Three months later...

Xiangjun!

Ying Zheng stood on the city tower and looked at the 50,000 troops below, his eyes full of sharpness.

"The soldiers of the Great Qin Dynasty, you have made great achievements in the Great Qin Empire and traveled thousands of miles south to conquer. Do you know why you fought in a barren land?"

Ying Zheng raised his voice and asked loudly.

"Be loyal to Your Majesty and open up the empire."

Fifty thousand people shouted loudly, and the sound shook the sky.

"No, you are not only loyal to me, but also expanding territory for the empire."

Ying Zheng shouted loudly.

Everyone was stunned. Didn’t they join the army just to make achievements and be loyal to the country?

"quiet."

Meng Tian rode on the war horse and stopped the chaos.

Sure enough, when Meng Tian spoke, everyone fell silent.

Who doesn’t know the name of Meng Tian, ​​the soldiers of the three armies of the Great Qin Empire?

Many people here have followed Meng Tian to conquer the six kingdoms, and naturally admire Meng Tian very much.

"Why did the territory be expanded? The empire became larger? If that were the case, why did I need to work hard to expedition?"

Ying Zheng looked serious and looked at the soldiers under the city and questioned one after another.

Everyone was silent, but they couldn't understand why His Majesty said this?

"There is tens of millions of people in the Great Qin Dynasty. One is spread to ten, ten is spread to hundreds. After thousands of years, who can tell me how many people there will be?"

Ying Zheng's words were like soul-searching, which made everyone stunned.

Many people lowered their heads seriously and started to count with their fingers, but they were completely confused.

"I have unified the world and swept across Liuhe. The people have land to cultivate, and the world lives and work in peace and contentment. Are you all the fertile land in your family? How many more have you added?"

Ying Zheng asked.

"Your Majesty for ten thousand years, and the Qin Dynasty for ten thousand years."

Ying Zheng's words made everyone smile happily, and their families were naturally divided into excellent fertile land, and many people had several children.

They all have sincere respect and gratitude for Ying Zheng.

"How many acres of land do you have? Your sons will also have land, and your grandsons will also have it. But your grandsons' sons, grandsons, and grandsons will be divided. The Qin Dynasty is here, and there is only so many land, how many lifetimes can it be divided?"

Ying Zheng once again issued a soul-sentence question, every word was powerful, as if a heavy hammer hit everyone's hearts.

Everyone fell into deep thought. Although His Majesty said it was very far away, it has to be said that this is indeed a question of the heart.

Protecting descendants is the inheritance of the Chinese children for generations and imprinting in their bones.

Who doesn’t want the blessings and prosperity of their descendants to come?

Who doesn’t want future generations to live a carefree and worry-free life?

"The Qin Empire has a vast territory, but there is no extra inch of land. This may not be a war of justice, but it is a war of survival."

"Look behind you, there are fertile land and abundant resources. But they are stolen by a group of uncivilized barbarians. They are like livestock, drinking hair and pursuing blood, and ruining the great mountains and rivers."

"God gave the land of happiness, and it was blessed to bring blessings to descendants. If it was not determined, it would be a disaster. If the ancestors did not shed blood, would you be cursed and despised by the descendants of the future generations and became cowards who only seek happiness for a moment and ignore the lives and death of future generations?"

Ying Zheng's voice seemed to be full of infinite magic, and it still sounded in this sky, deafening and shocking.

"I don't want to..."

Everyone has a 50,000-strong spirit armor, and no one wants to be a coward.

"The Great Qin established a country with martial arts, and every inch of territory was covered with the blood of the old Qin people. Since the Qin people established the country, these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains were not given to the Great Qin, but were exchanged for the old Qin people from generation to generation, countless heroes sacrificed their lives and died and exchanged for their blood."

"Among them are your ancestors, your grandfathers, your fathers, and your brothers. They are all unparalleled soldiers of the Great Qin Empire."

"Tell me, are you the invincible heroic army that swept across the six kingdoms and swept across the Baiyue in Nanping?"

After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he almost yelled out and used all his strength.

Everyone below looked awe-inspiring. Isn’t the Qin Dynasty rising step by step?

First, they fought with the Western Rong for years, and finally defeated the Western Rong and stood tall in the West?

"Why do you say you have no clothes? You are in the same comrade with your son. Wang Yu set up a army and repaired my spear. He is in the same vengeance as you!"

