Reborn Daqin, I am the emperor

But in comparison with each other, he suddenly felt that he very much agreed with Tu Shi's words. In front of Tu Shi, these people were really no different from trash.

Although Tu's words were harsh, they were boosting morale and motivating them before the battle.

What do these four speak harshly here?

Does it mean they are great?

It is a good thing to believe in one's own strength. Although Tu also believed in one's own strength, he still believed in the strength of the 14 army, unlike the four people behind him who only knew how to solve problems with their own fists.

If it is said that Tu has the prestige of a top warrior, the ability of a generation of generals, and the potential of a generation of commanders, then compared with Tu, only the first of these four people may be able to compete with each other, and the rest are all just... It can be slaughtered and abused.

That's the difference between the two.

At this moment, Mao Dun's expression was very complicated. He really liked Tu Shi. Although this Tu Shi might not be considered the most powerful in Daqin, he was definitely the most perfect person Mao Dun had met in his life.

He is decisive in killing and killing, and his murderous aura is soaring, he can be described as the best killer in the army.

He is both wise and brave, not only strong in himself, but also not stupid. He can be described as one of the strongest generals, comparable to ordinary commanders.In the past, Qin Shihuang allowed him to lead an army to attack Baiyue, which was by no means unreasonable.

How many people are there in this world with such almost omnipotent talents?

Therefore, Mao Dun appreciates Tu Shi very much, and if he can be used by me, he will definitely love him as a treasure.Even now that he has become an enemy, he still has the urge to be reluctant to kill.

Furthermore, even if there is no Wei Liaozi today, just relying on Tu Shi alone will give him a lot of pressure.

Even though he now has an army of one million, which is ten times that of Qin's army, the pressure from Tu Li and Wei Liaozi is still great and cannot be erased.

He knew that with these two people around, even if he won today, he would have to pay a very high price.

As for how much the final price will be, he is not sure yet.Maybe 20, 30, or [-]?

Or maybe more?

The more he thought about it, the more uncertain he became.

Chapter 971

"Crash..."

"Clang clang..."

A series of dense voices sounded, the iron lock was chained, the armor leaves were heard, and Wei Liaozi was dressed in military uniform,

The jet-black iron helmet and the jet-black black-gold chain mail made his body, which should have been like a tuberculosis, look so tall, mighty and mighty at this moment.

Wearing a white cloak, echoing the black armor on his body, flying with the wind, he looks vigorous and has the potential to open up the world.

In Wei Liaozi's hand, he drew out a five-foot-long giant sword, held it with both hands, and stabbed it at the ground of the Great Wall.

"Qiang..."

Sparks splashed, and the long sword was inserted into the gap of the Great Wall.

At this moment, Wei Liaozi is really like the unique god of war in this world.

His old face, gray hair, and haggard face couldn't help but not lower his aura at all, and made his aura even higher.

Beside him, apart from rows of drummers and messengers still standing on the Great Wall, there was no one serving him.

Before this great battle, he didn't need any kind of service, what he needed was to radiate all the power to completely burst out the greatest light and heat in his life.

Outside the Great Wall, the two armies faced each other, although one side did not move, but the invisible momentum swept in like endless turbulent waves, crowding the mountains thousands of miles away.

The momentum of Mount Tai and the impact of the waves is the visual sense, which makes people feel turbulent and the dark tide is turbulent.

A few miles away, in front of the millions of Huns, Mao Dun seemed to be attracted by some inexplicable aura. He slowly raised his head and looked at the Great Wall. Although he was thin and small, he stood there like Mount Tai. With a heavy figure, his eyes could not help but narrow slightly.

At the same time, in front of the 14 troops of the Great Qin Dynasty, Tu Li also instinctively turned his head and glanced at the Great Wall, with a flash of amazement in his eyes.

If the 14 army felt something, all the soldiers raised their heads and looked towards the Great Wall. The moment they saw that figure, an invisible heavy feeling swept everyone's heart.

