Wang Qi is old, old, and has great military achievements.

The veterans joked with Ying Cheng, joked and talked without scruples.

In Wang Qi, he has always been three points of convergence.

Among the veterans, only the sixth son, who has been taking care of the veteran's daily life, is not afraid of the veteran at all.

The six sons who were coaxing around Ying Chengcheng and wanted another galaxy always felt that something was missing in the hustle and bustle, he turned his head to look around, and did not see the veteran.

Wipe off the frozen snot and shake it out, and the hand that still has snot left parted the crowd and looked around. I saw the veteran sitting under the tree and never thought of hiding his figure.

Stepping on the snow, the sixth son shouted from afar:

"Master, you can also compare, let the general know that you are still old!"

The veteran did not respond, and he did not even owe a single action.

The sixth son didn't take it seriously, the veteran is old, and he has some ears, and there are always times when he can't listen to it in the past.

He didn't shout anymore, he planned to come closer and say more, trotted a few steps, and soon came to the veteran's side, stretched out his hand and put it on the veteran's shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Master, don't sleep, general"

The veteran's body slid down the trunk of the tree a few inches, and Liuzi's smile froze, and his speech stopped suddenly.

The shoulders are cold to the touch, which is normal, Liuzi didn't think much about it, and the shoulders of everyone on the mountain were cold.

But he obviously didn't use much effort, why did the old man decline?

"Old, old man......"

Trembling, still water-stained fingers reached out to the veteran's nose.

In the past, the sixth son would never dare to do this, although there are not so many rules for being a soldier, but he can't wipe his snot on the master's face as a guard and a housekeeper.

There is no heat.

The sixth son fell to the ground and fell on the master's body, which was very painful, like falling on a hard stone, not like a soft human body.

Liuzi's nasal cavity was sore, tears oozed out of his eyes, and he covered his mouth so that he didn't cry and screamed.

He sat down beside the old man and followed his last line of sight.

There was a general who scolded the veteran for not knowing respect and humility and not understanding the rules, and said with an angry face that he had no pee.

There's a group of old guys who were born and died together ten years ago, and then fought again ten years later.

They hit the holy mountain of the Xiongnu, the Wolf Juxu Mountain, and came to a place where the Central Plains people had never set foot.

Laugh, laugh, rejoice as much as it is now.

"The master wants to leave in joy, the sixth son understands."

Sealed, wolf Juxu.

There is no worship of heaven and earth, no prayer to the gods.

A group of veterans giggled on the Xiongnu Holy Mountain, peeing farther and more than whom.

On the top of the Wolf Juxu Mountain, which the Huns thought was closest to the gods, there was no god to punish the blasphemy of this group of mortals. Only the howling north wind and the creaking snow expressed strong dissatisfaction with this.

The interest of the veterans was very high, but it was not so high, much lower than Ying Chengcheng imagined.

Ying Chengcheng was a little puzzled at first, but after thinking about it a little, he figured it out, lowered his head and chuckled.

Feng Wolf Juxu, the highest achievement of this military general in Chinese history, is not seen by veterans at all, and there is no excitement, which is normal.

It is now the Qin Dynasty, during the reign of the First Emperor.

At this stage, only the Qin State has always been able to fight outward, and the Qin State is the most powerful country in the surrounding areas, and the Donghu, Xiongnu, and Yueshi around it can't breathe.

Wang Ben, the Marquis of Tongwu, beat Donghu several times a few months ago under the pretext of losing a Qin soldier, and the main force of Donghu is still hoarded on the northeastern border of Qin.

Not for offense, but for self-preservation.

At this time, the Qin people were proud, they had already returned all the humiliation they had suffered, and now they were the only ones who gave others humiliation.

For these veterans, the Huns are a fart, aren't they just a kind of Hu people? The kind that was beaten and didn't dare to say anything.

The current Xiongnu is not the Xiongnu who wanted the Han Dynasty to seek peace with a policy of peace and proximity, nor is it the behemoth that has a land area larger than that of the Western Han Dynasty.

marrying a princess, not daring to speak out, not daring to fight back when beaten, and not daring to say anything when the people's food is robbed......

This kind of shame has not yet come to the Central Plains, and it is good that the veterans can have the interest of peeing in the game in the face of a wolf Juxu Mountain that is not eye-catching at all.

Although this land does not look like material for farming, this can be regarded as a work of land expansion, so let's celebrate it.

This special celebration did not last long, and in about an hour, Ying Chengcheng called the veterans who were freezing down the mountain.

The veterans sneezed and shouted as they gathered together.

"You pee your shoes with the wind, and the wind is a meter away!"

"It's not dark yet, and you're dreaming, a birdman?"

