"Wu'anjun." Looking into the distance blankly, Li Mu slowly spit out a name.

Wu'an Jun Bai Qi, the people in the world did not know this name more than 30 years ago, but now they are in the sky. The sixth ** people were frightened when they heard it. Even if the sixth ** people hated him, they had to call him "Wu'an Jun". In the thirteenth year of King Zhao of Qin, Bai Qi attacked Han, captured Xincheng, and destroyed tens of thousands of Han and Wei troops; in the thirty-fourth year, he sent troops to Han and Wei, and destroyed 240,000 Han and Wei coalition troops and five cities; in the thirty-five years, he attacked Wei, destroyed more than 100,000 Wei troops and sixty-one cities; in the thirty-eight years, he captured Chu capital, destroyed more than 100,000 Chu troops; in the thirty-fourth year, he fought against Zhao and Wei coalition troops and destroyed 150,000 Zhao troops; in the 43rd year, he attacked Han and destroyed 50,000 Han troops; in the 45th year, he destroyed 400,000 Zhao troops.

It can be said that Bai Qi's reputation was entirely based on the bones of the six soldiers, and the six soldiers who died under him had no less than one million. It was precisely because of his ruthless killing of the six soldiers that greatly weakened the national strength of the six countries and paved the way for the Qin State to unify the world.

Any general is weaker in his heart when facing Bai Qi, even Li Mu, who is known as a famous general for all ages, is no exception. Li Mu is just in his thirties and is not yet an undefeated god of war who has fought repeatedly with the Qin army for decades later.

"My father thinks how successful our army will be in this Battle of Handan?" Li Yu was also extremely afraid of Bai Qi, but he had no worries now, knowing history.

"If the number of June 4th is to send troops to help, our army is sure to win." Li Mu naturally knew the current situation. Although Wang Ling, the chief general of the Qin army, is famous, is not in his eyes.

"Will my father think Wu Anjun can't see this?"

"Won't."

"Then Wu'an Jun will not come. He doesn't want to come, and even the King of Qin can't force him." Through the real and historical records, Li Yu knew that Bai Qi was an extremely conceited person and would not even buy the face of the King of Qin. Bai Qi also cherished his undefeated reputation the most, and he would never take action for a war without a chance of winning. Li Yu vaguely remembered that Bai Qi was guilty of the King of Qin for this incident and was framed to death by the Prime Minister Fan Ju of Qin. It should not be far away.

"Yes, Wu'an Jun never fights unsure, but the King of Qin cannot see this. If King of Qin Yan ordered him to go out..." Li Mu also studied Bai Qi and naturally understood Bai Qi's personality. However, when he thought of those kings who did not understand military affairs, he could not help but feel a little worried.

"Father, I'm afraid Wu Anjun wants to come, and no one will let him come."

Li Yu knew clearly that the struggles within Qin were extremely xenophobic, and the old Qin people and the foreigners of the other six countries were incompatible, but the Qin king often used foreigners to serve as prime ministers to balance the domestic situation and hold power firmly in his hands. The current Qin prime minister Fan Ju and Bai Qi are not in harmony, and this is probably because the Qin king agreed. In addition to Fan Ju's secret force, the most important thing was that Bai Qi was proud of his achievements and great achievements shocked the master. The Qin army, who was born with martial arts, had a crazy admiration for their military god Bai Qi. If Bai Qi wanted to rebel, the Qin army might have no hesitation to hold him to the throne without hesitation.

"Yes, Yu'er, you can see through thoroughly. If you are trapped in the situation for your father, you can't see this, hahaha..." Looking at the outstanding son in front of you, Li Mu couldn't help laughing, with joy in Handan and pride in his son.

"General, the king sent someone to invite you to the palace." At this time, the personal guard Xu'an came to report. When Li Yu had become the general, Li Mu gave his personal guard Xu'an to his son and handed over the thousand elite cavalry of his own guard to his son for his command. As a general, Li Yu was already qualified to establish his own personal guard camp.

"Father, the child is back first."

"Go."

After his son left, Li Mu immediately ordered: "Fu Su, Gong Yang Lie's light cavalry will follow me to visit Qin camp."

Li Mu was not afraid of the Qin army soldiers who had a reputation all over the world. He was afraid that he would beat the Qin army too hard and lead the Qin King to take over the army. He kept huddled into the city and didn't come out. He was really depressed. Among the Qin army, he only respected Wu'anjun.

Without Bai Qi's threat, Li Mu wanted to give the arrogant Qin army a great gift, vowing to exclaim his humble breath and improve the morale of the soldiers guarding the city. After all, Li Mu was still a thirty-year-old general. His spirit was not suppressed in his heart. Even if he became white, he would still compete for his strengths.

"Sir Li, you are here, tell Qi'er a story. The story you told Qi'er last time about fighting against the Qianqins of the Huns has not been finished yet?"

Li Yuzheng talked about the war in Handan with Zhao Wangdan. Prince Qi, who came after hearing the news, ran to Li Yu, and there was a young girl who seemed to be behind him.

"King." Even though it has become a routine, Li Yu still looked at King Zhao on the main seat inquiry. These etiquettes are the key to giving people a silent image.

"Let's go Li Qing."

"The end will be resigned."

They stood up and pulled a child out of the hall with one hand. The three of them arrived at the palace of Prince Qi together. The eunuch and maid stayed outside the hall gate obediently.

"Qi'er, Qian'er, today I will tell you the stories I haven't finished yesterday, and that's right..."

In order to deal with the psychology of Prince Qi's good stories, Li Yu tried to make the wars he had experienced vivid and interesting, try to make it more twists and turns, and interspersed with touching deeds in the story, so that Prince Qi could receive ideological education in a subtle way, and prepare for him to become an enlightened king in the future.

"Okay, that's all for today. Qi'er, you should practice martial arts." After talking for more than half an hour, Li Yu stopped and touched the two little guys who were still interested. Only by telling the story longer can Li Yu have the goods to tell, and it can also keep Prince Qi motivated to practice martial arts.

"Well, Qi'er will practice now and make her body strong, so she can go to the battlefield and kill the enemy like Master Li in the future."

The six-year-old prince Qi can already lay the foundation by practicing martial arts properly, but Li Yu only taught him how to stance and simply swing his sword. Only by constantly training his perseverance can he better receive future education. With the attraction of the story and Li Yu, a ready-made role model, Prince Qi is still very obedient and sensible. At this time, the child is still a piece of blank paper, the easiest age to guide.

"Master Li, Qian'er also wants to practice the same qi'er brother." Seeing her brother go to practice the qi'er, Princess Qian also pulled the hem of Li Yu's clothes and said.

"Okay, Qian'er, just stance with Qi'er, but those wooden swords and swords cannot be touched." Li Yu was still very pity for this little princess who lost her mother early.
Chapter completed!