Outside Handan City, hunting ground.

This is an era of war, and monarchs who are not used to the battlefield cannot survive at all.

Some kings seemed timid in the face of war, but some people were like fish in water, even like dragons entering the sea, causing countless strong winds and waves.

As the father of Zhao State, Zhao Yong is undoubtedly the latter.

The master father is only forty-five years old this year, but has ruled the State of Zhao for a full thirty years.

During these thirty years, the master father Zhao Yong presided over the famous Hufu and cavalry, defeated many nomadic peoples such as Lin Hu and Loufan Hu in the north, and established five counties, Wuyuan, Jiuyuan, Yunzhong, Dai, and Yanmen, expanding the territory of Zhao by more than double.

Not only that, he went further and took advantage of the struggle between Qi and Qin in the Central Plains to conquer hegemony three times in just five years, completely annexing the old enemy country that had been fighting against Zhao for hundreds of years.

Now the territory of Zhao State is nearly three times that of the Lord’s father when he ascended the throne!

In the history of Zhao State, the father Zhao Yong was unprecedented in his history.

Even Zhao Wenzi Zhao Wu, the famous "orphan of Zhao family", or Zhao Xiangzi Zhao Wuxiu, who led the Zhao family to fight back and kill the Zhi family to lay the foundation for the division of Jin in the three families, could not be compared with this master father Zhao Yong.

Three years ago, in order to concentrate on the strategy of Zhongshan, Zhao Yong took the initiative to give way to his second son Zhao He and called himself "Master Father".

Now, Zhongshan has fallen, and the Zhao State has reached an unprecedented heyday.

"Even if there is a strong Qi in the east and a domineering Qin in the west, our Zhao Kingdom can also fight against it!"

A bold statement from the mouth of his father expresses the pride and pride of Zhao at this moment.

After the triumphant reign of Zhongshan, the Lord's father temporarily left the war, but at the age of 45 he was still ambitious and still longed for the next war.

There is no war, but there cannot be no bow and horse!

The master father led a large group of Zhao cavalrymen hunting.

The sound of hooves was heard, countless Zhao cavalry were circling, and the sharp whistles echoed in the ears of every Zhao cavalry, causing smoke to cover the sky and the sun, and even the earth was trembling.

Such a huge momentum made the wild animals in the nearby forest feel a fatal threat. Rabbits, deer, roe deer, wild deer and even wolves left the forest and hills and fled on the plains.

The master father Zhao Yong stood on a chariot, pulled by four blood-red horses and kept moving forward under the support of a large group of cavalry.

A young general rode a horse and followed the chariot. This man was only twenty-five or six years old. His face looked very similar to his master's father, and he exuded a strong aura all over his body. He was the master's father's eldest son, Zhao Zhang, the king of Anyang, Zhao State.

I saw Anyang Jun blew a whistle in his mouth, and the large group of cavalry accelerated and sometimes dispersed to drive away the beasts, which seemed very organized.

A moment later, Zhao Yong, the master father on the chariot, had a look and suddenly said in a deep voice, "It's time!"

As soon as the Lord's father finished speaking, Zhao Zhang, the Anyang Jun who was riding a horse beside the chariot, immediately took an arrow from the quiver behind him, bent his bow and shot it into the sky.

"Woo woo woo woo!" This arrow cut through the sky and made an extremely sharp sound, pointing the direction for all the cavalry in Zhao State.

The next moment, the cavalry of Zhao State bent their bows and arrows and shot towards the direction where the arrows were located.

"Swoosh swish!" The dense rain-like arrows fell to the ground, piercing through the corpses of countless animals. Many animals were covered with arrows. When they fell to the ground, blood sprayed, dyeing the grass red.

A large group of cavalry arrived in a flash, submerging these prey in smoke and dust.

In just a short moment, hundreds of animals were shot and killed, and the large group of cavalry turned, like a torrent rolling westward, and the road continued.

The master father Zhao Yong stood on a chariot and couldn't help laughing loudly when he saw this, "Only the widowed father Hu Qi can have such a mighty spirit!"

These animals may be the owners of the mountains and forests, but when the Zhao knights appeared, this place could only be the world of the Zhao cavalry!

After a while, the brigade of cavalry stopped slowly.

Anyang Jun Zhao Zhang jumped off his mount, took a bloody tiger head from the hand of a Zhao soldier next to him, walked forward quickly, and presented the tiger head to the master's father.

"Although the tiger is the king of the mountains and forests, it is not as good as the master's father! The master's father is thousands of victories, and the Zhao Kingdom is thousands of victories!"

"Thousands of victory, thousands of victory!"

The cheers were like an angry tide, which shocked countless flying birds and geese.

After the hunting, the brigade of cavalry did not return to Handan immediately, but instead camped on the spot and began to enjoy prey and wine.

The master father Zhao Yonggao was the first to raise the golden dragons in his hand around the pillar and "two and three sons, drink and win!"

In the big tent, many generals of Zhao State praised their titles and said, "Watch the Win!"

Everyone looked up and drank the wine of Juezhong. The air was filled with a strong aroma of wine.

The master's father looked quite happy, and suddenly pointed to the Anyang Jun Zhao Zhang who was sitting next to him, "Two and three sons, this son will definitely be able to expand territory for Zhao State in the future and become the largest general of Zhao State!"

Everyone looked at Anyang Jun, and naturally cheered, raised their wine lords and drank another round of drinks.

