The territory of Daqin is vast, if you only walk with two feet, it is a lifetime, three lifetimes, you can't walk down, just say that in the previous dynasty, there was a master named Xu Xiake who was determined to walk the world, but he was only halfway down, and he had to end up regretting on the road.

The last words left are that I want to see all the mountains and rivers in the world, but I can only watch in the afterlife, the biggest regret is that it is only a hundred miles away, it is the largest lake in the Great Zhou Dynasty, although it is a lake, it can stretch for thousands of miles, the waves are magnificent, the weather is vast, because it is inland, but it is different from the ocean.

In Lei County on the Great Qin Frontier, there is one of the eighteen iron cavalry, which is heavily defended, and even a bird outside does not want to fly in, and then there is a county inside, which is the big lake.

The products are abundant, the wind and waves are calm, and I don't know how many people have been fed.

At this time, it was clear that it was the time of the lunar month, and the snow in the north was huge, but this is in the south, and the whole big lake has not even frozen, but although it has not frozen, it is also unusually cold.

The cold is like a water snake in the water, drilling into the cracks of people's bones, no matter how thick it is, it is useless, it can't stop much cold, plus relying on water, the humidity is also heavy, and when the people reach the age of forty or fifty, they will have problems with their knees, and nine times out of ten they will not be able to escape.

Lao Lu sat on the board of the boat.

He is a boatman, at least now he is a boatman, he has also gone out to wander back then, and now that he is old, he relies on the water to draught, and his eyes are not very bright, just looking at the waves in front of him, and he is distracted, if he is thinking about something, it is not, it is just cranky.

When people are old, they like to reminisce about the past.

The weather was a little cold, he tightened his clothes again, and his mind was wandering around, he always said that the south was warm and the north was cold, and the south was so difficult, and in the winter in the north, he had to freeze to death?

It's a pity that I couldn't continue to the north, otherwise I could still see the scenery of the north.

It's almost the end of the year.

He has made a lot of money these days, but looking at the way it is today, most of the people have already arrived at home, and the peak season of this business has passed, he exhaled a breath of white air, lifted his spirits, and prepared to return home early today, drink two sips of hot wine, which can be regarded as warming up his body, a little luxury.

At this moment, the bow of the ship moved slightly.

Lao Lu has been ferrying here for a long time, so he naturally knew that someone had boarded the boat, and his heart was a little relaxed, thinking that he would not only be able to drink some wine, but also buy some snacks and food, so he got out of the cabin and saw a somewhat old man standing in the cabin.

With white hair and broad shoulders, he looked two points burder than the young man, turned his head to look at him, his eyebrows were extremely upright, somewhat familiar, nodded at him, and said:

"Boatman, ferry."

"Okay."

Hearing that there was business coming to the door, the boatman Lao Lu didn't say anything, neatly untied the rope on the boat, pulled it to the board, stacked it together, and then took a bamboo pole.

With both hands clenched and a little strength on the shore, the boat floated like a fallen leaf, pulling out many ripples on the water.

As soon as the boat entered the water, Lao Lu breathed a sigh of relief and accosted:

"Where are the guests going?"

"To the other side? Or the following ferry crossings? ”

"I don't have enough strength, old man, if I go farther away, I really can't get by......"

The old man was silent for a moment and said:

"It's just the troublesome boat to go in the direction of Sanchuan Gorge......"

"Sanchuan Gorge?"

Lao Lu was shocked in his heart, looked at the old man's broad back, and said:

"Dare to ask my brother's surname......"

The old man glanced at him and said slowly:

"Leave."

"Parting, parting."

Lao Lu turned around in his mind, he had never found this surname in the familiar name, leaving the surname was relatively rare under the Great Qin Dynasty, and he had only heard one when he was young, and then when he was old, he had only seen so many more.

The old man surnamed Li took the initiative to ask:

"What's wrong, boatman?"

"Sanchuan Gorge, can't you go?"

Lao Lu came back to his senses and said with a smile: "If it is other places, I may not be able to go, but I often go to this old man of Sanchuan Gorge, and the place is very familiar, but guest, this Sanchuan Gorge is not called this name now, now it is called Dead Man's Gorge." ”

"Dead Man's Gorge?"

The old man repeated, and said:

"Why is that?"

Lao Lu shook his head, and while holding the boat, he said:

"There are so many people who have died."

