Chapter 3 picks up a Qin bigwig

As an archaeologist, I naturally know the history well, no matter which dynasty I specialize in, the understanding of the history of the main body is a necessary skill, and familiarity with the "Twenty-four History" is the basic skill.

No matter how the dynasty changes, there is a category of people who are always enviable.

That is the emperor, the ruler of the dynasty, although there are many emperors who have no right to speak, but even if they have no right to speak, there are thousands of people in the harem for him to send.

But looking at the more than 100 old, weak, sick and disabled people gathered in the square under the leadership of Mo Kui, Wang Xu fell into deep thought.

This is not enough to form the population of a village, and dare to call it a national ???

Then I looked around at the thatched huts around me.

It really can't be called a village, it can only be called a primitive tribe.

Wang Xu suspected that if there was a heavy rainstorm, the buildings of this lonely bamboo country would collapse with a bang, and it would not have the effect of sheltering from the wind and rain at all.

Looking at these primitive people who were barefoot and wearing animal skins, Wang Xu let out a long sigh and changed his strategy.

Originally, he wanted to take the people of the Guzhu Kingdom to join the Qin army halfway, and as a guide to break through the Yan Kingdom, such a credit can at least change a title for everyone in the Qin Dynasty.

With a knighthood, it is equivalent to a formal citizen of Great Qin, and when it is time to bribe the general Wang Ben with the mineral water bottle in the bag, and have a good relationship with him, after all, he can be regarded as a member of the same surname, and then he can slowly develop in the northeast region that the Qin Empire does not value, do not participate in the struggle in the Central Plains, and strive to mix with the Han Dynasty.

But the ideal is very full, the reality is very backbone, just this group of old, weak, sick and disabled people in the lonely bamboo country, it is estimated that they will not be able to go out of a radius of 100 miles, and they will be destroyed by the fierce beasts in the mountains, especially the map provided by Xia Mokui, Wang Xu completely dispelled this plan.

The ancestors of the Guzhu Kingdom have lived in this land for at least 2,000 years, and they know the whole Liaodong region very well, and the map provided by Mokui is very detailed, and it is estimated that the distance from Qinhuangdao to Beijing is at least the time when the Qin army comes from here.

In the past, it would have taken you 40 minutes by train, but in ancient times, when you had to walk all by legs, you would have to walk for at least a week.

Walking with these people in the forest for a week, there is no doubt to feed the wolves.

"Why are you so?" Wang Xu asked with a headache.

"Since the Qi thieves broke through the national capital four hundred years ago, our clan has become a subordinate of Qi Yan, a large number of clansmen have been taken away as slaves, and some have fled to the mountains and forests to be with the barbarians, leaving us alone." Mo Kui cried bitterly.

As soon as Mo Kui cried, the other clansmen also cried.

Wang Xu rubbed his temples with a headache, looked at the map and wondered what other routes to take, listening to Mo Kui say this, Wang Xu's premonition is getting worse and worse, if he can't take refuge in them before the Qin army breaks through Yandu, then there is no doubt that he will become a slave, and then be dragged to build the Great Wall, repair the Chi Road, repair the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor, and repair the Afang Palace.....

On the one hand, he thought that he could be proud of participating in these big projects, but on the other hand, he thought that if he really used his own flesh and blood to cast them, Wang Xu would not have the ambition of a sage.

He was still young and didn't want to die yet.

And he just became the 'emperor', and he hasn't led his clan to make a fortune.

Wang Xu was at a loss, and the people of the lonely bamboo country kneeling below were crying and shouting, and the picture was very ominous.

At this moment, a rapid whistle made the clansmen's crying stop abruptly.

Wang Xu frowned.

"There's an enemy attack? Probably a beast. Mo Kui, who was crying in the dark, suddenly stood up and whispered with a solemn face.

The clansmen kneeling on the ground also reacted quickly, and immediately found their weapons, their expressions were grim and vigilant, and it seemed that they still had some combat effectiveness.

The tallest man in the crowd ran in the direction of the whistle with a bronze spear, and the others, under the command of Mo Kui, surrounded Wang Xu.

At this moment, Wang Xu felt the treatment of the emperor, and at the same time became more close to these people.

Looking at Mo Lian's tense little face beside him and holding a stone axe in his hand, Wang Xu was sad and funny.

The heavy stone axe is in strong contrast with the thin, severely malnourished girl, which looks a little weird, but it is extremely distressing when you think about it.

After all, a girl of Mo Lian's age should study in school in the future and enjoy the protection of society and adults, but here, she has to take up arms in order to survive, and she has to protect Wang Xu, the 'emperor' who fell from the sky.

In a few moments, the leader who had run out and two other tribesmen returned with the unconscious man.

