The art of witchcraft has long disappeared in the Qin State, even if it is the Three Jin Dynasty, it is also the wife of Ximen Leopard Hebo, and most of them have been expelled, only the old Chunan County believes in ghosts and gods, and for fifty years it has been hindered by the two queen mothers of Xuan and Huayang, so it exists.

Today's curse, the guest appearance of Zongzhu to preside over the ceremony is Wei Yi, who is proficient in witchcraft. When the servant read the curse, under the high platform outside the temple, the priest gave an order, and the axe hand standing behind dozens of Mai death row prisoners said 'hey', the copper axe was cut off, and the dozens of shriveled and dirty heads all fell to the ground, waiting for the servant on the side to hurriedly carry the copper basin to receive blood.

The head hit the ground, the dirty blood gushed wildly, and even if the copper basin was aimed at the broken neck, it could not fill a basin. Fortunately, the stained blood was not a basin, dozens of servants carried the copper basin to the highest platform, and the blood in the basin was enough to fill the big skin. This skin bag is like a human form, and when the witch ties Su He to the outside of the skin, then puts on a set of leather armor, and then paints his face and writes his name on his back, it is no longer a skin, but Xiong Jing, the king of Chu.

"Up! Rise! ...... the voice, the rope-bound bear thorn was hoisted high and hoisted to the head of the wooden pole. Zhao Zheng, who came out of the Taimiao, held a bow and arrow in his hand and began to take the stage.

"Shoot!" Under the gaze of the ministers in the audience, Wei Yi shouted.

Zhao Zheng, who was holding the bow, aimed at the bear thorn hanging more than ten zhang high, and the bowstring sounded 'boom...', and the arrow left the string. The arrow hit the shoulder blade, but unfortunately the skin was not broken.

"Shoot ——!" Wei Yu shouted again. Zhao Zheng angrily fired another arrow, this arrow hit Xiong Jing's heart, pierced the bloody skin sac with the arrow that penetrated the leather armor, and the dirty blood splashed down in strands and sprinkled on the high platform.

"King Jing is dead! Long live the King! Long live the king......" The ministers in the audience had been waiting for the moment when Xiong Jing was killed, and they shouted when they saw this. As soon as they shouted, the people of the Qin Pawn Temple inside and outside the court also shouted. The officials and people outside the royal city also shouted when they heard the voice, and for a while, the entire Xianyang was the cry of 'King Jing is dead, long live the king'.

"Fight, fight, fight a new Great Qin!" Hearing the sound of a tsunami in the mountains inside the city, Xia Yang, who was sitting outside the city in armor, said. Everyone in the Qin State under the commercial law sued him for adultery, so he could only whisper, and his voice was so thin that he couldn't hear it.

People are not things, he is no longer the high-spirited young ink man eight years ago, let alone the disguised Hou spy of the State Captain's Mansion. Now he, even if he is obviously innocent, he is also the object of surveillance of the National Governor's Mansion - Xuan Jun was suddenly arrested, and the Hou spies who were in Yingdu back then were suspected, and Xia Yang was one of the few Hou spies who could return to Qin safely from Yingdu.

"The lieutenant has an order: OK!" A soldier hurried in, his footsteps splashing dust from the scorching heat. At this time, both sides of Weishui outside Xianyang City were crowded with Qin troops, and Xia Yang, who hoped to fight a new Great Qin, was just one of the countless Qin soldiers. Hearing the military order, the two or five hundred lords on the chariot immediately waved their flags, and the five hundred lords followed, and the whole army chased the marching column in front and quickly marched eastward.

This was the last Qin army to go to Lantian. Not long ago, the Shaofu raid melted and destroyed 300,000 or 400,000 bronze soldiers and bronze weapons, and the number of armor and soldiers in the treasury was insufficient when the troops were awarded. In order to get the weapon, the lieutenant where Xia Yang was located waited until today. But even today, the Shaofu issued to the soldiers is only a pestle more than one zhang long. What is a pestle, a pestle is a stick.

When the sticks were sent down, the soldiers complained. The lieutenant had to kill dozens of people in a row to set an example, and after that there was no one to speak. It is better to have a stick than to go into battle with your bare hands. And Lantian is more than a hundred miles away, not more than a thousand miles away. If it is more than a thousand miles away, then the probability of Yu dying on the road is much higher than the probability of dying on the battlefield.

The cheers in Xianyang City became farther and quieter, and soon nothing could be heard. Because there were many young soldiers, they walked a little farther, and the young people began to whisper and laugh. Although these people are already the age of Fu, Xianyang is the national capital after all, and those who are officials and officials can naturally be exempted, if they can't be exempted, they can also be levied by domestic servants, but now more people are Shizi.

The Qin State took officials as teachers and law as teaching, and the school room was the basic school for cultivating future officials, and the person who studied in the school room was Shi Zi, which was equivalent to the Xiucai of the Qin Dynasty. At the age of sixteen, he was admitted to the school room, and at the age of seventeen, he entered the school room and became a Shizi. Shi Zi is the seed of officials, even if these people go out in the army, they cannot be ordinary soldiers, but now that the military situation is urgent, the king ordered, these seventeen or eighteen-year-old Shi Zi can only put on armor and go into battle.

The young man's interest came and went quickly, and in half an hour they had no strength to whisper, only a whirring breath. After thirty miles, the whole army did not set up camp, and after a short rest, it continued to move forward, and when it reached the second quarter, the queue finally stopped, but as the rear team, when the military curtain was finally set up and the tent was rested, it was already night.