"When the lake was dyed red, it was called the Dead Man's Gorge, and at that time, several counties around our Great Qin Dynasty were under the Xianbei country made by the Southern Barbarians, and they called themselves Yan."

"Every year, Qin people are killed and thrown into the lake."

"The lake is so red."

The old man left the surname for a moment and said:

"When I came here, it wasn't called Dead Man's Gorge."

Lao Lu smiled:

"Definitely not."

"Half of the blood in this Dead Man's Gorge is from Qin, and half is from that Xianbei Yan, and it was dyed red in the end, but it was because of Qin Fayan's death battle twenty years ago, brother, you may have come earlier."

Qin Fayan.

The old man with the surname was silent, and even the old man Lu stopped talking.

There are seventy-two counties in the world today, but where were there so many when they were just unified?

Back then, the inexplicable organization that the Central Plains gave to the Star Palace was very bad, you and I fought back and forth, and their families fought for their heads, and other countries outside took advantage of the chaos in the rivers and lakes, and the princes were strife, with red eyes, and led the cavalry to rush in.

It's like a hungry wolf looking at fat, biting with all his might, and he can't beat it no matter how he fights.

That year, it snowed heavily, and the winter was a full third longer than usual, and Daqin was located in the Central Plains, and they were still fighting each other, but the Northern Regions, the Southern Barbarians, and even Xidi's side were dying all the time.

Freeze to death, or starve to death.

If the soldiers of those countries do not fight hard, they will die in the rear, their wives and children.

When the various factions in the rivers and lakes and the warlords in various places reacted, the small countries that didn't care at that time had torn the originally huge Great Zhou Dynasty into pieces, burning, killing and looting, happening all the time.

But he is powerless.

Now I am pulling my fingers and calculating, in the first few years of the founding of the Great Qin, there were only about 20 counties with the surname Qin, which is not complete, just like a dog bite, one less here and one less there, fortunately, every emperor of the old Qin people over the years is not a coward, and none of them have broken the chain.

Over the years, there have been more than 50 counties.

This can also be regarded as the luck of the Great Qin country.

Count above, in the founding generations, no emperor lived past forty years old, and his body was too weak, but his bones were so hard that he didn't know what it meant to bend over.

Fight with the rivers and lakes, fight with the enemy country, and fight with the world.

When the third generation of King Qin was dying, he also wrote an essay, sprinkled thousands of words, scolded the Manchu Dynasty Wenwu with blood, and then said that he was too lazy to care about them, and it was not a loss, that was scolding on the ground was not enjoyable, and he went to heaven and God to wrestle his wrists.

By the way, I also want to ask the ancestors, how did you lose the boss's chassis?

Is there such an ancestor?

He couldn't figure it out, how could he lose it all? How can they bear to lose everything?

The emperor of that year scolded weakly, sat on the dragon chair and lost his breath, not closed his eyes, those eyes looked straight outside, looking straight at the world.

The old Taoist priest of the Daomen came over to take a look and said that the emperor was unwilling.

None of the emperors of the subsequent dynasties have relaxed, and it is called hard work, but it is hard to say that it is to play with life.

Unlike the emperor above 10,000 people, compared to it, it is more like a living sacrifice to the ancestors of the ancestors when the ancestors were in the time of the ancestors.

Until twenty years ago.

Qin conquered the world, devoured all countries, like a tiger out of the gate, in just three years, swept the world, the country with only about 20 counties at the beginning, jumped up, and became the kingdom of the Celestial Empire with 72 counties and 800 counties.

It's just that no one can calculate the price paid.

This move, whether it is a win or a loss.

Nobody knows.

In the silence, the boat passed along the water, the scenery on both sides rowed to the back, and then to the front, it was the Sanchuan Gorge, I don't know if it was the undead of the year, this place was more gloomy than the others, and a chill couldn't stop drilling into the bones.

The old man surnamed was on his toes, and the light boat that was originally like an arrow stopped abruptly, and the things on the boat did not even shake, he looked at the danger in front of him, which can be called a glimmer of heaven, paused, and said:

"Boatman, you were also from my Great Qin army back then?"

"Why are you still here to be this boatman?"

Lao Lu shook his head, looked over the old man's shoulder, looked at the Sanchuan Yin Gorge, and said:

"I'm just an old pawn, a deserter."

The old man shook his head and said slowly:

"There is not a single deserter who can survive the bloody battle of that year."

