"Bai Lao, it is extremely important to cast the monument of the loyal soul, the monument of the loyal soul is not only related to the faith of millions of soldiers of our Qin army, but also related to the faith of millions of people in my Great Qin and the national fortune of my Great Qin. ”

"The Monument of the Loyal Soul is so important that it must be forged by the method of blood sacrifice, but how can it be used as a death row prisoner?"

"Using the body of a death row prisoner to cast a monument of loyalty is simply an insult to the soul of my Qin army and a desecration of the faith of my Great Qin army and people!"

Ying Ji said, which immediately made Bai Lao panic, and hurriedly knelt down and said: "What the king said is extremely true, using the blood of prisoners to sacrifice the monument of the loyal soul is simply to defile the soul of my Qin army, and the old man is guilty of death!"

Seeing Bai Lao, the leader of the swordsmithing workshop, kneeling in front of the king, all the swordsmiths who were forging the sword, the craftsmen who were forging the strong bow and crossbow, and hundreds of apprentices stopped one after another and knelt on the ground as well.

"The king is angry!"

Everyone was worried in their hearts, was it the king's anger to see Bai Lao behaving like this?

If that's the case, then I and the others will be unlucky, not to mention not keeping this high-paying iron job, but leaving their lives here.

Now I can only hope that the anger in the king's heart can be reduced a little, otherwise even if I have ten heads, it will not be enough for the Qin Sword forged by myself and others.

"Bai Lao, please get up quickly, everyone, please get up quickly, you are all right, and the widow is not to be investigated, it is really the blood of the death row prisoner who is not worthy of this monument of the heroic soul. ”

"Therefore, the widow decided to use the blood of the widow and the civil and military officials to jointly cast the monument of the heroic soul!"

As soon as Yingji finished speaking, the civil and military officials still didn't react, but Bai Lao was anxious all of a sudden.

"The king can't, the king is a body of ten thousand gold, how can you easily talk about bloodshed, and ask the king to retract this!"

"Haha, although the widow is the king of a country, he is also a Qin person, my Qin army soldiers can fight bloodily, why can't the widow shed blood?"

Yingji said with a slight smile, quite free and easy!

After Yingji finished speaking, he ignored Bai Lao's persuasion, walked in front of a swordsmith, directly lifted a sword that had just been cast, and walked directly to the front of the forging furnace.

Looking at the Loyal Soul Monument below that was above the charcoal fire, exuding a scorching aura, Yingji did not hesitate at all, and directly slashed his palm with his sword, and an incomparably bright red blood flowed out directly, dripping into the forge along his palm.

"Zizizi!"

The sound of blood being evaporated by the high temperature sounded, and Yingji's blood continued to flow into the forging furnace.

Fortunately, this is Yingji's own volition, Yingji is now a martial arts cultivator in the Great Perfection Realm of Bone Refining, and his skin defense is strong enough to be immune to any mortal damage.

Unless the famous sword in the Wind Beard Sword Book is a well-known heavy weapon in the world, there is no weapon in the world that can hurt Yingji.

If it weren't for Yingji's initiative to relax her physical defenses, these long swords would have left a pale white scratch on Yingji's hand at most.

After Yingji, Zhao Gao, Wei Ran, and hundreds of civil and military officials lined up to cut their palms and drip blood into the forging furnace.

And the monument of the loyal soul that was lying quietly was nourished by countless blood, and it was born with a little simple and heavy meaning.

This is not surprising, Yingji and Zhao Gao are both martial arts masters in the realm of bone refining and great perfection, and the majesty and quality of their blood are unimaginable.

Every drop of blood of Yingji and Zhao Gao is at least equivalent to ten drops of blood of ordinary people, plus the two of them shed a lot of blood, so it is not surprising that the Loyal Soul Monument can have such a reaction.

"The Loyal Soul Monument has been completed!"

Bai Lao said loudly directly, and the apprentice next to him heard Bai Lao's words and directly stopped adding firewood to the forge.

Then there was a complex process, and finally in front of everyone appeared a piece of more than ten meters long, about a few zhang thick, blue-black, exuding a simple and heavy charm of the bronze monument, this is the loyal soul monument that has been completely cast.

"Okay, Bai Lao has worked hard!"

"Come on, send the Loyal Soul Monument back to the palace!"

"No!"

Yingji walked in front of the Loyal Soul Monument, carefully stroked the Loyal Soul Monument and said, and then dozens of Qin soldiers came up and transported the Loyal Soul all the way out of the Sword Casting Workshop.

"Bai Lao, the Loyal Soul Monument has been cast, and the widow will leave first!"

"I'll say goodbye!"

Yingji and the civil and military officials bowed to Bai Lao and said, everyone has a kind of respect for Bai Lao from the heart.

It is not only to respect the identity of the old Bai clan, but also to respect the belief that it can cast the Loyal Soul Monument, which will be the future of millions of soldiers and civilians in Great Qin.

After speaking, Yingji and the civil and military officials also gradually left the sword casting workshop and returned to the palace of King Qin.

"I'll send you off the king!"

Bai Lao, with dozens of swordsmiths and hundreds of apprentices, looked at Yingji and his party who had disappeared from the distance and said.

......

In the huge open space outside the Qin Palace, Yingji and all the civil and military officials were here, looking at the Loyal Soul Monument standing in the middle of the open space that was large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of soldiers.

And there are constantly people in the Qin State government holding bamboo slips to read the names of the soldiers who died in battle, and the craftsmen are engraved the names of these soldiers who died in battle on the Loyal Soul Monument.

Time passed gradually, and half an hour later, the names of nearly 10,000 soldiers who died in battle in Great Qin had all been engraved on the Loyal Soul Monument.

Looking at the loyal soul monument standing in the middle of the heaven and earth, but it seems to be lonely and lonely, everyone's hearts are both shocked and sad.

"Worship my Great Qin Loyal Soul!"

Zhao Gao read aloud, and Yingji and the civil and military officials raised their hands and bowed down.

"Second worship my Great Qin Loyal Soul!"

"Three worship my Great Qin Loyal Soul!"

Every time Zhao Gao said it in his mouth, Yingji and the civil and military officials bowed down, and after three bows, Yingji and the civil and military officials also straightened up, and Yingji looked at the five hundred Iron Eagle Ruishi who were neatly arranged around and said.

"Soldiers, from now on, you will shoulder a new responsibility, that is, to protect the peace of my Great Qin Loyal Soul, are you willing?"

According to Yingji's long-term vision, the Loyal Soul Monument is bound to be refined into an existence similar to a fortune artifact in the future, and it is even very likely to involve the belief in national fortune, and the importance is obvious.

At present, the most trustworthy and most qualified under Yingji's command is only the Iron Eagle Ruishi, one of his personal descendants.

One thousand Iron Eagle Warriors assigned 500 people to guard the Loyal Soul Monument, while the other 500 Iron Eagle Warriors continued to protect the safety of the outer palace of King Qin's Palace.

"We are willing to guard the peace of my Great Qin Battle Soul!"

Five hundred Iron Eagle Ruishi, who were dressed in black and black armor, holding Qin Sword or Changge, and wearing strange pattern road gear on their faces, said in unison.

The five hundred Iron Eagle Sharps are tall, their movements are neat and consistent, and they all exude a fierce aura from top to bottom, and they are iron-blooded elites at a glance.

The Iron Eagle Warriors have a great responsibility, and they will never easily enter the battlefield unless they are in danger of destroying the country, but they are willing to respect these soldiers who sacrificed for the country and are willing to protect the souls of these soldiers who died in battle!

(End of chapter)