Hu Hai held the clay pot containing the remains of the fallen soldiers that he "snatched" from the first soldier, and walked slowly along the array formed by more than 10,000 guards!

Whenever he walked in front of a guard, Hu Hai would stop and lightly sort out the broken armor and battle robes on the guard's body, rub it on the clay pot held in each guard's arms for a moment, and then the next one, and so on.

Hu Hai's expression is focused and precious, like a father picking up the dust for his homecoming wanderer! It's like rubbing a rare treasure!

Hu Hai walked like this, and under the dazzling sunlight outside Hangu Pass, in addition to the black daqi and countless white flags hunting in the wind, hundreds of thousands of people were silent!

Hu Hai didn't say a word from beginning to end, but everyone seemed to be able to clearly hear what the emperor seemed to say in front of every soldier and every clay pot!

Everyone could clearly feel the sadness in the heart of the emperor who was walking slowly on both sides of the avenue alone!

Silence is better than sound at this time!

Invisible sadness began to waft in the air, brewing!

An hour later, when Hu Hai turned around and returned to the carriage carrying Wang Li's coffin, the brocade black robe and black and gold satin boots were already covered with dust!

This is the last soldier, the wounded soldier of Jiuyuan who returned from the giant deer! He also had clay pots in his hands, and there were two!

Meng Tian resolutely carried out Hu Hai's edict to bring the remains of each fallen soldier back to the land of Guanzhong, and the more than 10,000 wounded soldiers of Jiuyuan who returned to the customs this time were less than two clay pots containing the remains of the dead robes, and most of them were four or five on their backs!

The more than 10,000 Xianyang guards who followed Yang Xiong back did not carry many clay pots, and there were only more than 1,000 in total. Because it was too late to break through, there was no way to cremate the nearly 90,000 Xianyang guards who died in battle and bring back the remains!

Therefore, Yang Xiong had no choice but to give priority to bringing back the cremation of the remains of generals at all levels who could be found!

However, everyone knows that the more than 10,000 remaining Xianyang guards will definitely arrive at the cemetery where tens of thousands of robes are buried in this life, and they will inevitably welcome these robes who died on the battlefield back to their hometown in Guanzhong!

Hu Hai took a clay pot from the hand of this Jiuyuan soldier who had a broken arm! Holding two clay pots, he carefully sorted out the messy robes on the Jiuyuan soldiers, and turned back to Wang Li's coffin!

"Lift the coffin!" Hu Hailuo's hoarse voice sounded!

Dozens of dragon guards stepped forward and locked Wang Li's coffin firmly with hemp rope, and then supported more than ten wooden sticks with arm thickness of more than three zhang at the bottom of the coffin, and Wang Qian immediately led a group of Wang disciples to step forward and lift the coffin!

Behind Hu Hai was a three-zhang tall Qingtong cloud chariot pulled by six black horses!

Since the first emperor of Great Qin ascended the throne, the first edict issued was the Great Qin Code! There are clear edicts on the national name, national fortune, national calendar, national Shuo, national color, national discipline, etc. of Daqin!

Great Qin State Chronicle: Six for the discipline, six inches for the crown, six feet, six feet for the step, six horses.

This "six horses" refers to the number of horses that the emperor's emperor could use to pull the cart! Below it are Jiuqing and above Jiuqing driving four, three doctors, two scholars, and one Shu. Don't overstep!

And at this moment, it is obvious that Wang Li, who could take up to four horses, was used by Hu Hai in a cloud car that the emperor could ride!

What an honor!

Yunche hung down a pair of elegiac poems, the right cloud "the Great Wall of the South China Sea, the Great Qin Pillar Stone", and the left cloud "the six armies are the commanders, the pillars of China".

After Wang Qian and others placed Wang Li's coffin, Hu Hai solemnly and carefully placed the two small clay pots that had been holding in his arms in front of the car!

Both clay pots are written with the army of the fallen soldiers and the place of origin, so that they can be registered and queried in time!

After placing the two clay pots, Hu Hai turned over and stretched out his hand to make a move, and when he saw this, he hurriedly handed Hu Hai a black big hand that had not been unfolded in his arms!

Hu Hai raised the black daqi in his hand high and shook it vigorously, and the black daqi fluttered in the wind.

"Martyrs, remember my hometown!" Two lines of large white characters are dazzling and eye-catching in the sun!

"Great Qin soldiers! It's home! Rise! Hu Hai raised the flag and shouted.

More than 6,000 Xuanwu soldiers dressed in linen heard Hu Hai's shout, and they all turned backwards in unison, separating towards both sides of the avenue, vacating a road large enough to accommodate the passage of the bronze cloud cart carrying Wang Li's coffin, and chanted in unison.

"Up!"

The sound is in the air, and the white flags are reversed!

Three thousand Xuanwu troops dressed in heavy armor, wearing masks, and holding hideous maces in their hands took the lead and marched forward sonorously! Each mace carries a slender white flag, white as snow; Wang left the coffin in the center, and Hu Hai and Li Xin separated from the front and back of the cloud car with a black pole. His Majesty the Emperor personally led the way first, not only for Wang Li, but also for the tens of thousands of Great Qin warriors loaded in clay pots in the rear!

In addition, more than 3,000 Xuanwu troops and more than 10,000 Xianyang guards and more than 10,000 wounded soldiers of the Jiuyuan Army stood upright with swords, and the Hesse forest was like a pine forest.

