Chapter Twenty-Four: A Month?

"Approaching the plot time of the mission?!"

Xia Jie silently calculated the time in his heart, since he came to this world, as of now, four days should have passed.

In the original plot, it seems that the first emperor turned into a dragon today and took General Yang and Lin back to the mausoleum, and was then killed by O'Connor and them in the underground mausoleum.

His mission is to save the First Emperor, and as of the time when he was killed in the original plot, if he doesn't choose to complete the task, he will naturally end in failure.

After figuring out the key point, Xia Jie angrily punched the iron sheet of the train.

The fist wrapped in the reinforcement suit was like a sledgehammer, punching a deep depression in the iron sheet on the edge of the window.

"Damn, I haven't gotten what I want yet, and even, these barbarians haven't been eliminated yet, and the counteroffensive has just begun, I don't want to go!"

He also wanted to stay for a while longer, to follow General Yang and the First Emperor to conquer the world, to obtain the power of the five elements, to learn the mysterious method of change, and he was willing to leave there.

"System! What happens if a mission fails? Will it force a return to reality? ”

Xia Jie asked with his mind again, if he said it, his voice was definitely roaring, on the one hand, he was indeed reluctant to determine the perfect point in his hand, on the other hand, he naturally didn't want to give up the things he hadn't gotten yet.

He had communicated with the system once before, when he was asking about the next world, and the system also answered him, so he asked at this moment, not without purpose.

A moment later, under Xia Jie's attention, there was indeed another message in the task information in his mind.

"The system does not mandate or restrain the rescuer to take any action, and there is no perfect point in mission failure, and it will not force a return to reality."

Other words......

If you are willing to give up the perfect point of this mission, you can stay in this world at any time, and you have the fountain of life, and you don't have to worry about time getting old.

Xia Jie breathed a sigh of relief, although the perfect point means that he will inevitably obtain the characteristic products of this world, even if it is a drop of immortality, a piece of ancient Jane, or the Eye of Shangri-La, these priceless treasures, just take out one of them, it is enough to have no worries about food and clothing in reality.

But these things, compared to the benefits that have not yet arrived, are simply insignificant!

Xia Jie only thought for a moment, then resolutely ignored the reminder of the failure of the mission, tidied up his clothes, and opened the iron door of the bathroom.

"Huh?"

As soon as he raised his eyes, he was met by General Yang's puzzled face.

General Yang looked at Xia Jie's obviously flushed face that had not yet subsided, and when he saw the deep fist mark on the edge of the window, he also gasped in his heart.

"You, are you alright?"

He only knew that Xia Jie had great strength and strong physical fitness, and he could drag and carry Lin over the mountain, but he didn't expect that the other party could even hammer a fist mark on the train, which was not just a matter of strength.

If Xia Jie could know his inner thoughts, he would definitely deny him, because this was really smashed out of pure power.

"It's fine."

Xia Jie didn't bother to explain, just shook his head briefly, signaled General Yang not to be nervous, and then returned to the carriage and sat down.

General Yang was still a little hesitant, he looked the other party up and down, but he couldn't see the slightest reason, so he had to shake his head.

He continued the topic he had just talked about, hoping to ease Xia Jie's frowning brows.

"The train is coming into the station, this is the last platform of the Southwest Railway, but this line is originally used for border transportation, so we can go directly to the garrison barracks, but it is less troublesome."

"And how soon are we going to attack?"

Xia Jie suddenly asked, and his words were murderous.

His whole heart was now focused on the coming war, and since the mission had been declared a failure, he had to work harder, and with his exploits, he could get what he wanted from the First Emperor.

"Huh?" General Yang was choked up by Xia Jie's words, feeling that he couldn't keep up with the other party's train of thought at all, but then he also replied:

"It will take time to start the war, although the Qin Warriors are not dead, but after all, the way of fighting is still too backward, I want to use the Qin Warriors and our soldiers to attack, they pay attention to defense, so that they can also reduce casualties while ensuring our offensive strength."

When General Yang talked about his best military tactics, he was a leader and confident, and he could completely crush Xia Jie, a military novice, in this regard.

"Understood."

Xia Jie nodded, hearing what the other party said, he also knew that this matter was not in a hurry, after all, the dispatch and matching of hundreds of thousands of troops would not be a simple matter.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, General Yang's enthusiasm for mentioning a little bit was like being poured a basin of cold water, and he simply remained silent.

Half an hour later, the train slowly entered the station.

At the entrance of the platform, there was a line of Chinese soldiers in neat uniforms and armed with rifles, and after the train stopped, they silently stepped forward to open the door for each carriage.

Although the superiors had said before that they should stay calm and not be nervous no matter what they saw, when they saw the Qin Warriors carrying halberds, spears and swords and crossbow machines, they couldn't help but tremble and were full of fear.

