"Not to mention that you saw the righteous soldiers trapped in a tight siege and refused to save them. Over the years, the Mohists have searched in many ways and have learned that when the barbarians went south, Jiuyuan and Yunzhong counties lit beacon fire to signal the defense of Yanmen Pass. Why didn't you report what you knew?
, causing the barbarians to knock on the pass and all the cities in the north didn't know it." Yang Lou continued to ask.
"I...I thought I could win!" Zhao Cong panicked. They knew that the barbarians were going south, but they went to replace Li Mu. They knew very well what Handan wanted, and when he recommended himself to go, they thought it was Li Mu who dared to go.
He is a coward, but he can win more with less.
"You deserve to die!" Lian Po, who was listening to the government next to him, had red eyes. He originally thought it was because the barbarians went south and Jiuyuan and Yunzhong had no time to send a message. But now he realized that it was not the case, but that Zhao Yan and Zhao Cong were blindly arrogant.
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That’s the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers and hundreds of thousands of people!
"You deserve to die!" Those people from the northern border who were lucky enough to escape and settled in Handan also had red eyes. They originally had a happy family, but because the barbarians went south, they lost their homes and relatives, and they could only
I was reduced to Handan and struggled to make a living.
At first they thought it was because the barbarians were too powerful and the generals failed to defend them. But now they realized that it was not the case. It was the generals who were arrogant and did not notify them to flee to the nearest city, which led to their unprepared encounter.
Barbarian persecution.
"I remembered that when General Li Mu was the guard of Yanmen Pass, every year when the barbarians went south, Yanmen Pass would immediately issue a military order to notify and arrange for us to be escorted to the nearby Wubao for shelter. Although life was a bit more difficult and frustrating.
, but at least my home and relatives are still there!" Some people also suddenly remembered what was unusual back then.
"Zhao Cong, what else do you have to say?" Yang Lou looked at Zhao Cong. If Zhao Yan hadn't died at the hands of Lin Jiahe, he would have wanted to take Zhao Yan out and put him on trial.
"I still said the same thing. I thought I could win. Those who have not yet generals are timid before they fight. How can you command an army and protect your home and country?" Zhao Cong looked at Yang Lou.
"So, is this the reason why you didn't report what you knew and allowed the barbarians to go south to persecute your compatriots and sisters?" Lian Po couldn't help it anymore. He jumped directly to the commander's platform and kicked Zhao Cong several feet away.
If he hadn't been stopped by the Mohist swordsman and Yang Lou, he would have drawn his sword and killed Zhao Cong.
"When the Mohists discuss politics, you will bear the consequences of your sins, and others are not allowed to interfere!" Yang Lou stopped Lian Po.
The people and nobles of Zhao State in the audience all looked at Zhao Cong and the Zhao children with red eyes. It was not only the people in the north who were persecuted, but also the nobles.
"You can think that you have the belief that you will win. This is also the dignity of a general, but why don't you report it when you know it?" Yang Lou continued to preside over the debate.
Zhao Cong looked at Yang Lou and couldn't answer. Back then, he had thought of summoning various places, but Zhao Yan stopped him. Zhao Yan meant that if they followed Li Mu's method of clearing the country with strong walls, the barbarians would notice it, which would lead to the failure of the ambush.
Therefore, he acquiesced to Zhao Yan's proposal and did not take the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in the north seriously, and became a bait for them to lure the barbarians south. Unfortunately, they failed and failed to defeat the barbarians, which made the entire north
The environment was corrupted, and hundreds of thousands of people were displaced and exposed to the hooves of the barbarians.
"If you give me an army of 300,000, I can still win!" Zhao Cong whispered.
If they had been like Li Mu back then, with hundreds of thousands of troops plundering the rear, they would have been able to lure the enemy deeper and achieve a great victory, making them as famous as Li Mu.
"It's a joke. You know you don't have enough troops, but you still take the initiative and use the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in the north as bait. Is this your so-called strategy?" Lian Po sneered.
"Even General Li Mu's ambush on the barbarians never allowed the barbarians to cross the Yanmen Pass defense line. What do you think of the lives of the people? You actually used the lives of the people as bait to lure the barbarians south. This is your strategy!" Jin Yao couldn't bear it!
If you live, one general will achieve great success, but he will not use the lives of the people as his stepping stone.
"Winning is king and defeating bandits, I have nothing to say!" Zhao Cong still refused to admit that he was wrong.
"Is this the reason for the tragic defeat at Yanmen Pass that year?" Zhao Qian also looked at Zhao Cong. She only knew that after the defeat, her father seemed to have aged dozens of years. He was drunk and cursed his elder brother for his incompetence.
Now I know that the original fiasco could have been avoided, and the brothers actually used the people as bait, only seeking their own merits and glory.
At this moment, Zhao Qian also had doubts about her family.
"It was the first crime to delay the opportunity of fighting, leading to a ruined war and the displacement of hundreds of thousands of people; it was the first crime to be blind and arrogant, which led to the disastrous defeat of the army, and the blood-stained battlefield of tens of thousands of soldiers. This was the second crime; to fail to save the lives of the martyrs led to the siege of the martyrs.
, The body is intact, this is the third crime; Zhao Cong, you can plead guilty!" Yang Lou looked at Zhao Cong and shouted coldly.
"I don't admit it!" Zhao Cong covered his chest, where Lian Po kicked him, but he still refused to admit guilt.
"You will never change your nature!" Lian Po couldn't bear it any longer, so he drew his sword and struck directly at Zhao Cong.
"珰~" The sound of metal clashing came. Lian Po glared angrily at Jin Yao who was blocking him. Finally, he suppressed his anger, saluted and asked, "A person who has such indifference to life, how can the emperor stop me?"
"Yes, why does the emperor keep him?" The people below also spoke in agreement.
There are many righteous people in Yan and Zhao, and the folk customs have always been fierce, but why is this kind of person who killed his compatriot Pao Ze still alive!
"I just want to ask you, if it happened again, would you still not report the knowledge and not save me until death?" Jin Yao looked at Zhao Cong and asked.
Zhao Cong looked at Jin Yao. He wanted to deny it and argue with words, but when he looked at Jin Yao's eyes, the tragic defeat at Yanmen Pass and the burning, killing and looting of the barbarians, the displacement of the people, and the rumors in his ears came to his mind.
What came was the wailing sound that had been bothering him for several years. Finally, he closed his eyes and shed tears of blood.
"Zhao Cong pleads guilty!" Zhao Cong's anger finally dissipated. He really wanted to win back then, and he really wanted to win.
Over the years, I have been focusing on Li Mu's victory to paralyze myself, making excuses and reasons to convince myself that the defeat was because there was no such a large army back then.
However, lies will eventually be exposed one day, and dreams will wake up.
Now in front of the people of Handan, someone revealed the truth about the fiasco that year, forcing him to face the facts.
Just as Lian Po said, after the war ended like this, he should have died long ago, but he is still alive!
"I don't need you to do anything, Cong has no face to see the people of the north." Zhao Cong drew out his sword and cut off his bun with a sword, leaving his long hair scattered and covering his face.
Seeing Zhao Cong draw his sword, the Mohist disciples around him stood up one after another and pointed their swords at each other to prevent him from killing anyone again.
But Zhao Cong finally had some of the blood of Zhao people. He held the long sword in his mouth and slammed into the ground. The long sword passed through his head and stained the general platform with blood.