Because of tiredness, most people fall asleep on the side of the road after eating dinner or even skipping dinner. The next morning, the army began to cook again, at dawn, the whole army after packing up the military tent lined up to be marched, after dawn, under the hot sun, the march finally began. I didn't walk a few miles this day, and those Shizi who felt fresh the day before began to complain again and again.

Their cry soon attracted five hundred lords. On the chariot, the five hundred lords who drew their swords and glared angrily and condescended shouted at them: "Jing people attack me, want to destroy my Great Qin Sheji, kill my people of Great Qin, you can't wait for the marching ear, why bother?!" ”

The eyes of the five hundred lords wandered, thinking that all the people who complained about Bing Ge the day before yesterday were killed, and all the soldiers in the whole tun were in their hearts, for fear that he would kill someone. Xia Yang saw the killing intent in the eyes of the five hundred masters, and hurriedly admonished: "The young man in the school, who has not suffered from the military, please forgive your sins." It is also a young man, full of sharpness, once he fights, he must be brave. ”

Qin's civil law was already extremely harsh, and the military law was even harsher. For the soldiers under his command, the five hundred lords have absolute power of life and death. It's just that everyone was complaining just now, and when he came from the rear, he only heard a voice and didn't see who it was. Xia Yang begged for forgiveness on behalf of everyone, and the five hundred lords rested their hearts to kill and warn: "If there is any more outcry and sorrow, it should be killed by the method of war." ”

The five hundred lords snorted and put their swords into the sheath, and then let the royal hand ride his horse and go slowly. As soon as he left, the whole tun breathed a sigh of relief. When those bitter Shizi turned around to thank Xia Yang, Xia Yang shook his head again and again.

Xia Yang was also admitted to the school when he was young, but unfortunately he memorized it - it is a hard condition to memorize the school room, and he needs to memorize 9,000 words to pass, and he has to take the six-body test for writing.

In the spirit of affection, Xia Yang spoke for these Shizi, and during the lunch break, these Shizi greeted him one after another, thanked him and talked to him, but when he rested at dusk, things changed.

"Dare to ask...... A few Shi Zi who had a good conversation during the lunch break came over.

"What?" Xia Yang wondered why they didn't sleep, and today they left two more houses, and everyone was sleepy.

"I'm waiting to hear that you have been to Jing Kingdom...... "A Shi Zi named Gao Nose Bridge spoke. Xia Yi remembered him, his name was obscure, and he was born in obscurity.

"I have indeed been to Jing State, and I have also seen Jing Country Haizhou...... "At this point in his life, Xia Yang's only pride is that he has been to more places than ordinary people, and in the years of Yingdu in Chu State, he has seen the world that most Qin people have not seen.

"Are you a thief?" Xia Yang wanted to describe a wider world to these young people, and the word 'national thief' was like a sword, stabbing him in the chest. For several years, he had been burdened with this infamy.

"Phew!" Seeing Xia Yang's color change, the short man spat at him as if grabbing evidence, and scolded: "Everyone in the country will be punished, but the Qin law strictly prohibits private fighting, and you must not kill people in the army, otherwise we will already kill you!" ”

His voice was so loud that it could be heard by the soldiers in the vicinity. After the man finished scolding, he retreated, hesitated a few times, spat at him, and said loudly: "I am inseparable from the national thief. "Let's go.

There is no evidence to prove that he is clear, but since he was tortured by the National Governor's Mansion, most of the people around him who are familiar and close to him are like this. Xia Yang had never heard the word 'draw a line', but he understood the motives of these people - they were all for self-preservation. The Shi Zihui he likes, if he doesn't swear to him, he may not be able to succeed in the school and become an official.

As a person who was spurned by almost everyone, Xia Yang did not feel the slightest pain, but smiled faintly. He couldn't help but silently say in his heart again, 'Fight, fight, fight a new Great Qin!' But the smile on his face was still on his face, and the five hundred lords came again. As usual, he stood condescendingly on the chariot, without drawing his sword, and his eyes were not angry but contemptuous, as if he were looking at a dying animal.

"The captain is recruiting people from the trapping team, and the master thinks you are just right." After the five hundred lords finished speaking, they said to Tun and Wu Chang. "Take off his armor."

"Why? Why? "The color of the summer sun changes, and the people who are trapped in the team are dead soldiers, and most of them are people who atone for their sins with death. But he was innocent, and he didn't want to die.

No one answered him. After the five hundred lords finished speaking, they left, and before the short soldiers who had obtained the military order moved, their comrades quickly held Xia Yang down and pulled off the armor on his body. Although Xia Yang's armor is not rhino armor, it is far better than ordinary leather armor, and after the armor is removed, some soldiers rush to grab it. However, Xia Yang couldn't see this anymore, he was tied up by several short soldiers and taken to the trap camp.

"Your Excellency, bring the dead." Outside the trap camp is heavily guarded, and the short soldiers tell a snowboard champion officer.

"I ask to see the Captain! I'll see Du Wei......" Xia Yang, who was bound, struggled and kept shouting.

The handover of the veneer crown glanced at him, "The military affairs of the lieutenant are heavy, how can I see you a national thief?" Take! ”

"I'm not a thief! I am not a national thief, I am a ......" Xia Yang said hurriedly, but the soldiers in the trapping camp were not the short soldiers of the five hundred masters, and he was still arguing, when a soldier behind him slammed on the back of his head. The blow was on the back edge of Ge instead of the front edge, and he was stunned and immediately fell to the ground.

"Drag it away." The veneer crown didn't even look at it, but only commanded.

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