Daqin: Assist Zulong at the beginning and become a public enemy

Chapter 271
Chapter 271
"Long live Your Majesty!"

The crowd did not know who yelled first, and then there was a deafening shout.

The cheers lasted for dozens of breaths before stopping.

Immediately, Ying Zheng reached out to take the clay pot that the soldier was holding in his arms. The soldier felt that someone was about to take the clay pot in his arms, and was startled, and hugged the pot tightly in his arms like a conditioned reflex !
Then he suddenly realized that he was snatching it from His Majesty the Emperor.

Shocked, he loosened his hand, and the clay pot immediately fell to the ground. Ying Zheng leaned over with quick eyes and hands, and firmly caught the landed pot with both hands, then patted him on the shoulder and walked forward slowly.

With the departure of His Majesty the Emperor!The soldier let out a long sigh of relief. The fall of the pottery jar just now made him feel like he wanted to die.

It was the remains of his brother. He died in battle in Nanyang, and finally returned to his hometown. If he fell and broke in this place, he would never forgive himself.Maybe it was an illusion, but he suddenly found a drop of hot water splashed on the back of his hand!

The soldier looked up suspiciously, but it was the scorching sun that filled the sky.

Holding the clay pot containing the remains of the fallen soldiers "robbed" from the No. 1 soldier, Ying Zheng walked slowly along the array of more than ten thousand guards!

Whenever he walked in front of a guard, Ying Zheng would stop and lightly tidy up the broken armor and shirts of the guards, rub the clay pots in the arms of each guard for a while, and then move on again. bit, so back and forth.

Ying Zheng's expression was focused and cherished, like a father cleaning up a wanderer who has returned home!It's like caressing a rare treasure.

Yingzheng walked like this, except for the big black banner and countless white banners fluttering in the wind under the dazzling sunlight, hundreds of thousands of people were silent.

Ying Zheng never said a word from the beginning to the end, but everyone seemed to be able to clearly hear what the emperor seemed to say in front of every soldier and pot.

Everyone could clearly feel the sadness in the heart of the emperor who was walking slowly on both sides of the avenue alone!
The silence speaks!
Intangible sadness began to float in the air, brewing!

An hour later, when Ying Zheng turned around and returned to the carriage carrying Wang Jian's coffin, the brocade's black inner robe and black gold satin boots were already covered with dust.

This is a pawn, a wounded soldier returning from Nanyang.

The Qin army in the Battle of Nanyang killed more than 4 people, and only two or three thousand were injured. If these people had not lost their fighting ability, they would have fought fiercely to the last moment.

Most of the soldiers were seriously injured and unable to get out of bed. Although this soldier could get up, the fight caused him to lose two arms.

Looking at the two empty sleeves in front of him, Ying Zheng's eyes were already wet with tears.

Ying Zheng took another clay pot from the soldier who had lost an arm!Holding two clay pots in his arms, he carefully tidied up the messy robes on the soldier, turned around and returned to Wang Jian's coffin!
"Lift the coffin!" Ying Zhenglue rang out in a hoarse voice!
Dozens of soldiers rushed forward to lock Wang Jian's coffin firmly with hemp rope, and then supported more than a dozen wooden sticks with the thickness of an arm and more than three feet long on the bottom of the coffin. Wang Qian then led a group of Wang Jian's children to go up Lift up the coffin!

Great Qin Kingdom Ji: with six as the discipline, the crown is six inches.There are six feet, six feet are steps, and six horses are ridden.

This "take six horses" refers to the number of horses that the emperor's emperor can use to pull the cart!Underneath are Jiuqing and above Jiuqing, there are four drivers, three doctors, two scholars, and one concubine.Do not go beyond!

At this moment, it was obvious that Wang Jian, who could ride up to four horses, was used by Ying Zheng to use the cloud car that the emperor could ride!
What an honor this is!

A pair of elegy hangs down from Yunche, and the elegy says "Pillar of the Great Qin Dynasty" on the right.

Zuo Yun "Pillar of China".

After Wang Qian and others placed Wang Jian's coffin, Ying Zheng solemnly and carefully placed the two small clay pots that he had been holding in his arms in front of the car.

The army and place of birth of the fallen soldiers are written on both pots, so that they can be registered and checked in time!

Set up two clay pots.Ying Zheng turned on his horse and stretched out his hand. Seeing this, Meng Yi quickly handed Ying Zheng the big black banner that had not been unfolded in his arms!

Ying Zheng raised the big black banner in his hand high and shook it vigorously, and the big black banner fluttered in the wind.

"Great Qin officers and soldiers, go home! Get up!" Ying Zheng raised his flag and shouted loudly.

Over [-] Daqin soldiers wrapped in hemp and plains heard Yingzheng's shout, turned back together, and parted towards the two sides of the avenue, leaving a road large enough to accommodate the bronze cloud cart carrying Wang Jian's coffin, and shouted in unison .

The vast white banners and long flags flooded the wide Xianyang Avenue, and countless incense table offerings were piled up in front of every house in Xianyang City, no matter whether it was aristocrats or ordinary people.

Regardless of whether the aristocratic family or the common people were high or low in the past, at least at this moment, they are the same!They are all from the Old Qin tribe!

All young and strong people in Xianyang City rushed to the ten-mile suburban pavilion, and the streets and alleys inside and outside Xianyang City were full of old people, women and children who were crying silently.

Among the more than [-] wanderers who returned home, perhaps among them were their brothers, their sons, their husbands, and their fathers.

When the brigade arrived at the ten-mile suburban pavilion in Xianyang, Ying Zheng saw hundreds of Daqin officials of various colors standing respectfully beside the avenue under the leadership of Prime Ministers Li Si and Feng Jie.

From afar, Li Si saw His Majesty the Great Qin Emperor riding a black electric suit and holding a black banner!He squinted his eyes slightly, then walked a few steps, bowed beside the road and said in a high voice: "I wait to welcome Your Majesty, General Wang Jian, and our great Qin heroes to go home!"

Hundreds of Qin courtiers and officials at all levels bowed and shouted in unison!
Originally this time, Li Si asked to go out of the city with Yingzheng to bring back Wang Jian's coffin and the remains of tens of thousands of soldiers of the Great Qin Dynasty who died in battle, but was rejected by Yingzheng, who regarded state affairs as the most important thing and could not do without the prime minister.

Although Wang Jian and Li Si had many disputes over state affairs in the past, but at this moment, Wang Jian sacrificed his life for the country, even if Li Si still had a trace of stubbornness in his heart, it all disappeared at this moment.

Ying Zheng glanced over Li Si and the others, but soon looked straight ahead again, and personally escorted Wang Jian's coffin westward slowly.

The people along the way were weeping and feeling sad.

Looking at the send-off team in front of him, Han Xin's eyes were full of enthusiasm.

"Your Majesty is truly a man of God. With such a mind, it's no wonder he can command the world." Han Xin said with emotion.

Wei Liao next to him stroked his beard and looked at Han Dao with a smile: "Now you only see His Majesty's side, and you will know it later."

A trace of longing appeared on Han Xin's face.

"Your Majesty is like this, and I don't know what Young Master Ying Gang who is so respected by His Majesty looks like."

"Hehe, you'll know when the time comes!" Wei Liao looked at Han Xin with a smile, his eyes full of smiles.

(End of this chapter)