Just now, the 14 army was roaring, fighting the final battle with the will to die.It is true that they are protecting their own glory, and they are also protecting Daqin's pride, but in the final analysis, they do not have any confidence in their hearts.

Not only did they not have any confidence, on the contrary, as their roar grew louder, they became more guilty.

In order to fill this guilty conscience, there is only one way that everyone can think of, and that is death.

Only death can cover up this guilty conscience.

What are they guilty of?

They have a guilty conscience because they don't think that with the strength of an army of 10,000+, they can completely protect Daqin. The enemy that Daqin faces now is too powerful, really too powerful.They can't compete, they can only die to protect their pride, and they can only die to respect glory.

To die, seems to be a determination to die, but in fact, it is just an excuse to give up everything and escape.And what escapes is the guilt in the heart.

But at this moment, when they saw the figure on the Great Wall, they never let go of their mortal heart, nor did they let go of their determination to protect Daqin's pride and glory.

It's just that the guilty conscience in my heart seems to be filled.

That figure was not tall and mighty, nor unparalleled in the world, but when he stood there, it gave people a feeling that Mount Tai was behind him, and he could rely on him when he was tired.

This feeling is inexplicably reassuring.

It was as if a child was bullied outside, but when he turned around, he saw his father standing behind him, cheering him on.

Before seeing his father, no matter how guilty and frightened the child was, the moment he saw his father, an inexplicable sense of confidence would instantly fill him.

The so-called father is as big as a mountain, and mother's love is like the sea.

A mother's love is always like sea water surrounding the whole body, without any gaps.

And father's love is like a mountain.

He doesn't need to do anything, and he doesn't need to deliberately express anything, he just needs to stand there quietly, which is unprecedented confidence for a child.

Today, Wei Liaozi is the father to the 14 army.Even though he was terminally ill, he still had to expend all his strength to be the father who everyone relied on.

The cold wind is howling, the desert is yellow sand, the mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, and the dragon's majestic shore stretches across the world!

Looking up, the sky is high and the earth is wide, thousands of miles without borders, millions of troops control the mountains and rivers, and the long dragon's majestic shore determines the universe!

Thousands of men dominate the battlefield, and it is difficult for a million troops to march.

Thousands of miles long dragon, going endlessly.From the desert in the northwest to Shanhaiguan in the northeast.

Outside Shanhaiguan, eighty miles away from Donghu King City, Ying Shou seemed to have sensed something, lifted the curtain from the Kowloon carriage, and looked towards the direction of the desert.

Invisibly, he seemed to have seen the scene of the big prize hitting the shore.

That kind of momentum is brilliant, and the fighting spirit is soaring, it seems that the universe has been shaken, and the sky and the earth have been torn apart.

"Qin Huang, based on this calculation, the desert should already be at war, right?"

When Ying Shou's Kowloon car caught up, the driver turned out to be Master Kunlun's accompanying boy, Jian Yun.

And Master Kunlun, at this very moment, was sitting in the Kowloon carriage, and seeing Ying Shou open the curtain, his eyes were looking directly at the desert, Master Kunlun smiled slightly, as if the general trend of the world was under control, smiled said.

"Yeah, counting the time, it should be the start of the war today!"

Ying Shou nodded, his voice was a bit heavy, after all, he still couldn't let go of Da Qin, and couldn't let go of Wei Liaozi's safety.

"Hehe, looking at Qin Huang's appearance, he seems to be very worried. Why don't I open the door for Qin Huang to let people from the Black Ice Terrace come in and report the situation of Da Qin's battle at any time?"

Master Kunlun looked at Ying Shou with a smile on his face, with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

"No need, of course, if you are not afraid that I will destroy Donghu and Huns in a fit of anger, and finally kill Kunlun and Changbai, you can give it a try."

"Remember, I don't give you face because of how powerful you are, but because of your age, but this is definitely not your capital to provoke me!"

Ying Shou glanced sideways at Master Kunlun, his tone indifferent.

While speaking, he couldn't help looking forward.

