The Son of Heaven drives six royals, ninety-nine eighty-one!

In Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng sat on a tall and luxurious bronze chariot, and six black horses let out a neighing sound and slowly moved forward.

After that, the left and right subordinates each drove four white horse-drawn chariots, and Fusu and the crown prince Yingyu each took one and accompanied them.

After that, Wang Qian, Li Si, Feng Quji, and Mao Jiao each had two horse-drawn carriages.

The civil and military officials followed closely according to the size of the rank, with a total of 9981 chariots.

10,000 Iron Eagle Guards held the black royal banner and rode the Shenxiu war horse, opening the way on both sides.

Xianyang City, which has been besieged for more than a month, has long lost its former prosperity, with scattered streets and rare people.

On both sides of the avenue, most of the shops are closed, living in fear all day long.

Occasionally, a few vendors can only suppress their inner uneasiness in order to make a living, and continue to sell goods and make a living.

Ying Zheng's convoy left Xianyang Palace and drove on the gallop road, unhurried, and headed towards the outside of the city.

"Your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty is back......"

"Everybody's coming to see!"

"There is salvation."

"We are saved."

Suddenly, Yingzheng's car attracted the attention of some scattered pedestrians and vendors, and they immediately exclaimed.

Soon, those closed shops opened one after another, and looking at Yingzheng's car, they also began to cheer.

As Yingzheng's team gradually moved away, the silent Xianyang City began to gradually become full of people.

Whether it is those ordinary residents, dignitaries, businessmen and craftsmen, all of them took to the streets and alleys to watch the mighty royal driving team and verify whether the news was true.

After waiting for Ying Zheng's car to gallop outside Xianyang City, both sides of the road were already full of bustling crowds, and the cheers were higher and higher.

"Your Majesty for 10,000 years, Great Qin for 10,000 years."

The sound of joy and cheers can still be heard ten miles outside Xianyang City.

Millions of troops outside the city looked sideways and began to riot.

The cheers in Xianyang City made them inexplicable.

Some of the troops who were ready to take advantage of the fire to loot immediately stopped.

50,000 Janissaries, more than 10,000 people in all directions, are confronting 100,000 rebels.

The arrows have been wound and the formation has been deployed.

They are all warriors of a hundred battles recruited from all over the Great Qin Empire, and they are all old Qin people in Guanzhong. All of them are elite divisions who have fought bloodily, experienced a hundred battles, and killed from the sea of corpses and blood.

Although he was outnumbered, he was still not afraid and put on a posture of fighting to the death.

Even though the millions of rebels were besieged, they still did not waver in their hearts from the heavy responsibility they shouldered.

Guarding Xianyang and protecting the Great Qin Empire......

At the last moment, as the rebels continued to approach, the two armies were only 500 meters apart.

The sound of horses' hooves, and the sound of wheels, sounded deafeningly and galloped across the gallop behind them.

"Your Majesty, it's Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty is not dead, Your Majesty is still alive."

"Your Majesty for 10,000 years, Great Qin for 10,000 years."

More than 10,000 Praetorian Guards immediately roared loudly, and their morale was even more encouraged, as if they had been beaten with blood.

Although he cheered, he did not dare to relax in his hands, and still insisted on his post and confronted the rebels.

Ying Zheng's car came to the vast open space of Xianyang City, and he didn't mean to stop at all, but went straight to the rebels not far away.

More than 10,000 Praetorian Guards were immediately shocked, and just wanted to catch up, but were stopped by an attendant.

"Your Majesty has an order, the Praetorian Guard is on standby, and must not act rashly."

The chamberlain spoke directly to one of the Praetorian Guard's generals.

The general of such a Praetorian Guard immediately bowed his hand and said, "The last general commands." ”

"Everyone, stay put."

The general immediately ordered.

"Whoa."

More than 10,000 people immediately shouted.

As Yingzheng's car got closer and closer, the 100,000 rebels also stopped.

"General? Is it His Majesty on the chariot? ”

The lieutenant general of the rebel army asked blankly at the general on the side.

At this moment, Ying Zheng was only 100 meters away from the rebels.

The rebel commander didn't take it to heart at first, although he saw the emperor's royal drive, but he didn't mess up at all.

In his opinion, it should be the new monarch who is coming.

But after seeing the face above the royal car clearly, his mind went blank for a while.

"Ah......h

He let out an exclamation and fell straight off his horse.

"General, are you alright?"

Several lieutenants immediately stepped forward to help.

