Cangxue Dragon City of Great Qin Dynasty

At the beginning of the fourth year of Qin Wangzheng, the general Wang Lu, who was the lieutenant general of the God of War Bai Qi in the Battle of Changping, died of illness. The Qin army was in awe, and they all sent the veteran to his last journey in their own ways.

After Bai Qi's death, another general from Qin State left.

——Qi said Wuyi, wearing the same robe as the son, Wang Yuxing master, repairing my spear.The same hatred with the son!

——Qi said Wuyi, with the same luster as Zi, the king Yu Xingshi, repaired my spear and halberd.Work with your son!

——Qi said that I have no clothes, and I wear the same clothes as my son. The king Yu Xingshi trained my armor soldiers.Walk with you!

The impassioned military song was sung from morning to evening, and the whole Xianyang was shrouded in fighting spirit, as if the general who had led them out of the customs several times was watching from the side.

Standing on the city gate with Ying Zheng and listening to the singing from outside the city, Yan Zhi looked solemn. He had never felt the bloodiness of the Qin people so clearly before.

Now that the spring festival has just passed, Lu Buwei is showing off at the ceremony, and Ying Zheng also does what he wants, sitting in the back without saying a word as a display.

Only being able to endure can accomplish great things, and the young Qin King is in forbearance, accumulating his own strength bit by bit. The more rampant Lu Buwei is now, the easier it will be for him to push people down from high places in the future.

The country of Great Qin is not named Lu after all.

The land left by the ancestors was not the property that Lu Buwei embezzled privately for him. Businessmen valued profits, but kings and ministers could not.

Standing with his hands behind his back on the city gate, the young King Qin, who was nearly half a head taller than Yan Zhi, had deep eyebrows. The sky and the earth were filled with the low-pitched singing of soldiers, as if two worlds were separated between the city and the outside.

"Since Duke Xiao, I, the people of Qin, guarded the land we snatched from the Rongdi tribe and worked hard. Finally, we lived a life where we didn't have to go hungry every day. After that, King Huiwen destroyed Yiqu and took over Bashu. People bullied people. During the reign of King Zhao, the people of Qin had enough food and clothing to gain confidence and sent troops frequently, so that all the six countries in Shandong knew that the people of Qin could not be bullied..."

Slowly speaking in a hoarse voice, Yingzheng withdrew his gaze and looked at Yan Zhi beside him, "Ah Zhi, the ancestors laid down this great river and mountain. If the six kingdoms are given a respite and fight endlessly to make the people of the world suffer, they will die in the future." Later, I am also ashamed of my ancestors."

To rule the world, his invincible Qin army can do it, and only Qin army can do it.

Yan Zhi raised his head and met those eyes suppressing anger, like a wolf king howling at the moon in the middle of the night, lonely and powerful.

The future Emperor Shihuang finally stopped hiding himself at this moment. He wanted to truly control the country, whether it was the court or the army, he wanted the country to be in his hands.

Jiuding has already returned to Qin, and the ancestors paved the road safely. As a Qin person, how can he watch his courtiers usurp his family and country?

In the past, there were three families divided into Jin, but now the Lu family alone controls the entire Qin State. He is not an incompetent person like Duke Jing of Jin, nor does he want to be a subjugated monarch like Duke Jing of Jin.

Unify the six countries, that's all.

Without responding directly, Yan Zhi turned his head and looked into the distance fixedly, almost overwhelmed by the turbulent arrogance in his heart.

This is the Warring States Period, a place completely different from the Tang Dynasty. He has seen the grand occasions of the Tang Dynasty and all nations coming to the court, and also experienced the scenes of rebels entering the pass and the people leaving the chaos and living in dire straits. Be loyal to your country.

It's just a country where treacherous ministers rule. I'm sorry for those proud and loyal people who have been buried outside Yanmen Pass.

For Yan Zhi, there is no difference in the seven heroes of the Warring States Period. In his heart, the world is still the world of the Tang Dynasty. He has lived there for nearly 30 years. Based on that prosperous age, no matter where he was, Datang's territory would never yield an inch.

Heaven is constant, it does not exist for Yao, nor does it perish for Jie.

Even if he is a native of Yan now, even if his identity will be criticized in the future, this is not a problem. This is an emperor who can entrust him with the future. In the near future, he will witness the rise of an empire with his own eyes.

A huge empire not inferior to Datang, even more prosperous than Datang.

Relief flashed in his eyes, and Yan Zhi put his hand on Ying Zheng's fist, "I said before, you will be a great king, a king who has never been seen before or since."

Ying Zheng, who seldom showed any other expressions, suddenly smiled, his sharp-edged face softened a bit, watching Yan Zhi silently withdrew his hand and took a step back decisively.

Based on his understanding of this person, if he showed such an expression, someone would definitely be unlucky next time, and he couldn't afford King Qin's "extra care".

Seeing Yan Zhi's quick response, Ying Zheng smiled even wider, "Let's go back to the palace."

Frowning slightly and following behind, Yan Zhi asked in disbelief, "Going to the palace at this time, could it be..."

"The Zhengtian you've been thinking about so much, the widow has turned it out from the warehouse." Qing Piao Piao glanced over, Ying Zheng didn't stop, walked to the carriage not far away and waited for Yan Zhi to get up together.

They came out of the palace quietly without disturbing others, so there was only one carriage and one servant.

As soon as his eyes lit up and he followed closely, Yan Zhi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, wishing he could fly directly to the palace to get the weapon.

As a soldier, how could he never have a weapon at hand?

"Wen Xinhou's widow has already said that the young master doesn't like poetry and books, so he gave the weapons used by the Chang Guojun in the past, so that he can practice in the army." Sitting in the carriage, he took his set of arguments to Lu Buwei. After coming out, Ying Zheng looked at the bright-eyed young man and continued, "Mengshi is a trustworthy person, so you can't play around like you used to when you go to the army this time."

As long as he is a dandy who can't be reused and cannot do without protection, even if he goes to the military camp, Lu Buwei won't watch too closely.

Nodding solemnly, Yan Zhi clenched his fists and asked, "How many people are there?"

"Although the army is all under the control of old General Meng, it is inevitable that people from Wen Xinhou will infiltrate and leak, and there are only a hundred people at the moment." Putting his big hand on this man's shoulder, Ying Zheng treated him again. Isn't it unreserved trust?

"It's just that swords and shields are rare. The hundred people can only train with the existing cowhide shields and swords in the army."

Knowing that Yan Zhi was unusual, Ying Zheng really started to let him try to train soldiers. King Qin, who had the idea of ​​letting this man practice his hands, didn't know that the man in front of him was not an immature rookie with very little experience.

"It's okay, they don't need the sword and shield yet." There was a dark light in his eyes, Yan Zhi nodded, the first time he came into contact with Cangyun Kungfu, the first thing he did was not how to use the sword and shield, but how not to be caught by the heavy sword. The shield is so tired that walking becomes troublesome.

Not everyone is qualified to wear that mysterious armor.

Although there are only a few hundred people, they are still an amazing army for them today. They can't really attack cities and villages, and there are always places where they can use their talents.

The iron mines in the land of Bashu are all controlled by Lu Buwei, and any movement can't escape his eyeliner. Xuanjia weapons are not extravagant for the time being, and the cowhide shield is used well. There is enough deterrence for people.

In the era of slash-and-burn farming, suddenly there is such an odd number like him, it seems to be more interesting.