"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 hearse marched along the wide tree-lined road, and I don't know when, I don't know who took the lead in singing this old Qin ballad engraved in the hearts of hundreds of millions of Qin people. Tens of thousands of Qin soldiers chanted Qin Feng in unison!

The desolate and sad Qin Feng's singing voice echoed in Hangu Avenue for a long time! All the way to the west, the business and travel in the road stopped and stationed in the horse, and the people of Siye heard the voice, and the solemn sorrow spread all over the southern country.

As soon as the hearse entered the Hangu Guannei Avenue, it suddenly fell into the boundless Wang Yang Road Festival. The white flags covered the mountains and forests, and the cries drowned out the rumbling carriages and horses.

More than 30 years ago, the two pillars of Great Qin, Wang Jian and Mengwu, went south and entered the customs martyrdom, which was to return to their homeland from this avenue! At that time, the two mountains collapsed together, and the First Emperor welcomed back the two pillar stone coffins on this Hangu Avenue that carried the blood and tears of countless old Qin people!

At that time, the endless pathos of the old Qin people seemed to be just yesterday!

Not long after the collapse of the two pillars, the king of the other pillar stone set off again after a hard work!

Now, there are only two pillars left in the army of the old Qin tribe, Meng Tian and Wang Li! Old Qin Jian died less than a million!

Today, the Great Qin rebels are in turmoil, the wind and rain are shaking, and the land is in turmoil!

Today, the two mountains will collapse again! Great Qin Jian is one out of ten!

Qin Feng is tragic and magnificent, echoing all over the mountains and fields, endlessly, over and over again!

Sing to "Look west at Guanshan, miss my hometown." The long valley is like a letter, and the river is firm. The gentleman goes, I hesitate a lot. When the sorrow was loud!

Guan Shan whimpered, Hangu whimpered,!

All the old Qin people cried...... The hearse entered Guannei Avenue and walked for three days and three nights, and when it entered Xianyang, it was calm.

The vast white banners flooded the wide Xianyang Avenue, and countless incense offerings were piled up in front of every house in Xianyang City, whether it was a nobleman or a common person.

Regardless of whether the family and the people are high or low, at least at this moment, they are the same! They are all old Qin tribes!

All the young and strong people in Xianyang City rushed to the ten-mile suburban pavilion, and the streets and alleys inside and outside Xianyang City were full of old people, women and children who were silently crying.

Among the more than 100,000 wanderers who have returned home, perhaps among them are their brothers, their sons, their husbands, and their fathers!

When the brigade arrived at the ten-mile suburban pavilion in Xianyang, Hu Hai saw hundreds of Daqin officials of all colors standing respectfully on the side of the avenue under the leadership of Prime Minister Li Si and Feng Zai!

After a quick glance, Hu Hai found that almost all the officials at all levels of Daqin, who were now in Xianyang, were present! Although he hadn't seen most of them, for more than two months, he had made up for Daqin's official crown! I can barely tell the difference!

Far away, Li Si saw His Majesty the Second Emperor of Great Qin riding a black electric body wearing a black silk and holding a black pole! Li Si's eyes narrowed slightly, then he took a few steps, bowed beside the road and said in a high voice: "Greetings to Your Majesty!" Welcome General Wang Li, my Great Qin Heroic Martyrs home! ”

"Your Majesty! Welcome General Wang Li, my Great Qin Heroic Martyrs home! ”

Hundreds of Great Qin courtiers and officials at all levels bowed in unison and shouted!

Originally, Li Si asked to go east with Hu Hai to Guguan to welcome back Wang Li's coffin and the remains of tens of thousands of dead Great Qin soldiers into the customs, but Hu Hai refused because of the importance of state affairs!

Li Si summoned his ministers to come to the Shili Suburb Pavilion to greet Hu Hai this time, and he had already received news from Long Wei when he was still fifty miles away from Xianyang! So I wasn't too surprised, Li Si categorically wouldn't make a mistake in such a trivial matter!

The team did not stop because of Li Si and the others, and continued to move forward.

When passing by the hundreds of Qin courtiers who were standing and bowing, Hu Hai just said lightly, "Flattened" and then rode his horse and continued to move forward. Although Li Si was a little confused about the situation, he still respectfully saluted and led hundreds of courtiers to follow behind Wang Li's coffin!

The closer to Xianyang, the slower the brigade will move forward!

Countless Xianyang Qin people crowded on both sides of the road and watched anxiously, and pathos and uneasiness enveloped the entire Xianyang! Seeing the relatives of the more than 10,000 guards who followed him, they were all sad and happy; What I didn't see my loved ones was the pathos of despair!

The general died in a hundred battles, and several strong men returned!

War! This is the brutal war!

Hu Hai, who was riding a horse, had too much sadness in his heart!

When he regains his domination of the world, how many white-haired people should send black-haired people? How many wives who are waiting for their beloved, have no husbands? How many young sons should be raised without a father?

Ahead, is the Daqin Xianyang Palace Square!

More than 10,000 forbidden troops in the palace have been deployed around Xianyang Palace Square! The Xuanwu army marched to the square, and a group of Xuanwu soldiers listened to the command and surrounded the Xianyang Palace Square!

In the center of the square in front of the main hall of Xianyang Palace, which is paved with white marble, is a magnificent object that is almost as tall as twelve golden figures and is more than ten zhang high, completely covered with black brocade!

Today, in front of hundreds of thousands of Xianyang soldiers and civilians, he will unravel the mystery that has shrouded him for more than a month and reveal his true face!

(To be continued)