The rebel general got up in a panic, and then knelt directly on the ground, and roared at several lieutenants: "Your Majesty is coming, why don't you kneel down to greet you?" Don't want to live anymore? ”

The faces of the four lieutenants changed, and they quickly knelt down.

When all the rebels saw that their generals were on their knees, they all knelt down like waves.

"The last general, Dong Wuwei, greets His Majesty."

When Yingzheng's carriage heard in front of him, Dong Wuwei immediately bowed and shouted.

"Greetings to Your Majesty."

100,000 people chanted in unison.

"What are you doing with your troops? Are you going to kill me? Or do you want to slaughter Xianyang City? ”

Ying Zheng sat on the bronze chariot, his face was ancient, and he said coldly.

"The last general didn't dare to die, the minister just heard that the eldest son died tragically in Xianyang, and there were traitors in the court, so he specially led troops to come to King Qin, and the Qing monarch side."

Dong Wuwei's forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, and his voice trembled a little.

"Oh? Isn't the eldest son here? ”

Ying Zheng's tone made people shudder, pointed to Fusu on the side, and questioned Dong Wuwei.

"The last general deserves to die, and if he does not notice it for a while, and listens to rumors, it will be difficult to atone for his sins."

Dong Wuwei hurriedly bowed his head and asked for sin.

"The princes and ministers are all here? You tell me, who is the traitor of the troubled government? ”

Ying Zheng leaned sideways, pointed to Wang Jian and Li Si and others not far behind him again, and asked matter-of-factly.

"Ten thousand people will die."

Dong Wuwei dared to identify it, and his frightened soul scattered.

"Take your subordinates and get me out of Xianyang thirty miles away."

Ying Zheng snorted coldly, and his momentum was compelling.

"The last will obey."

Dong Wuwei stood up as if he had been amnestied, and staggered away.

An army of 100,000 will come and go as fast as possible.

"I want to see who dares to oppose me."

Ying Zheng was extremely domineering, and with a wave of his hand, Bai Zhuo rushed forward again.

Although he only brought 10,000 iron eagle guards, Yingzheng was stable and stable, as if watching his own army, he set up a royal car and circled around Xianyang City.

Everywhere they passed, all the soldiers bowed their heads and cheered.

The million-strong army, waiting for Yingzheng to travel around, receded like a tide, and gathered and stationed thirty miles away, waiting for the edict.

The Xianyang crisis was solved in an instant, which made many civil and military officials breathe a sigh of relief.

The awe of His Majesty in his heart has deepened a little, and His Majesty's prestige is unparalleled.

After leading the ministers back to the palace, Yingzheng in Zhangtai Palace, Pingtian Hall launched an impassioned speech.

He counted the remnants of the six countries for being ungrateful, and angrily scolded the officials of the six countries for being disloyal and unfilial, and rebelling against the Lord for glory.

Hundreds of civil and military officials, all of whom have different hatreds for the enemy, have scolded those rebellious ministers and thieves, in order to show their faces in front of His Majesty and ask for credit.

"I want to fight the world and spread my will."

"The edict Wang Ben is the general of the town thief, leading 200,000 troops, from the upper valley, to conquer the giant deer, level the ground, and offer the king's false head."

"The edict Ziying is the general of the rebellion, leading 200,000 troops, from Hedong, conquering Taiyuan, leveling Zhaodi, and offering the head of Zhao Wangxie."

"The imperial decree Tu Hong is a rebellious general, leading 200,000 troops, from Sanchuan, conquering Hanoi, leveling Wei, and offering the head of the king and leopard of Wei."

"The imperial decree Bai Teng was the general of the bandits, leading 200,000 troops, from Nanyang, conquering Yingchuan, leveling Handi, and offering the king of Han to become the head."

"The imperial decree Meng Tian is the general of the expedition, leading 200,000 troops, from Fujian, to conquer the Lujiang River, to level the Chu land, and to dedicate the head of the heart of the king of Chu."

"The imperial decree Gongzi Fusu is to comfort the general, and Wang Li is the deputy general, coordinating 600,000 city defense troops, pacifying all places, and escorting grain and grass materials."

"After this battle, I hope that the Great Qin Empire will no longer have internal worries, and the monarchs and ministers will work together to make the whole country strong and powerful, so as to threaten the people."

Ying Zheng shouted loudly, and the sound shook Xuanyu.

"Your Majesty for 10,000 years, Great Qin for 10,000 years."

In the Pingtian Hall of Zhangtai Palace, there was an excited shout.

At this time, everyone understood that this was nothing more than a vast net sprinkled by His Majesty, in order to wipe out all the rebel forces and all the ministers who were disloyal to the empire in the empire.