My brother is the most handsome man in the Qin Dynasty

Meng Tian lowered his head and said nothing, while Li Xin looked respectful and silent. This was his attitude.

They can't object, but they won't agree either.

They have never seen the ice sculpture company lying on the snow, not moving until they froze to death; they have not seen Qiu Shaoyun, who was burned by the fire and did not move, and did not make a sound until he was burned to death; they have never seen the bodies stacked one after another. , a long bridge of flesh and blood with the back and shoulders as the bridge deck.

These most outstanding generals in the Qin Dynasty could not imagine such an army in their minds just by relying on their imagination.

They didn't believe what the second emperor said.

Everyone can say it, but what about doing it?

They will strictly implement the Second Emperor's orders and obey them, but their hearts will not be convinced.

It couldn't be easier to say a few nice words, but what about the specific deployment? How to change the military’s millennia-old habits?

The second emperor had just mentioned that the Qin soldiers who violated military discipline had been escorted and the swordsmen and axe-hands were ready. Is this to kill people and establish prestige?

In the northern attack on the Huns, the second emperor killed soldiers to show the Taotie tribe of the Huns that they were treated equally. All the generals knew that this was nothing more than the second killing to establish power.

Killing people to establish authority is also an old tradition in military training. Sun Wu, the founder of the first military strategist.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, Sun Wu summoned one hundred and eighty Wu palace maids for training in order to demonstrate their abilities to the Wu King's warriors.

Sun Wu divided the 180 palace ladies into two teams. The leaders of the two teams were the two most favored concubines of King Wu.

The two women's armies were laughing and joking at first, but they didn't take it seriously and didn't listen to military orders. Sun Wu beheaded the concubine of King Wu who was the leader of the two armies, and the two female armies immediately ordered and banned them.

This method of military training is known to every military disciple and has been used to some extent, but it is all for the sake of victory in battle.

The Battle of Linji was won, but now killing people to establish prestige was not for victory in battle, but for the illusory word of liberation. The generals of Qin Dynasty could not agree with this.

From the Battle of Zhuolu between Yanhuang and Chiyou to the present, which battle has not ended with the soldiers being indulged? We have been fighting like this for nearly two thousand years, why can't we do it now?

The other generals were mostly normal and showed no other emotions towards the second emperor's words.

The order is followed, but the heart is not convinced.

Only Liu Bang.

The Red Emperor, who had lost the title of Pei Gong, clapped his hands vigorously and shouted.

"color!"

His palms turned red after just a few smacks, and he said sincerely:

"Your Majesty's kind words have benefited the country a lot! The country has benefited a lot!"

Among the generals present, except for Fan Kuai, he was the most junior and had the worst record.

Chidi, who was born in Peixian County, did not regard himself as a Qin person. It was only appropriate to kill a few Qin soldiers in order to establish his authority.

You can say whatever you say and do whatever you want. This is the king's authority.

What's the use of being able to fight again?

He, a local scoundrel, was able to scold the prince in public, and he was able to achieve the position of a general with few military achievements but standing alongside many famous generals present. This did not rely on his outstanding military ability, but on the king's favor!

Liu Bang, who was full of praise, ignored the disdainful looks of the generals around him and hit Fan Kuai with his elbow.

As a Chu man with no military qualifications, no matter how hard he tried, it would not be easy for him to squeeze into the Qin army. In comparison, it was obviously much easier to make the second emperor happy.

The circles are different, so there is no need for hard integration.

Fan Kuai, Lu Wan, Cao Shen, Xiao He and other fellow villagers from Pei County were Liu Bang's circle.

The butcher, who had not won the first prize and had been depressed since entering the account, looked up at his elder brother and clapped his hands belatedly.

"Okay! What your Majesty said is so good!"

Ying Chengyu looked at the butcher who was confused and followed Liu Bang by clapping his hands and saying good things. He felt that Po Jun, who was extremely feared by Dr. Yin Yang, was really stupid.

Only he, the emperor of Qin, could think so.

The Wei soldiers at the top of the city collapsed too quickly, largely because Fan Kuai was too violent. He slashed with a dog-butcher's knife from the east of the city wall to the west of the city wall. Those who stood in his way were either disemboweled or cut in half.

When those Wei soldiers who died tragically saw Fan Kuai at this moment, they would only feel horrible and horrifying, and would never think of being dumb.

The second emperor stood up and smiled.

"Then tell me what's good about it."

Fan Kuai kept slapping his hands and looked at his elder brother for help. He didn't even listen carefully to what the second emperor said just now. How could he say one, two or three?

Liu Bang's mouth seemed to be sewn shut tightly.

[Your Majesty just wants to see you, the butcher, in distress, so you are trying to save yourself from the siege at this time. What an idiot! ]

In the "History of Qin" written by Tai Shida, Liu Bang was concluded in twelve words: he was adept at marching and fighting, and he was good at human relations.

