Feng was a veteran of the Qin State, he served in the military at the age of sixteen, and with Bai Qi, who had not yet become Wu Anjun, he conquered Yique and defeated the two kingdoms of Han and Wei.

It was the first war in his life.

And after the first time in life, there will be countless times, and in the next four years, Feng first broke Korea with the Qin army, and then with the Qin army to seize the sixty-one provinces of Wei.

But even the Qin army can't win all the time, the Qin army at that time was not as invincible as the current Qin army, just like the heavenly soldiers and generals, they will also be defeated.

At that time, the princes joined forces and forced the king of Qin, who had already been proclaimed emperor, to give up the title of "Western Emperor", so that the Qin State almost couldn't get out of Hangu Pass.

However, fortunately, the Six Kingdoms were not a discus, and in the following five years, Feng and the Qin army attacked Wei and Qi in succession, and Qi almost destroyed Qi in a war.

After ten years of conquest, Feng became a veteran.

With the glory and disgrace of the Qin State, he followed the footsteps of the Qin army all over the world, and also had his own title, although it was not enough to be a marquis and worship the prime minister, but it was also enough to settle down on one side.

But Feng was not satisfied, to be precise, he felt that he deserved to die on the battlefield, because so many of his friends had died on the battlefield.

It was his youth, his memory, his stage.

Wind and rain for another ten years, Feng with the army to attack Zhao, Chu, Wei, the most vivid memory of Feng is the Yellow River, beheading 130,000 that war with Wei.

Under the water, everything flows, and the Qin people have made military achievements.

It was his most unforgettable memory.

At this time, Feng was already thirty-six years old, and he was already ready to retire from the army, but he was reluctant in the end.

It was precisely because of his reluctance that he experienced the biggest war in his life - Changping.

That war was a stalemate, a stalemate, a stalemate.

It's like a giant beast on two sides, always looking for an opportunity to kill each other with one blow.

For four months, everyone was dormant in that oppressive atmosphere, and Feng even felt that the Qin State might be defeated.

But in the end, it was Wu Anjun, who led the battle of Fengda Yique, who came, and he fought the war.

The strong soldiers surrounded the Zhao army for 47 days, and finally killed 400,000 people.

There were fifteen Zhao soldiers buried by Feng himself.

Because he was attacked by captives and wounded and left the front line, this was also his last war, and this year he was already on the battlefield for thirty-three years.

Thirty-three years of military career, so that a sixteen-year-old boy, a sixty-year-old man, he carried the army to do his last drop of blood for the Qin State.

He will never be able to go to war again because he is old.

He can only look at the descendants, inherit the hard work of him, their generation and even several generations, continue to walk on their behalf, and support Daqin.

Feng is old, and he is no longer the boy who can fight on the battlefield.

Fortunately, Daqin did not fall because of later generations, and Daqin is thriving.

Feng is the epitome of an empire, and Great Qin had countless of him back then, and it was these countless him who turned the princes of the West into the strong Qin of the world.

Feng was the luckiest of them all, because he survived, luckily survived again and again from those countless battles, and he witnessed Great Qin advance in the direction they most hoped for.

"I'm old, but Daqin is not old, it's good. ”

Feng watched the rising sun and felt that his life was satisfied, even if he didn't have the opportunity to chase that immortality, it was enough.

After all, when he joined the army, his most hope was to survive.

"Is it Feng?"

"Yes, you are?"

"On the order of the ancestral dragon, please invite all the veterans to the Qin Palace. ”

.........

Feng never thought that he would come to the Qin Palace, even in a dream, but he came today.

Not only did he come, but Zulong also wanted to see them, and Feng felt as if he was dreaming, and even walking seemed to be floating on the ground.

"Veteran Feng, I've seen Zulong!"

Ying Zheng took the initiative to step forward to help Feng, Feng was a little overwhelmed, his hands were trembling.

"How can Feng Hede?"

"Great Qin heroes, how can you not be worthy of my support?"

Ying Zheng replied with a smile.

Feng didn't know what to say anymore, he wanted to say but couldn't.

"Wait, there's a lot more to come. ”

Ying Zheng said with a smile, he rarely laughed, but today was an exception.

"Throne!"

Feng sat on the seat given by the ancestral dragon and looked at the people who came one by one with trepidation, and his panic began to recede, many of these people he knew.

Even if he didn't know him, he could guess who it was.

These are all veterans of Great Qin, veterans who have served in Great Qin for at least twenty years, and they have experienced the Six Kingdoms Coalition Palace together and experienced the Battle of Changping.

It is a person who has been sharpened in the days of wind, frost, rain and snow, blood and rain.

One figure after another came to the palace of King Qin, Feng didn't know why he wanted to cry, he didn't want to cry in front of Zulong, but the tears still couldn't be stopped.

The last time Feng cried, it was when he went to war for the first time, and in the thirty-three years since then, no matter how seriously he was injured, he did not shed a tear.

He wiped his tears with his hands, trying to make himself look strong, but the tears became more and more.

Not only him, but the veterans in the Qin Palace, their tears seemed to be unstoppable.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Yingzheng, who has always been strict with courtiers, has uncharacteristically not spoken harsh words today, and some people need to be whipped to move around.

But there are some people who are not, who give the most important thing in their lives to the country, and sacrifice themselves for the country to go one step further.

The kingdom is not unrelated to them, but made of their flesh and blood.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have something I would like to ask you. ”

In the whining of the main hall, the sound of crying sounded in the main hall.

"Wan ...... Never give up. ”

The old men with mottled hair responded in tears.

If they can still do a little bit for the current Great Qin, then there will be no regrets.

Veterans don't die, they just wither.

Before they wither, they are willing to shine in their last glory.

"I want to ask the old generals to change their way to defend the foundation of eternity for Great Qin. ”

A scroll appeared in Ying Zheng's hand, what else could it be if it wasn't the god list?

After the appearance of the god list, it floated above the void, and a huge black dragon of luck walked in the void, looking down on everything.

"Pardon Feng is the mountain god of Changbai Mountain in Daqin, Changbai Mountain in Yongzhen, protects the people, inherits the beginning of the heavenly court, and opens the foundation of a hundred generations. ”

"Pardon ........."

"Pardon ........."

Ying Zheng's voice continued to sound, and every time a voice sounded, a starlight lit up in the Fengshen List and fell into the body of a veteran present.

One after the other.

In the palace of King Qin, there will soon be a sea of starlight, like a sea of stars.

Veterans do not die, nor do they wither.