The Hero of the Bright Moon in the Qin Dynasty Mo Wen

"Ergan!" The rest of the generals couldn't sit still, and they all drew their swords and stabbed at Jin Yao.

Jin Yao didn't dodge, holding the long sword drawn from Diao Xun's waist, he didn't retreat but advanced, and killed the attacking generals.

For a moment, there were swords, lights and swords in the entire big tent, and blood foam flew everywhere. In the end, there were several corpses, and only Jin Yao was left standing on the field covered in blood, and his body was also covered with scars.

"Is there anyone else who doesn't respect the king's order and obey orders?" Jin Yao looked at the generals around him with red eyes.

"Follow the king's order!" All the generals were frightened. A young man in his thirteen years was so murderous that he dared to kill someone in the tent of the Chinese army commander!

"The general doesn't need to make arrangements, it's enough for all these people's subordinates to be transferred to Benqing's account!" Jin Yao turned to look at Lian Po and said.

Lian Po didn't expect Jin Yao to dare to kill people in the big tent, and even killed so many people at once.

However, Lian Po also knew very well that these people died without guilt, and the military orders banned them. No matter how dissatisfied and angry they were, Jin Yao was always Zhao Guo's son, Shangqing and the deputy general of the army.

"Take it down for a good burial!" Lian Po looked at the guards rushing in and waved his hand.

The guards carried away all the corpses, replaced the tents, and washed away the blood on the ground, but the smell of blood in the tent could not be dissipated.

Fear was left in the hearts of all the generals and school, that boy should not be messed with, he really dared to kill someone!

"If there is nothing wrong, I will go to organize the army first!" Jin Yao looked at Lian Po and saluted.

"Go!" Lian Po waved his hand helplessly, and his eyes signaled Diao Xun to take Jin Yao to accept the barracks and troops of the killed generals.

"Shangqing's methods are too cruel!" Diao Xun took Jin Yao to various camps and whispered.

Jin Yao didn't answer, and looked ahead indifferently until he reached the first Bingtun, a position of 500 people.

Diao Xun got off his horse, and then announced that Jin Yao had become their chief officer, and their chief officer had also been killed.

"What!" All the soldiers were in an uproar, looking at Jin Yao in disbelief, killing the general before the battle started!

"Either die, or shut up and follow me!" Jin Yao said coldly, scanning the soldiers around.

Seeing this, Diao Xun hurriedly signaled to the deputy chief with his eyes, and then looked at Jin Yao who was still bleeding from the long sword in his hand. He didn't doubt that if these soldiers didn't shut up, they would really be killed by Jin Yao.

So, under the command of the deputy chief, the soldiers all shut up.

"You want to follow me, but I don't have to!" Jin Yao nodded in satisfaction, then rode his horse past the soldiers in the queue, swung the whip on each of the strong soldiers, and finally walked all over the village After the song, he opened his mouth.

"All the soldiers who have been beaten come out and go with Benqing, and the rest will be received by the general!" Jin Yao looked at the less than fifty soldiers who had been selected from a village and shouted, and then led these people Go to the next barracks.

The same method, the same deterrence, the difference is that they killed people again, and then took away more than [-] people again.

In the end, Jin Yao took away [-] soldiers from each of the barracks, forcibly expelled a barracks stationed near the mountains and forests, occupied it, and set up a new camp.

"Shangqing...it's too much!" Diao Xun couldn't stand it any longer, murdering, mocking, belittling, expelling, almost using all the methods of nobles and dandies.

"What I want is obedient soldiers who can fight, not a bunch of useless trash who disrespect the general's order!" Jin Yao said coldly.

Diao Xun was so angry that he finally returned to the main tent of the Chinese army and explained what Jin Yao had done to Lian Po.

Lian Po was silent. Although he was a little annoyed, he also knew the consequences of a disagreement between the chief general and the deputy general as the battle was imminent.

"Three fires for a new official to take office, let's treat it as a meeting gift from Lord Shangqing!" Lian Po helped his forehead and asked people to take over the soldiers who were abandoned by Jin Yao.

In the new camp, Jin Yao looked at the 800 warriors who had been selected, and the [-] people also glared at him.

"A bunch of trash, set up camp and train!" Jin Yao cursed angrily, and then walked into the camp that was originally left by the soldiers.

