Chapter 155 Han Xin: Is this the end?

It’s not that Qin’s current generals are insufficient, but that their thinking is still outdated.

Ying Heng's subsequent military reforms, especially the optimization of military branches, require new and cutting-edge talents.

Wang Ben, Meng Tian and others of the Qin Dynasty might be capable of fighting battles involving thousands or even tens of thousands of people, but when it came to the foundation of the Qin Dynasty and the moment when a million-strong army was to conquer the world, they seemed incapable of doing so.

And Han Xin is the leader who is unrivaled in this field!
It’s like giving you a pillow when you’re sleepy!

While he was thinking, a thin, ragged middle-aged man came into his sight. Han Xin looked quite miserable as he had been exposed to the elements, slept in the open air, and been attacked by wolves and rain.

If he were on the street, he would probably be mistaken for a beggar. Han Xin was shocked when he entered the Thirteenth Prince's manor.

There are sycamore and ginkgo trees everywhere, beautiful scenery of lakes and mountains, rockery and streams, and water birds playing around. This place is in sharp contrast to the current era of war and chaos and people's livelihood.

The Thirteenth Young Master is indeed different from others.

The deeper he went into the manor, the more timid Han Xin became. With his appearance and unknown reputation, how could he win the favor of the young master?
If he is expelled, where should he go?

Should I lead the skinny horse back to Hangu Pass to look for that gentleman?
He had just escaped from the suffering in Hangu Pass and came to Xianyang!
He really didn't want to go through the hardships of that long journey again.

Han Xin was feeling nervous as he was led by the guards to a young man dressed in jade clothes.

This young man has a burly figure and an extraordinary heroic appearance, and is accompanied by two angel-like women behind him.

Han Xin took a quick glance and didn't dare to look any further. He saluted the young master and said, "I am Han Xin. I have heard of the great name of the Thirteenth Young Master for a long time, and I have come to seek refuge with you."

"Han Xin is well versed in the art of war and believes that no one in the world can match him in the use of military strategies."

"That's all. No need to say more."

Han Xin was immersed in his self-presentation when he was suddenly interrupted by the elegant young man.

His heartstrings instantly tensed. Was he being deprived of even the chance to introduce himself?
So is the long-awaited military aptitude test gone too?
Unexpectedly, the young master said calmly: "I already understand your intention."

"Take a shower, change clothes, have a good meal, and have a good rest."

"Come back to see me after you have reorganized yourself, and from now on, you will follow me to fight on the battlefield!"

Han Xin was dumbfounded, full of doubts: Is this... the end?
It is widely rumored that the Thirteenth Young Master is extremely proud and arrogant, and it is difficult for ordinary nobles to meet him when they come to surrender, let alone important officials in the court.

Now I am in rags, but I have been accepted before I have finished speaking. Isn't this a fantasy?

Not to mention Han Xin was shocked, the people in purple, green, and Jinyiwei around him were all surprised.

But they had long been accustomed to obeying the Thirteenth Young Master's orders, and every time the Young Master's decisions were made, they always proved to be extremely wise.

So, even though everyone was full of doubts, no one said much.

They kept their eyes on this down-and-out man named Han Xin, trying to discover his unique qualities.

Han Xin followed him to bathe and change clothes in a daze. He had not yet recovered from this sudden change, as if the hardships along the way were just a dream.

As soon as you step into Xianyang and into the Thirteenth Prince's residence, everything changes like a dream.

However, he has not had the opportunity to show his talent yet!

Could it be that the Thirteenth Young Master had already recognized me?
how can that be!

Not to mention the confused Han Xin, in the courtyard, Ying Heng seemed quite calm in the face of a lot of information.

At this time, Zi Yi spoke.

"Sir, General Wang Ben is in a critical situation on the front line. If what Han Xin said is true, Xiang Yu will be a very difficult person to deal with. Do you consider going to the battle yourself?"

Late spring and early summer is a good time to travel. In the past, at this time of year, the young master would always take Ziyi and Qingyi out for a trip.

However, this year, they were trapped at home due to the construction of Daqin. The lively Ziyi could no longer hold back, and in the name of war, she hoped that the young master would take them out to relax.

The young master is lazy by nature, and every year he has to beg Ziyi and Qingyi to go out.

Sure enough, upon hearing Zi Yi's suggestion, Ying Heng shook his head and said, "There are many things to do in the mansion. We need to stockpile cement in large quantities, the new steel plant needs to be started up urgently, the clinic needs to be promoted, and the brick kiln needs to be expanded. At this moment, I can't get away."

"As for the war, if Wang Ben cannot win, and the enemy has no reinforcements, then we can just drag it out."

"Let Wang Li send another 50,000 troops to help. No matter how brave Xiang Yu is, he will not be able to turn the tables."

The establishment of the steel plant benefited from the ambush of Wang Ben in Xinliangdi under the command of Ying Heng, and the system rewarded advanced steelmaking furnaces and iron furnaces.

With these core technologies, Ying Heng was able to start building a steel plant.

Steel, the tough skeleton, weaves the veins of life. From the roof made of steel bars to the iron pots and sharp blades used for cooking, and even the indestructible armor of the Snow Dragon Riders, all of them are the result of thousands of tempering processes.

In the past, there were only 3,000 dragon riders. Ying Heng wanted to expand, but was limited by the lack of equipment.

Today, steel mills are springing up and the constraints have been broken.

However, the new factory is still in its infancy and high-quality steel is scarce. Ying Heng must allocate it prudently, giving priority to the consolidation of fortresses, the construction of homes, or military needs.

As for ordinary kitchen utensils and daily necessities, you may want to wait a while.

Upon hearing this, Zi Yi showed a little dissatisfaction and pouted her lips.

"Sir, it's spring outside, everything is reviving, we haven't been to that vibrant place for a long time."

Qingyi also looked at Ying Heng with anticipation.

He shook his head gently. "The tranquility at home is also a special feeling. Miss Ningshuang would bring delicious food every other day. Sometimes she would blush and pretend not to know my identity. That cuteness was so touching."

Ningshuang, the once mentioned leader of the Mohist school, a new generation giant of Mohism, if not for the appearance of Ying Heng.

During this period, she has been deeply attracted by Ying Heng's talent.

From innovations in farm tools and papermaking to cement, glass, ice making, salt making, and even brick making and steelmaking, every step amazed her.

As her interest grew, she became immersed in it unconsciously.

As the days she spent with Ying Heng grew longer, Ying Heng did not deliberately hide anything, and she finally saw through his true identity - the Thirteenth Young Master!
At first, this discovery troubled Mo Ningshuang.

The Thirteenth Young Master is the one who wants to abandon all the other schools of thought and is the mortal enemy of the Mohist School!

However, as she got along with him, she realized that he did not reject the Hundred Schools of Thought. Instead, like Mohism, he quietly promoted the prosperity of the Hundred Schools of Thought!

Until one day, she mustered up the courage to ask about the real intention of abolishing all schools of thought. After getting the answer, her worries were suddenly resolved.

It turns out that the revival of Mohism mentioned by the young master is this strategy.

Draw on the essence of all schools of thought, so that people all over the world have the opportunity to learn, and let Mohism and the other schools of thought shine in the world.

He once said that helping the revival of Mohism is the way to do it!

After Mo Ningshuang understood all this, her hatred for the Thirteenth Young Master disappeared.

Looking at him, I felt more and more friendly.

So she ordered the disciples of the Mohist School to enter Lu Ban's workshop and take up important positions.

The disciples of the Mohist School had a solid foundation, and their participation greatly improved the efficiency of industries such as papermaking, cement, glass, and horse harnesses.

(End of this chapter)