Chapter 489: How to defeat Yumenggong

The barbecue dripped grease on the rack, and fell on the orange bonfire, and blue sparks burst into pieces, which were very charming.

The eldest prince carefully brushed the seasonings on the roasted lamb, with a focused look on his face. He just raised his head and saw Qin Lei, who had washed and changed into a clean robe, walked over.

Looking at the old fifth brother who was looking clean and neatly, Qin Li couldn't help but smile and said, "How much water did he use?"

"Wash the pool into yellow mud soup." Qin Lei chuckled while rubbing his head with a dry cloth: "I guess there was an army that had taken a shower in the river when they were about to go home from the loess plateau and dyed the river water yellow. Later, people saw it: 'Wow, it's yellow, so let's call it the Yellow River.'"

The eldest prince was amused and laughed, covering his stomach and said, "You can be so careless."

Qin Lei shrugged and said, "The truth is always in the hands of a few people."

Qin Li wiped his tears, pulled off a roasted lamb leg and said, "Don't talk about the truth or fallacy, hurry up and eat some snacks, we have a good drink."

"It smells so good, I'm so greedy that I'm saliva." Qin Lei took it and smelled it, and smiled happily, "Every time, it's my elder brother's work, I feel ashamed of it!"

"Just eat, why do you do so much nonsense?" Qin Li shook his head and smiled: "Others can't even have a chance to eat."

Qin Lei narrowed his eyes and smiled, then held the lamb leg and started to feast on it.

The eldest prince leaned against a large bluestone, drinking wine with a smile while flipping the barbecue all the time, and did not disturb Qin Lei's meal.

As the wind blew away the clouds, a third of the hind legs of a sheep were wiped out. Qin Lei wiped his mouth and said, "Drink!" He then took the wine pot from his waist and threw it to the old man: "The treasured monkey is drunk, the wine made by monkeys."

Qin Li took it and just as he unscrewed the lid of the pot, a refreshing fruit fragrance quietly overflowed, and then he smelled the fragrance of wine. The two smells perfectly combined into one, which made people feel pleasant and intoxicated. Qin Li couldn't wait to taste it, and suddenly felt comfortable with the three and six million pores all over his body, and he couldn't help but say happily: "Is there any good wine?"

Qin Lei almost choked and rolled his eyes and said, "Drink these first, let's talk about it, a full pot."

Qin Li was also a little embarrassed and scratched his cheeks and said, "You don't know, brother, I'm a hurry."

Qin Lei shook his head in disbelief and said, "I think it's an illusion to be anxious. You are essentially more calm than anyone else."

Qin Li knew that he was talking about Matishan, so he greedily drank a sip of wine and quickly covered it with a cover: "War is a war, a place of life and death, and a way of survival and death. How can one do it by one's nature?"

Qin Lei took off the wine gourd from the rack, rang with him from afar, and praised: "If the eldest brother came to command the imperial guards, he should be able to fight Zhao Wujiu."

However, Qin Li was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head and said, "There is no hope..."

"Brother, don't be too modest." Qin Lei smiled and said, "I think you are already amazing enough."

"It's not that I destroy my ambition and become more powerful." Qin Li sighed and said, "No general in our Qin Dynasty can compete with Zhao Wujiu."

Qin Lei frowned slightly and didn't say anything. He believed that the boss would give him a reasonable explanation.

Seeing that he did not object, the eldest prince unscrewed the lid and drank a drink, and whispered: "I have been on the Qinqi border for more than ten years. Although I have not caught up with that earth-shaking battle, Zhao Wujiu's story has a calloused ear." He said with a smirk: "At that time, no matter whether it is the enemy, our soldiers and civilians, everyone's eyes shine when they mention Yumeng Gong. That admiration really makes people want to kick his butt."

Qin Lei chuckled and said, "I met this husband when I was in Qi State. I felt that there was nothing special except for his particularly yellow beard and a bit fat."

The eldest prince looked stern and said in a deep voice: "Brother, put away this suspicious heart, it will kill you in the future battlefield." As he said that, he put the wine pot on his knees and said in awe: "I was young and energetic, and I didn't take him seriously at all. I also wanted to defeat him to achieve my reputation. Then I began to collect battle examples about him in a crazily, hoping to see the depth of this person from it. The more I studied it, the more chilled I felt."

Qin Lei was so nervous that he said that he couldn't help but whisper: "Why are you afraid?"

"This man is a god of war, with a lot of wisdom and tricks, only caring about real profits and not about the gains and losses of a city and a pool. What's more terrifying is that he seems to be able to understand the opponent's ideas. Whether it is attacking or defending, he can always prepare first and let the opponent automatically take the trap. He has never been defeated in hundreds of battles in his life! His reputation was achieved by fighting with one sword and one shot, and it is real and innocent." He said with a wry smile: "Do you know why we have not fought a real big battle in 16 years?"

