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From the beginning of October of the first year of the second year, the army led south, to the current Mengkuo, the 50,000 tiger army, and the 30,000 people recruited from several counties to go south with the tiger army, Yijing left Shu County and entered the vast primeval jungle for almost a year. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A year of rape, Meng Kuo does not know where Yijing has gone now, nor is Zhidàoziji still in the territory of Daqin, let alone how long it will take Zhidàoziji to complete the important task of building this avenue until Nénggou sees the sea.

After almost a year of rape, in this vast primeval jungle, Meng Shu led the Tiger Ben Army and 30,000 people who were responsible for the baggage over the mountains and mountains, and built bridges in the mountains and rivers.

They don't zhidàoshimeshihou will be buried forever because of a sudden rainstorm that causes a landslide; They don't zhidàoziji, will Shihou, who is asleep in the middle of the night, be completely black and die instantly because of a small poisonous insect that comes out of the ground, a small "kiss";

They also don't know how many people will close their eyes forever the next time they see the fog tent that seems to be the white mist of Xianyang méiyou in any danger; Not to mention that when you encounter a large area of smooth ground again, it will become a terrifying death place that can make people disappear without a trace in an instant;

They don't know how many "wild men" they will encounter, and those "wild men" with only one circle around their waists will emerge from the forest, catch people, and disappear into the vast jungle; In the same way, if you don't zhidào dysentery, dampness and heat, etc., will there be a terrible plague that can kill people?

But they only zhidào, they only have to go all the way forward, all the way south, and then south......

Again and again, Méiyou defeated the Tiger Army; Sharing weal and woe again and again, and working together to overcome difficulties, the Tiger Ben Army and the 30,000 people of Daqin, who were willing to be conscripted south for money and food, established a deep brotherhood.

They are in the sky. Fighting on the ground, fighting with people, and fighting with ziji.

Meng Kuobu Zhidàoziji personally lit a fire and burned the remains of many black or festering robes under Ziji's command. How many brothers can't even find their bodies, so they can only burn some daily clothes as proof that they once existed in Daqin and on this avenue.

Méiyou counted how many of Ziji's elite Yijing people could never see, and he also counted how many small clay pots were placed in his big tent.

On this avenue, which can be dangerous at any time, Meng Kuo or everyone. Yijing has seen too many life and death. For the first time, they realized that death was so simple, but it was so difficult to deal with death.

Every day, you may be able to put your brother who slept in a big tent with Ziji last night on a tree branch. It is then placed in a small pitch-black clay pot.

Perhaps it is precisely because we are accustomed to seeing life and death that we have an instinctive awe for life itself. From time to time, I will think that it was not Ziji who died for Shime, and Ziji would be sent into a clay pot by Ziji's brother in Shimeshihou?

Méiyou counted the clay pots placed in the large tent of ziji. But the number of his zhidàoziji army changed every day, he remembered the faces of everyone in the 80,000 army of ziji, and he watched day by day as the familiar faces of ziji disappeared and disappeared again.

Twenty-seven thousand nine hundred eighty-eight people.

No, now it's twenty-seven thousand nine hundred and eighty-nine.

twenty-one thousand one hundred and twelve clay pots in the tent. I'm going to add another one today.

Meng Kuo, who pursed his lips tightly, did not know when Yijing was moist, and suddenly turned his head. It seems that he doesn't want to show even a trace of vulnerability in front of the generals under Ziji's command.

Mengkuo méiyou distinguish between the tiger army and the common people.

In his heart, these 80,000 people are all soldiers under his command, and they are all his robes and siblings who will hand over his back at any time.

When faced with the terrifying swamp that is nowhere to be found. There will always be people among the people who will come forward; When faced with the fierce beasts and insects that suddenly burst out of the jungle, there will always be someone in the tiger army who will stand up; When faced with the swarming rolling rocks and mudflows, whether it is ordinary people or the tiger army, there will still be people who will stand up.

Leave the hope of life to others and take death into Ziji's arms.

When really faced with the choice of life and death, how many people can face death calmly?

The people of Méiyou asked them if they built this avenue for shime. Maybe they also had doubts, doubts, and question marks in their hearts. But whether it is the Tiger Army or the old Qin people who joined the labor service and were conscripted for money and food to support their families, they are still working hard.

In addition to their families, in addition to the officials in charge of logistics in Shu County, in addition to the emperor, in addition to the Longwei Mansion, how many people in the Great Qin Dynasty had their 80,000 people.

In the southernmost south of the border of Great Qin, there used to be so many 80,000 people, and now there are less than 50,000 Zheng Zheng Qin people, leaving a flesh and blood passage for future generations that may only become a legend.

South, south, south.

Just because, this is a line drawn by the emperor on the map.

One starts from the strict road and extends to what the emperor called the difāng of the South China Sea.

"There is a mulberry in the north and a yang in the south.

There are chariots and chariots, far away from our state.

The black hair is old, and the martyrs are together.

Looking west at Guanshan, I miss my hometown.

The long valley is like a letter, and the river is firm.

The gentleman goes, I hesitate a lot.

Guanshan homeland, with the son.

……”

The muffled chant of Qin Feng quietly resounded throughout the camp, and then gradually became high-pitched, and finally converged into a monstrous sound that resounded between the primeval jungles and reckless mountains in the southernmost south.

This Qin Feng is like a prayer, more like a declaration.

This is the Qin people's reverence for heaven and earth, fighting in the sky and fighting for the earth.

Who hasn't been vulnerable? Who wouldn't want to go home? Who doesn't want to live? Who doesn't want to see a full house of children and grandchildren?

In a huge empire, it is impossible for everyone to stand on top of the temple, and it is impossible for everyone to rise and rest at sunset. There is always someone wrapped in horse leather. There are always people who are silently dedicating everything to this huge empire, youth, and even life!

"Let the brothers of Longwei Mansion work harder today, and I will go ten miles deeper before sunset today! Tell the brothers that at night we eat meat, big worm meat, snake meat, wolf meat, etc.! ”

"The last general commands!"

The surging Qin wind echoed in the mountains for a long time, and the familiar sound of the trumpet sounded again. This trumpet is more high-pitched and powerful than before.

In the lights of thousands of homes, in the southernmost south of Daqin, there is such a small group of people sweating like rain in the reckless mountains and in the waves of forests and seas.

The countless people who followed them constituted the backbone of Great Qin, and they were the never-ending soul fire of the Chinese people. (To be continued.) )