This kind of strange scene has surpassed the cognition of normal people, and anyone who can't see so many moving clay figures has to be frightened.

"Click, click, click!"

The Qin warriors marched more neatly than modern soldiers, and under the surprised eyes of the soldiers, under the leadership of General Yang and Xia Jie, they went straight to the front camp.

In fact, there was no need for Xia Jie and them to lead, because the position of the black-armored man standing tall in the barracks was the direction in which they were traveling.

Along the way, there were countless soldiers who passed by the Qin Warriors, but they were all very restrained and did not make a sound of discussion, and only after the Qin Warriors left, they whispered to each other.

"This is the legendary army that was reduced to stone dust with the First Emperor? I didn't expect the myth I heard as a child to be true! ”

"yes, that's incredible, isn't it? The division commander said that they still have to fight with us, and they don't know how to fight it, do they want to take their spears to the battlefield? ”

"Don't say it, I think it's really good, just by their appearance, they can scare Ah San out of the, do you believe it or not?"

"Hey, let's talk about it, don't mention? Those guys defecate everywhere every day, and the smell wafts to us, you don't think it stinks enough! ”

……

After General Yang and the commander of the 34th Division of the local garrison settled on the Qin Warriors, he and Xia Jie walked into the battle situation analysis and tactical command room in the army.

The layout here is not much different from the regular united front room, the only thing is that the map and sand table are more delicate, and the size ratio is smaller. It allows people to observe the overall situation of the battlefield at a glance, and can also carefully consider it within a square inch.

Moreover, the sand table is marked with military strongholds, and Ah San's army deployment and strategic purpose can be easily displayed on this sand table.

General Yang and Xia Jie walked into the command room, and the first thing they saw was the First Emperor Yingzheng standing silently in front of the sand table, and standing next to him, a marshal-level officer who was quite old and had a golden national emblem on his shoulder.

"Report to Marshal Liu, Lieutenant General Yang Guotai of the 105th Division of the Southeast Military Region of China, and Major General Xia Jie came to report!"

The two first saluted and reported to the army commander, and then said respectfully to Yingzheng.

"Minister Yang Guotai, Xia Jie. See Your Majesty. ”

These two completely different titles are full of discord, but they did not cause the slightest surprise to Ying Zheng and Marshal Liu.

Because even Marshal Liu himself, when facing Ying Zheng, has to use this title in the same way, after all, the first emperor really exists here, and it is very normal to give him due respect with the title of two thousand years ago.

At this moment, Ying Zheng's face was calm, and he couldn't see what promises he got or what price he paid for the meeting last night.

He didn't raise his head, his eyes stared at the land behind the mountains in the sand table, and continued the conversation just now.

"Back then, I thought about crossing this thousand-mile plateau, going straight into the hinterland of the Mauryan Empire, and exterminating the nomads they secretly supported. It's a pity that this battle has survived to this day. ”

"My Great Qin is dead, and this peacock is also dead, so let the current Three Kingdoms come and try the sword of my Qin people, whether it is still sharp."

Hearing this, Xia Jie and General Yang looked at each other, and they also knew that the Peacock Dynasty was talking about the Three Kingdoms more than 2,000 years ago.

It's just that I didn't expect that in that era, there was friction between the ancestors of the two sides, and even if it weren't for the obstruction of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, a war might have started a long time ago.

Marshal Liu looked at Xia Jie and the others standing at the door, he beckoned them to come closer, and at the same time, he also replied:

"Your Majesty, although today's gunpowder weapons are extremely powerful, if the Qin Warriors can really resist a missile-level attack, no, as long as they can continue to recover and maintain their combat strength under this kind of attack, then I dare to guarantee that within a month, our army will be able to capture Xindeli!"

Xia Jie and the others had just approached, and when they heard this, they were all stunned, and they all looked at Marshal Liu, who was full of vicissitudes and had white hair, in surprise.

Could it be that the other party is already old and confused? Make no mistake, a month...... Capture of New Deli? That's the capital of Ah San!

You must know that Ah San's land is not small, and the population is also quite large, even if the Qin Warriors can not die, take their lives to the top, and they can push all the way over, it will be more than a month!

And Ying Zheng was not the slightest surprised, because the other party had already formulated a set of very detailed strategies and tactics, and after listening to it, he also thought it was feasible.

Looking at Xia Jie and the others' stunned appearances, Marshal Liu was also stunned: "You still don't know the operational policy issued by the General Headquarters this morning?" ”

Yang Guotai shook his head and said, "Back to Marshal, we haven't received any news. ”

Xia Jie was also at a loss, there was no phone in this era, and the radio station with the army did not ring last night, they did not receive any news.