My brother is the most handsome man in the Qin Dynasty

Xiang Liang finished his words, and the last words were still circling in the hall. Many of the frail and elderly Chu Chen's brains had not yet reacted.

King Chu Xiong Xin immediately nodded his head and said with a smile:

"Just follow what Ling Yin said."

The king of Dachu actually didn't hear clearly what Xiang Liang said, let alone what they meant.

For a little sheepherder, what Xiang Liang said was too profound.

The king with the highest status in Chu Kingdom in name only knew that as long as he listened to Xiang Liang, he would be able to eat the mutton that his master could only eat during special festivals.

Mutton tastes so good...

King Chu licked his lips, touched his belly, and began to look forward to the meal after the court meeting ended.

"I wish Dazhu Kingdom will make great achievements again!"

“Those who strive to restore the Chu Kingdom’s overwhelming power must command Yin Ye!”

"There cannot be two Chu states in the world! I am willing to fight with Ling Yin!"

"The Eastern Emperor protects Dazhu Kingdom!"

The ministers in the court were singing praises. Several old ministers exchanged a few glances among the crowd, looked away, closed their eyes to rest, and remained silent in place.

I don’t know if it’s a reef in the waves or a rock in the latrine.

Three days later, the Chu State sent troops to attack Zhang Chu. This was the first major civil war between the rebel forces.

The movements of fifty thousand men could not be concealed from anyone, and the news spread like wildfire.

Yiyang, the Holy Land of Mohism, this county has expanded again.

The Mohist giant reappeared, and Yiyang was completely controlled by the Mohist family. Mohist disciples from all over the world rushed here in order to realize their common ideals and aspirations - to love and benefit each other.

The people in this city are all disciples of the Mohist family, and everyone has a fascinating light in their eyes.

They wore clothes that were sufficiently patched to cover their bodies, ate enough millet and wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger, and occasionally had a meal of meat.

This city is full of laughter and laughter every day, and most of the quarrels come from debates about pursuing the truth, rather than emotions.

In a craftsman's house, a giant Mohist scientist was blushing and had a fierce quarrel with a craftsman who was covered in sawdust.

The scientist held a three-inch long iron nail between his two fingers and shook it vigorously in front of the squatting craftsman, who was furious.

"Use nails!"

The craftsman pulled the scientist's hand away, looking impatient.

He holds a piece of wood in one hand, with one protruding piece of wood in his left hand, two dented pieces of wood in his right hand, and a pile of convex or concave wood pieces on the ground.

The craftsman worked very quickly and used up all the wooden blocks in a few strokes to assemble a table leg. He held it up in front of his eyes and looked at it. He blew the floating shavings on it and made a fine piece of wood dust fly.

"Master only taught me how to create things. I don't need this iron needle."

The scientist scowled.

"The mortise and tenon structure is too slow. More and more people are coming, and we need to build artifacts faster."

They found a wooden board and a long wooden bar from the ground. The scientist jingled the hammer and nailed the iron from the wooden board into the long wooden bar to connect the two together.

He held up this small stool with only one leg.

"Use nails to get twice the result with half the effort."

The craftsman turned his head to avoid looking. The scientist moved in front of the craftsman and said sincerely:

"I'm not asking you to give up on the mortise and tenon structure, but what Yiyang needs right now is not perfectly shaped utensils, but usable utensils..."

The two of them talked non-stop, quoting scriptures.

He couldn't reply even one sentence after eight sentences, he was obsessed with the work at hand, and he had the attitude of "I can't tell you but I don't want to talk to you".

Everyone who saw this scene smiled kindly.

The craftsman in front of me is not the best in craftsmanship, but he has the most stubborn temper. He is obsessed with using mortise and tenon structures to create utensils. He is one of the representatives of Yiyang who rejects new things.

But today’s Mohists do not distinguish between Qin, Mo, Chu, Mo, Qi Mo, nor do they distinguish between conservative and innovative schools. Everyone is a Mohist.

