Spring is coming.
When the Great Qin Dynasty no longer deliberately concealed the frequent mobilization of troops, in fact the war between the Great Qin Dynasty and the Great Chu Dynasty had already begun.
"Don't make it hard for Zhao Mu to lead the army."
In the depths of the Chu Palace, Concubine Zhao Xiang quietly looked at Lin Zhujiu sitting in front of her, and said: "I understand that the rear is more important than the front, but after all, he is the most suitable handsome man to lead an army. It is impossible to hand over the power of the country to others, let alone lead the army by you."
Lin Zhuojiu no longer looked like he was in the water prison. He was now wearing a blue shirt, looking indescribably clean and fresh.
"Of course not us."
He looked at Zhao Xiangfei, smiled slightly, and said, "Because you will be the leader."
Concubine Zhao Xiang was stunned, and frowned slightly, "Let me personally conquer, and Zhao Mu will stabilize the rear, but before the Xiangyan Jin Ge army returns, according to your plan, there will be many defeats, the army's morale will be unstable, and there will be more chaos .”
Lin Zhujiu said: "No matter what the process is, as long as you win the decisive battle soon, you will have the highest prestige."
Zhao Xiangfei thought for a while, "Since this is the case, it's better to do it more thoroughly."
Lin Zhujiu looked at her curiously, "I don't understand what it means to be more thorough."
Zhao Xiangfei said: "If some battles are destined to have a great possibility of failure, then let those who have always opposed me appear in those battles."
Lin Zhujiu was stunned, and sighed: "It is undeniable that women are more decisive than men in doing things."
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"Don't let me lead the army, let me stay behind and help her kill, why?"
In a large tent of a military camp somewhere in the Great Chu Dynasty, the general in black armor sneered, "Even if I agree, even if I am relieved, will others be relieved?"
This general with a stern face, a slender figure, and two beautiful narrow eyebrows was recognized by the Great Chu Dynasty as being the best at marching and fighting, especially Zhao Mu who commanded the army.
His surname is also Zhao, but he is a native of Yuanyang County in the Great Chu Dynasty, and has nothing to do with Concubine Zhao Xiangfei in terms of birth.
In the past many years, he has been the source of confidence for many top generals of the Great Chu Dynasty.
In a sense, Zhao Xiangfei's orders also required his consent.
Now he clearly disagreed.
However, just as he sneered at his confidantes, he felt a familiar aura approaching.
He withdrew his smile in astonishment, stood up, then bowed deeply to the person who opened the curtain, and said, "Teacher."
This is an old man who is very old, even his hair is as white as snow.
Seeing the appearance of this old man, several senior military generals in the tent were also shocked beyond words.
The first and most critical reason why Zhao Mu quickly entered the top ranks of the military was that he was the most proud disciple of Li Fu, the former "Military God" of the Chu Army.
At this time, the old man was Li Fu who had been in seclusion for many years.
What shocked these people even more was that the old man was not wearing the usual casual clothes at the moment, but a heavy battle armor.
"If you lead the army, teacher, the disciples will naturally be convinced."
"It won't be me who leads the army at the front. I will stay behind with you and help her kill."
"Why?"
Hearing the unexpected answer, Zhao Mu suddenly raised his head and looked at his teacher puzzled.
Li Fu looked at him and grinned, as rough as before when he was in charge of the army, "Why?"
Zhao Mu hesitated for a moment, straightened his body, and said undisguisedly, "I don't worry about it."
"It's not the outcome of the battlefield itself... The people in the Bashan Sword Field are the most capable fighters in the world." He didn't wait for Li Fu's reply, looked into Li Fu's eyes, and continued: "But the current Dachu, what is going on? Whose big Chu is it?"
Li Fu looked at his most proud disciple, slowly restrained his smile, and reprimanded him very simply: "Idiot!"
Zhao Mu was stunned.
Several generals in the camp were also stunned.
"Even you know the relationship between her and Bashan Sword Field, and know that she is also a member of Bashan Sword Field in a sense. Could it be that the first emperor didn't know?" Li Fu looked at Zhao Mu with the eyes of an idiot, and his voice Slightly cold, "You haven't figured it out until now, the first emperor passed the throne to Lord Liling not because he believed in Lord Liling, but because he believed in Concubine Zhao Xiang?"
Zhao Mu was shocked and couldn't speak for a while.
"Since the first emperor was relieved to hand over Da Chu to her, why are you worried?"
Li Fu sneered, and said: "There is no female sex that can confuse the late emperor, and the only thing that can make the late emperor feel at ease is true love."
"The first emperor loved her, and she also loved the first emperor. Only the most sincere emotion in the world can let the first emperor let her sit in that position. It is not her background, her cultivation, or her strength."
Li Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Zhao Mu, and then said slowly: "She will definitely pay no less than you for the late emperor and this dynasty, so you...you can rest assured."
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"It's only been forced to be a prostitute. I have never heard of someone who forced someone to lead an army!"
"I only know how to watch fish and flowers, go shopping in Yan Street and Willow Lane, and idleness is my greatest skill."
"I want to see Concubine Zhao Xiang!"
"Zhao Yaofei... how dare you treat me like this!"
In a deep house compound surrounded by heavy troops, there were constant roars, which gradually turned into shrill screams.
A fat middle-aged man in a brocade suit was surrounded by more than a dozen flying swords. His fair face was covered with scars from beatings, his mouth was full of blood, and he kept screaming.
"Stop calling."
A soft voice sounded outside the hall.
The fat middle-aged man's voice stopped abruptly. He widened his eyes and looked at Zhao Mo who appeared in front of him in surprise, "Zhao Mo, it's good if you come, help me quickly..."
"I won't help you."
Zhao Mo shook his head and interrupted his words, "You are not the only one who will go to the border, many people in the capital will go to the border like you."
"What's the meaning?"
The white and fat middle-aged man was stunned, but when he realized it, he was furious, and shouted, "Zhao Mo, you actually knelt under Zhao Yaofei's skirt."
Zhao Mo turned around and ignored it.
The white and fat middle-aged man was even more angry, and cursed: "Zhao Mo, your mother is a maidservant, the daughter of the concubine's mother's brothel, no wonder you are so cowardly."
"Chopped."
Zhao Mo made a sound.
When he said these two words, a high-ranking general who was following him turned around.
With a soft chirp, a red line appeared on the fat middle-aged man's neck.
All the voices of this fat middle-aged man stopped. He raised his hand and wanted to touch his neck, but he had lost all his strength and couldn't touch it at all.
"How is it possible... how dare you kill me..."
The fat middle-aged man stared at Zhao Mo's back with wide eyes, and with a grunt in his throat, his head fell off.
"The more stringent the methods at the beginning, the more convincing the public will be. It's a pity that I am the target of killing chickens and monkeys, but I don't know it."
Zhao Mo didn't turn around to look, but said softly to the general who was following him, "If anyone makes any abnormal movements, kill them immediately."