"Lao Hei, you have these two moments, and you still don't even have a son?"

"Hahaha......"

Ying Chengcheng also laughed, and caught a glimpse of an exceptionally large figure out of the corner of his eye.

When I looked closely, it was the sixth son who was carrying Wang Qi on his back.

He joked as he walked over.

"What's the matter, Prince, can't walk? How far is this, your body is far worse than before......"

As he spoke, he reached out to pick up Wang Qi's body, gave Liuzi a look, and motioned for him to carry it.

The moment the two of them made eye contact, Ying Chengcheng saw Liuzi's eyes that were still accumulating moisture, and he couldn't say anything anymore when it came to his mouth.

He is strong in martial arts, and his perception is touched by the cold wind, and he does not feel the slightest anger in the veteran......

With a cold, stiff veteran on his back, Ying Cheng took a deep breath and took a step.

"If the mouth of the tile is not broken from the mouth of the well, the general will inevitably die in battle, Prince, you are also a good end. When he introduced me to Wu Anjun, he blew it harder, but he couldn't come up anyway, so he couldn't tell the truth from the fake. ”

The noisy veteran team quieted down in the step after step of Ying Chengcheng.

They followed behind Ying Chengcheng, and at first they just marched silently, and most of them did not shed tears.

They have experienced too much life and death, they have long been used to it, and they are almost like this one day.

Just walking, walking.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the ranks, and then spread rapidly like a tide, flooding.

Old, hoarse, hollow singing echoes across the sacred mountain.

There was no sadness, no excitement, no loneliness on the faces of the singing veterans.

It's mostly frozen.

"Do you say you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear, and share the same enmity with the son.

"Do you say you have no clothes? With the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd, and work with the son.

"Do you say you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers, and go with his son. ”

Qin Feng, Qin State War Song, Rush Song.

I don't know where it started, I don't know who sang it first.

This is the last time they will fight, and no one will bring them to the general again, and they will not come to the battlefield again.

Their era has passed with the veterans.

…………

"What about my uncle?"

Riding his horse all the way, the Ying general Lu, who refused to rest with the armor soldiers, finally arrived at the Xiongnu royal court.

He jumped off his horse, extremely tired, but highly stressed.

Ying Jianglu, whose face was pale, but his eyes were so bright that he was terrifying, didn't even drink his saliva, so he immediately asked Meng Wu, who was temporarily in charge of the affairs of the royal court, about his uncle's whereabouts.

Meng Wu told the truth.

Ying Jiang Lu immediately turned back to look for the horses, and was about to go up the mountain to look for them, but was stopped by Meng Wu grabbing the reins.

"The third son, let's rest for a while, don't be in a hurry."

"I'm not in a hurry! It's in a hurry! ”

Ying Jiang Lu suddenly pulled the reins and was about to embark on the journey again.

Meng Wu saw that his mental state was really bad, and the accompanying armor soldiers hurriedly told the prince that the prince had not rested much on the way, so he ordered his soldiers and horses to stop him.

"The third prince will rest first, and Wu will go to find a general for the third prince."

Seeing that he couldn't rush out, how could Yingjiang Lu threaten, Meng Wu just wouldn't let him go.

Although the third son, who didn't dare to tell the truth, had a gloomy face, he also knew that this Meng Tian's father was for his good, and it was not the same as being restricted when Jiuyuan was.

At that moment, he had to dismount again, and said in a deep voice:

"Uncle is back, please call me immediately."

"No."

The string in my heart relaxed slightly, and the feeling of exhaustion surged up like a torrent and tsunami.

Ying Jiang Lu forcibly supported Meng Wu to the resting vault and drank two pots of water in one go.

He didn't even take off his clothes, but fell asleep on the bed.

He only felt that he had just fallen asleep, and that he had not been lying down for half an hour, when he heard someone shouting in his ear to get him up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his uncle, who he missed day and night, sitting on the edge of his bed.

He sat up, not angry, and his eyes swept over the people in the tent.

"Wait out!"

"No."

After there were only two people in the vault, he and his uncle, the little face that was already the belief of Gaoque City immediately collapsed, and he said with a flat mouth:

"Uncle, uncle, father."

Just arrived at the royal court from Wolf Juxu Mountain, and the corpse of the veteran had not yet entered the museum, Ying Cheng, who was hurriedly called here, narrowed his eyes slightly.

He patted his big hand on the shoulder of his third nephew, and passed with internal force to calm the chaotic emotions of the third nephew.

found that this third nephew, who had always been radical and dissatisfied with his father's support for Yingfu Su, was very sad, like a vast river, but was stopped by the will embankment.

"If you want to cry, cry out."

mourning is silent, and it hurts for a long time.