This was definitely not a good comment for a military general. Therefore, Liu Fei, the eldest son of Liu Bang, could not hold his head up in front of all the family members of military generals and cried to his father and mother.

The young king of the Cao family coaxed his eldest son and cursed the Taishi in his heart.

General Liu Bang laughed and said proudly:

"This statement is true and can be engraved on my coffin."

After Liu Bang's death, the new Taishi Ling was appointed. Taishi Ci, Taishi Da's son, sealed his coffin and added five words: A mind that can embrace the sea.

Make it a good story.

The Second Emperor knew that the idiot butcher couldn't say anything, and didn't expect to hear an answer.

With a smile, he glanced at Liu Bang who refused to help his brothers, opened the tent door and walked out. The generals followed and did not look at the two brothers with different surnames, Liu Bang and Fan Kuai.

How can the dog-slaughterers, the ruffians, the flatterers and the lucky ones be ranked with them!

The veteran general Lian Po, who was the deputy general of the Second Emperor and ranked second in terms of seniority and military achievements, was three steps behind. When the two brothers, who did not take the generals' strange looks seriously, came forward.

Looking ahead, his body remains motionless, as if talking to himself.

"A general who doesn't know how to deal with the world will never end well. He only knows how to die on the battlefield."

After saying this, the veteran's pace did not speed up, but the span of his steps changed from less than one foot to nearly three feet.

He passed the generals in a few steps and followed the second emperor, and no one raised any objection.

Liu Bang saw that these Qin generals who looked down upon him had great respect for General Lian from Qin's mortal enemy Zhao, with an inexplicable light shining in his eyes.

[Lian Po is from Zhao. Zhao people can win over Qin generals like this. Why can't I, a Chu person, do the same? The Qin people pay more attention to their traces than their centers, it seems that I was wrong...]

"Like Mr. Wang, he is mysterious and has no idea what he is talking about."

Fan Kuai felt this. Under normal circumstances, the butcher was not stunned.

"The deputy general is telling you, don't lose the merit of being the first to get there next time. Without military merit, no one will look down on us."

Liu Bang spoke softly and his words were calm.

The big and round butcher was silent, walking side by side with his elder brother, towards the neatly arranged, equally silent Qin army.

The Qin army stood in formation, and it was so dark that it could not be seen to the end, like endless waves on the seashore.

Five hundred soldiers formed a square formation, leaving an open space in the middle of the eight square formations. In the center was a temporary three-foot-high platform, which was specially used to punish soldiers who violated military orders.

On each execution platform, a soldier knelt with his head lowered.

The thick hemp rope was passed around their shoulders, made two big crosses on the chest and abdomen, and then re-wound back along the waist. The arms were tied behind their backs and tied with tight knots on the wrists.

Only soldiers who disobeyed military orders and deserved death would be tied with a death knot.

Next to the soldier is a tall wooden vertical trumpet, which was built overnight by the Mohists who accompanied the Qin army.

Behind the soldier stood a man, holding either a broad torture knife or a torture ax with a face as big as a human head in his hand. On the battlefield, they are the supervisors holding Qin swords in their hands. Their duty is to monitor which soldiers disrupt the morale of the army, run away, or are too timid to advance. Most of their Qin swords will not cut on the enemy, but on their own people.

On the battlefield, they are axemen with knives and axes in their hands, emotionless killing machines who also kill their own people.

It is not the first time that this phenomenon has appeared in the army, but it is disturbing every time.

It doesn’t matter if the rabbit dies, the fox feels sad, or if we share the same illness, we feel sorry for each other.

The soldiers who had just fought a great victory, recorded their military merits, and been promoted to a noble title should have the word "jubilation" engraved on their faces, but now there is hardly any joy in their faces.

This time on the execution platform, the kneeling comrade could show his back. The comrade was about to be beheaded and could not laugh.

Next time it might be me, and I won't be able to laugh anymore.

The second emperor led his generals to walk through the phalanx, and wherever they passed, the sense of killing became even stronger.

The coldness of winter seemed to have taken a turn and returned, circling around the Second Emperor.

When the king comes, people should be killed.

Killing to establish authority is not only understood by generals, but also by soldiers.

The soldiers who have not read military books and cannot read a small tripod do not understand the truth. Veterans who have been on the battlefield for a long time will only tell their favorite recruits what they have seen, heard and experienced.

This is inheritance.

Just like charging in formation, the positions in the queue are not based on height, but on the interlacing of new recruits and veterans.

In this way, when charging, the new recruits will not be able to retreat timidly if they are accompanied by veterans. After fighting a few battles and realizing that the more fearful one is of death on the battlefield, the easier it is to die, the new recruits also become veterans. Next time, they will proof the new recruits and lead the charge.

This is also inheritance.

There was silence, except for the sound of the Second Emperor and the generals walking by.