Because there are giants in the Mohist family.

As long as the giant is around, the Mohist family will not be divided.

A black-clothed ink artist walked into the store and said in front of the craftsmen and his apprentices:

"Juzi, Chu State has sent troops."

The scientist stopped talking the moment the black-clothed ink man entered the room. He looked back, the anger still lingering on his face, but there was no anger in his words.

"Which Chu country?"

"Yunmengze, Yingdu."

"Wei is still Zhang Chu."

"Zhang Chu."

The scientist rubbed his face, looked back and said to the craftsman who was listening carefully to the words of the ink man in black:

"Use nails, this is the order I give you as a giant."

The Mohist family does not distinguish between high and low in people and things, but it is not without hierarchy within it.

On the contrary, the Mohist hierarchy is still very strict.

The words of the emperor are greater than anything else, and the words of a great man are second only to the emperor.

But usually, a giant will not use his power to overwhelm others, and you cannot become a Mohist giant by using your power to bully others.

The craftsman's expression changed. The only things that were more time-consuming than daily utensils were war utensils. The Mo family was about to join the war!

This most conservative Mohist said in a deep voice:

"Young Master forgot the word "non-attack". The Mohists have always opposed all offensive wars!"

"You are mistaken. What our Mohist family opposes is unjust war."

The scientist picked up his clothes, turned around and went out, his words drifting back.

"This trip is only to save people, fighting is the last resort."

He lowered his head slightly, hiding the blazing fire in his eyes.

"Not aiding Wei, exchanging space for time, relying on the emperor to quell the rebellion of Wei to strengthen its power, unite the two Chu states, and rebel against the traitors without reason."

When Chen Sheng and Wu Guang raised armies, scientists wanted to lead the Mohists to put down the rebellion. Not only the Mohist family, but also hundreds of families in Korea want to stop it.

Those who had no chance of survival all entered the Mohist family in Yiyang, and the rest were scattered in hundreds of cities and hundreds of families. Korea is prosperous and good, but Chen Sheng and Wu Guang's mass uprising is destroying the ecology of Korea.

The reason why Chen Sheng and Wu Guang did not move and allowed Chen Sheng and Wu Guang to use the Han Dynasty chicken to lay Zhang Chu's egg was because the imperial court had a decree - if Chen Sheng and Wu Guang did not attack Han Dynasty, they could not stop them.

In addition, the Mohist family also received a secret decree - Chu attacks Zhang Chu, but move!

Bian'an is three hundred miles away from Daliang, the capital of Wei, and 40,000 Qin troops are stationed here, within the city.

Ying Chengyu led the army here, and the four gates of Bian'an were opened wide. The people were eating pots of pulp to welcome the king's troops. They insisted that the Qin army be stationed in the city, not outside the city.

Public opinion cannot be violated.

The Quicksand Regiment led by Jing Ke made great achievements. A few days before the arrival of the army, they assassinated the resolutely resisting magistrate of Bian'an County, as well as a group of nobles and wealthy people.

Nearly half a month passed, and the Qin army's style of not disturbing the people and killing all the nobles was known to everyone who should know. No magistrate or squire took the lead in surrendering anymore.

The counties and towns that are voluntarily surrendering now either have their superiors voluntarily fleeing, or the people have revolted to kill themselves and surrendered with the heads of these superiors.

As night falls, in the dark house, an oil lamp lights up the whole room.

"Chu will not aid Wei."

Ying Chengwen picked up the paper and whispered, saying that the small piece of yellow letter paper in his hand was placed on the oil lamp. The bottom of the paper touched the flame core, and a bean of fire spread along the paper and climbed up, like a snake spinning silk.

"Then there's nothing to wait for..."

The tongue of fire burned, swallowing up the word "Wei" written on the yellow paper.

Under Daliang City, the sky is clear and sunny.

Two hundred and fifty thousand black-armored Qin troops stood still and surrounded the southeast, northwest and four sides, leaving no door open.

