Ying Zheng nodded, a glint flashed in his eyes, endless, "Well done, I will reward him when I return from the Southern Expedition."

Han Tan bowed, "Your Majesty, I will first replace Xia Wugu as the imperial doctor, and thank Your Majesty the Emperor!"

Han Tan slowly receded, and Ying Zheng's eyes became more profound, like boundless night, like thick and boundless ink.

In the land of South Vietnam, there are many poisonous insects, snakes and ants, the weather is hot and humid, and the rainforest is rampant, and I don't know how many poisonous insects, snakes and ants are contained in it.

His 500,000 elite army, although all of them are strong, but they can't stop the dangerous rainforest.

Moreover, the land of Nanyue is full of strange beasts, and its danger is no less than that of the Xiongnu, but it is only threatening, not as big as the Xiongnu.

"The land of South Vietnam is about to be pacified, Fusu, it's time for him to try to supervise the country"

Ying Zheng's face was as indifferent and indifferent as ever, and the war in South Vietnam would never come down for a year.

And the entire Great Qin Empire still needs to operate, the eldest son is in charge of the country, the most good, and it is just right, take this opportunity to let Yingzheng see the ability of Fusu!

"Han Tan, pass on Su over!"

"No!"

Outside the palace gate, the voice sounded, and then disappeared faintly, and about a quarter of an hour later, Fusu came over and bowed to Yingzheng and said.

"The son has seen his father, his father has been in the emperor for ten thousand years, and the Great Qin has been in ten thousand years"

"I want to go to pacify the land of Baiyue, I don't have a year, it is difficult to come back, and the land of Nanyue, the environment is harsh, I wanted to take you with me, but I am Daqin, but I can't be left without a master for a day!"

When Fusu heard this, he instantly bowed down, "What does my father command, just say it, and the sons will do their best, and they will definitely do it for their father!"

"During my southern expedition, you were the eldest son of my Great Qin, supervising my Great Qin's state affairs, during this period, listen more, do less, stabilize people's hearts, I, when I come back, I hope to see your progress!"

Ying Zheng said that in his heart, he really had high hopes for Fusu.

Three years ago, when Fusu was seventeen or eighteen years old, he had already expelled the group of Confucian blood warriors led by Chun Yuyue from Xianyang Palace.

Those who stayed by Fusu's side were all great talents and pillars of the empire, and now Fusu already has some of the atmosphere of a king.

As for his other sons, Jiang Lu and Gongzi are high, but they are all mediocre in qualifications, and even Hu Hai is not as good.

He doesn't even have the qualifications to be the king of Shoucheng, let alone the Great Qin Empire, which is still suppressed by the iron-blooded emperor.

"The son-in-law received the order, the son-in-law is in Xianyang, and he will definitely be his father, so that he can avoid worries, so that my Daqin can prosper day by day and live up to my father's hard work!"

Fusu looked towards Yingzheng, and knocked three heads in a row, and his heart was extremely moved.

Everything I can have now is all due to my father's unremitting cultivation and encouragement.

Looking at the moved Fusu, the hardness and indifference on Ying Zheng's face finally softened a little, "Go ahead, remember, you are the heaven of Daqin!"

"Son's resignation!"

Fusu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and slowly receded!

.......

Xianyang Palace, outside the city gate, 500,000 troops have been assembled, and the pitch-black army, like an endless black dragon, is entrenched around Xianyang City exuding a monstrous ferocity.

The posture of the soldiers is straight, and each of them exudes a majestic and fierce aura.

This is the breath of a thousand tempers, this is the breath that can only be produced after countless battles, this is the breath of the Iron Legion.

Such a Great Qin is invincible, such an army is enough to be called invincible in the world!

Ying Zheng stood in front of the 500,000 army, dressed in a black black dragon armor and a flat crown on his head.

In his hand, he held a peerless sharp sword of the Son of Heaven, and his gaze was profound, like an endless abyss that could not be detected for ten thousand years.

He looked in the direction of South Vietnam, and in his heart, there was a monstrous spirit, and he came out!

"Returning to His Majesty the Emperor, 500,000 Great Qin elites have been prepared and can set off at any time!"

Meng Yi said respectfully to Ying Zheng, and his heart was even more excited, the land of Nanyue has been a barbarian and remote place since ancient times.

Now if Daqin pacifies South Vietnam, it is naturally a matter of carrying forward the past and forging ahead into the future, and it is really a supreme honor for him, Meng Yi to be able to follow His Majesty the First Emperor and make contributions!

"Get out!"

Ying Zheng's eyes were gloomy, and he had already stepped into the emperor's car and started his journey to the south.

Outside Xianyang, 500,000 troops poured out, and Yingzheng's imperial chariot followed by the side, marching mightily towards South Vietnam.

At this time, in the imperial car where Ying Zheng was located, there was no protection, and there was just the boundless domineering spirit of His Majesty the First Emperor, and the momentum that was enough to swallow the eight wildernesses.

Breaking through the nine grades, and being the strongest in the world, he is in power, and there is no trace of fear, assassination, conspiracy, and he will no longer be able to threaten him!

In the sixth year of the First Emperor, the First Emperor won the government, angrily reprimanded 500,000 elites of Great Qin, conquered the Hundred Yue in the south, and drove the expedition in person, which was bound to completely conquer the land of Nanyue and turn it into the territory of Great Qin!

Time is like water, and the 500,000-strong army is vigorously moving south, and along the way, sweeping unhindered, whether it is the mountains, bandits, or assassins, they cannot stop the southward movement of the army.

The 500,000 army was condensed together, and even above the army, a general trend was condensed, a general trend that overwhelmed everything and looked down on everything.

To put it bluntly, this army of 500,000 under the personal leadership of the First Emperor is enough for God to stop and kill God.

Even if it is a nine-rank powerhouse, under this general trend, it will not be an opponent, and it will be suppressed!

The army was launched, but in only twenty days, it had already arrived in the land of South Vietnam from Hamyang.

The situation in South Vietnam is indeed the same as Ying Zheng's estimate, with a peculiar climate and an endless stream of poisonous insects, snakes and ants.

Each one of them has enough deadly toxins that if it were an ordinary army, I am afraid that even in the face of this poisonous insect, it would be completely swallowed.

Only Ying Zheng, the 500,000 martial artists brought out, can ignore this boundless climate, poisonous insects, and fierce beasts!

"Your Majesty Emperor Qiqi, ahead, is the land of Nanyue, here, covering endless mountains, there are countless tribes living in it, fighting each other, no less than a thousand tribes, filled in this mountain!"

Meng Yi was wearing a pitch-black armor that covered his whole body, he had not yet reached the seventh rank, and he had not yet cultivated his internal strength.

If you reach the realm of the seventh grade, the internal strength is rampant, covering the whole body, not to mention snakes, insects, rats and ants, even if it is a leaf, it is difficult to get wet.

It's a pity that it is difficult to step into the realm of seven products, even with Meng Yi's talent, it will still take a year and a half!

"Pass on the summoning order, 500,000 troops, camp in place, the land of Nanyue, a moment and a half, a month and a half, it is difficult to capture, I want, slowly Tuzhi, the land of Nanyue, one day, can be pacified!"

Ying Zheng's pitch-black pupils seem to have the magic, light, and emotions that devour everything.

It seems that in his eyes, nothing exists, his majesty has reached the limit, and the combination of the aura of the royal road and the aura of the martial arts powerhouse is enough to deter everything!