Quick Wear: About the Things I Saved from the Villain

With the idea that children's beautiful fantasies should not be shattered, Qin Li maintained a smile and encouraged them.

"Okay, then our kids need to grow up quickly."

He still doesn't know where the little golden dragon's growth came from.

When I picked it up, it was still in the shape of a small snake. As I raised it, it somehow turned into a little dragon.

Qin Li recalled the scene again and made sure there was nothing unusual.

Maybe the mythical beasts have their own growth rules, he didn’t think too much about it.

He didn't know that the little golden dragon's "growth" was linked to his own, and he didn't know that the little golden dragon was only one step away from its next growth.

It was getting late, so Qin Li gave Xiao Jinlong some safety advice as usual and then went to bed.

On the second day, when the Zheng army, which was well aware of Qin Li's methods, was still arguing about whether to fight or negotiate peace, the war drums of the Qin army had already sounded.

Whether to fight or to make peace is not something they can decide.

"Fight, fight!"

The generals of Zheng army gritted their teeth and held on to a glimmer of hope.

Even if Qin Li came, what would happen? The previous Qin Li was a general, and it was his duty to fight on the battlefield.

But things are different now. Having already enjoyed the power of a monarch, can he really fight as hard as he did before?

Not everyone can replace Qin Li's position in the hearts of the Qin army, and the momentum in the army is completely different with or without a commander-in-chief.

The two armies are evenly matched in numbers, so Zheng State may not necessarily lose!

"kill--"

"boom--"

The sound of war drums and soldiers resounded throughout the world, weapons clashed, and horses neighed.

When a general of the Zheng army saw a figure in armor and holding a spear in the Qin army with a surging aura, sweeping three soldiers off their horses with one spear, the hand of a general of the Zheng army shook subconsciously.

He had fought against Qin Li.

When Qin Li first joined the Qin army, he was still a teenager. During a minor conflict between the two sides, he laughed at a boy who hadn't even grown all his hair yet and dared to come to the battlefield...

When the opponent's spear swept across his neck while he was laughing, leaving a bright blood mark, he realized what it meant to be a child of destiny.

He will always remember the boy's cold gaze and his mocking smile.

Although the other party didn't say a word, that scene became his lingering nightmare for the next month.

He knew it from then on.

Qin Li, the man known as the patron saint of Qin, will become the biggest obstacle to other countries.

How could we possibly win?

The spear passed across the neck again, but the blood mark was no longer the same as it was back then, which was only used for deterrence.

Two figures passed each other in a staggered manner.

Qin Li's face was cold, and the spots of blood on his cheek added a bit of coldness and murderousness to him.

The young general on the other side touched his neck belatedly, his eyes gradually lost their luster, and his tall body slowly fell off the horse.

Qin Li killed several Zheng army generals in a row among thousands of soldiers. The morale of the Zheng army was greatly reduced, and they were defeated one after another and gradually lost the ability to fight back.

Seeing Zheng's army retreating, Qin Li gave orders in a deep voice with a sharp gaze.

"Chase."

"Yes!"

Qin Li and the Qin army were like a stabilizing force. With him around, the Qin army was like a chicken with its blood pumped up. They pursued the Zheng army with all their might and recaptured the remaining two neighboring cities.

The Qin army won a great victory.

The citizens of the two cities occupied by Zheng's army walked out of their closed homes, cried with joy and cheered loudly when they saw the familiar army.

"Long live the general!"

"Idiot, it's Jun now!"

"Long live the king!"

The cheers from the two cities were louder than the last, and the soldiers looked proud.

The camp was set up outside the city, and at this moment in the main tent, the soldiers all had happy expressions on their faces.

"General, what we are going to do next is..."

Yuan Meng looked at Qin Li with sharp eyes, and the others also turned their eyes when they heard his words, unable to contain their anticipation.

Facing the gazes of the entire tent, Qin Li curled his lips slightly.

"Rest for ten days, then send troops to Zheng State!"

There is no such thing as peace. In today's world, it is a fight between countries, either you or I.

Taking advantage of the Qin's high morale this time, we naturally have to pursue the victory.

This time, there were no dissenting voices in the army, and all the generals responded loudly with all their might.

"Yes!"

The city at the border is called Yuncheng, and there are troops stationed outside. Qin Li took Zuo Wei and Yuan Meng back to the city lord's mansion.

The reason why Yuncheng fell was not only because of the Zheng army's surprise attack due to insufficient troops, but also because of the lord of Yuncheng, Wang Shou.

As the lord of the city, Wang Shou did not even try to resist when the army was approaching the city. Instead, he abandoned the people in the city and fled with his wife and children without hesitation.

It was also because Yuncheng did not resist at all that the two cities behind were caught off guard and lost one after another.

It can be said that Wang Shou, the lord of Yuncheng, bears a heavy responsibility for the loss of the three cities.

But it's a coincidence.

When Wang Shou was fleeing with his wife and children, they happened to run into a large army of support. One of the generals noticed something unusual and captured him. He found out the reason and reported it to Qin Li.

Just because Qin Li didn't have time to deal with him in the previous battle doesn't mean he has forgotten about it.

The short and fat man was brought up with his arms tied. He was crying and his nose was running. Before he could open his mouth to say anything, Zuo Wei stepped forward and kicked him on the calf.

"Your Majesty is here, how dare you not show respect?!"

Zuo Wei originally wanted him to kneel down, but Wang Shou's hands were tied behind his back, and his fat body was not balanced enough, so he fell down.

Zuo Wei had no choice but to step forward and pull him up again.

His brows were furrowed, not hiding his disgust at all.

Zuo Wei grew up in a border town when he was a child. During a war, the lord of the city where he lived temporarily escaped, and his parents died under the enemy's siege. So he hated these cowardly lords of the border town very much.

Qin Li was also aware of Zuo Wei's experience and did not stop him from doing so.

But Zuo Wei also knew that this happened in front of Qin Li, so he pulled the man up and made him kneel down, and then he didn't move again.

Qin Li then spoke.

"Wang Shou, as the city lord, you abandoned the city and fled when the enemy was in front of you. Do you know your crime?"

Wang Shou knelt on the ground with his head down, avoiding Qin Li's deep gaze, and bowed tremblingly.

"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong."

I don’t know if it was because he knew it was useless, but he didn’t even try to beg for mercy.

Qin Li looked at the trembling man for a long time and sneered.

"You deserve it so readily. Are you thinking that even if it's the crime of abandoning the city, the sentence of serving a life sentence can at least save your life?"

(Chengdan, a punishment during the Qin and Han dynasties, refers to four years of labor in building a city. Later, it also refers to exile or imprisonment.)

As soon as the words fell, the short and fat figure below suddenly froze.

At this moment, Yuan Meng walked in, holding an account book in his hand, and two people were behind him. (There was no paper, and the old rules were set up independently.)

Compared with Zuo Wei, Yuan Meng had always been the calmer one, but at this moment his face turned dark, which was unusual for him, and he couldn't hide the anger in his body.

"Your Majesty, I found it."

He handed over the account book in his hand, and kicked Wang Shou accidentally as he passed by him.

Wang Shou was kicked down again. He had no time to cry out in pain. Looking at the account book handed over by Yuan Meng, his round face turned pale. There were only two words in his mind:

Finished!