Just like the huge flood a few years ago, the people of Daliang City were not given a chance to escape.

At the east city gate, a basket was placed on the city head, with a person sitting in the basket.

After landing, the man stood up from the basket. He was about thirty years old, with an upright face, wearing official uniform, and a jade ring around his waist.

He marched towards the dark and fortified Qin army, fearless as he was pointed by thousands of sharp arrows.

The two soldiers held ropes in their hands and Qin swords on their waists. They rushed out steadily and tried to tie up the thirty-year-old man. The man in his thirties took a step back and said sternly:

"I am on an envoy on behalf of the Wei Dynasty! How can I be tied up with swords and axes? I am bound by ropes! This is the etiquette the Qin State treats envoys!"

When two countries are at war, it is the rule to treat envoys with courtesy.

When Zhou Shi didn't know Ji Bu's name, he didn't get angry because of Ji Bu's repeated sarcasm. He also wanted to be a soldier and not be rude. It was because of this rule.

Ji Bu received preferential treatment not because his name was Ji Bu, but because he was an envoy of the Chu State.

The two soldiers looked at each other and did not dare to act rashly.

One hand grasped the hilt of the sword, revealing half of the blade, and threatened:

"Stay here and then kill further!"

Another man ran back to the army and reported the news of the suspected Wei envoy to the 500-year-old captain who had been paying attention to this place.

The captain of five hundred continued to report to the captain of thousands, and the captain of thousands reported to the captain of ten thousand...it was reported layer by layer.

The big tent door opened, Liu Bang stretched out his arms and said with a smile:

"Sir please."

"General please."

The man in his thirties returned the salute solemnly, held his head high and stepped into the huge tent of the Qin army.

He represents Wei today and is an envoy of Wei. He cannot embarrass Wei, even if there is only one lonely city left in Wei.

"Zhou Ji, pay homage to the King of Qin."

The man in his thirties bowed slightly when facing King Qin.

The eyes of the surrounding generals were sharp and dangerous, looking at him as if they were sizing up a prey.

He accepted it calmly and without fear, just like he faced the deadly arrows of the soldiers outside.

"Sir, you are so brave."

Ying Chengyu touched his palms and smiled. He looked at the face of the thirty-year-old man and felt that it was somewhat similar to Zhou Shi who committed suicide in front of him.

"Is Zhou Shi related to Mr. Zhou?"

"It's my brother."

The smile on Ying Chengyu's face was natural. He liked Zhou Shi very much, who put aside his stance and fought for Wei without surrender.

"One sect has two heroes, but the Zhou family has two characters."

Zhou Ji was neither happy nor sad, with a calm look on his face.

"Thank you, King Qin, for your compliment.

"Ji An became the prime minister of Wei and negotiated with Qin on behalf of Wei."

Before he finished speaking, a sneer came from the side.

Li Xin looked disdainful, his smile full of sarcasm.

"How can Wei negotiate with Da Qin?"

The young and energetic General Da Qin looked Zhou Ji up and down, his eyes were very aggressive and rude.

"Except for Daliang, all the land of Wei is already in the hands of my king. What can the king of Wei do to negotiate with my king? How many cities can your seven-foot body reach?"

Zhou Ji's eyes caught Li Xin's gaze, and when he met those brutal eyes that had been on the battlefield for a long time, this scholar who had never been on a battlefield and had only been the prime minister of Wei for less than ten days did not give in.

He didn't show any timidity and said firmly:

"Just rely on the unity of the people and the unity of the people!

"If one charity is insufficient, so what if a hundred thousand aids are not enough! You can't argue with the King of Qin!"

They were both generals, and they each led 20,000 people to attack the city and evict the stronghold. As soon as Tu Sui, who had suffered the least surrender, opened his mouth, a bloody aura that was so rich that it could not be boiled came out.

"It's fair to say! One hundred thousand military merits is enough for Yu Jue to be ranked first."

