Since ancient times, heroes have come out of youth.

Li Yuan's age is only twenty-four years old, judging by his seniority in the army, this age is really too young, not to mention, he is now canonized as the Marquis of Shenwu.

Shenwu Marquis, according to the classification of the military lord system, belongs to the first level of the Guannei marquis, and belongs to the nineteenth level of the military lord system in the Qin State, only one step away from the highest level of the Chehou marquis, and is generally used to reward meritorious generals who have made great contributions to the country.

Of course, it is impossible for Li Yuan to have a fief or something now, in the eyes of the eldest princess Zhao Yushu and a group of Qin officials, the entire Yongqi and Guanzhong will be Li Yuan's in the future, so why bother to make another move, and leave Li Yuan with any fiefdom.

Li Yuan's previous great retreat and great porterage were hated by many Qin people, and this kind of forced people to leave their homeland and forcibly let underage men leave their parents and relatives was almost no less than the cruel and unbridled Shang king, but now, they are grateful.

If it weren't for Li Yuan's insistence, these underage teenagers would have been forcibly recruited into the army by Zhang Han, Liu Bang, Long Ji and others, and eventually became a white skeleton on the battlefield.

If it weren't for Li Yuanqian's involvement in the strong women and strong men in the passes, the only bones and blood in these passes would have been wiped out one by one by the anti-Qin princes' coalition forces in the dispersion, and they would not have waited for the counterattack at all.

Heroes need to be accumulated again and again.

From Daliang, Baima, Xingyang, Hangu, to Yongzhou and Gaonu, Li Yuan used the glorious victories that were enough to be recorded in the history of the Qin State again and again, so that the people of Guanzhong saw the hope of recovering the country.

The state of Qin, after the First Emperor, finally had another powerful ruler.

There is no doubt that the Qin State will rise again and become the overlord of the Central Plains again.

The land of Guanzhong is full of beacon fires.

A reserve team composed of young people from Guanzhong sang the war song of "Returning to Lao Qin, Recovering My Rivers and Mountains" all the way, passing in front of Yang Laozhuang——。

"Hey, Gan Liulang, you said that your father was once Li Hou's subordinate, what credentials do you have? Don't be a pretend, right? In the group of teenagers, several half-grown boys were stumbling as they walked.

"Credentials, of course. As long as he sees Li Hou and reports my father's name, he will definitely know——! "The boy who was called Gan Rokuro looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was stout and stout, and he was a good embryo for a soldier to eat, but he was a little younger, and he had not yet fully grown.

"Haha, who doesn't know how to blow cowhide, I still want to see Li Hou, Hou Ye wants to lead thousands of troops and horses, how can I have time to see you?" Gan Liulang's answer obviously did not satisfy his partners, and this question was very powerful, which made Gan Liulang also stammer, and he couldn't answer for a while.

"Anyway, whether you believe it or not, I just didn't brag, my father Gan Houbo died in the battle of Baima, and his name can be found in the record of fallen generals in the army——!" Gan Liulang's face flushed, and he argued word by word.

Teenagers will have idols in their hearts.

And my father is the most amiable, lovely and tall one.

Time is like Wei Shui, passing quickly, year after year in a blink of an eye, the name Gan Houbo, we haven't mentioned it for too long, and now, his son Gan Jialiulang has finally grown up.

Just when the teenagers were arguing, the healthy women's baggage team loaded with grain, knives, guns and weapons, passed through the thatched hut of Han Si's family in the sound of hey's shouts and laughter of strong women.

In the house, Yang was lying on the bed, humming an unknown song softly, so that the fetus in the womb could sleep peacefully, and new life would sprout and grow in the difficult yellow earth of Guanzhong——。

In the third year of the Qin New Calendar, February 1.

On a day that was enough to make every Qin person proud, the Qin army, which had always been on the defensive, suddenly launched a swift and fierce counteroffensive.

On the battlefield of more than 200 miles from martial arts to Fufeng, the Han army scattered corpses everywhere, and Liu Bang, who retreated in a hurry, had no way to gather more soldiers and horses at once, and the Han army scouts even just left their own team, and they would be surrounded and suppressed by the corresponding Qin army scout cavalry.

After receiving Liu Bang's order, the speed of the retreat was faster than that of any other Han army, and in this regard, it had to be admitted that the talent of the merchants was beyond the reach of others.

The Han general Zhou Wei, who had been at odds with the baby, failed to defeat his old opponent this time, and Luo Jia's cavalry pursued all the way from Zheng Guoqu to the foot of Wugong Mountain, and finally tied Zhou Wei's head in front of the saddle.

Along the way, the Han army scattered and harassed the troops like a pack of wolves that had been scattered, and those with courage were commendable, and they also stepped forward to fight several times, and fled after discarding more than 100 lives.

When the figure of the Qin cavalry appeared in the field of vision of the Fufeng defenders, whether it was Feng Xuan or Xin Sheng, they couldn't help but burst into tears, and when they turned back to the city, the bodies of more than 2,000 soldiers who had died were lying quietly on the cold long street, their bodies were not covered, there were no signs, and some were just clusters of stenching blood.

The continuous attacks of the Han army made Xin Sheng and Feng Xuan breathless, and all they could do was to hastily drag the dead soldiers down from the city walls, and then replace them with another one who could still raise their swords and go to the front.

"Li Hou ——!" Xin Sheng staggered down the city, choked and speechless. This battle was fought so hard, so that he was accustomed to fighting under the strong situation of the Qin army, and if it wasn't for the fact that the foundation of Guanzhong was tossed by Zhao Gao and Hu Hai, why would the Qin army have to go through such a lot of trouble.

"The old general has worked hard, the brothers are tired, it is Li who is late, so that Fufeng has fallen into a bitter battle, and now, we have to repay the debt in blood, and ask Liu Bang for the land we lost, the lives of our relatives, and all the things that originally belonged to us." Li Yuan said loudly, raising his arms and shouting.

"Fight, fight, fight!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

At noon, Li Yuan and Zhang Han met in Ganjiadian, a small town in the northwest of Wugong Mountain, and the two generals of the Qin army, who had admired the name for a long time but had never had the opportunity to meet, finally stood in a trench for the first time.

From dispersion to unity, from each as its master to concerted efforts, under Li Yuan's efforts again and again, Zhang Han, Xin Sheng, Wang Li, Su Jiao and other remaining elites of the Qin State began to come together in collision and struggle.

In their hearts, although they are still a little awkward, they will still feel that they are forced to do so, but as long as they take this step of unity, the rejuvenation of the Qin State will no longer be an empty word, an unrealistic dream, and an unrealizable ideal.