However, several generals of Zhao also looked gloomy. Although they pretended to raise the wine, they had not touched the wine.

The Lord of Anyang looked respectful and said, "Minist Zhao Zhang, I wish to be a general under the command of the Lord's father, and he will die before he dies!"

...

Late at night, Anyang Jun, who was drunk, returned to his tent, but he did not turn off the lights to go to bed, as if he was waiting for something.

A moment later, a middle-aged man lifted the curtain and walked into the tent.

The man looked like a horse, his small eyes were spinning black, and he had a pair of beards under his jaw, looking quite smart.

The man saluted to the Lord of Anyang, "I have met you."

Anyang Jun looked at the man and showed a smile on his face. "Tian Xiang, I have been waiting for you for a long time. How are the matter talking? How many generals are willing to support me?"

If you are a king, you can actually be called a marquis, and Anyang Lord can also be called Anyang Marquis.

This man is nothing else, but Anyangjun’s prime minister Tian Buliang.

Tian Buli said respectfully, "I have already gotten a little nervous when I go back to you."

As he said that, Tian Buli took out a list from his arms and put it in front of Anyang Jun. He gently tapped the names on the list with his fingers, "This person, this person, and this person are already willing to support you."

Anyang Jun looked at the list, frowned, and said, "These are all irrelevant characters, where are the five generals?"

The so-called five generals refer to the commanders of the five Zhao army that had previously attacked Zhongshan.

Among them, Anyang Jun himself was the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank

Zhao Qi, Xu Jun, Niu Jian, and Zhao Xi, these four generals are the four generals who can truly influence the army in the Zhao world today.

As long as you can get the support of these four people, Anyang Jun will control most of the Zhao army!

Tian Buli shook his head slightly and said, "Your Majesty, these four ministers have visited them, but they either speak badly or avoid talking, and there is no one..."

Tian Buli didn't continue to say it, but the meaning was already very obvious.

With a bang, Anyang Jun punched the table with a gloomy face, "They just like to play for Zhao He's younger brother? Humph, when he ascended the throne as king, he had to settle the accounts with them!"

Tian Buli said, "Your Majesty has misunderstood. These four generals are loyal to the master's father. If they do not have the master's father's order, the king will not be able to drive them."

As soon as these words were spoken, Anyang Jun's face improved a lot, and he said after a while, "So, is the current plan to seize the throne by force unfeasible?"

Tian Buli said, "That's true."

Anyang Jun let out a sigh, obviously feeling quite unwilling.

For this general of Zhao who grew up in the military formation, killing Zhao He directly and ascending the throne is the most enjoyable way.

"Master Father, hey... I, Zhao Zhang, is the eldest son. Why is the master father so biased, but he passed the throne to Zhao He's son!"

When Anyang Jun spoke, his face was covered in ferociousness and his murderous intent was revealed in his eyes. Where could he show the slightest meekness and respect that he had shown in front of his father?

Tian Buli was really angry when he saw that Anyang Jun was angry and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, you can actually slowly take care of the throne."

"Slowly?" Anyang Jun snorted coldly, saying, "Now the master's father has begun to let Professor Feiyi handle government affairs. If Zhao He's son is twenty years old and crowned, it will be the time when the master's father completely let go of government affairs! By that time, I will really have no hope!"

Tian Buli touched his beard and smiled and said, "Have you forgotten the plan that the old minister offered to the emperor not long ago?"

When Anyang Jun heard this, his face moved slightly and said, "Is it the plan to divide Zhao State equally?"

Tian Buli smiled and said, "That's right. Although the Lord's father did not pass the throne to the Lord, he has always felt guilty towards the Lord. Now the king is incompetent, and the Lord's father has long been disappointed. If he could divide the State of Zhao into two and belong to the Lord and the King, the Lord's father would have agreed."

Anyang Jun hesitated a little, and then said for a moment, "How sure are you? If this matter fails, Zhao He'er will definitely become more and more alert to this lord, and that will be a breakup."

Tian Buli said, "The key to this matter is nothing more than the will of the master's father. It is common for the king and father to divide the country into his sons since ancient times. The ministers have already explained many ministers and asked Sima Xi to persuade many surrendered ministers in Zhongshan. With these people creating momentum, as long as the king and the emperor act according to the minister's plan, he should be 60% sure that the five northern counties can be the king's territory."

"The five northern counties, 60%..." Anyang Jun fell into deep thought.

Although the population of the five northern counties is less than one-quarter of the Zhao State, their area accounts for half of the Zhao State.

More importantly, most of the border cavalry corps that shocked the world at the time of the destruction of Zhongshan State came from the five northern counties!

Tian Buli observed his expression and said at the right time, "Your Majesty, even if you don't do this, do you think Empress Dowager Wu and the King will let you go?"

This sentence made An Yangjun's body shake slightly, and he finally made up his mind, "Okay, then give it a try! However, if it is proposed on the reward ceremony, there will be many opponents, which is inappropriate!"

Tian Buli was stunned for a moment and said, "What the Lord means..."

Anyang Jun took a deep breath and stood up suddenly, "When it is time to wait for that time, it will be too late! No, now, go and ask for your Lord Father immediately. You are the one sent by the Lord Father to me. The Lord Father will believe your words! After the matter is completed, I will personally give you a title of marquis and ministers!"
Chapter completed!