Although he guessed the result, Qin Lei still shook his head... It would be better for the boss to say this.

"Because I'm afraid," Qin Li said with a strong self-deprecating face: "You heard it right, you're really scared. No one on the entire Eastern Front dares to fight Zhao Wujiu. As long as he doesn't provoke trouble, we will burn the incense. How can we have the courage to mess with him?"

The bonfire gradually went out, and Qin Li's personal soldiers brought some firewood to add it. When the firelight jumped happily again, they quietly bowed and let the two princes speak.

"What happened to the battle in the 16th year of Zhaowu?" Qin Lei asked softly.

"Because the two years ago, people who fought with Zhao Wujiu basically left their arms and returned to their fields or returned to heaven." Qin Li laughed and said, "For more than ten years, people have forgotten the pain, and began to fantasize about defeating Yumeng Gong and achieving a reputation."

"But that year was indeed the best time to defeat Bai Sheng's army." Qin Lei recalled: "At that time, Qi State had severe droughts for years, people were living in poverty, civil strife, and virtual fire attacked the hearts. This was the weakest scene."

"Yes, the military thinks so." Qin Li nodded and said, "So we muster up the courage to lead 500,000 brave soldiers to challenge Zhao Wujiu again." As he said that, he unscrewed the wine pot and poured wine into a big mouth, "But what happened? Zhao Wujiu was firm in clearing the field and retreated, forcing us to lengthen the supply line. After the winter, he had already taken the lead without having to fight."

This battle was experienced by the eldest prince himself, and it was particularly touching: "When we felt that the purpose of Qi was only so, we were burned by the ambush of the Yumeng Army. Seeing that the weather was cold and there was no food and clothing, we had to withdraw our troops in a hurry. As a result, we were chased and beaten by him, and tens of thousands of soldiers were damaged." After saying that, he was glad and said: "If the bandits in Qi had not become a climate at that time, and even threatened Shangjing City, the emperor of Qi gave twelve gold medals in a row, and ordered him to return to Beijing to serve the king, Zhao Wujiu would not have given up like that."

After listening to Qin Li’s story, Qin Lei’s expression became solemn and said in a deep voice: “This is a classic that can reverse strategic disadvantages by a tactical victory! Anyone who can reach this level can be called a God of War.”

Qin Li nodded and agreed, "Yes, Zhao Wujiu is the military god of Qi. The support of the military and civilians of Qi has reached the point of blind worship. It can be said that everyone follows the order; the people led by the people will fight to the death!" As he said that, he looked at Qin Lei with a bright look and said, "I think this is the fundamental reason for his invincibility... Although our Qin army is strong, there are always internal fighting and internal friction. The superiors are not single-minded. How can we ask the subordinates to be single-minded with the superiors?"

"In fact, our combat power has been exerted by less than 70%. "Qin Li concluded: "And the Qi army with Zhao Wujiu burst out with 120% of the combat power. With 70% to 120%, how can there be a reason to be invincible?"

Qin Lei couldn't help but smile and asked with a wry smile: "Is this person really invincible?"

Qin Li shook his head and smiled, "Where is an invincible person in the world? Even if he is as strong as Bai Qi and as arrogant as Xiang Yu, will he end up bleak?" As he said that, he stretched out three fingers and said, "I have three strategies, both of which can defeat this person."

Qin Lei raised the wine gourd and touched Qin Li and said, "Let's listen carefully."

"Let's talk about the worst first." Qin Li smiled and said, "Because it is the simplest, brother, you might as well guess it."

"But age?" Qin Lei smiled and said, "No one can escape the sword that kills people ruthlessly..."

"Yes, I know you can guess it." Qin Li grinned and said, "I think I'm 33 years younger than Zhao Wujiu. As long as I live well, it will be no problem in another fifteen years. I'm only 47 years old by then and I can still lead troops to fight. As for Old Man Zhao, he's 80th birthday, and it's not certain where he is."

Qin Lei laughed and said, "Brother is really despicable, but I like it." The two brothers laughed and seemed to be fantasizing about attending the memorial service of Yumeng Gong.

After laughing enough, Qin Li wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "But this method is really helpless. It is a stupid method that is not a solution."

Qin Lei also smiled and said, "Indeed, Jiang Ziya was only eighty years old and was able to become the king of the prime minister. She has been in honor of decades. If we also encounter such an old monster, wouldn't we cry without tears?"

Qin Li nodded and said, "I still have Zhongce. It is said to be Zhongce, but its success rate is not high, and the sequelae are also very serious, which may even lead to the common hatred of the people of Qi. Brothers, why not guess again?"

