The wind is howling and the waves are rolling......

Ying Zheng looked at the boundless sea in the distance, his robe clicked by the sea breeze.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the distant sky, and the rumbling sound of rolling thunder was like the heavens roaring, declaring its authority to the world.

Meng Yi, Bai Zhuo, Liu Bang, and Hua Shao chased them out, all with solemn expressions.

They all knew very well that His Majesty was worried about the eldest son and the soldiers who went to sea to train at the moment.

When they came to Ying Zheng's back, looking at His Majesty's lonely and lonely back, they wanted to say comfort, but when the words came to their lips, they found that everything was so pale.

At this moment, he is no longer the high first emperor, but an old and lonely elder who hopes for the safe return of his son.

Whoa......

It rained heavily in the sky, and let the wind and rain blow, Ying Zheng stood there proudly as if he was petrified, not moving.

"Fetch the canopy."

Bai Zhuo saw that His Majesty had no intention of sheltering from the rain at all, and immediately instructed the attendant behind him.

Am I wrong?

Did I hurt them?

Did I hurt Su'er?

The heavy rain was falling, and Ying Zheng's heart was complicated, and he slowly closed his eyes.

The rain slowly slipped down his resolute face, soaking his black brocade robe.

"Your Majesty, the rain is getting heavier and the wind is getting stronger, so let's move away?"

Meng Yi sighed, looked at His Majesty's back, a trace of sadness rose in his heart, and his eyes were red.

But Yingzheng didn't seem to hear it at all, and still stood in place, not moving.

"Your Majesty...... Minister, I beg Your Majesty to take care of your body! ”

Bai Zhuo's voice was also heartbreaking, and he knelt down in front of Yingzheng's back and cried.

"Your Majesty......"

Everyone behind him knelt down and shouted in unison at Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, waited for the boundless sea in the distance, stretched out his arms and shouted: "One day, the Great Qin Empire will completely conquer you." ”

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

The crowd shouted in unison.

Ying Zheng shouted out the pain and anger in his heart, and seemed to have calmed down a lot.

He withdrew his arms, turned around, and looked at the people kneeling on the ground: "Let's go!" ”

After speaking, Ying Zheng walked into the distance without looking back.

Qianzhong County and Yelang are separated by lofty mountains, and tens of thousands of laborers are building plank roads on the cliffs.

When Sama received the news, he immediately summoned all the tribal leaders in Yoro's territory.

"What do you think of the Qin people building a plank road in Wanya Mountain?"

Sama, the king of Yoro, looked at his courtiers and asked.

"Great King, if you kill the envoy of the Qin people, the Qin people must have a grudge. Obviously, the Qin people want to follow the example of the five-foot road of Shudi, Qiongdu, and Yunnan, build plank roads, and send troops to attack us!"

The turtle tribe old said to the king of Yelang.

"Yes, it's a pity that the Qin people are simply wishful thinking, Wanya Mountain is a natural barrier in my Yelang Country, easy to defend and difficult to attack, even if the Qin people build plank roads, but as long as we hold the pass of Wanya Mountain, the Qin people will die as much as they come down."

The elders of the Yi tribe also opened their mouths to express their opinions.

"The turtle department led 10,000 warriors from the headquarters to guard the pass of Wanya Mountain, waiting for an opportunity to attack, and they must not be allowed to build a plank road."

Yelang King Sama's eyes were cold, and he said viciously.

"The king can rest assured, the Qin people want to build a plank road, it is simply wishful thinking. I'm not waiting for a wooden stake, can we watch them build a plank road, indifferent? ”

"Unless they grow wings and fly down like birds, I will never let a Qin person in my turtle department."

The old man of the turtle tribe had a string of human bones hanging from his neck, and laughed hideously.

"Hah! Ha! Ha! ”

For a while, all the clan elders in the turtle palace burst out laughing.

"The Yi Department led 10,000 warriors to keep an eye on the five-foot road in Yunnan to prevent the Qin people from slipping in from behind."

King Yelang spoke again.

He dared to kill the Qin envoy not on the spur of the moment, but on the basis of natural danger and was not afraid of it.

No matter how powerful the Qin people are?

Yelang is surrounded by mountains and rivers on all sides, the terrain is dangerous, and the mountains are steep everywhere.

Not to mention the army of millions, even if the army of tens of millions, if it does not grow wings, it can only look at the mountains and sigh in vain.

"Don't worry, the king, my Yi warriors, all brave, what kind of thing are the Qin people? Dare to come to my Yelang country to spread wilderness, and ensure that they will die or live. ”

The old man of the Yi tribe held a skull wooden staff and wore a pair of horns and bone helmets on his head, and said confidently.

"Very good, then everyone is in place, get ready, cheer up the spirits, and give the Qin people a profound lesson that they will never forget."

"The rest of the tribes, rectify the warriors of the headquarters, follow the king to sit in the turtle yi, and support the turtle and the Yi department at any time."

King Yelang directly made a decision and shouted loudly.

"The great gods will bless us, the warriors of the Yelang Kingdom, and will be able to deal a severe blow to the Qin people who offend the gods."

The Great Priest, with colorful runes painted on his face and a skull in his hand, also issued the will of the gods.

Qianzhong County on the other side of Wanshan Cliff, in the camp of the west.

Han Xin was wearing armor, majestic, looking at the generals in the big tent with a serious expression.

"Meet the General."

One of the lieutenants in the big tent, five military marquises, and twenty two or five hundred main generals bowed to Han Xin in unison.

"What's the matter?"

Han Xin held a book of the art of war in his hand, glanced at the generals, and asked.

"General, I've been stationed here for three months?"

A military marquis stepped forward and said angrily.

"It took two months from Xianyang to Ba County, and when you calculate the time, you have indeed camped here for three months."

Han Xin is not salty or indifferent.

"Is the general going to stay here for the rest of his life?"

Another military marquis stood up and sneered at Han Xin.

"Hah! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! ”

The words caused the generals to burst into laughter.

"What's the hurry, isn't the plank road being built?"

Han Xin was still calm and disapproving. Slowly put down the military book in his hand, looked at everyone, and said lightly.

"Plank road? Not to mention that the plank road is okay, I really don't know why His Majesty named you a general, talking on paper. ”

"The plank road is so difficult and dangerous, His Majesty only gave a one-year deadline, and the plank road of the Ten Thousand Mountains and Cliffs has been repaired for five months, and one-tenth of it has not been repaired."

"It's just nonsense, mobilizing tens of thousands of laborers in Bashu and Shu, can the Yelang people still be able to wait for us to finish repairing the plank road and then start a war?"

"If it is delayed again, it is better to go south along Bajun to Wuchi Road and attack Yelang from Yunnan."

For three months, all the generals held back their anger and repeatedly admonished Han Xin, but Han Xin always ignored it.

This time, they came synesthesia to attack Han Xin.

Although I don't know what shit luck Han Xin has taken, he was worshiped by His Majesty.

But none of them were convinced by Han Xin in their hearts, they all made countless great feats and came up step by step.

Among the crowd, the only one who didn't open his mouth was the captain Cao Shen, because he, like Han Xin, ascended to the sky in one step and became the captain.

Therefore, Cao Shen stood in place with a pestle, like a stake, and the old god was there, not saying a word.

In this situation, it's okay if he doesn't open his mouth, but once he does, he is afraid that he will be sprayed to death by this group of veterans.

I couldn't help but mourn a little for the general in my heart, although His Majesty appreciated it, but in the face of this group of fierce generals, if there were no two brushes, I really couldn't control the scene.

Cao Shen was also very curious about whether this young man in his early twenties had any real skills.

What will he do?