Qin Shi: Beginning as the first emperor's younger brother

Even the skin is not as compact and powerful as before.

Zhao Cong lowered his head, not knowing how to respond.

Seeing his expression, Lian Po smiled calmly and said, "Actually, the old man's health has long since failed, it's just that he has been carrying it to death with his cultivation all these years.

Now, the foundation is damaged, and all the injuries have eaten back into his body, which is already the end of his strength.

Therefore, Old Fut wants to see you able to carry the banner of our Zhao army.Among the Qin generals, except for Ying Yuan and Wang Jian, you don't have to be afraid of the rest.

Yang Duan and that old guy have calm personalities. If he didn't have an absolutely crushing force this time, he would not have dared to encircle and stay. Therefore, if you lose to him, it would be better to say that you lost to the general trend of Qin. "

These words are very comforting.

Lian Po can no longer see the future of Zhao Guo.

It's just that he doesn't want the country of Zhao to perish just like that. If the heavens are pitiful, Zhao Cong can regain his confidence. He feels that the future country of Zhao may be able to hold on. There is also a chance for a comeback.

"Old general, to be honest, I still have confidence in facing Meng Tian, ​​Huan Yu and others, but if one day, I face Ying Yuan... I...

You also know that in the battle between Huai and Xiang, Ying Yuan's precise grasp of time, the novel way of arranging troops, and the uncanny intrigues... all point directly at people's hearts!

Although Wei Zhuang is an excellent disciple of Guigu, I don't know him well, and I don't know how much he knows about the art of war.But I know that Yan Dan, I had fought against him before, if it wasn't for the geographical advantage, it would be very difficult for me to repel the Yan army.

But this Ying Yuan played Yan Dan in his palm..."

Having said that, Zhao Cong hesitated to speak.

Lian Po nodded, his face was pale, and he spoke weakly: "I know your concerns, but we have no choice.

In fact, having said that, if we were still riding and shooting in Hu Fu, and our country of Zhao had not experienced the defeat of Changping, it is estimated that the last time the five countries joined forces, the country of Qin would have been completely disabled.

It's a pity, in this world, there is no such thing as if, the old man has really tried his best, and you should do your best like the old man, and do your best to be worthy of your heart. "

"Please rest assured, old general." Zhao Cong said firmly.

Seeing this, Lian Po showed a gratified smile.

Late that night, the old general developed a high fever.

Physicians have no cure.

In the early morning of the next day, he seemed to be okay again, his body was full of strength, as if he had a new spring.

Not only did he eat a few catties of beef, he even drank a lot of wine.

It's just that during eating and drinking, he didn't say a word to others.

Lian Po's son was still in Wei State and had not returned to Zhao State.

Only an old servant who had followed him for many years could not stop crying after seeing this scene.

If someone else came forward to talk to him, the old servant would immediately stop his behavior and keep him away from Lian Po.

After drinking and eating, Lian Po took a few sips of fragrant tea, shaved off the grease, and then put on the armor that had followed him for many years.

Finally, he smiled to the old servant: "I'll sleep for a while."

Afterwards, I saw him turn around and walk into the house, lay down on the bed, and fell into a long sleep.

When the news reached the ears of the prostitute, she still couldn't believe it.

That old general who was as strong as a bull on weekdays actually passed away?

Many generals in the army, after learning about this incident, basically broke down in tears in their own homes.

The only happy person may be Guo Kai.

As for the prostitute, her thoughts are deep and complicated.

In any case, according to Lian Po's military achievements, the funeral will be extremely grand.

Let him be buried on the side of Zhao Wangyan's mausoleum.

In fact, it was not Zhao Wangyan who really led Lian Po to Zhao's political arena. In the eyes of the old general, he was just a junior.

Both King Zhao Wuling and King Zhao Xiaocheng have reused and promoted Lian Po.

The last years of King Zhao Wuling and the early years of King Zhao Xiaocheng were also the most prosperous moments of the Zhao Kingdom.

At that time, the state of Zhao had the most elite cavalry in the world, enough to beat the cavalry of barbarians.

Advisers are like clouds, warriors are like rain.

Li Mu, Mao Sui, Lin Xiangru, one of the four sons of the Warring States Period, Pingyuan Jun, Fei Yi, Zhao Kuo, Pang Nuan, Le Cheng, Sima Shang, Jia Yan, Su She, Gongsun Long, etc., too many romantic figures .

These characters, if picked out alone, are enough to make the whole world tremble.

Perhaps it was also God's will to bring these heroes together, even in one country.

Fierce party struggle exists, but even so, under the struggle of these characters, the national power of Zhao State still surpassed that of Qin State for a short time.

From then on, God felt uncomfortable, and a large number of famous officials died one after another, with various causes of death.

The power of the aristocratic group regained control of the entire Zhao country.

That is to say, three months after King Zhao Wuling was besieged, and finally starved to death in the Dune Palace, the national power of Zhao State declined rapidly.

Many civil servants and scholars began to flee from Zhao State.

Lin Xiangru was sick, Mao Sui was getting old, Lord Pingyuan was not reused, and Zhao's local aristocratic group ran against Li Mu and Lian Po.

The state of Zhao, where many romantic figures gathered, inevitably declined day by day.

It's like God made a joke.

An extremely powerful country that could have looked down on other countries completely collapsed in less than ten years.

After the Battle of Changping, the vitality of the State of Zhao was seriously injured, and there was no possibility of contending for hegemony.

After Lin Xiangru's death, the aristocratic group firmly controlled Zhao's temples and rivers and lakes.

Lord Pingyuan died in depression, and there was no one in the court who could fight against the nobles.

Reconciling the prime minister has become empty talk.

The powerful country that once flourished was fleeting like a meteor piercing the sky.

The beautiful vision of Zhao Wang in the past dynasties is still in vain in the end.