Seeing this person, Wang Xu's pupils shrank.

If in modern times, if you meet a person covered in iron armor, everyone will think that this is a coser or an actor.

But in ancient times, when you meet a man covered in iron armor, then everyone will not think that he is a soldier.

Because of such a thing as iron armor, until the Tang Dynasty, only high-level generals were still qualified to wear and match, not to mention the Qin Dynasty, which was still in the bronze age of iron-smelting technology.

Although Wang Xu had studied the technology of smelting iron and making iron during the Qin Dynasty, it was necessary to create an iron armor with more than 100 pieces of iron and a leather hem made of brocade, which should be no less than the cost of building a fighter in later generations in the Qin Dynasty.

This iron armor can represent the identity of the owner.

Wang Xu didn't even have to look at the golden lock around his neck.

This is at least a big man with a title above the Great Liang.

The twentieth rank of the Qin Dynasty, Da Liangzao is the sixteenth, and it is basically a terrifying existence of great importance in the empire.

As soon as I fell asleep, someone sent a pillow, and I still had a headache How to contact Qin Jun, but I didn't expect to send it to a big guy by myself.

Wang Xu pushed away the others in surprise and walked over, looked at General Qin, who had passed out, and paused for a moment.

Because this Qin general of the Daliangzao level is a little too young, he is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he feels younger than his age.

The cloak on his body was torn, the armor had traces of blood stains and sharp blades, there were no traces of the weapon's smashing, it should have only met the beast, and there was only a scabbard left on his waist, which should have fought with the beast and then lost.

There was still such a young general in the Qin Dynasty?

Wang Xu couldn't help but wonder, and asked him to carry him into the house, take off his outer armor and inner armor, and examine the wounds, and found that he had no other wounds except for a two-inch-long wound on his leg that had been scabbed and blackened.

It should be a coma caused by inflammation of the wound and no timely treatment of the infection, fever that does not subside.

asked people to boil the pot of boiling water, Wang Xu stripped the big guy naked, and let the skillful women in the clan wipe it well, revealing the deity, a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a face like a crown of jade, although his face was gray because of inflammation, but he could still see his beauty.

The carrion on his leg was cleaned with a sterilized knife, sprinkled with Yunnan Baiyao, and then fed him anti-inflammatory medicine.

By the way, I picked up the golden lock around his neck and studied it to confirm his identity.

There was a Qin seal on it that he was very familiar with.

King.

This person is also surnamed Wang, his own family.

A relative of the king of the Qin Dynasty, he had a title at the level of Daliangzao at a young age.

The answer is about to come out, Qin Shi Huang's most favored Qin Dynasty nobleman, the gate valve of the next thousand years, the ancestor of the Langya Wang family and the Taiyuan Wang family, the third-generation heir of the Wang family, Wang Li.

His grandfather was one of the four famous generals of Wang Jian and the Warring States Period, and his father asked Wang Ben to destroy the great feats of Wei Yan and Zhao Qi.

And he can be regarded as breaking the curse of being rich for three generations, taking over the Meng Tian Great Wall Army to defend against the northern barbarians until the fall of the Central Plains, and Zhang Han and Zhang Han turned the tide and continued the life of the Qin Dynasty for two years.

had no choice but to have a gap with Zhang Han, and in addition the opponent was the overlord Xiang Yu, he finally hated the giant deer, and finally disappeared in history.

The living historical boss appeared in front of him, and Wang Xu's archaeological disease was committed again.

Patiently unwound him, Wang Xu left the room to ask who found the big guy there.

"When the ink wolf was inspecting Donglin, he found him unconscious, and when he saw that he was dressed extraordinarily, he brought him back." Murqua replied.

"Are there any traces of being pursued?" Wang Xu asked.

"It should be lost in the forest, if you are pursued by the enemy, there will not only be the scratches of wild beasts on your body, the barbarians in the forest are all eating people and not spitting out bones." Mo Kui said.

"I'm talking about the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom." Wang Xu frowned.

"It's even more impossible, the border army of Yan State is all brave and good at fighting, if you pursue him, you will definitely not miss, Emperor, he should be a Qin general." Mo Kui asked.

Wang Xu raised his eyebrows slightly, "The Lonely Bamboo Country is isolated by the Yan Kingdom, and you can't get out, and you still know that he is a Qin general?" ”

"Although the ministers are imprisoned here, they have never cut off contact with the outside world." Mo Kui blushed and said, "There are also clansmen in my clan who are walking outside, and they will often come back to pass on some news of other Yin Shang remnants outside. ”

"Huh?" Wang Xu was slightly surprised: "Do you still have contact with other Yin Shang relics?" ”