Chang'an, the first emperor of the Qin Dynasty

As Li Jiao said, the hearts of the five countries are not in harmony, the coalition forces are scattered, and the Qin army is good at fighting, and it is the division of tigers and wolves. The battle was easy at the beginning.

However, there is always an exception in everything. After losing for several days in a row, the coalition forces learned their lesson and came up with a common commander. The armies of the five countries were at his disposal, and the war soon fell into a stalemate.

"Who is that Murong Chengxuan? Why do you hear about him?" Meng Wu, who was dressed in military uniform, muttered in confusion on the city wall.

Under the city wall, the messy flags of the coalition forces were all replaced by handsome flags with black dragon patterns on a blue background and white characters, and the word "Murong" in seal script was majestic and majestic.

Tsk, don't talk about him, even his father has never played such a battle, the old boy is too worthy of a beating.

"General," the guard hesitated, "we are running out of food, the general didn't tell us to..."

Meng Wu waved his hand, "After a few hard battles, do you think they will believe that my Meng family army abandoned the city so easily? Another ten days!"

"Yes!" All the soldiers bowed their heads.

At the same time, Wang Jian got off his horse and neighed. His armor was soaked in black and red spots of blood. He was exhausted, as if he was about to fall off the horse in the next moment.

At this moment, he was leading a small group of remnant troops to keep retreating, and behind them were chasing a large group of red-eyed coalition troops.

"Report! The enemy army has occupied the middle of Shu!"

"Report! The enemy has conquered three passes!"

"Report! The enemy has penetrated deep into the hinterland!"

"Report! The enemy is attacking Xianyang!"

Ying Zheng put down the battle report, narrowing his frighteningly bright eagle eyes slightly.

"Murong, is that the Xianbei's surname?"

Wang Fang replied cautiously: "The old slave has heard of it, and it seems to be a Xianbei surname."

Another heresy, Ying Zheng looked at the strange thick calluses and cracks on his open palm, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

The world was different from the beginning, he knew it all along.

'However, no matter how many means you have, the world belongs to the few, and this will never change. '

A dark light flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes.

Soldiers in black fine armor stood on the field of the colonel. There were only 3000 of them, but their momentum was more terrifying than a million soldiers. Like them, 25 people were ambushed in the suburbs of Xianyang.

As pioneers, these elite soldiers who have killed countless enemies had the honor to hold a swearing-in meeting in the school grounds of the palace.

Ying Zheng sent troops to control Lu Buwei early in the morning. Standing in front of the commander's platform at this moment is the young and high-spirited Wang Ben. Behind him is Li Si in an ordinary robe. The young faces of the two seem to describe the coming of an era. change.

Wang Ben doesn't talk much, and as a general, he doesn't need to talk too much.He raised his bronze long sword, which was half a person's height, and shouted: "If an enemy invades, why serve the country?"

The sharp Chang Ge was lifted high by Qi Qi, which was extremely dazzling in the winter sun.

"kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Mountains of corpses, seas of blood, stumps, broken bones.

The flames all over the sky swallowed everything, the gold was stained with blood, and mourning was everywhere.

Yingzheng stood far away on the city of Xianyang, but he couldn't see clearly, only the thick black beacon smoke rising straight into the sky.

Suddenly something moved in his heart.

Stopping war with war and killing with killing is an eternal truth. The so-called peace is built on a strong foundation.

Before him, all the kings of Qin realized this, desperately accumulating national strength, desperately becoming stronger, and using all means, even if everyone criticizes them, he will bring Qin to the pinnacle of the dream of all Qin kings and unify the seven kingdoms .

The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth curled up, but then his face darkened.

He can't guarantee what will happen after his death. Even though the Liu surname in Peixian County has been wiped out, if the descendants of future generations can't keep the hegemony...he is still afraid after all.

The second dies, the second dies...

That's all, do what few people can do, but if you want to be admired for the rest of your life, you will have no regrets and no regrets, and you will not waste your time in the world.

There is no sunlight in the underground palace, and it is illuminated by luxurious luminous pearls. At first, Li Jiao was curious about it for a while, but later he realized that it was just a luminous ball, so he quickly let go.

People can't wait, one day or two is okay, but no one can bear it after a long time, especially in this state of isolation from the world.

Li Jiao vaguely knew that it was almost the twelfth lunar month outside, because when he first came in, he found that the underground palace had a more constant temperature, so it was still cold every day.

There is a story that the devil was sealed. In the first year, he told himself that whoever releases him will definitely give him gold and silver. In the 100th year, he told himself that whoever releases him will give the other party the world. The best thing ever, he broke down in the 500th year and told himself that he would eat whoever let him out!

Li Jiao had such a mentality. After waiting for more than ten days, he felt that when he went out, he would hug Ying Zheng fiercely and give him a deep French kiss. After almost a month passed, he thought, what kind of kiss is there? , Longyang Eighteen Styles come with one shot without counter-offer!Until now, he felt that if Ying Zheng appeared in front of him now, he would kill him alive!