All the soldiers knew what was going to happen next, and they all knew that this was intended to establish authority.

But it’s useless to know many things, and I will still be timid and afraid. While I feel sad for my comrades, I feel a little bit glad that I am not.

The mood of spring is dull.

In this not-warm day, the second emperor only wore a white single robe from top to bottom. The tail of his uncrown long hair was slightly raised, rippling with the rhythm of walking.

He wears the Qin King's Sword on his waist. As he walks, the Qin King's Sword swings up and down, as if he is parading the troops of the previous Qin kings holding his own, nodding and praising the Qin army's formation.

When they came to the first execution platform, the generals stopped and the two emperors climbed up alone.

Qin Bing, who was kneeling on the ground, tied up and with his head lowered, saw a pair of black-faced boots in front of him, and his mind and body trembled.

My heart trembles because I am ashamed, I have disobeyed the military order, I am ashamed to see the king.

The body trembles because of fear, fear of death.

"Keep your head up."

Qin Bing slowly raised his head, his lips were chapped, and his bloodshot eyes met those with slight bloodshot eyes.

At that moment, Qin Bing, who was originally frightened, suddenly stopped being afraid.

He didn't believe that such a pair of eyes full of sadness, with red threads scattered in the eyes, which looked like the King of Qin who had not slept well last night, would kill him to establish his authority.

The king did not want to kill him, but he himself had disobeyed military orders and deserved to die.

Their king blocked the harsh winter and truly regarded them as untouchables as his sons, but he wanted the king to not be able to sleep peacefully.

Linji was defeated. Apart from these soldiers who should be executed for violating military orders, what else could keep Wang awake at night?

He forced an ugly smile.

"Your Majesty, please do it."

The white-robed emperor looked at him coldly and kicked the Qin soldiers over without any warning.

Qin Bing, who fell to the ground, felt pain on his body, but felt relieved in his heart.

When the body is about to die, Wang can kick it a few times to relieve his anger, which is very good.

With his arms tied and unable to stand up with his hands, he put his head on the ground with his shoulders and struggled to move like a maggot.

His unlined clothes were torn and blood seeped out. He finally knelt in front of the second emperor again, with a deeper smile on his face.

"Mang, a native of Xiaocun Village, Xianyang. His father died during the Chu campaign. He has an old mother and a total of four brothers and sisters, ranking third."

Qin Bingmang's eyes widened and he looked at Wang who expressed his situation expressionlessly, his lips trembling and unable to speak.

The king, who was busy with everything, and was so aloof, actually took away the family situation of a nobody like him. After seeing it with his own eyes and hearing it with his own ears, he still felt like he was in a dream...

"In the battle of Linji, if you kill three enemy soldiers, you will be awarded the title of Duke."

Mang looked regretful and lowered his head.

Although the Duke was the lowest rank among the twenty-first-class military knights, he still had a title after all. The news of his death was reported back to his father who died in the battle without even catching a Duke.

If things end here, it will be a good thing that will bring glory to our ancestors.

Maybe if he performs meritorious deeds in a later war, he can still get a surname, so that the bloodline can be passed down and the family can have roots. It is no longer like a rootless duckweed that will fade away and disappear after three generations.

That would be great.

The lower jaw was held up so that the head could not be lowered, and Mang met the king's eyes again.

The red blood in Wang's eyes became clearer as he bent closer, and so did his words.

"When the Linji defenders surrendered, they intended to kill the prisoners, but the supervisors stopped them. Those who surrendered were not killed, but those who disobeyed the order were beheaded, you know."

Mang's heart was full of regret, the bitterness spread from his heart throughout his body, and overflowed from his eyes.

If you give him another chance, he will never use the Qin Sword to slash at the head of the defenseless Wei Gou!

He wanted to open his mouth to express his knowledge, but the strength of his jaw prevented him from saying a word.

"Don't say anything and shake your head. It seems you don't know."

My jaw ached, and the bones were tightly fixed. Mang couldn't even talk, he couldn't even move.

He blinked and looked at the king in confusion, wondering what the king wanted to do and why he didn't let him speak.

Before the war, military orders were conveyed to every soldier in every camp, and of course he knew about them.

"If the restrictions are not clear and the orders are not believed, it will be a crime."

The second emperor held Mang's chin with his left hand and drew the King of Qin Sword from his waist with his right hand.

"You don't know the military orders and disobey them. This is not your fault, it is my fault."

The words of the second emperor were spread throughout the three armies through the wooden vertical loudspeaker next to it.

Every word spoken by the two people before was heard by the soldiers present through the loudspeaker.

The second emperor turned the King of Qin's sword upside down with a cold expression and stabbed himself in the abdomen.

The white sword goes into the belly, and the red sword comes out from the back.

The king of Qin stabbed the king of Qin with the sword of the king of Qin.