Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 778 The God of War is Passed

It's night, half past Yin time (around four in the morning).

Even though it was day and night, there were still many flaming figures in Zhao Jun's camp and Jingxing Pass ahead.

A few days ago, the Qin army, which had suspended its offensive, moved again, which naturally aroused the vigilance of the Zhao army. Both Guancheng and the rear camp were on heightened alert. Soldiers patrolled day and night without stopping.

However, the patrols of property-seeking soldiers can only protect against ordinary people. They are not so effective against certain martial arts masters who are well versed in sneaking in and assassinating.

The land of Yanzhao has the largest number of Jianghu people in the world. Although Zhao Wangqian has a bad reputation, he must have a brave man under the heavy reward. He still successfully recruited a group of good men to assassinate Li Mu.

There were more than ten people in the group, all of whom were elite martial artists whose skills were comparable to those of the best in snare-killing, which was considered rare.

As for the real top players, there are none.

The reason for this is not that there are no such masters in Yan and Zhao, but that most of these masters have a good reputation and will not come to assassinate Li Mu for the declining Zhao country.

Jianghu people care most about reputation. Some of them may not care about notoriety, but they definitely don't like being infamy.

Especially the purest infamy involving national justice.

Killing Li Mu would give them such a reputation that they would never be able to take off.

Farmers would brag to others about how the six hall masters had joined forces to kill the 'human butcher' Bai Qi, but if the target had been Li Mu, they wouldn't have even dared to say a word.

A single curse from one of the people in the North is enough to make all the 100,000 disciples of the peasant family unable to hold their heads up.

Only these desperadoes with mediocre martial arts skills would do such a thing for money.

The climate in mid-March is refreshing, and the chill of early spring has disappeared under the gentle night breeze.

However, the weather tonight was not satisfactory. The sky was dark, the stars were dim, and the moon was appearing and disappearing, weak and lackluster.

Surprisingly, there were not many soldiers assigned to guard the Chinese army camp where Li Mu was located - that is, outside the commander's tent.

But it was reasonable. With his strength, if someone could get inside the tent and assassinate him, it wouldn't matter how many ordinary soldiers were guarding the outside, so why waste that manpower.

More than a dozen killers, wearing dark night clothes, took advantage of the dark moon and high winds to successfully reach the Chinese army camp.

The killing spree against Li Mu is about to begin.

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Not far outside the camp, Zhao Cong and the envoy of King Zhao were anxiously observing the movements of the camp.

Can these killers kill Li Mu?

No one knows the answer to this, not even Zhao Cong, nor Zhao Wangqian.

If possible, they naturally hope that the assassin will succeed in the assassination and kill Li Mu directly, so that Zhao Cong can easily take over the army.

But if they failed to kill Li Mu immediately, then Li Mu, who was protected by hundreds of thousands of Zhao troops, would never be forcibly killed by these dozen people.

Unless all the soldiers just watch Li Mu being surrounded and killed, but this is obviously impossible.

Therefore, once there is unusual movement in Zhao Jun's camp, Zhao Cong and others must enter the camp as soon as possible and take advantage of the chaos to hinder the soldiers to rescue Li Mu.

This requires them to seize the opportunity and be quick. Once it is too late, allowing Li Mu to rely on his personal guards to take a breather and regain control of the army, it is very likely that what happened a few days ago will happen again.

Even Zhao Cong and others will be thrown out of the camp.    Perhaps... the situation will be more serious because of the assassination?
  Zhao Cong is not very clear.

However, even a fool like him knows that this matter is risky.

But he didn't care, because Li Mu couldn't really rebel.

Even if it fails, the most it will be is being driven back to Handan in despair.

But if it succeeds, he will replace Li Mu in command of an army of hundreds of thousands, and he may even have the opportunity to become Zhao Guoxin's general in the future.

I don't know why this mentally retarded man didn't think about what he could do to resist Wang Jian and his hundreds of thousands of elite Qin soldiers.

While Zhao Cong and others were waiting anxiously, there was finally some unusual movement in the Zhao Jun camp not far away, and there seemed to be more floating and floating firelights.

Zhao Cong immediately became energetic and rushed into the camp with his men.

Although Li Mu was determined not to accept the order to change generals, for ordinary Zhao soldiers, Zhao Wangqian was still the king they must obey. Therefore, without Li Mu's order, they did not dare to stop Zhao Cong and his party, who had the king's orders. .

When they arrived near the Chinese army's camp, all they saw, apart from the circles of Li Mu's soldiers, was only the light of fire reaching into the sky.

The commander's tent and the surrounding military tents were all ablaze.

Judging from the results, Li Mu had obviously perished in the flames along with those killers.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Cong grinned happily to the back of his ears, but he quickly restrained himself, pretending to be worried about Li Mu's safety, and directed the surrounding Li Mu soldiers to put out the fire.

Of course Li Mu's personal soldiers ignored this guy, but putting out the fire was necessary.

The camp is close to the Hutuo River and there is no shortage of water. However, how can the tents that have been burned down be extinguished by manpower and water?
  But after all, it was just a few tents, and the fire did not spread, and it was extinguished in less than an hour.

At this time, the sky was already shining, the sky and the earth were dim, and the area around Commander Li Mu's tent had also been burned to a scorched ground.

Li Mu's soldiers found more than a dozen corpses from the fire scene. One of them, although his appearance and body shape was completely indistinguishable due to the high temperature, could probably be judged to be Li Mu based on the remaining armor.

Zhao Cong was so happy about this that he didn't bother to check how many corpses there were at the scene and whether the number was correct. He even turned a blind eye to the disappearance of Li Mu's sword, the famous sword Zhenyue, and concentrated on gathering it. After losing their leader, the army fell into chaos.

At the same time, dozens of miles away from Zhao Jun's camp, by the Hutuo River, a figure in civilian clothes and carrying a long sword was walking along the vapor-filled river in the hazy sky.

Gu Xun stood quietly not far behind this figure, watching the military god of the generation go away.

He showed no trace and said his last few farewell words to Li Mu.

There is no need, just quietly witness this scene.

From then on, there was no General Zhao, Northland Army God, or Wolf Hunter Li Mu in the world. The only one left was the Northland Spirit Keeper who had died at this time.

In the Zhao army camp on the other side, Li Mu died. The entire army was demoralized and morale plummeted. Under the leadership of Li Mu's personal guards, tens of thousands of Zhao army soldiers fled the barracks and fled in all directions. Countryside.

Zhao Cong intended to use these "deserters" as targets for his new official to establish his authority. However, before he could make arrangements, the Qin army, which discovered the Zhao army's misfortune, suddenly had its entire army pressing down and knocking on the pass.

　Post a chapter, I’ve been coding on and off for a day.

　　There will be three updates tomorrow as expected, filling in the missing chapter.

　　
  　
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