This first emperor is awesome

"This big brother has good eyesight, he just turned 17 years old."

Li Qiubai showed a smile and said very frankly.

"Do you know where this is? Who is going to be treated? You have to think about it, if something goes wrong"

The guard asked several questions in a row, then made a gesture of wiping his neck, and stared at Li Qiubai aggressively.

"If you can't cure your majesty's illness, I should die as an apology."

Li Qiubai said without any fear, with a heroic look.

"Very well, then little brother come with me!"

The guard nodded, he didn't despise Li Qiubai because of his age, after all, that's what he said, if this person didn't have a brain problem, then he was really capable.

Sun Wuji, the head of the Ganlu Hall of Taiji Palace, Cheng Yaojin and other senior officials waited solemnly outside the Ganlu Hall, and all the military officials were behind them.

His Majesty is critically ill and may die at any time, but must wake up after being in a coma for more than a month, and summon all the officials and the prince.

Everyone knew that this peerless hero, who was in all directions in all directions, was explaining his funeral.

Talking about the end of the book

This book has softened too many feelings. I wanted to keep writing it, but the grades are too bad, hey!There are not even a hundred follow-up subscriptions. After writing so many Daqin books, this book combines the strengths of several books, and the result is even worse!It might as well have been cut off by the eunuch, and he persisted for the sake of the feelings in his heart, otherwise he would have swung his sword from the palace long ago to practice magic skills.

To sum it up, I used too much classical Chinese in the early stage, and I persuaded a lot!When I realized it later, I wrote too white again, and persuaded a wave of readers who liked old sayings!

It was too early to end the plot of the earth!But the plot has been accelerated, and when the plot of the earth is finished, let’s leave a suspense and finish the book. Let’s freely imagine the Great Qin Empire fighting for interstellar hegemony!

Iron cavalry traverses the starry sky, Daqin mecha fighters battle the galaxy, and the interstellar Great Wall connects the starfields. Unfortunately, the author can't write about it!The pressure of life is too great. If the grades are still the same and there is no improvement, you should write 100 million and finish the book!

Of course, there are still more than 20. I will probably finish writing this month, and I will update more in the next update!Starting from the [-]st, about [-] words should be updated every day!

If the grades can be better, even if there are two hundred subscriptions, I will keep writing!Express what you think in your heart, but in the end, it backfires!

Even though I don’t want to give up, it’s time to draw a full stop. I’m forced by life and I don’t want it. I hope brothers and sisters can understand!

If you also like Daqin and this book, please support the original version!A day's subscription is only a few cents, and you can't even buy a lollipop!Why!

That's all I can say, the new book has been prepared, if I can't save it this month, I should finish the book with 100 million words, and the new book will be released!

The new book is Da Ming, I hope I can write a different Da Ming, let’s go further!

Thanks again to the brothers and sisters who accompanied the author all the way, thank you all for following along and never leaving!

Talking about the end of "This First Emperor is Awesome"

Chapter 3 and Five: The Eternal Truth

Above the vast desert...

A group of Huns wore tattered and stained leather jackets and walked on the desert.

The biting cold wind made them shiver, and they moved forward full of exhaustion.

Sometimes someone fell off the horse and lay on the ground without moving a bit, completely sleeping here forever.

Immediately, the few people who were very close to him got off their horses. They were not trying to rescue the clansmen, but they went around three times, took off all the clothes on the clansman who fell on the ground, took away the dry food, and continued with the large army. go ahead.

The clansmen on the road turned a blind eye when they saw this scene, as if they had already gotten used to it.

They have long been numb to this way of fleeing.

Hundreds of thousands of clansmen, except for being beheaded and killed by Qin soldiers, and after most of them were captured, nearly 8 or [-] people escaped.

However, in the face of the harsh climate in the extreme north, no less than 5 people have died along the way.

They were not chased by the Qin people, and they did not die on the weapons of the Qin people, but they were obliterated by the harsh climate here.

Facing the unknown road ahead, the remaining [-] people are full of despair and confusion.

Food and water are already extremely scarce, but the weather is getting colder and colder.

The cold wind howled, and the sky was full of snow. Looking up, there was a vast expanse of whiteness.

It's just that on the white snow, one black spot after another is exposed from time to time.

Those are the Huns who were eliminated by the cold along the way. They will soon be buried by heavy snow and become a pile of dry bones in the wilderness. No one knows or cares about them.

Mao Dun led the team and walked in the center, looking at the fewer and fewer clansmen, he was also full of despair.

In the extreme northern region, all ethnic groups in the grassland are no strangers. For this place, the grassland is known as the restricted area of ​​life.

Grassland people have respected this place for generations.

The small tribes that really can't get along will cruise around the edge of this extremely cold area.

No one has ever really set foot here, and even if they ran in, it was never heard of anyone who came out alive.

But this time, Mao Dun had no choice, if he didn't escape, he would surely die.

Damn Yingzheng, he must be furious, right?

