During the battle with the Xiongnu, Li Mu was granted the title of Marquis within the Pass. All Qin and Zhao soldiers who participated in the war were rewarded based on the Qin military merit system.
When titles, fields and houses were really handed over to the Zhao people following the imperial edict of the King of Qin, they still couldn't believe this fact.
Li Zuoche was very excited. In this battle, he touched the threshold of a famous general and understood the power of the army. His grandfather was awarded the title of Marquis by the King of Qin, and his family became famous for a while.
He excitedly ran to the gate tower at the border gate. When he saw his grandfather with his hands behind his back in the cold wind, he stood up and said, "General, are you looking for me?"
Li Mu turned to look at him. His grandson was eighteen years old, with fine features and fine features. He had been working hard at the border since he was a child, and there was a perseverance in his eyebrows.
He breathed slightly for a moment, then turned his head back and looked at the vast wilderness, "You can call me grandpa."
Li Zuoche was stunned for a moment, then he bared his teeth and shouted, "Yes, grandfather."
"This battle is the last battle in my life. This Zhenyue Sword will be truly delivered to you from now on." Li Mu said, taking off the Zhenyue Sword from his waist and placing it on the wall of the border gate.
Li Zuoche was at a loss and said, "Grandfather? This, I think Lian Po, Pang Nuan is the general, he is over ninety years old. Grandfather, why do you..."
"The blood feud between Qin and Zhao, do you know why I am willing to obey the King of Qin's order to fight this battle?"
He thought for a while and said uncertainly: "I heard that it was the national preceptor Lu Yan who recommended him with his life."
Lu Yan, you are such a magical person. Not only are you magical, but your wife also makes me admire you.
Li Mu thought back to the few months he had lived in Qin and sighed, "Yes. Lu Yan has a heart for the people of the world. He wants me to lead the people of Qin and Zhao to win this battle, so as to govern Zhao in the future." Plant the seeds of peace.”
"Grandpa has already done it. Even the King of Qin made you a marquis."
Li Zuoche was simply happy for this result, but failed to see the many considerations behind this feudal prince.
Li Mu glanced at him, lamented that this boy was still young after all, and explained to him: "Because of this, it is time for me to succeed and retire. Lu Yan was ordered by King Qin to govern the land of Zhao. He heard that he was an assassin in Handan. It was a bit unpleasant for people to make a fuss.
Now in the eyes of the outside world, I, surnamed Li, have been supported by Lu Yan. Whether it is the surrender from Zhao or the meritorious service in this battle, it is inseparable from him.
Now that I have been granted the title of Marquis, if I still disband my troops and return to my land without realizing it, it will only bring more trouble to Lu Yan in governing Zhao."
Li Zuoche's eyes widened suddenly, and he suddenly realized, "I understand, kid. This is also the reason why my grandfather spent all his family funds to buy meat for the soldiers. Because the Qin State will never allow a family to control local military affairs. "
"Children can be taught."
"The army over there, what should they do? What should the family do?"
"Can our family still starve to death? Your father will still serve as a general in the Qin State. He will not be the top, but it will ensure that the family is more than enough."
Li Mu reprimanded him, then happily stroked his beard, "As for the future, isn't it with you?"
"Grandpa..." Li Zuoche looked up in shock and looked into his grandfather's eyes.
"Meng Tian, one of the outstanding young generals of Qin State today, are you worse than him?"
From his grandfather's eyes, he saw relief and expectation.
Li Zuoche was shocked, tears and fighting spirit appeared in his eyes.
"Grandpa, don't worry, my child will never fall into the name of a military god in the future."
Li Mu let out a chuckle and shook his head, "You have read the Art of War and Strategy since childhood, and the rest is on the battlefield. From now on, you should read more other books."
"yes."
"Remember to read Lu Yan first."
"My child knows."
…
After the war, Lu Yan received some news from the border area in Handan, as well as a personal letter from Li Mu.
"Senior Li Mu, are you going to retire and return to your hometown? It's really... forget it, it's not an unexpected decision."
After reading the letter, he sighed.
Li Mu's reputation will really reach its peak after the mass printing and distribution of "The Legend of Zhenyue Divine Sword Li Mu". He chose to retire from his career and become just an old man from now on. This choice was made very early.
of.
"That's good. Ying Zheng will send someone else to guard the border, which will save me a lot of trouble."
Lu Yan opened other information, glanced at it, and stood up angrily.
This letter was mainly about Meng Tian and Li Zuoche reporting on their final defeat in pursuit of the Huns cavalry, emphasizing the threat of the other party's cavalry and archery tactics.
"The person who improved bows and arrows for the Xiongnu, you really deserve to die." He held the scroll and felt uneasy.
If Lu Yan were thrown into the current grassland, abandoned all external factors, and only considered the growth of his own interests, he would definitely quickly develop this kind of tactics and form a system.
Because this thing was played out by a man in later generations and established a huge empire. That man was called Genghis Khan.
Although Lu Yan did not believe that the Huns could develop the invincible Mongolian cavalry based on the current simple conditions, but as long as such tactics are developed, the threat of nomads to the Central Plains will be greatly increased in the future.
Any nation living in the world must not underestimate their potential. The first unified Huns Empire in history was founded in this era.
In Li Zuoche's report, he saw a name.
"Zhang Er, a disciple of Lu Goujian from the Mo family... come and prepare a horse for me."
Lu Yan quickly finished handling the matters in hand and rushed north in a hurry.
…
In a restaurant in Zhao Di, Duan Murong was eating while listening to the conversation at the next table.
"General Li Mu really won a big victory. I said those damn barbarians can't be his opponents."
"Hey, I heard that the King of Qin made General Li Mu the Marquis of Guannei, and even every Zhao person who made meritorious service in the frontier army could be rewarded according to the Qin State's military merit system."
There was a sound of "Bang~", which was a man hitting the table with his fist, interrupting the conversation between the two people above.
"Humph, as a Zhao man, if you covet the rewards from Qin, how can you have the dignity to meet your ancestors!"
The two people were interrupted while eating and talking, and immediately stood up angrily.
"It's none of your business what we two brothers say! Why, if you have a hard fist, you have to listen to it?"
"You still dare to mock General Li Mu. He has been at the border for more than ten years and the people in the north respect him as their patron saint. Who do you think you are!"
The voices of these people were so loud that Duan Murong frowned and blinked her eyes. She stretched her neck and whispered to Nianduan: "Master, did you hear it? We seem to be late. Li Mu has already won the battle."
"I didn't expect that after a stalemate for more than two months, we would win the battle all of a sudden."
Nian Duan continued to eat unhurriedly, glanced at the people over there who were getting louder and louder, and shook his head.
"Rong'er, please watch carefully. Next, there is a lesson."
"Huh?" Duan Murong was confused and looked at the men with her beautiful eyes, "Watching these people quarreling is considered -"
Before she could finish her words, the three quarreling people started to take action.
"No matter what kind of beast Li Mu is who betrays his ancestors, he deserves to be scolded for taking refuge with the Qin people!"
The man punched one of the opponents in the chest, and the latter immediately flew backwards.
"you wanna die!"
"Brother, fuck him!"
Naturally, the two of them would not give up and fight with this man.
There was a crackling sound, and the other diners in the restaurant fled out one after another. The shopkeeper kept crying and begging them not to fight again.
"Ugh~"
"I will kill you today!" One of the two brothers pulled out his sword from his seat.
"Yeah~"
Duan Murong's beauty turned pale, biting her lips, "Why do they kill people so easily?"