"Why do you say you have no clothes? You are in the same vein as me. The king of you will build your spear and halberd. You will work with me together!"

"Do you say you don't have clothes? You have the same clothes as you. The king of you will build your army and build your armor and soldiers. You will walk with you!"

Fifty thousand Jingjia did not speak, but sang the battle songs of the ancestors resisting the invasion of the Western Rong, fighting hard and fighting the Western Rong, expressing their will and beliefs.

Even Meng Tian's eyes were red and she sang without clothes.

That was the most difficult time and most difficult time in the Qin Empire. The soldiers did not even have armor and their weapons were almost all ragged.

At that time, King You of Zhou was killed by the Western Rong, and the country fell and the mountains and rivers changed color.

Even if it was so difficult, for the sake of the king's order, the old Qin people would vow to fight against the Western Rong to the death, until they finally completely eliminated the Western Rong.

Ying Zheng was also infected by this tragic atmosphere and sang along with the 50,000 troops.

Until the end, many people burst into tears.

This kind of tragic power that comes from the bones is not something that the old Qin people cannot understand or understand.

Ying Zheng wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and then continued to say to the 50,000 soldiers under the city: "For the descendants of the old Qin people for generations and the great Qin Empire for generations, I am not afraid of being scolded by the history books of the ages, nor am I afraid of leaving behind a cold-blooded butcher, the name of a tyrannical and unrighteous monarch, must enter Qin and return to Qin."

"roar……"

"roar……"

"roar……"

Fifty thousand elite armor raised the soldiers in their hands and shouted in unison.

"I originally wanted to go back to Xianyang, but I suddenly changed my mind. I want to see you off for the unparalleled Qin soldiers, beat drums and cheer for you with my own hands, and wait for you to return triumphantly in Xianyang."

After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he went directly to the drum beside the city tower and picked up the drum hammer.

"His Majesty……"

Wan Wu Jingjia knelt on one knee directly and shouted in great emotion.

Meng Tian also quickly dismounted and knelt down.

I have to admit that Your Majesty is so smarter than his own methods.

"The Qin Dynasty has been ten thousand years, and Your Majesty has been ten thousand years."

Everyone knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.

The heavy sound of war drums slowly rang out under the beating of Ying Zheng, heavy and majestic.

"The whole army went on a war."

"If you don't destroy Zhongnan, you will never return to it."

Hearing the sound of war drums, Meng Tian got up and jumped onto the war horse, and then shouted loudly.

The fifty thousand essence armor turned and placed it in an orderly manner, heading towards the wet road in the distance, and everyone's face revealed a murderous aura.

While walking, they kept singing loudly, but they said they were not clothes? They were in the same comrades with their son. Wang Yu raised his troops and repaired my spear. They shared their grudges with them...

After all the 50,000 troops left, Ying Zheng threw down the drum hammer in his hand.

"Ahem..."

A violent cough came from his mouth, and Meng Yi hurried forward and said, "Your Majesty's tower is windy, so why should you go back to the palace to recuperate?"

"It's okay, it's an old problem."

Ying Zheng waved his hand, then stood on the city tower, watching the 50,000 troops gradually fade away.

He stared into the distance, his face neither sad nor happy.

Meng Yi stood behind honestly, looking at His Majesty's back, not daring to say much, and just waited quietly by the side.

I don’t know how long it took, but Ying Zheng withdrew his deep gaze, turned to Meng Yi and said, “Where is Zhang Han going?”

"Go back to your Majesty, you have arrived in Changsha."

Meng Yi quickly said respectfully.

"I passed my order, and 700,000 prisoners and 500,000 went to Lin Chen, Xiang County, to log and build a camp, and transported supplies to Meng Tian's army. 200,000 went to Nanhai County to build ships on the coast, and moved from the national recruitment of civil engineering to Nanhai County. I will see the ship going into the sea within half a year."

Ying Zheng's tone was unstoppable and he was determined.

"Your Majesty, Luoyue is not the land of the Qin Dynasty, and there are many dangerous mountains and rivers. These 500,000 prisoners have misconduct. If there are many soldiers, the gains will not be worth the loss. If there are few, there will be a chance of a change."

Meng Yi hesitated for a moment, and finally gave advice.
To be continued...