Daqin: Bear children tell stories, emperors beg to shut up

perhaps.

Near future.

These two legendary teenagers will reach the pinnacle of their lives in their respective fields.

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The emperor upstairs.

Ying Zheng's words made the emperors a little resentful.

What a pity.

It is really a great pity in life that such an amazing young man cannot be used by his own empire.

Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Di, Li Shimin, Zhao Kuangyin and others.

Can not help daydreaming frequently.

Huo Qubing is like a sharp knife that opened up the world, everything in the world is nothing but ants in front of him.

If you can have such a boy.

Wouldn't the barbarians on the border of their empire be wiped out in minutes?

Liu Bei and Cao Cao have different ideas from others.

This boy is too powerful.

He is a born star.

If you can get this one person, wouldn't the Three Kingdoms be at your fingertips?

Liu Bei and Cao Cao couldn't help but look at each other.

They smiled at each other.

"Big Ear Thief, what are you thinking?"

Cao Cao asked with a smile.

"Hmph, Cao Aman, it seems that the Battle of Chibi didn't hurt you."

Naturally, Liu Bei was not to be outdone, and snorted coldly.

He and Cao Cao have been in love and killed each other for many years.

The bickering between the two was more like a joke between old friends.

"Hahaha, failure is not terrible, the terrible thing is that you don't have the courage to face failure."

Cao Cao looked up to the sky and laughed, his boldness was beyond words.

While everyone was chatting.

Storytelling upstairs.

Ying Changan's voice sounded again.

"So far, the protracted and eternal Mobei decisive battle has finally come to an end."

"General Wei Qing led the soldiers of his troops to return to the empire one after another to meet the grand welcome ceremony."

"However, Huo Qubing, who had a wild idea, did not immediately withdraw from the desert grassland, but headed in another direction."

"That place has been called a holy place since ancient times, and it is the most revered sacred place for the Huns and all the peoples living on the desert grassland."

"After a long journey of several days."

"Huo Qubing and his [-] cavalry finally arrived at the final location."

"Wolf Juxu Mountain!"

"The vast world, the vast grassland."

"A majestic mountain range stretches between heaven and earth and grassland."

"It sits there quietly, waiting for eternity, waiting for a long river of time, and finally waiting for its final destiny."

"The wind howls, and the flags flutter."

"[-] iron cavalry lined up."

"Facing countless fiery gazes."

"Huo Qubing strode forward and climbed to the top of Langjuxu Mountain."

"This teenager made history once again."

"For thousands of years."

"He is the first person to climb Mount Langjuxu with such a feat."

"He is also the first Chinese boy to climb Mount Langjuxu!"

"There is no one before, and there will be no one after."

"From then on."

"No one has set foot on Mount Langjuxu again."

"Huo Qubing left an indelible fear in the hearts of the Huns with the way of shining meteors."

"What he is stepping on is not Langjuxu Mountain, but the pride of countless Huns."

"He trampled this nation under his feet forever in an astonishing and eternal way.""

"His greatness cannot be described."

"His demeanor is radiant, shining forever!"

Speaking of it.

Winning Chang'an himself is already full of enthusiasm.

Own Huo Qubing.

How lucky the Chinese nation is.

Ying Chang'an breathed a sigh of relief, calming down his mood.

He looked up at the blue sky, but there was a layer of sadness in his heart.

Because he knows.

Huo Qubing's short life was about to end soon.

Two years later.

He will die on the journey.

This is unique in Chinese history.

A shining meteor-like boy, in his short war career, left behind countless glorious deeds.

Even after thousands of years.

There are countless later people who regard him as the goal of lifelong struggle and regard him as an indelible belief in their lives.

This is the greatness of Huo Qubing.

He inspired everyone in the Chinese nation to forge ahead, and he has already become the immortal totem of this nation.

Ying Chang'an rarely stood up from the high platform.

He greeted the warm breeze.

Her long black hair danced in the wind.

outskirts of Xianyang.

Tens of millions of people are looking forward to winning Chang'an.

Their eyes trembled, as if they had noticed something.

"Have you noticed that His Royal Highness the Nineteenth Prince seems to have grown up a bit."

"Yeah, the once cute little baby now has sorrow on his face."

"He has grown from a child to a teenager."

While being amazed by Huo Qubing's sealing of the wolf as Xu, everyone also saw another young man who was shining brightly.

Huo Qubing is a legend.

And this boy belongs to them alone.

The emperor upstairs.

Ying Zheng's eyes were warm.

He smiled.

There was unspeakable comfort and happiness in that smile.

now.

Ying Zheng is no longer the majestic First Emperor.

He is just a pure father.

A father who has seen his children thrive.

Wu Meiniang, who was as proud as a phoenix in nine heavens, looked at Ying Chang'an standing on the high platform, her beautiful eyes twinkling.

One of her hearts was bumping against the deer.

The once bear child is finally about to grow up.

other emperors.

Most of them are envious and jealous.

Huo Qubing is a legend, a story, and an illusory existence.

But winning Chang'an is the real deal!

In a sense.

The degree of terror of this young man is far greater than that of Huo Qubing in the story.

He can see and touch.

But that's why.

Zhu Yuanzhang, Li Shimin and others will suffer even more.

Because this visible and tangible boy does not belong to them, but only to the Great Qin Empire.

Because Ying Chang'an was the son of the First Emperor Ying Zheng.

This level of relationship.

The envious emperors had red eyes and blood dripping from their hearts.

Who wouldn't want to have such a good son?

"Ugh!"

Zhu Yuanzhang patted the throne hard and sighed heavily.

He is distressed!

If he can have such a good grandson, it will definitely be his tomorrow!

"..."

The corners of Li Shimin's mouth twitched in pain, he kept sucking in cold air, and couldn't say a word.

He already regretted wanting to hit the wall.