Meng Tian was asked to lead an army to attack, if he hadn't listened to Nie Shen's words, he would have run away early.

Judging by Meng Tian's posture, he was planning to exterminate the family, and he didn't want to live at all.

Chasing and killing all the way, being captured is a dead end.

That's why these tribesmen eliminated the idea of ​​betraying themselves, and could only run away with themselves.

Because surrendering to the people of Qin was inevitable, and he was immediately beheaded on the spot.

Gee!

The drama of fratricide must be very exciting, right?

It's a pity that I didn't see it with my own eyes, what a pity!

The damned Ying Zheng dared to lie to himself and tear up the agreement with him, it's really abhorrent.

Do you regret it now?

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world for you to take. This is the evil cause you planted yourself, so I can't blame me for taking it easy.

If you were willing to abide by the agreement and let me go, what would it be like today?

I just like the way you look angry, it's so happy.

One day I, the people of Daxia, will fight back. The despicable and shameless people of Qin, the gods of the grassland will bless the people of Daxia to survive this disaster safely.

"Da Chanyu, the clansmen can't stand it anymore, this damn weather, it's so cold..."

A general of the Xiongnu, his hands were frozen, and the back of his hand was full of frostbite, like small gaping mouths, very scary.

And his face was full of chilblains, which was very frightening.

"An Li told the clansmen, hold on, it's almost there."

"As long as you cross this extremely cold land, you can reach the fertile land."

"There are countless cattle, sheep and horses, and manor fields."

"As long as we get through this difficulty, the great Daxia people will definitely make a comeback and make a comeback."

Mao Dun's eyes radiated hope, and he was full of faith.

His blood infected the nearby Huns, making their tired faces suddenly refreshed.

Cold and hungry, they kept gathering, listening to the bright future described by Da Shanyu, their eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Da Shanyu, the weather is too cold here, I want a woman to warm me up."

Waiting for Mao Dun to finish his eloquence, a brave soldier shouted carelessly.

"Hahahaha!"

Immediately, this sentence caused all the Huns to burst into laughter, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

"No problem, when you cross the extremely cold place, I will send you ten beauties from other races to warm you up."

Mao Dun also laughed out loud, very generously.

"Da Shanyu, I want to eat barbecue..."

"Da Shanyu, I want to drink kumiss..."

All of a sudden, the people who were on their way turned into a discussion meeting.

One by one, they began to express their wishes at this time, with only a sliver of faith in their hearts, hoping to use this to encourage themselves to move on and not fall into this ghost place.

"God of the Grassland..."

"The Great Xia Clan cannot perish."

"One day, the people of Qin will be retaliated against for harming the people of Daxia."

"Even if we don't have the chance to regain the ancestral land, our descendants, the successor warriors of the Great Xia clan, will fight back and regain the ancestral land."

Mao Dun shouted loudly with all his strength.

"Take back the ancestral land, and the Great Xia will last forever."

All the Huns shouted almost in unison.

"Report..."

"Report..."

"Report..."

"Da Chanyu, thirty miles ahead, we found a source of water, and there is smoke lingering in the sky, it seems that there is a gathering point of tribes."

A sentry cavalry, whose eyes were rotten from the cold, galloped over excitedly and shouted loudly.

Mao Dun was overjoyed immediately, and couldn't help but raised his head and laughed loudly, "God of the Grassland is above, the great summer will last forever."

He knew that the tribal catastrophe had passed.

It won't be long before this strange land will crawl and tremble under the scimitar of the Daxia people.

"Brave Da Xia Erlang, do you hear that?"

"I am a native of Daxia, and I always rely on my own scimitar to get what I want."

"Thirty miles ahead, there is food, fresh water, beauties, and treasures you need."

"If you want... just pull out your scimitars and get them yourself!"

With fierce eyes, Mao Dun yelled at the Huns.

"drive……"

"Oh la la la..."

A group of Hun cavalry immediately began to rush forward.

The cold and hunger seemed to have completely disappeared, and the only thoughts in their hearts at this moment were survival and killing...

Vent the anger and humiliation that has been accumulated in my heart for a long time...

In front of the Qin people's cannon fire, they are just lambs to be slaughtered, and they dare not confront the Qin people at all.

They can only run away exhausted, but they have a warlike gene in their bones.

For thousands of years, their ancestors came like the wind and went like lightning, majestic and majestic, wantonly plundering those weak and inferior races.

Now they are just following the ancestral system and doing the same deeds as their ancestors.

It is a law of nature that the weak eat the strong.

The people of Qin were powerful, so he was kicked out of his ancestral land. He survived nine lives and one died, and crossed the extremely cold land to come here.

After all, this world speaks with fists. If the inferior races here are not strong enough, they can only become the slaves of the Daxia people, and they are only worthy of being the dogs of the Daxia people, just like the Qin people fighting against the Sifang tribes.

This is the truth and reality of the world...

Iron and blood, killing and cutting are the eternal truths...

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