In front of them, Donghu's [-] troops cleared the way.This is the [-] army that was mobilized again by Donghu God of War Nihaman after the [-] brave warriors were killed by Ying Shou.

The [-] army was led by Nehaman himself, and in the name of an escort, led the Great Qin Emperor's chariot and mission to the Donghu Royal Court together.

At this very moment, Nehman, the God of War of Donghu, was in front of this tens of thousands of people, leading the team step by step towards Donghu Royal Court, the first cage in the world that had already been opened for Ying Shou.

Ying Shou shook his head, sighed, looked in the direction of the desert again, and finally ignored Master Kunlun, put down the curtain, and got back into the carriage.

Chapter 972

In the middle of the carriage, the dragon collapsed, and the noble queen had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Running around for days is exhausting, especially for pregnant women.

Ying Shou walked up to Nan Yan step by step, looking at her beautiful and haggard face, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

Even at this time, many things are a foregone conclusion, but he still can't stop thinking about whether what he did was right or wrong.

Putting the country in the water and fire, moving the whole family, and coming to other places, is this really the result I want?

Is it really bad to be content with the status quo?

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. If you do so much by yourself, can you really lay down an eternal peace for future generations?

"Hey!"

Unable to figure it out, Ying Shou couldn't help but let out another long sigh.

In front of her, the beauty's eyes moved slightly, and she slowly opened them.

"His Majesty!"

Her lips moved slightly, and there was a look of pity in the beauty's eyes, she couldn't help stretching out her thin white hand, and gently stroked the face of the man who held the power of the world in front of her.

A man holds the power in the world, and should be the most powerful, honorable, and most enjoyable person in the world.

But at this moment, Nan Yan could clearly see that his face was full of worry and haggard.

There were bloodshot eyes in his eyes.Those two-way black and white eyes, as deep as a black hole, looked very cloudy at this moment.

The whites of the eyes were even more bloodshot.

This was very difficult to meet before.

Nan Yan knew that even though he hadn't said anything at this moment, he would always be the one who worried the most in the world of Qin.

"Well, why is the queen awake!"

Ying Shou trembled, looked at Nan Yan who had woken up, smiled slightly, grabbed Nan Yan's little hand that was stroking his face, and said.

"Your Majesty, the little guy kicked the concubine again in his stomach!"

Nan Yan got up slowly, leaned against the wall of the car, and said with a smile.

"Oh, this little guy is only a little older, so he is so dishonest?"

Ying Shou smiled, and put his ear on Nan Yan's swollen stomach, and he really felt a slight vibration, a burst of agitation.

Now, this child has been pregnant for four or five months, and it is just when he starts to move in his stomach and stretch his arms and legs. Not to mention, although he is not a little big, he is still very energetic.

"Well, it is indeed kicking people inside. Not bad, this little guy is not bad. When he grows up, he will definitely be a bright monarch who will conquer the world, hahaha!"

Ying Shou raised his head, his gloomy mood finally eased a lot.

Seeing Ying Shou forced to laugh, Nan Yan said softly, "Your Majesty is actually worried!"

Ying Shou was taken aback, raised his head pretending to be puzzled, and said with a smile, "What did the queen say, why are you worried?"

Nan Yan shook her head and said softly: "Actually, Your Majesty doesn't need to hide your concubine. Your Majesty and your concubine are a couple. In this world, no one can understand His Majesty the Emperor, but how can your concubine be ignorant?"

"Look, Your Majesty, this company has become haggard, and the eyes are also cloudy now. In fact, Your Majesty is the most miserable, tired and tormented person in the world, isn't he?"

Ying Shou's heart trembled. For some reason, a warm current flowed through his heart, which made his eyes turn red, and mist instantly filled his eye sockets.

The water mist continued to gather, almost turning into tears and dripping down.

"Queen!"

Ying Shou hurriedly called in a low voice, but found that his voice had become hoarse, and his throat was so tight that he couldn't even speak clearly.

It is said that men don't flick their tears easily, because they haven't reached the sad place!

In fact, there has never been a truly strong person in this world. The so-called strength is just an appearance of calmness.