In fact, not only the Great Wall Army, but also all the soldiers of Zhao State were eager for war, inspired by the military merit system.
War can bring them titles, honor, money, land, women... and can even solve problems such as pension, child support, and children's education.
Anything they can think of can be obtained through war.
Moreover, Zhao State has always been generous in terms of rewards, so there is no need to worry about deductions. If you are on the front line, they will be delivered to your home for free, and the losses will be borne by the court.
It can be said that everyone has been holding their breath for a long time and is ready for a big fight.
When they learned that the Lecheng Legion was going to war, the other soldiers' eyes turned green with envy.
But without orders from the court, they could only stay in the camp and undergo boring training.
"Your Majesty, if it doesn't work, we can just beat Dong Hu. Brothers are going crazy." Sima Shang shouted.
"You have driven the Donghu to the east of the Daqing'an Mountains, and you still want to cross the mountains to fight?" Zhao Kuo said angrily.
Originally, Donghu was in the north of Zhao State, and the two sides communicated with each other from time to time. The wells did not interfere with the rivers, and there was peace. As a result, the Great Wall Army joined forces with Fan Tong and directly wiped out several Donghu tribes, scaring the remaining tribes to run away.
Now not even a Donghu figure can be found on the grassland.
"You can't blame us. Who made Dong Hu so reluctant to fight?" Sima Shang said in a low voice.
It was indeed a mistake that time. It was originally just to support Fan Tong, but as a result, everyone suppressed it, failed to control the intensity, and directly wiped out several tribes.
"Okay, just say a few words. Your Majesty and the court will naturally make arrangements, so you don't need to talk too much." Li Mu glared at Sima Shang.
"Make it seem like you don't want to fight. Last time, my wife said that you were always dreaming about fighting." Sima Shang curled his lips and mumbled in a low voice. Li Mu was so angry that his face turned red and he was speechless.
Zhao Tong on the side covered his mouth and laughed secretly.
At noon, Zhao Kuo had a meal in the military camp, but did not give any conventional speeches.
For more than half a month after that, Zhao Kuo stayed in Dai County.
Just when Zhao Kuo was about to leave, Li Mu suddenly found Zhao Kuo.
"What's the matter?" Zhao Kuo asked.
"Your Majesty, Fan Tong wants to see you." Li Mu said, cupping his fists.
"Fan Tong?" Zhao Kuo was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to remember that this guy was the white wolf with empty gloves, who had trapped a talented person from the Donghu tribe with just one mouth.
If he had been born a few decades earlier, he might have become someone like Su Qin and Zhang Yi. Unfortunately, times have changed.
Thanks to Su, Qin, and Zhang Yi, the two originators of the political strategist family, the reputation of the political strategist family is not very good, or even very bad.
After all, no monarch would like this kind of person who can influence the general trend of the world with just one mouth and play with the monarch in the palm of his hand.
So in the late Warring States period, the once popular strategists declined rapidly, and top strategists like Zhang Yi and Gongsun Yan never appeared again.
Fortunately, although these routines are still practiced in the Central Plains, they are still dragon-slaying techniques among the barbarians.
In the past, everyone looked down on the Hu people, always thinking that the Hu people were inferior and unwilling to contact them. Now that most of the grasslands have been included in the Zhao Kingdom, everyone has discovered that there is also a lot of wealth in the grasslands.
Money can make people go around, and huge benefits can make people take risks.
However, compared with others, Fan Tong is obviously more courageous.
"Let him come in." Zhao Kuo nodded, such a talent is indeed worth meeting.
Soon, a man with an unattractive appearance who could not be found among the crowd walked in.
"Tong pays homage to the king." Fan Tong wore a left-hand Hu suit, but it was different from the traditional Hu suit, but an improved Hu suit under the influence of the Central Plains culture.
This kind of Hu clothing is not only popular among the Hu people, but also in the Zhao Kingdom. It is very convenient to ride on horseback, but it is often criticized by orthodox Confucianists as barbarians.
"Sit down." Zhao Kuo pointed to the bench opposite Li Mu and said.
Although Fan Tong was not from the Zhao Kingdom before, since he was calling himself the Great King now instead of the King of Zhao, it means that he still considered himself to be from the Zhao Kingdom.
Zhao Kuo has always been kind to his own people.
Fan Tong didn't expect Zhao Kuo to be so easy to talk to. He turned his head and glanced at Li Mu. Li Mu nodded slightly, telling him not to worry.
The relationship between the two is still very good. When Li Mu met Fan Tong for the first time, he was shocked by his actions.
There is such a person in the world!
After Fan Tong succeeded, he was afraid that the matter would be exposed and Donghu would retaliate, so he wanted to seek asylum from Zhao Jun.
With money that was not his own, Huo Huo didn't feel bad about it. Fan Tong was very generous in doing this. No matter what he got in Donghu, he would give half of the profits to the Great Wall Army.
Li Mu also reciprocated and gave Fan Tong all the help he could within the scope of his duties.
Fan Tong had previously caused public outrage and was besieged by many Donghu tribes. Li Mu led the Great Wall Army to conduct a military exercise on the grassland, maiming several tribes who had enmity with Fan Tong, and frightened the Donghu troops and ran directly to Daqing'anling.
East, far away from Zhao State.
After Fan Tong returned, he directly annexed these crippled tribes, greatly increasing his strength, and Zhao also gained a large area of pasture.
"Tell me, what do you want to see me for?" Zhao Kuo asked.
"Tong has a gift for the king." Fan Tong said with cupped hands.
"Oh? I wonder what kind of gift it is?" Zhao Kuo tried his best to show that he was very interested, but in fact he was not very interested.
"The distribution map of Donghu tribes and their specific strength." Fan Tong took out a thick piece of parchment from his arms.
Although paper has become almost universal now, Fan Tong never used paper in order to prevent the barbarians from discovering his identity, and bamboo slips took up too much space.
Parchment paper is just right, but it's a bit expensive, and it's not your own sheep that you're killing anyway.
"I like this gift very much, so I accepted it," Zhao Kuo said with a smile.
Although Donghu's strength is not worth mentioning to Zhao Guo, this distribution map can once again improve Zhao Guo's chances of winning, allowing Zhao Guo to win once and for all.
This gift from Fan Tong is quite good.
"Tong has another request, and I would like your Majesty to agree to it." Seeing Zhao Kuo accept it, Fan Tong breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and clasped his fists.
"explain."
"Tong wants to seek an official position in the State of Zhao." Fan Tong said.
Why did he risk his life and go to Donghu so hard? Is it for the money?
Not really.
Although his money is not so much that he cannot spend it all in a few lifetimes, it is enough to eat and drink for a lifetime, so there is no need to work so hard.
But so what?
There are many things in this world that money cannot solve.
But Quan can.
Even though Zhao State did not emphasize agriculture and suppress business, the official position since ancient times has made businessmen always inferior in front of officials. This is an indisputable fact.
If you want to break through the hierarchy and improve your status, you can only become an official.
The so-called money is just a stepping stone for advancement.
What's more, Zhao Guo clearly stated that when the title reaches a certain level, one can own a fief, and it is a real fief that can be passed on to future generations.
Why do people work hard all their lives? It is said to be for the sake of honoring the ancestors, but in fact, isn’t it just for the sake of benefiting future generations?