Surabaya County, on the avenue east of Pengcheng.

The convoy of the Qin Emperor, escorted by the three thousand soldiers and the three thousand Lang Wei, headed in the direction of Surabaya.

At the forefront was the county cavalry led by Sima of Surabaya County, opening the road all the way, shouting along the way to drive away pedestrians on the road.

After the county cavalry, there were the Lang Guard cavalry, who were in charge of surveying the roads. Further back, the banner was unfurled, and the black armor was blinding, and it was the elite Lang Guards who were fully armed, escorting the noble emperor's chariot.

Behind the emperor's chariot and Lang Weijun, there were thousands of county soldiers armed with spears, halberds, swords, and shields.

But compared to Lang Wei's elite, these temporarily conscripted county soldiers seemed to be of inferior quality, listless one by one, and had no spirit when they walked.

On the whole, the battle of the emperor's travel was very large, and there were many soldiers and armor accompanying him, and his safety was guaranteed.

Because there is still a long way to go from the destination of this trip, there is still a big distance in the section of the Surabaya River where Zhou Ding sank. After a continuous rush in the morning, when the time reached noon, the emperor's chariot stopped temporarily and rested in a wide area.

"Three thousand county soldiers, plus the thousands of people who have been recruited and gathered in Surabaya, there are at least six or seven thousand people, and it is really a waste of money to recruit such a number of young and strong people before the autumn harvest is completed."

Zhao Tuo got out of the car for a breath, looked at the long line in front and back, and shook his head slightly.

In order to welcome the arrival of the emperor, last month, Zhang De, the county guard of Surabaya, ignored the ongoing autumn harvest and asked the county lieutenant Zhao Guang to recruit a large number of young men to gather for a certain amount of military training, so as to welcome the emperor in a neat queue.

After all, the emperor is here in person, and the county soldiers sent out to defend your county don't dare to say that they need more capable soldiers, but they can't be a rabble, otherwise the emperor will see a mess as soon as he comes, wouldn't it show the incompetence of you, the county guard and the county lieutenant.

After a month of training, these thousands of county soldiers were able to cooperate with each other and advance and retreat in a proper way, but most of them were worried about the harvest at home, and their faces were not very good-looking.

In addition, on the way to the service, they all had to bring their own dry food and clothing, and during the autumn harvest season, the family had to take out a piece of food for the journey, which was simply worse for many poor families.

Therefore, for the arrival of the emperor, these ordinary county soldiers did not have any excitement or gratitude except for awe and curiosity, and even some people had complaints in their hearts.

Zhao Tuo saw it in his eyes and secretly sighed that although the emperor's eastern tour was beneficial to the stability of the empire to a certain extent, it would inevitably cost the people and money after all.

In this era of agriculture, every time the emperor went to a county, the local officials would either recruit the head of the Qianqian to build roads and palaces, or recruit a large number of county officials to protect the emperor's safety.

Along the way, the counties along the way consume a lot of manpower and material resources, especially in the busy season to do these things, there is a possibility of damage to the agricultural capital.

"It's better to let the emperor cultivate immortals, as long as he stays in the palace and meditates and cultivates, he won't make these things. I don't know if Lu Sheng has thoroughly understood the theory, and I hope that after returning to Xianyang this time, they will be able to start implementing the plan of cultivating immortals. If they don't move, I can't say that I have to mention them one or two more. ”

Zhao Tuo thought secretly in his heart, and looked at the carriage behind Lu Sheng and the others.

This was his attempt to change the situation in the Empire.

Just as Zhao Tuo was looking at the monks, on a small hill a few miles away, there were also several pairs of eyes looking at this huge team.

"Ofan, there are so many guards of the emperor of Qin, I am afraid it will be difficult for us to succeed."

Gongsun Xin retracted his gaze, fear flashing in his eyes.

Although he shouted before that he wanted to kill the tyrant's only husband, avenge the king of Han, and hate the six countries, the slogan was loud and loud.

But when he really saw the mile-long procession, guarded by thousands of soldiers, Gongsun Xin couldn't help but feel fear.

Their plan was to hide in an ambush on the path of the Qin Emperor's chariot, and when the emperor's chariot arrived, they would suddenly launch a surprise attack and let Nalux throw a spine bombardment to avenge the country.

