There is a very famous war in history called the Battle of Kunyang.
In the first battle of Kunyang, Liu Xiu defeated Wang Mang's army of 400,000 with 20,000 troops. This is a very famous example in history of winning more battles with less.
20,000 people against more than 400,000, this is a seemingly impossible task.
However, in the battle of Kunyang, meteors flew into the enemy camp first, during the war, there were strong winds and tiles, and heavy rain. In a very short period of time, many extremely bad weather appeared. With the help of astronomical phenomena, Liu Xiu won the battle. The battle of Kunyang was almost impossible to succeed under the circumstances at that time.
Liu Xiu, Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty, was dubbed "the son of the plane" and "the great magister" by later generations.
Although Zhao Yi didn't summon meteorites to help out like Emperor Guangwu did, the news that he invited the Sea Dragon King has already spread to several countries.
Li Yi didn't really believe in the son of a plane, and his luck was added to his body, but it was undeniable that Zhao Yi's luck was indeed extremely good.
Sitting beside him, Ruyi said softly, "Msanggong..."
Li Yi looked away, shook his head, and said, "It's okay, we're done eating, we'll rest for one night, and in less than ten days, we'll be able to reach the imperial capital of Wu Kingdom."
It was within his expectation that Qi State could defeat Zhao State, but he did not expect it to be so fast.
During their trip, they swept almost all the way, pointing directly at Zhao Guo's imperial city.
In this way, although Zhao Guo can be captured in a very short period of time, the problems exposed are even greater. After occupying Zhao Guo, they need to spend a lot of effort to suppress the uprising forces in Zhao Guo, which will take a long, long time. Time—this is not Zhao Yi's style of doing things.
A trace of doubt appeared on Li Yi's face, Zhao Yi, what is he so anxious about
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Zhao Guo, come to Yang.
The original capital has become the capital of subjugation today.
More than a month ago, the city of Liyang was broken, including Zhao Guojun and his concubines, Zhao Guo's royal family and courtiers, all were captured.
Inside the palace, the officials were gathered together again.
"Your Majesty hanged himself yesterday."
A middle-aged scribe stood in front of the hall, and said calmly: "A good bird chooses a tree to live in. Your Excellency, Zhao Guo is dead, so why are you stubborn?"
"Hahaha..." Opposite him, a white-haired old man looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "Loyal ministers don't care about two masters. Zhao Guo is dead, and His Majesty is martyred. This old man and Zhao Guo will die together with His Majesty!"
He turned around, looked at the crowd behind him, and shouted, "Who is going with the old man!"
A middle-aged official stood up and laughed loudly: "The next official is willing to go with the Taifu!"
A young official stepped out and said loudly, "I wish to die with my husband!"
"Since the country is dead, the subject should die!"
"The minister of the subjugated country, live without face!"
"Go together!"
…
In an instant, more than ten figures stood up.
"Colleagues, this old man is one step ahead!" The white-haired old man laughed loudly, stomped his feet violently, bumped his head against the pillar in the hall, and died instantly.
"Your Majesty's legs and feet are inconvenient, so I'm going to take the first step. On the way to Huangquan, the old man also has a walking stick..."
An official smiled, then suddenly drew a guard's long knife and threw himself by the neck.
"A mere fifth-rank official, dare to compete with me as the crutch of the Grand Tutor!" One person snorted coldly, picked up the long knife that fell on the ground, put it on his neck, and wiped it away...
"Your Majesty, I have come with you!"
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In the main hall, more than 30 corpses were piled up soon.
Even the surrounding guards, with terrified expressions on their faces, couldn't help moving away from the corpses.
The middle-aged scribe watched them die one by one with a calm expression on his face.
When the last person shouted "Die with the country" and plunged a long knife into his heart, the crowd was deathly silent, some showed indignation, some showed shame, but in the end, no one came out again.
"Cough! Cough!"
A few coughs came from outside the hall, and a figure slowly walked in from outside the hall.
The middle-aged scribe hurried forward and said worriedly, "Your Majesty..."
Zhao Yi waved his hand, refused his support, looked at the corpses all over the place in the hall, and after looking at them for a long time, he said: "Let's bury them generously."
The middle-aged scribe nodded, bowed and said, "Observe the order."
A person came in from outside the hall and whispered, "Your Highness, Jing Guo's envoy has arrived."
Zhao Yi nodded and said, "Take them to the side hall."
The middle-aged scribe looked at him and said, "Your Highness, you should rest for a while, the imperial doctor said, you can't do this anymore..."
Zhao Yi waved his hands and said hoarsely, "It's okay."
The middle-aged scribe's complexion changed, and he looked at him, but he still didn't say anything in the end.
In a side hall of the palace, several Jingguo officials were waiting anxiously.
This time, more than 10,000 soldiers of Jing State were captured by Qi State. Bring back.
This is 10,000 lives. It is conceivable that the Qi Congress will impose such harsh conditions.
This will be an invisible war, and the success or failure of the war depends on them.
The door of the side hall was pushed open, and several people immediately stood up and looked over.
A young man walked in. Judging from his age, he should be about the same as their majesty, but his face was a little pale, his footsteps were a little sloppy, and he seemed to be in poor health.
The leader was about to speak when Zhao Yi waved his hand and asked, "Are you here for those prisoners?"
"Exactly!" The man said solemnly, "I am waiting for this trip to redeem the tens of thousands of soldiers from our Jing Kingdom, and I also ask Qi Huang to make a condition."
Zhao Yi was silent for a moment, looked at him, and asked, "Do you have any money on you?"
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Jing Guo's envoys came out from the side hall, and the sunlight outside shone on their bodies, and they just woke up a little bit.
Suddenly a person looked at his companion and said, "Master Chen, slap me to see if it hurts."
"Snapped!"
The man slapped him across the face without hesitation.
Then he looked down at his hand and murmured, "It hurts, it's true..."
One side of the official's face swelled up immediately, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and even a tooth in his mouth was loose.
He looked at Mr. Chen with a dazed look on his face.
The official surnamed Chen patted him on the shoulder, looked at him in a daze, and said, "Master Wei, you don't have to doubt, what happened just now is true..."
He knew why Master Wei was at a loss, because he was also at a loss.
They have long believed in their hearts that it will take a huge price to release these 10,000 captives, and Qi will definitely give them a condition that they can't imagine.
They really couldn't imagine the conditions given by Qi State.
This condition is a penny.
You can't buy a penny to suffer losses, and you can't buy a penny to be fooled. With a penny, you can bring all the captives back.
Those captives have been imprisoned for nearly two months. These days, the sum of their food and use is a very terrifying number...
However, Emperor Qi did sign the document for the release of the captives as long as they paid them a penny. They only need to bring this document with them to bring all the Jing Guobing generals home.
The completion of the negotiation task this time is simply beyond imagination. Not to mention how much rewards you will receive when you go back, you can even look forward to it being recorded in the annals of history and leaving a name in history.
The two left in a hurry before they had time to think about it.
Before Emperor Qi repented, they had to implement the matter in the shortest possible time.
After they brought all the soldiers out of here, it would be too late for him to repent.
In the side hall, Zhao Yi sat alone at the table.
In front of him was a huge map.
On the map, it is clearly divided into four regions.
Jing State, Wu State, Qi State after the annexation of Zhao State, and dozens of small countries to the west.
Among them, Qi State is the largest, almost the sum of the regions of Jingwu and Jingwu. The dozens of small countries in the west are also as big as Wu State.
His gaze fell to the far west.
Then he started coughing.
He covered his mouth, coughing so hard that he coughed up a big mouthful of blood.