A gust of wind blew by, stirring up a pot of water.
"Ahem~"
Jin Yao shrank his neck. There are such things as time travel, and it seems reasonable to have so many ghosts.
"I was just kidding, car beads are so destructive, so... let's engrave a brand!"
A real man can bend and stretch, but it is impossible to be a coward!
I was submissive when I was alive, but what can you do to me after death?
Finally, half the ashes were scattered on the grassland and in the lake.
After doing all this, Jin Yao also took the Pioneer Battalion and Hao Bao on the journey back to Yanmen Pass.
As for the ragged territory, it will also be occupied by the new immigrants from Zhao State, and will no longer be controlled by the prairie barbarians.
After two and a half months, on a stormy night, the Pioneer Battalion returned to camp outside Yanmen Pass.
Li Mu and a group of Yanmen Pass generals came out to greet him in person, but unfortunately, they did not see Jin Yao and a group of Mohist disciples again.
"Where are the chief debaters and the Mohist disciples?" Li Mu already knew the answer, but he was a little disappointed.
"They had returned to the Mo family main hospital in batches on the Suzaku two days ago!" Fu Nian replied with a sigh.
When it's over, brush off your clothes and go away. Hiding your merits and fame is the Mohist family.
"General, I know they left. The problem is, where are my fifty thousand elites!" Li Mu looked at the remaining half of the vanguard battalion and was silent for a while, then shouted filial piety.
You, the Mo family, just left. The favors and lives you owed to Zhao will be repaid in the future, but you also took away more than half of my good 50,000 pioneer battalion soldiers. What do you mean?
"The leader of the debate said that General Li Mu didn't know the exact number of casualties anyway, and he would be secretly hurt if he knew it, so he simply took away half of the soldiers from the Pioneer Battalion who were willing to join the Mohists without telling the general the specific number, so that the general would not have to secretly feel hurt.
Fu Nian explained.
Li Mu's mouth twitched, "I dare you to kidnap my most brave warrior away, is it for my own good? I still want to thank you?"
"I'm really grateful!" Li Mu was furious and said through gritted teeth.
No wonder that kid ran so fast and even Mu Yanshen disappeared with him.
"Well, General Mu, I am going back to Qilu!" Fu Nian saluted and said. The army has been handed back and the war is almost over, so he is going back to Confucianism to continue his studies.
In this battle, he learned a lot and gained a lot of knowledge and experience. Therefore, it was time to go back to Confucianism to retreat for a while and strive to become the ceiling in the leader level.
"Sir, walk slowly!" Li Mu nodded and saluted with his sword.
Then……
"Fu Nian, Fu Zinian, you should help me too!" Li Mubao said filial piety, what do you Confucians and Mohists think of Laozi's military camp?
One quietly kidnapped many of my brave and capable disciples, and the other was even more arrogant and took away hundreds of his soldiers in front of him. Do you really think of yourself as your supply warehouse?
When Fu Nian heard Li Mu's roar, he whipped up his horsewhip and shouted: "If you run fast, you will have food to eat, money to take, and books to read. If you run slow, you will be captured, big-headed soldier!"
Listening to Fu Nian's words, the soldiers in the Pioneer Battalion who were willing to join Confucianism also followed Fu Nian desperately, for fear of being captured by Li Mu.
….
Especially that sentence, having books to read is the key to attracting these soldiers. In this era, if you want to stand out, reading is the fastest way. Even if you don't have any strategy, as long as you can read and read, you can hardly do it.
There is a lack of food and an official job.
The most important thing is that if you can read and have books, after a few years, their heirs can also transfer from military status to military status!
Watching Fu Nian and the soldiers from the Pioneer Battalion leaving, Li Mu finally did not let anyone chase him. He just bowed and saluted with his sword in hand, watching Fu Nian and the soldiers from the Pioneer Battalion leave.
Li Mu knew very well that this prestigious pioneer battalion that roamed the grasslands no longer existed. The most elite disciples among them had probably been divided up by the Mohists and Confucians, and the rest were just ordinary people who had not been selected.
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Mohist General Hospital, Central Square.
The six-fingered black man watched the Suzakus landing, and then watched the groups of Mohist disciples riding back from the city gate, and fell deeply into thought.
"We sent out five thousand disciples, right?"
"Yes, that's right!"
"Do you think this is five thousand?"
"This damn thing is going to cost over 8,000!"
"Moreover, it seems that they even brought back the stomach, war horses, and baggage!"
The leaders of the Mo family fell into silence as they looked at the vanguard camp brought back by Jin Yao.
We have no problem with you bringing back the most elite soldiers under Li Mu's command. The problem is, you also packed up the men, horses, baggage, armor, stomachs, and weapons. For those who don't know, you think the Mo family can't afford it?
"Finally, I can live a good life!" The Six-fingered Black Man felt relieved. He also knew that he had brought back all the equipment, and he felt like a father expected his children to succeed. Finally, these boys were no longer troublemakers who only caused trouble for themselves.
"Look at them, then look at you!" The Six-fingered Black Man looked at the other commanders, who also took people out, but each time they came back, they would lose half of their money.
Thinking of this, the Six-fingered Black Man felt confused again. Originally, five commanders of the Mo family joined him in the war this time, but only two came back.
Facing Dong Hu, they fought too hard. Even if Ji Luo joined forces with them to kill the opponent in the end, more than half of their own side still suffered casualties, with the Mo family suffering the most losses.
"You're back?" Seeing Jin Yao approaching, the Six-Fingered Black Man and others also smiled and greeted him.
"I'm afraid of being poor, and all countries are full of disciples, so I took it upon myself to bring back the disciples I recruited in Yanmen Pass!" Jin Yao touched his head and was a little worried that the Six-fingered Black Man and others would disagree.
"You are the master of Mo Bian. You recruit disciples for Mo Bian. You don't need to explain to us!" The six-fingered black man smiled and took the Mo Mei from Jin Yao.
Jin Yao shuddered, and then understood what the Six-Fingered Black Man meant. He was constantly delegating power to him.
Then Jin Yao also saw that there were three vacant positions in the command office, and understood the result.
The Six-fingered Black Man did not report the casualties of the beheading operation to the army, but returned to each of the hundreds of masters. This made Jin Yao also guess that the casualties would not be too small, and almost all of them were killed.
Therefore, Jin Yao doesn't think that every beheading team can be as lucky as them. The other party can doubt themselves because of half a golden arrow, thus allowing their side to escape disaster.
"It'll be fine when you come back, take good care of yourself, and teach those you bring back!" The Six-Fingered Black Man understood Jin Yao's silence and patted his shoulder slightly, but still did not explain the difficulty of the final battle and the beheading process.
of danger.
"Yes!" Jin Yao nodded, and then placed the newly recruited Yanmen Pass soldiers under the arrangements of the Mo family's remaining disciples.
Dao Mo Wen, the hero of the bright moon in the Qin Dynasty.