Wei Wuji did not agree to the bet.

"Mr. Dingguo, this marquis is your prisoner, but this does not mean that this marquis must play every game with you."

Wei Wuji's lack of knowledge about the current affairs made Li Jian very sorry.

Perhaps Wei Wuji should have brought Hou Ying with him, and the famous strategist in history books should have convinced Wei Wuji to accept this extremely risky bet.

It’s a pity that Hou Ying is too old and in poor health, and cannot adapt to this long-term marching and the subsequent marching with higher intensity.

Li Jian looked at Li Mu and said:

"What is the saying now among Yiqiu people?"

Li Mu looked at the sky and said:

"Our messenger should have arrived, let's go south first."

Yiqu City.

This city was once the century-old capital of Yiqu Kingdom, but now it has become the county seat of Beidi County.

Outside the city, a team of knights were galloping, horse hooves flying, and smoke and dust were rolled up.

In this regard, the Qin soldiers guarding the city wall were not surprised, and even had to scold them.

"These Yiqu savages!"

Yiqusheng is about forty years old, with a beard on his face and small eyes, but shining, and he looks smart and capable.

He ran to a small hill, signaling his followers to wait at the foot of the hill, and then rode his way up alone.

There, a Zhao envoy was waiting for him.

Yiqusheng said lightly:

"What, what else do you want me to ask?"

The envoy of Zhao State laughed.

"The clan leader is wrong. This time, it is our Da Zhao who is willing to give Yiqu an opportunity to be independent from Qin."

Yi Qusheng's eyes narrowed into a slit, and even the messenger who was facing him could not see anything inside.

"Yiqiu is already part of the Qin Dynasty, and there is no need to divide it."

The messenger nodded.

"So, did the patriarch's father and two brothers die in Xianyang Palace in vain?"

Yi Qusheng's face changed drastically and he shouted:

"Stop it!"

Forty years ago, King Wu of Qin died and his sons fought for the throne.

At the critical moment, Yingji's biological mother Mi committed to the King of Yiqu.

The King of Yiqu led the Yiqu army south to add a lot of weight to Yingji ascend the throne.

Yingji ascended the throne, Mi was honored as the queen mother, and he hanged with the King of Yiqiu and gave birth to two sons one after another.

These two sons are both Ying Ji's half-brother and Yiqusheng's half-brother.

Twelve years ago, Empress Dowager Mi lured King Yiqiu and her two children to Xianyang in the name of reunion of her family and killed the three.

Immediately, Qin sent troops to attack and destroy Yiqu Kingdom and established Beidi County on the territory of Yiqu Kingdom.

The princes of Yiqiu Kingdom fought to the death and were all massacred.

Only the youngest little prince Yi Qusheng chose to surrender and was appointed as the commander of the Beidi County County and the current day.

Now that the old story of the envoy from Zhao State has been raised again, Yiqusheng will naturally be in chaos.

Yi Qusheng stared at the messenger coldly and said:

"You want to transit from Northland County, you can."

"But I also received the order from Xianyang, and I was about to gather troops and fight with General Wei Liao."

"Go back and tell General Li Mu that I will not hold back on the battlefield."

"Of course, if he is willing to surrender, I can plead with the king and save his life."

The envoy of Zhao State smiled calmly.

"I came here today not to persuade Your Highness to surrender, but to let Your Highness be mentally prepared."

"I just hope that Your Highness will go back and discuss with the tribe members. When Yiqu Country has real hope of reconstruction one day, please don't be so timid."

After saying that, the envoy bowed to Yiqusheng and turned around and rode his horse away.

Yiqiusheng watched the messenger's figure disappear from his sight, and he did not say anything for a long time.

The spring breeze blew, blowing up the hair of the temples of the prince Yiqu, revealing his face that was no longer young.

A little bleak.

"Restore the country? Huh..."

"Innocent!"

Li Jian rode his horse and galloped.

On the northern Shaanxi Plateau, endless ravines spread out before your eyes.

This land once gave birth to many races.

Quanrong, the mortal enemy of the Zhou Dynasty, was once the master of this place.

Once upon a time, Li Jian also came here to go to the red holy city that changed the fate of the old China, and admired the heroic postures of the martyrs.

Now, Li Jian has come to this land again, but has traveled through more than two thousand years.

The red flag flutters.

The 30,000 Zhao troops rushed all the way, with smoke and dust rolling, and the sound of hooves was like thunder, and they headed south to shake the earth.

Wei Wuji rode his horse and lifted the reins, galloping rapidly beside Li Jian.

This feeling was something Wei Wuji had never experienced before.

The State of Wei is located in the Central Plains and there is no place to cultivate war horses.

Most of the war horses obtained from various channels are used to pull chariots.

Wei Wuji never thought that the feeling of riding a horse was so happy.

There was an endless plateau in front of me, and countless comrades on both sides.

There is no way to look forward, only moving forward.

Run thousands of miles to capture the capital of the enemy country.

Go forward, go forward, go forward.

How can people not be excited!

Wei Wuji suddenly woke up.

Wait, this marquis is from Wei, and there are no comrades of this marquis here!

Wei Wuji had a hard time suppressing the burning passion in his heart.

Immediately, there was some regret.

Why, isn’t this a Wei cavalry?

That night, a large group of cavalry camped.

Li Jian and Li Mu sat next to the fire, and in front of them was the Zhao envoy who had just returned to report.

Wei Wuji also sat next to the fire. Since leaving Handan, Wei Wuji has been following Li Jian. No matter big or small matters, Li Jian never let Wei Wuji avoid it.

Wei Wuji knew very well that this was Li Jian's attempt to conquer him.

Wei Wuji refused to accept the bet, but he accepted the challenge calmly.

After listening to the messenger's report, Li Jian smiled and said:

"It seems that Yiqiusheng is still relatively brave. He should not publicly rebel against Qin before we decide the victory or defeat with Qin."

Li Mu sneered and said:

"I can't guarantee this to the deep blood hatred between the people of Yiqiu and Qin."

There is a Yellow River between Wuyuan County, where Li Mu had been stationed for a long time, and the Yiqu people's country. It is said that it is not close, but it is definitely not far away.

In fact, most of the cavalry corps that were terrifying the world in Zhao State came from nomadic peoples such as Linhu, Loufan, Yiqu, and even the Xiongnu, Donghu.

Otherwise, why would King Wuling of Zhao go through a lot of effort to do something about Hu clothing and riding?

It is precisely for this reason that the State of Zhao and the northern nomadic peoples are a strange relationship that is both enemies and friends.

Wei Wuji suddenly interrupted.

"So you have contacted Yiqiu people a long time ago?"

Li Jian and Li Mu looked at each other and smiled.

There seemed to be no answer, but it seemed to have said everything.
To be continued...