Zhou Ji could no longer take it calmly. The nose, eyes, and mouth on his face turned into the word "angry", and he held his hands in front of the smiling and speechless King Qin.

"Is this the intention of King Qin?"

Without the butcher's knife used to kill both humans and dogs, Fan Kuai, who still looked like a butcher rather than a general, crossed his arms and said regretfully:

"If Your Majesty wants to surrender, I will be compensated for being the first to get there."

"Fuck off!"

Ying Cheng didn't even look back, he laughed and cursed:

"You are so sure that you can be the first to climb the beam? Can't Zhao Tuo go up first?"

The young general Zhao Tuo curled his lips and said disdainfully:

"The last general is a general, not a soldier. He does not compete for the first victory, but only takes the victory. This is different from this reckless man."

The veteran general Lian Po smiled slightly and frowned in memory of his old friend.

[Lin Xiangruo knew that I had become a lieutenant of the Qin State and used the method you taught me to unite the Qin generals. He would not have been able to remove the thorns behind me back then...]

The difference between "reckless man" and "butcher" represents the acceptance of the Peixian team by the Qin State general group.

Zhou Ji's body was shaking and he was so angry that he felt cold.

The monarchs and ministers of the Qin State did not take the Wei State into their eyes at all. In their eyes, Daliang was like fish on the chopping board. The heroic city was still standing intact, and they had already begun to share the merits of the war!

Zhou Ji really wanted to walk away, but a man can be killed but not humiliated!

But he can't. His first identity today is not a man, but an envoy of Wei.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the involuntary shaking of his body, and said coldly:

"The King of Qin's tiger and wolf armies dominate the world, and no country can stop it. The beams are also unfortunate, but I don't know whether King Qin wants an intact city or a ruins!

"My king will not surrender and will fight to the death. If the King of Qin wants to capture the beam, he will have to sacrifice more lives! It is still unclear whether the fish will die or the net will be broken! What he will capture will only be broken walls and fragments of bricks and tiles.

"But if King Qin can agree to one of my king's requests, he can acquire a complete Daliang City without any effort."

Meng Tian smiled contemptuously and said disdainfully:

"I'm just afraid of death. I beg your Majesty to spare the life of King Wei."

"I agreed."

The second emperor stood up from his seat, holding the handle, and bowed to Zhou Ji in a solemn manner.

"Sir has suffered."

He stood up straight and looked around at the generals, his eyes like wheat.

All the generals were in awe of body and mind, and their faces were solemn in response.

"Gentlemen, don't forget today."

The second emperor's voice was slow and every word was sonorous.

“Weak countries have no diplomacy.

"In your lifetime and mine, if the Qin envoy has the humiliation of today's Zhou Ji, everyone in the big tent will be a sinner for the ages!"

The generals looked at Zhou Ji who was unyielding, endured the humiliation, was filled with righteous indignation after being ridiculed, and still gritted his teeth and refused to leave.

Lower your head and clasp your fists.

Nine tones are like thunder, and two words are spoken in unison.

"Remember!"

"King Qin!"

The moment the second emperor agreed, Zhou Ji, who had been a little confused, was shocked by the generals' voices and came back to his senses.

He shook his head and pointed at Meng Tian.

"My king's conditions are not what this general said."

"I know."

Ying Chengyu walked up to Zhou Ji who had "You know what" written on his face.

"I know King Wei's conditions.

"Mr. will not be left out in this history book."

Five hundred steps away from the Daliang city wall, Ying Chengyu rode his horse to wait, while Zhou Ji walked alone to the bottom of Daliang city.

There was a hanging basket lowered on the city. Zhou Ji shook his head at Wei Bing who was looking over.

He looked towards the city, bowed his hands, and showed a heartfelt smile on his face.

"My king! Fortunately, Zhou Jixing has lived up to his command!"

After saying that, he hit the city wall with his head, and his blood spurted out. The real man could be killed but not humiliated.