After a rapid march along the way, the general was already convinced on horseback that there was an eight-point chance that this thing would be true.

If Meng Tian really wanted to rebel, why use this excuse to directly slaughter Gaoque City by the Jiuyuan Army, and Meng Tian didn't do it.

Whenever he thinks that his father of the first emperor may really die, Ying Jianglu's heart can't stop feeling sad.

He always thought that he didn't have much affection for his father, who only recognized his eldest brother as the crown prince, and there was no true affection in the royal family.

But when he learned of his father's death, he had no idea of going back to fight for the throne in his mind, and he just couldn't stop worrying and sad.

He became the king of the Huns, but his father did not see it......

The little glutton, who has always been strong in suppressing his emotions, is slackened under the persuasion of his uncle.

The flood burst the levees, and tears poured down their waters.

He threw himself into Ying Chengcheng's arms and wept silently, and his tears were as endless as fine spring rain.

Ying Cheng, who was also very sad to lose the veteran, patted his nephew on the back, and comforted him with words while easing his internal strength.

Half a day.

Ying Cheng's clothes were soaked, and Ying Jiang Lu eased his emotions.

Lying in his arms, he sobbed like a young beast, but he stopped crying.

Ying Chengcheng hugged his three nephews and spoke softly.

"Where's the news?"

"Meng Tian, Meng Tian came to Gaoque City to find me and tell me that my father is gone."

"Meng Tian said that he didn't say where he was?"

"Tarzan."

Tarzan, not a sand dune...... Ying Cheng Chan thought silently in his heart, and continued to ask softly:

"What else did Meng Tian say?"

Ying Jiang Lu raised his head, his face was like a map, and the marks were one by one.

"Meng Tian said that his father wanted his uncle to return to Xianyang to ascend the throne as Qin II."

Ying Cheng narrowed his eyes.

"That's what Meng Tian said?"

"Hmmm! I want to come to my uncle quickly, return to Xianyang to ascend the throne as king, and preside over the overall situation! ”

"Uncle knows, you can sleep for a while."

put the third nephew on the bed, and Ying Chengcheng smiled heartily.

"Don't be afraid, everything is here, and the sky of the Qin State can't fall."

Ying Jiang Lu cried tiredly.

After telling the news to my uncle, my heartstrings were completely relaxed, as if only my uncle knew about it, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

He nodded, and felt that he had only slept for less than half an hour, and after a dozen breaths, he breathed evenly and fell asleep.

The sky outside the window was already dark, and when he came to the Xiongnu royal court, the sky was still bright. The half hour he thought he slept for was actually two and a half hours.

Ying Chengcheng got up lightly, rubbed his face vigorously with both hands, and let out a big breath.

went out and instructed the service staff not to disturb the third nephew, and after asking him to wake up naturally, he went to get a basin of cold water to wash his face.

The coldness made him more sober.

He found a doorman who was good at using poison and asked him to dispose of the veteran's body, and at the same time try his best to ensure his appearance, the veteran's corpse would not rot, be damaged or smelly.

Revert to one 's origin.

He can't bury the veteran here, he wants to take the veteran home and go back to Qin to be buried.

The doorman patted his chest and agreed, promising to complete the task.

Ying Chengcheng breathed a sigh of relief, temporarily let go of a trivial matter in his heart, and then called Dun Weak, Meng Wu, Kui Xiang, Liu Bang, Fan Hao and others.

From the mouths of everyone, I knew what happened to Gao Que City and the main force of the gluttonous army when he was attacking the Xiongnu royal court.

Knowing that Tou Man was dying and used his body as a maunt to block arrows, and used his own death to help the son he wanted to kill become the next Shan Yu, he sighed with emotion:

"It's also a generation of heroes."

Then knowing that Jing Ke wiped Mao Dun's throat, Liu Bang put on a performance, asking the Hun army to be suspicious and complete the task perfectly.

The two of them were given a thousand gold on the spot.

Anything can be delayed, but rewards cannot be delayed.

When the reinforcements from those small tribes did not arrive, the soldiers of Gaoque City defeated the 40,000 Hun army, and praised the general Lu between words, and praised him without hesitation.

Only then did Ying Chengcheng know about this accident.

"This kid is tough, if I were there, I would run as far as I could without armor, but he would not be like me.

"If you don't give up, stay and take care of this kid? There is no left or right phase here, only you are in the same phase. ”

The shape of Kui did not fall immediately, but a clear movement could be seen between the eyebrows and eyes.

Ying Chengcheng no longer mentioned the matter, and asked about what happened in detail, and after discussing the reward for meritorious deeds, he asked everyone to disperse.

Put on a human skin mask and act in front of a group of large tribal leaders.

He had so much to do.