"You!" All the soldiers looked at Jin Yao angrily.

"What are you not trash? Now you are not even qualified to be remembered by Ben Qing!" Jin Yao threw the roster sent directly into the brazier and burned it.

"Each person, every day, swing the sword five hundred times, those who are lazy and slippery, kill!" Jin Yao said, pointing to the wooden stake that was originally trained.

The 800 people dared not speak out, and could only follow Jin Yao's order to train.

Jin Yao really didn't have any contact with these 800 people anymore, except for the daily training tasks, he didn't care about anything else, and what he ate was the food sent from HD, which was very different from the soldiers.

Chapter 53 The Inkmen Evacuate

"Drinking in the army, beating and scolding the soldiers?" Lian Po frowned as he listened to the reports of his subordinates and generals to Jin Yao during this period. This was not something that Mohist disciples could do.

Lian Po didn't believe it at first, but even Diao Xun said it, and Lian Po went to see it himself, so he had to believe it.

"A dog in Benqing's family is better at fighting than you!" Seeing Lian Po coming with a group of staff and generals, Jin Yao turned a blind eye and continued to curse, letting the eight hundred warriors be exposed to the scorching sun and roll in the mud .

When the eight hundred warriors saw Lian Po leading people forward, they also seemed to see hope, and put down the logs on their bodies.

"Who told you to put it down!" Jin Yao hit the nearest warrior with a backhand.

"Presumptuous!" Lian Po couldn't bear it anymore, and directly grabbed the long whip that was flying out with one hand.

"Is the general trying to prevent Ben Qing from teaching his subordinates?" Jin Yao looked at Lian Po coldly and asked.

"This is under the general's command!" Lian Po said angrily.

"You will kill them!" Jin Yao looked at Lian Po and said lightly.

"It's better to die on the battlefield than by your hands!" Lian Po was very angry.

He didn't expect that in just a few months, a young man who was regarded as a gift from God by Zhao Guo would turn into a noble dude.

"The general loves the people like children, let them die!" Jin Yao turned around and left the barracks.

Lian Po frowned, looked at the [-] warriors who were scarred, and looked at Jin Yao who had left with regret.

"What exactly do you want to do?" King Zhao Xiaocheng also heard about it, but he knew very well that Jin Yao was not such a playboy.

"Wei Wuzu!" Facing King Zhao Xiaocheng's questioning, Jin Yao just said three words lightly.

When he came back, he asked Zhao Xiaocheng for a royal decree not to allow Lian Po to intervene in his training.

King Zhao Xiaocheng looked at Jin Yao, and was suddenly stunned. After Jin Bi's death, the Wei soldiers of Wei State lost their training methods, and the remaining Wei soldiers are just leftovers from the past.

"Do you have the training method of Wei Wuzu?" King Zhao Xiaocheng asked expectantly.

It is the glory of the Wei military pawns to win the many with the few. In the Qin, Wei, Yin and Jin battles, Wu Qi defeated 50 Qin troops with [-] Wei pawns. The first battle defeated the Qin State and established the hegemony of the Wei State.

Since then, Wei Wuzu has always been known as the strongest soldier in the world, until the appearance of Bai Qi, Yique battle, 24 Wei soldiers were killed, Wei Wuzu was killed and injured, Wei Wuzu's glory was shattered, Qin Rui Shi stepped onto the stage of history.

Jin Yao didn't answer, but King Zhao Xiaocheng understood.

It is not surprising that Jin Yao has mastered the training methods of Wei military soldiers after Jin Bi.

"Take the tiger talisman back!" King Zhao Xiaocheng handed the tiger talisman to Jin Bi, which meant that even Lian Po was not qualified to intervene in Jin Yao's training from now on.

Jin Yao, who returned to the barracks with the tiger amulet, threw the tiger amulet in front of Lian Po, turned around and left.

"You!" Lian Po was furious, and wanted to cut the kid down.

However, a black and white tapestry appeared beside Jin Yao, blocking Lian Po's angry sword.

"God kills the swordsman!" Lian Po became even angrier when he looked at the Mohist disciple who came back with Jin Yao.

He didn't understand how Jin Yao asked King Zhao for the tiger talisman, and he didn't understand why the Mo family sent a swordsman to protect Jin Yao.

All he knew was that he couldn't move Jin Yao now.

