"Drinking in the army, beating and scolding the soldiers?" Lian Po frowned as he listened to the reports of his subordinate generals on Jin Yao during this period. This is not something that a Mohist disciple can do.
Lian Po didn't believe it at first, but even Diao Xun told him, and Lian Po went to see it himself, so he had no choice but to believe it.
"I have a dog that can beat you better than any of yours!" Seeing Lian Po and a group of aides rushing towards the general, Jin Yao turned a blind eye and continued to curse, leaving these eight hundred warriors to be exposed to the scorching sun and rolling in the mire. .
When the eight hundred warriors saw Lian Po coming with his men, they seemed to see hope and put down the logs they were carrying.
"Who told you to put it down!" Jin Yao whipped the nearest warrior with his backhand.
"Presumptuous!" Lian Po couldn't help it anymore and grabbed the flying whip with one hand.
"General, do you want to stop me from teaching my subordinates a lesson?" Jin Yao looked at Lian Po coldly and asked.
"This is my general's subordinate!" Lian Po said angrily.
"You will kill them!" Jin Yao looked at Lian Po and said calmly.
"It is better to die on the battlefield than to die in your hands!" Lian Po was very angry.
He could not have imagined that in just a few months, a young man regarded as a God-given talent by Zhao would turn into an aristocratic playboy.
"The general loves his people as his sons, so let them die!" Jin Yao turned around and left the military camp.
Lian Po frowned, looked at the eight hundred warriors with scars, and looked at Jin Yao leaving with regret.
"What do you want to do?" King Zhao Xiaocheng also heard about it, but he knew very well that Jin Yao was not that kind of playboy.
"Wei Wuzu!" Facing King Zhao Xiaocheng's question, Jin Yao just said three words indifferently.
When he came back, he wanted an order from King Zhao Xiaocheng not to allow Lian Po to interfere with his training again.
King Zhao Xiaocheng looked at Jin Yao and was suddenly stunned. After the death of Jin Bi, the Wei soldiers in the Wei Kingdom lost their training method. Now the remaining Wei soldiers are just remnants of the past.
"Do you have any training methods for Wei soldiers?" King Zhao Xiaocheng asked expectantly.
It is the glory of Wei soldiers to win with fewer soldiers. In the great battle between Qin, Wei, Yin and Jin, Wu Qi defeated 500,000 Qin soldiers with 50,000 Wei soldiers. He defeated Qin in one battle and established Wei's dominance.
From then on, Wei Wuzu has been known as the strongest soldier in the world. It was not until the appearance of Bai Qi and the Battle of Yinque that 240,000 Wei soldiers were killed. Wei Wuzu suffered all casualties and the glory of Wei Wuzu was shattered. , Qin Ruishi stepped onto the stage of history.
Jin Yao didn't answer, but King Zhao Xiaocheng understood.
It is not surprising that Jin Yao, after Jin Bi, mastered the training methods of Wei soldiers.
"Take the tiger talisman back!" King Zhao Xiaocheng handed the tiger talisman to Jin Bi, which meant that from now on, even Lian Po was not qualified to interfere with Jin Yao's training.
Jin Yao, who returned to the military camp with the tiger talisman, threw the tiger talisman in front of Lian Po, turned around and left.
"You!" Lian Po was furious and wanted to kill this kid.
However, a black and white mantle appeared next to Jin Yao and blocked Lian Po's angry sword.
"God kills the swordsman!" Lian Po looked at the Mohist disciples who had followed Jin Yao back and became even more angry.
He didn't understand how Jin Yao asked King Zhao for the tiger talisman, let alone why the Mo family sent the God Swordsman to protect Jin Yao.
All he knew was that he couldn't touch Jin Yao now.
"It's not a good thing for the general to have the entire army under the command of the general. The general doesn't want to see the Changping defeat happen again, so just be quiet!" Jin Yao didn't even look back. He said a word and was led by Lian Po. The eight hundred warriors who left were brought back to the military camp.