But now looking at the emperor's guards, even if they were lucky enough to escape the search of the Qin army's vanguard and successfully launched an assassination, it would be very difficult to escape under the pursuit of these thousands of people.

Zhang Liang said calmly: "My ideal assassination location is Bolangsha, which I have been to several times, which is the avenue connecting Han and Wei, and there are often wind and sand flying, covering the sky. ”

"The remnants of the Chu State have not been moved to Guanzhong by the Qin people, and the Qin people's strength in Surabaya County is not strong, so we can easily travel in all directions, once two years have passed, the Qin people will definitely move the remnants of the Chu State to the Six Kingdoms City, and with the strengthening of the rule of the Qin people, we will really be unable to move an inch at that time."

"Time is running out, this time Zhao Zheng is coming to Surabaya, he must make a move, even if he is risking the greatest danger, he must kill this tyrant!"

A cold and hateful light appeared in Zhang Liang's eyes.

He Zhang is a Korean nobleman, two generations of Xiangbang, and five generations of Han.

According to the normal situation, Korea did not perish, and he Zhang Liang is also very likely to become the prime minister of South Korea.

But it's a pity that the Qin people came and destroyed the Korean society, so that the Zhang family, who had been the Korean prime minister for generations, instantly became the head of the Qianshou commoners under the rule of the Qin people.

Whether it is a national hatred or a family hatred, it is enough to make Zhang Liang have great malice towards Qin.

His brother died without burial, scattered his family wealth, and connected with anti-Qin righteous people in various places, just to avenge South Korea and the declining Zhang family.

Avenge!

He must take revenge on that tyrant!

Zhang Liang stared coldly at the emperor's convoy in the distance.

"Zhao Zheng's trip is to go to the Surabaya section of the river where Zhou Ding fell into the water, which is more than 30 miles south of Pengcheng, and after he salvages Zhou Ding, he will definitely go to Pengcheng. The road in between is our opportunity. ”

"As for whether it can be done, it depends on the will of God."

The emperor's chariot did not go to Pengcheng, but went straight to the Surabaya River in the south of Pengcheng.

Because the First Emperor really couldn't wait.

Jiuding is a treasure of three generations, known as the Son of Heaven.

Jiuding is missing one, and it has become a thorn in the heart of the first emperor, so he must immediately find the big tripod that fell in Surabaya.

Only when Jiuding has all found it, can he get rid of this knot and sleep with peace of mind.

In the afternoon, the emperor's chariot arrived at its destination.

This is a wide riverside field, before the arrival of the emperor, there have been gathered 3,000 young and strong people, and now with the arrival of the emperor's convoy, it has reached nearly 10,000 people, which can be described as crowded, very lively.

"Your Majesty, the minister recruited 3,000 people in the county, all of whom are warriors who are good at water, and are willing to find the treasure for Your Majesty to enter the water."

Zhang De, the commander of Surabaya County, was a chubby man, and when he saw the first emperor, he lay on the ground and saluted, and then he couldn't wait to start praising his merits.

"Well, well done." The First Emperor's jaw.

Ever since he unified the world and declared the Qin State as the Mandate of Heaven for Shuide, he has liked the number of the Mandate of Heaven very much.

Zhang De's county guard arranged 3,000 guards, and 3,000 water fishers, all of which are multiples of six, just sounding very comfortable, and the political consciousness of this county guard is not bad.

Seeing the emperor nodding, Zhang De's face was about to smile.

Martial arts Hou Zhao Tuo shook his head when he watched from the side, no wonder he could come up with Zhou Ding, who fell into the water thirty years ago, to be auspicious, this Zhang Junshou is really a little expert in officialdom, and he has taken pictures of the details.

Compared with this Zhang Junshou, Zhao Guang, the captain of Surabaya County, who led his troops to escort the emperor's car all the way after entering Surabaya County, seemed to have no sense of existence, and did everything on official business, without any sloppy behavior.

This made Zhao Tuo nod his head, indicating that he, the old department, had not been corrupted by the officialdom of the princes' hometown, and if Zhao Guang, a man in the army, also became a flattering person like Zhang De, it would disappoint Zhao Tuo.

And as the emperor's car arrived at the Surabaya River where Zhou Ding fell in the past, the matter of fishing for Ding was officially put on the agenda.

Some people died, but not completely......