"Assassinate Zhao Wujiu?" Qin Lei pondered: "But it is not realistic. If this person could die like this, he would have died many times. Do we still have to worry about it?"

Qin Li nodded and said, "Yes, the martial arts master Taiban of Qi State gathered around him, enough to resist assassination from either side." He said, "It's better to use discord and kill people like a soft knife!"

Qin Lei shook his head and said, "It may be possible to change an emperor, but it is impossible for this person now. After all, he was helped by Zhao Wujiu to the stage. He never said anything to him, and he was not allowed to say bad things about Zhao Wujiu." He said with a smile, "Then it involves another huge proposition... How to change the emperor of Qi. It is better not to discuss it. Let's talk about the best strategy."

"It's the best strategy," Qin Li looked at Qin Lei calmly and said word by word: "It is only if I, Qin, can stand up and gather all the authority together, so that the Qin army and civilians can be united regardless of sects, no matter the noble or low. It's just a matter of time to defeat Zhao Wujiu." As he said, he said confidently: "As long as you can hold on to the initial intensity and don't lose, then you will compete for the national strength of both sides and the quality of the army. In these two points, the Qin Dynasty will surpass Qi."

Qin Lei nodded and smiled, "Yes, this method is the safest."

Qin Li smiled and said, "It depends on you, brother."

Qin Lei pretended not to understand and kept drinking with Qin Li. By the time the moon passed, the two were already slightly drunk. But their spirits were stimulated by the strong wine and they talked about the past and the present. Although every sentence cannot be separated from military affairs, the two enjoyed it and enjoyed it.

Speaking of joy, Qin Li couldn't help singing military songs. Although he was a "comrade" and "big wind" and other old-fashioned, he sang loudly and heroically, and was deeply devoted. After singing, he had to let Qin Lei sing one.

Qin Lei also likes to sing, especially after drinking. After a moment of thinking, he cleared his throat and sang:

"When you are drunk, you look at the sword with a lamp, and dream of blowing the horns and camps. You are divided into 800 miles of troops. You are singing outside the border. The autumn sounds of soldiers on the battlefield..." The singing became more and more exciting and more exciting. Qin Li couldn't help but beat the slap gently, closing his eyes and immersed in it. Not only the eldest prince, but even the guards standing guard in the distance were immersed in it, as if they really saw the scene of the border being in a hurry, rewarding the three armies and ordering troops to go on the expedition.

"The horse made Lu Feiqiu, the bow is as fast as a thunderbolt, and the king's world is shocked, and he won the reputation of his life and his life. It is a pity that happens in vain..." Then everyone seemed to see the army fighting, returning in triumph, and succeeding to fame, and they couldn't help but smile with relief. But before this joy lasted for a moment, it was ruthlessly interrupted by Qin Lei. It turned out that it was just an old man's dream.

Qin Li said indefinitely disappointed: "Brother, why are you so disappointed? How good is it to make up for the last sentence or change the word."

Qin Lei shook his head and smiled, looking at the jogging bonfire, and said, "Feng Tangyi is old, Li Guang is hard to seal it, and it's only a moment for a beautiful and white head..."

Qin Li was stunned at first, then he recalled his situation. Then he realized that Qin Lei was inspired, patted his shoulder, and said softly: "Brother, some things need to be clear about. My father is such a person. If you can't change him for the time being, you might as well change yourself first."

Shaking his head, Qin Lei said in a stern voice: "I am already jealous of the best. It is really difficult to show my ambitions..." Qin Li felt uncomfortable when he heard it. He was about to search for words to persuade him, but he saw Qin Lei raise his eyebrows and the sorrow on his face disappeared. He laughed loudly: "But I will not retreat. Let the storm come more violently. See if I can bend my back of Qin Yutian and let me say half a coward!"

Qin Li laughed loudly when he heard this, slapped Qin Lei's arm hard and said, "This is my brother!"

The mountains are deeper and heavier, but the two men are not in a hurry because they are passionate in their hearts...

The next morning, a scout came to report that the Hu Ben Army and the Iron Armor Army had accepted the surrender of the Taiwei Army and obtained the opponent's battle flag. This massive military exercise ended here.

Since the outcome was decided, the hostility between the two sides was completely lifted. The imperial guards gathered their teams to treat the wounded. After a short rest, they headed to the observation team station 200 miles northeast.

After His Majesty the Emperor finished his speech, he was awarded the victory and appointed the Imperial Army Marshal, the teams will return to the camp and be ready to go to the Eastern Front at any time.

The soldiers had been so excited by this military exercise that lasted for more than half a year, and could not wait to taste the taste of real war.

But is the real war really as interesting as they imagined? They will soon get the answer.
Chapter completed!