"Are you very happy? Are you very lucky? Do you think Lian Po can protect you?" Jin Yao looked coldly at the eight hundred warriors who looked like eggplants beaten by frost and mocked.
"From today on, the training will be doubled!" Jin Yao looked at the ten divine swordsmen invited by the Mo family and said, "Anyone who refuses to follow will be killed directly!".
The ten divine swordsmen nodded without saying a word, and their cold eyes under the masks looked at the eight hundred warriors.
Eight hundred warriors dared to be angry but dared not speak out. Even the general had nothing to do with this young man. What else could they do?
"Do you really have the training methods of Wei soldiers?" A moment ago, Jin Yao went to see the scene when the Six-fingered Black Man borrowed ten divine swordsmen.
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"No!" Jin Yao admitted decisively.
"So you lied to King Zhao?" The six-fingered black man was frightened. It is a crime to deceive the king.
"But I have the armor-piercing method of training the golden body!" Jin Yao said calmly.
"Okay!" The six-fingered black man understood that the training method of Wei's soldiers was a secret. Apart from Wu Qi, only the previous generals of Wei's soldiers knew about it. However, Jin Bi was suddenly killed, and the method of training Wei's soldiers was not spread.
Come down.
But the Henglian Golden Body of the Armored Sect is indeed a killer weapon on the battlefield. It is better to have it than not to have it.
Since Jin Yao is the master of Mobian, it is understandable to send ten divine swordsmen to protect him.
The news that Jin Yao invited Wang Ling also spread among the army. All the soldiers dared to be angry and dared not speak out, but they could only sympathize with the eight hundred warriors who had been trained inhumanely.
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However, the war was cruel. After all, the Zhao State's border troops were outnumbered. Yangcheng fell. The main force of the Yan Army entered Zhao State's territory and headed straight towards HD.
"Yangcheng fell, more than half of the five thousand Mohist disciples were killed or injured, two of the four commanders were killed and one was seriously injured." The Six-fingered Black Man looked at Jin Yao and said.
Yangcheng is the border between Zhao and Yan. Once Yangcheng falls, the Yan army can march straight into the hinterland of Zhao without any danger to defend!
However, the garrison of Yangcheng was too small. Less than 50,000 people managed to hold off the 400,000 Yan army for nearly three months.
"Is it really worth it for us to do this?" Jin Yao looked at the Six-fingered Black Man.
More than half of the five thousand disciples were killed or injured, and two of the four commanders were killed and one was seriously injured.
"In all the vicissitudes of life, only the Mohist oath and belief will not change!" Six-fingered Black Man said solemnly.
Non-attack is the Mohist belief. Once we lose our faith, the Mohist school will cease to exist!
"Let the disciples withdraw!" Jin Yao sighed, what the Mo family could do has been done, and the rest is Zhao Guo's own business.
"Are you really sure?" The Six-fingered Black Man looked at Jin Yao, but he was talking about Jin Yao and Lian Po.
"If nothing else happens, the Yan army will be defeated!" Jin Yao nodded seriously.
Zhao State's strategic depth is too long, and Zhao State's bloody nature is unparalleled. From Yangcheng to HD, the Yan army was exhausted on the expedition, coupled with arrogance, there must be some slack.
The defeated army retreated to HD, and the entire Zhao State fell into negativity again. Everyone was looking at Jin Yao. What about the incompetence of the Yan generals that they had promised? Now that Yangcheng has fallen, the Yan army has marched straight in, and the entire east of Zhao State has fallen.
In the hands of Yan State.
"Please cook Qingyao!" The ministers were furious. They needed someone to divert their anger and fear of defeat.
Qingyao's voice, please cook it, spread from the court to the whole country of Zhao.
"You see, this is our persistence!" Above the court, Jin Yao whispered to the Six-fingered Black Man.
The Six-fingered Black Man also looked at the ministers of the Zhao Kingdom with disappointment. Yangcheng had just fallen, 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 their line above the Mohist leader.
"Send the order, all Mohist disciples, withdraw to the Mohist main courtyard!" Six-fingered Black Man finally gave the order and left the palace of King Zhao.