"It's not a good thing for the general that the entire army is under the command of the general. The general doesn't want to see another defeat in Changping, so please be quiet!" Jin Yao didn't turn his head back. The eight hundred warriors who left were brought back to the barracks.

"Are you very happy? Very lucky? Do you think Lian Po can protect you?" Jin Yao taunted as he looked at the eight hundred warriors who looked like eggplants beaten by Shuang coldly.

"From today onwards, the training will be doubled!" Jin Yao looked at the ten god-killing swordsmen invited by the Mo family and said, "Anyone who doesn't follow will be killed directly!".

The ten god-killing swordsmen nodded without saying a word, and looked at the eight hundred warriors with cold eyes under their masks.

The eight hundred warriors dared not speak out, even the general had no choice but to deal with this young man, what else could they do?

"Do you really have the training method of Wei Wuzu?" Moment before, Jin Yao went to see the scene when Six Fingers Heixia borrowed ten god-killing swordsmen.

"No!" Jin Yao admitted decisively.

"So you lied to King Zhao?" Six Fingers Heixia was frightened, the crime of deceiving the king.

"But I have the method of practicing the golden body horizontally!" Jin Yao said calmly.

"Okay!" The Black Man with Six Fingers understood that Wei Wuzu's training method is a secret. Apart from Wu Qi, only the previous Wei Wuzu generals knew about it, but Jin Bi was killed suddenly, and Wei Wuzu's training method was not passed on. down.

But the horizontal training golden body of the armored gate is indeed a battlefield killer, and it is better than nothing.

Jin Yao is also the master of Mobian, so it is understandable to send ten god-killing swordsmen to protect him.

The news that Jin Yao had invited Wang Ling was also spread in the army. All the soldiers dared not speak out, but they could only sympathize with the [-] warriors who had been trained inhumanly.

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However, the war was cruel. Zhao's border army was outnumbered after all. Yangcheng fell, and the main force of Yan's army entered Zhao's territory and headed straight for HD.

"Yangcheng fell, more than half of the five thousand Mohist disciples were killed or injured, two of the four commanders died in battle, and one was seriously injured." Six Fingers Heixia looked at Jin Yao and said.

Yangcheng is the border between Zhao State and Yan State. Once Yangcheng falls, the Yan army can drive straight into the hinterland of Zhao State, and there is no danger to defend!

However, there were too few defenders in Yangcheng, and less than 5 people forcibly held the 40 Yan army for nearly three months.

"Is it really worth it for us to do this?" Jin Yao looked at Six Fingers Heixia.

More than half of the [-] disciples were killed or injured, and two of the four commanders were injured, and one was seriously injured.

"Through the vicissitudes of life, only the vows and beliefs of the Mohists will not change!" The Six-fingered Heixia said heavily.

Non-Gong is the belief of the Mohists. Once the belief is lost, the Mohism will cease to exist!

"Let the disciples withdraw!" Jin Yao sighed, what the Mo family can do has been done, and the rest is Zhao Guo's own business.

"You guys are really sure?" Six Fingers Heixia looked at Jin Yao, but he was talking about Jin Yao and Lian Po.

"No accident, the Yan army will be defeated!" Jin Yao nodded seriously.

Zhao Guo's strategic depth is too long, and Zhao Guo's bloodiness is incomparable. From Yangcheng to HD, the Yan army's expedition, coupled with arrogance, must be slack.

The defeated army retreated to HD, and the whole country of Zhao fell into negativity again. Everyone was looking at Jin Yao, and the agreed Yan general was incompetent?Now that Yangcheng has fallen, the Yan army has driven straight in, and the entire east of Zhao State has fallen into the hands of Yan State.

"Please cook Qingyao!" The officials were furious, they needed someone to divert their anger and fear of defeat.

The voice of please cook Qingyao spread from the court to the four fields of Zhao State.

"See, this is our persistence!" Above the court, Jin Yao whispered to Six Fingers Heixia.

The Black Man with Six Fingers also looked disappointed at Zhao Guo's officials. Yangcheng had just fallen, and more than half of the Mohist disciples had been lost, and two commanders had died. As a result, these people were about to kill the leader of the line above their Mohist leader.

"Decree, all Mohist disciples, withdraw to the Mohist General Academy!" Six Fingers Heixia finally issued the Juzi order and left King Zhao's Palace.