Kingdom of Yan.

At present, South Korea has no means of resistance and has no other choice but to surrender.

In the Wei camp outside the city gate of Yangzhai City, Zhao Hongming sat high on a big chair with a majestic expression.

He accepted the letter of surrender handed over by the Korean envoy, with a proud smile on his face.

"Tell your king, as long as you stay safe and keep yourselves, Wei will not treat you badly." Zhao Hongming said happily.

After hearing this, the Korean envoy looked pale and lowered his head.

They knew that from this moment on, South Korea had lost its independent status and dignity and became a vassal state of Wei.

When the time is right, it will completely become a part of Wei State.

This is already a tacit fact.

The next day, outside Yangzhai City.

A solemn and solemn surrender ceremony is taking place.

Zhao Hongming sat on the back of the tall dragon colt with a majestic expression.

Behind him were the 350,000 Wei troops who had arrived in Handu.

The army seemed to have just returned from the sea of ​​blood, and the strong atmosphere of blood was revealed in the solemnity, giving him a powerful impression.

The flags are long and fluttering in the wind.

The huge characters "Wei" and "武" are placed on the left and right of Zhao Hongming.

At this time, in front of him, the newly enthroned Han Wangan led the Korean royal family and ministers to stand solemnly, wearing plain clothes, silent.

If you look carefully, you can see a hint of humiliation and helplessness in their eyes.

Han Wangan, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, held the traditional jade seal of South Korea in his hand. Under Zhao Hongming's gaze, he slowly walked towards the side of the Wei army.

His steps were heavy and slow, and every step he took seemed to have gone through countless struggles, and there were even thin beads of sweat on his forehead.

When he walked in front of King Wei, he lowered his head deeply, raised the jade seal in his hand over his head, and said loudly: "The guilty minister specially presents the imperial seal of the Han Dynasty to your country today, and I hope that our country will submit to you. Under your rule, there will always be peace.”

Zhao Hongming was moved.

The dragon horse under the crotch responded and walked in front of Han Wangan.

Under the gaze of all Korean ministers, Zhao Hongming took the Korean traditional jade seal and looked at it in his hands.

This jade seal is carved from the finest jade, crystal clear and as warm as jade.

The shape is square with straight sides, and the top is engraved with exquisite dragon-shaped patterns, which is lifelike.

On the front of the jade seal, the four characters "Yu Guo Taiping" are engraved, which are vigorous, powerful and majestic.

Zhao Hongming raised the jade seal high and showed the trophy to Wei Jun.

Suddenly, the cheers of Wei soldiers rang out from heaven to earth, and their voices were deafening.

A supreme momentum burst out from Wei Jun's body, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the white clouds in the sky instantly collapsed.

The many Korean ministers and royal family standing in front of the army all turned pale. (End of chapter)