Lao Lu grinned, he was laughing, and said:

"But they're all dead, I'm still alive, isn't this a deserter?"

"I wanted to commit suicide and follow them, but I didn't die, and then I broke off this thought, it hurts."

"But the general died, even the little doll died, and I survived...... Isn't it funny? ”

"I dream of them and I dream of them talking to me and saying they want to go home."

"General Li, how do you think I can still take the lives of my brothers to enjoy happiness and pleasure? I'd just like to stay here and watch them as if they're still there. ”

He had recognized the forsaken way.

There is no reason not to recognize that in the battle of Yan back then, the Shenwu Mansion walked with them.

Liqi Dao was silent with his head, his toes lightly touched the bow of the boat, and his body shot out like a sharp arrow, and in a blink of an eye he arrived at the very center of Sanchuan Gorge, the water waves were calm, and no one was looking, if you ignore the terrifying name of Dead Man's Gorge, the scenery is actually quite good, and it should be very popular with literati and ink writers.

However, more than 20 years ago, in the midst of this so-called first-line heavenly danger, there were 8,000 iron pawns, who used flesh and blood as their bodies to block all the elite soldiers of the Yan State, and did not let them go downstream, and united with the armies of the rest of the countries, which also left the opportunity for Great Qin to quickly attack and break through each of them.

It can be called the first work.

At the cost of 8,000 people almost died.

Only a few rare people were swept away by the undercurrent and survived a life, and the leader was Ling Chi in public, and after a full three thousand knives, he was beheaded by the eldest princess of Yan Kingdom.

When he died, those copper bell-sized eyes were still staring in the direction of Daqin.

After the Great Qin Keyan Kingdom, the powerless lord of the Shenwu Mansion personally executed and cut off the charming head.

Lirendao's eyes regained clarity, he untied the gourd from his waist, raised his neck and gulped down, drank a pot of wine in one go, threw it heavily on the water, and then took a deep breath and laughed loudly:

"Zhu Tianrui, Lao Tzu has come to see you!"

The sound was loud, echoing in the mountains and rivers.

The otherwise calm surface of the lake shook.

Liqi Dao looked at this vision, stunned, and then laughed, his eyes were slightly red, and the water waves under his feet that had always been peaceful seemed to be because this earth-shattering old man of cultivation stood on it, and there were rolling waves, almost like mountains.

The laughter of the departing road paused slightly, and the hanging fists were clenched.

He still remembered that it was a heroic man, but his last impression was only a war report.

There are only thirty percent of my brothers left, the enemy's offensive is not weakened, the future is uncertain, and I, as a general, should die with the soldiers.

If this battle survives, I should go to see the lord of the house and His Royal Highness, if this place is lost, I will die with my brothers in the field, the body of the horse leather, he will be strong and strong, and he will dominate the world, you are a famous general in the world, when you cross this place by boat, if you see the waves like a mountain, it is I who come to see you.

Departing from the Dao took a deep breath, almost shouting, shouting:

"Zhu Tianrui, Lao Tzu has come to see you......"

When Lao Lu, the boatman who had just said that his brothers were dead, his body trembled violently when he heard this name, and his eyes widened as he looked at the tide surging around him.

It seems to be a reappearance of the battlefield of the year, and the sound of killing can almost be heard in the ears, and it is endless.

I wish Tianrui, I wish Tianrui......

Lao Lu's nose was sour, and he was almost in tears.

I don't know why, the emotions that I had thought I didn't care about anymore resurfaced, as if they hadn't left for a while in the past few decades, there seemed to be a spirit on the Sanchuan Gorge, and the joints were already a little uncomfortable, Lao Lu's eyes were red, and he suddenly knelt on the boat at this vision, and then used all his strength, and hissed and shouted:

"Great Qin Iron Cavalry Tiger Roaring Battalion, third-class cavalry archer Lu Deyong, see General Zhu!"

The waves are like mountains, the waves are like anger, mixed with the killing roar of the collision of swords, as if almost all of them died in this place back then, and the eight thousand iron soldiers who dragged the Yan State Iron Army to half a step without moving have not left, and they are still here, waiting for the battle, waiting to fight at any time.

I could hear Lu Deyong's crying voice.

The old man looked up and looked at the sky, it was really a very cold year, and even in this extreme south, there was snow the size of goose feathers, swallowed up by the waves, and he stood in the air and said softly:

"Great Qin dominates the world."

"In this prosperous world, has it ever been as you wish?"

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