A thousand words in one sentence:

Why don't you come here, you bastard!

This sentence can be said to have concentrated the 5000-year-old conjuration technique of a boudoir and resentful woman in China into Dacheng, so the dead ghost has a thick line! ! !

The young man in black military uniform, the blood on the tip of his sword was not dry yet, when he saw Li Jiao, a smile appeared on his dusty face.

Li Jiao's condition at the moment is really not good. He is wearing thin single clothes, and he is lying on the bed playing with his tail. When he saw Ying Zheng, he flicked his tail unconsciously.

"It's all right." Ying Zheng pulled him into his arms and sighed contentedly, "It's all right now."

Li Jiao felt a little weird, the person holding him obviously still had the same appearance, that face, but he just felt that something was different.

The young man's arms are already wide enough, probably just after a fight, his body is filled with blood, and there is also astringent sweat smell, mixed with a strange smell that I don't know what it is, it's really not pleasant, but Li Jiao deeply He took a deep breath, feeling a sense of solidity in his heart and eyes.

He suddenly realized something, pulled Ying Zheng's wrist and probed into his clothes, "Are you injured? I smell so much blood..."

Yingzheng let him go, staring unabashedly at Li Jiao's snow-white neck and hanging black hair, while casually replied: "A comprehensive victory...we must make a personal conquest, just kill a few people to sacrifice." flag."

Li Jiao's body was slightly stiff, he felt the scorching breath on his neck, half of his ears were numb.

"The coach is interesting, but his methods are still young. He actually played a trick with Qi Guo. Fortunately, we were prepared..." Ying Zheng said, leaning slightly, and blew at Li Jiao's fair and round earlobe. The tone, the hoarseness of the voice makes people shudder.

Then, Li Jiao felt his earlobe was licked lightly, and the licked place was burning hot.

Nima, this is saliva and not gasoline, why is it so hot!

and many more!

Saliva!

Will there be time to wash up during the war?

"If you dare to vomit, how about letting the maid who serves you eat it?" Ying Zheng lightly bit Li Jiao's earlobe, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Brother finally knew what was wrong!

Although Ying Zheng used to be a ghost, he was within the safe range, no matter how domineering he was, he couldn't hide those red ears, but now...he has evolved to the extreme!

This aura, this movement, this expression, the danger level has been upgraded to [-]%, please!

"What have you been doing these days?" Ying Zheng deftly untied Li Jiao's belt knot with his fingers.

Miss you and miss you, and miss you.

Li Jiao's eyes became slightly confused, he looked at the perfectly colored thin lips, as if he was tempted by something, suddenly, he lifted his toes and kissed it.

Love, I don't know where it started, and it goes deep.

Ying Zheng's hand paused, and slowly moved up, clasping the back of Li Jiao's head tightly, while the other hand tightly wrapped around his waist.

Under the bed tent, the military uniform covered the white single clothes, and the hibiscus tent was warm, and the flowers bloomed a few degrees.

The next day Li Jiao lay on the bed and bit the corner of the quilt.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!Unexpectedly, my brother actually had a big relationship with the first emperor, what's the matter...

Still under pressure!Didn't turn over once!

Heaven is teasing me!

Li Jiao decided to never see anyone again in this life, qaq must have been heard when he yelled so loudly yesterday!

"Here, is Your Majesty going to persuade Lord Chang'an?" Wang Fang asked in confusion while holding a tray of medical equipment.

"What is this?" Ying Zheng frowned.

Wang Fang became even more entangled, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty only asked about masculinity before, and this old slave didn't dare to talk too much, but, since it was used on Chang'an Lord... the one who suffers in a man's affair is very hurt. , this, you have to handle it carefully afterwards, otherwise you may get sick..."

"Speak, my widow, listen." Ying Zheng picked up a beautiful small jade box, which contained light brown ointment.

Wang Fang showed an expression of "As expected", and began to explain the usage of these things in detail.

The underground palace is not soundproof, Li Jiao listened in the inner room, blushed and curled up in the bedding like a boiled shrimp, after a while, the big bulge in the bedding turned into a small bulge, a limping piebald kitten Appearing in the sight of the two, he raised his head proudly.

Hmph, who asked you to take medicine!One, a little, also, no, it hurts!

Master Meow can still roll!

Ying Zheng felt a little helpless, so he let him go.

Maybe it's because of his unique constitution, Li Jiao didn't feel much after suffering for a whole morning, and when he returned to the palace in the evening, he was already alive and kicking.

Ying Zheng stroked the hair on his back, and still put him on the desk for reviewing the memorials for him to play with. It was the same as before, but both of them knew that there was something different.

The occasional glances of the person who reviewed the memorial were no longer just pure doting and liking, but the other one was heartless after all.

That emotion that's crazy enough to want to own is always contagious.