Emperor Qin

"I curse you to die by fire!" The hiss of grief and anger echoed for a long time on the banks of the Amu Darya.

The quietly flowing Amu Darya River went away in the back of the line of sight, Yan Jiang clenched his longbow, and looked back.

Also erase that face full of disbelief from his mind.

He spurred his horse and left the mother river of the Scythian herdsmen together with the Bactrian army.

"Yan, I thought you couldn't bear it." Riding a handsome horse, a handsome young man with brown hair and blue eyes walked with him with a chuckle, "After all, he already told you to go."

"That's a lie. He is alive, and he will never let me go." Yan Jiang looked back at him with sharp eyes, "I hope you will keep your promise."

"Of course, as long as father agrees, I will send you to the Maurya Dynasty." The young man looked at him with a smile, "I have helped you a lot, don't you want to say thank you?"

"Thank you as much as you thank Al?" Yan Jiang suddenly turned his head and glanced at him.

The young man's smile was a little stiff, but he persisted: "That's unnecessary, let's go, father has been waiting for you for a long time."

Yan Jiang was silent, and stretched out his hand to look at the longbow again.

That arrow, he didn't hit the point, could Arshak survive?

……

The Amu Darya, the mother river of the Scythian herdsmen.

The Seleucid Dynasty gradually collapsed. Arshak, the leader of Scythia, and Theodotus, the eastern governor of the Seleucid Dynasty, had been fighting for more than ten years. The natural mobility of the nomads made the latter helpless. Now, this man from Egypt The general who had defected had already seen the decline of the dynasty and declared independence.

The battle of nomads is simple and direct. When Yan Jiang was in Al, he once let him occupy a small amount of cultivated land along the Caspian Sea and established basic logistics. Since then, he has entered the sight of Diodotus and became his leader. An obstacle to the conquest of the Parthian plains.

And when he knew the difference between Yan Jiang and Dio, Tiers knew his chance had come.

The king's trust is so fragile.

……

The sun sets and the moon rises in the east.

On the railing corridor, Yan Jiang sat silently, with Huahua squatting at his feet, flicking her tail once and for all.

"Is he still unwilling to let you go?" Tiers asked with a smile.

Yan Jiang looked up at the young man: "You always have a lot of time, and you care about these unimportant things."

Tiers sat next to him, the tiger looked up at him, then continued to lick its paw.

"Don't be angry, I brought you a gift." Tiers opened the pocket in his arms and handed it to him with a smile.

Yan Jiang took it suspiciously, and immediately felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly opened the leather pocket, and it turned out to be a fluffy little cat cat. This cat is only the size of a palm, with short legs and a fat face, and fluffy hair, like a small fur ball. He yelled fiercely at him.

Huahua immediately stood up and growled at the cub.

"Don't make trouble!" Huahua was lifted by the master, Yan Jiang looked up at him, and frowned, "Where did you come from?"

"I met him while hunting, maybe he got separated," Tiers said gently, seeing that he was finally not so close to strangers, "Do you like it?"

Yan Jiang touched the small animal and ignored him.

"Why don't you stay if you like it? You also said that you have no family for a long time. Can't this be your new home?" Tiers asked gently.

Yan Jiang lowered his head and finally sighed: "Let me think about it."

There was a smile on the young man's handsome face, he didn't try to comfort him, but retreated with a smile.

Watching him go away, the smile on Yan Jiang's face gradually became cold, as cold as a stone.

The owl hooted lowly on his shoulder, with strong hostility.

"I know." Yan Jiang was stroking the kitten, seeing how it was screaming, and sneered, "You are so noisy, you can call it Jingjing."

His Majesty the Owl is once again thankful that he was not afraid of power when he was named.

"He wants me to help him," Yan Jiang chuckled, "I'll help to the end."

More than ten years ago, in order to appease the independent governor, the Seleucid dynasty married the princess to the general and gave birth to a new son.

Tiers is the eldest son of Theodotus, and his mother does not have such a prominent family background and support as the princess, so he needs more opportunities to make meritorious deeds to fight against his stepmother and younger brother who are also powerful in Japan, and Yan Jiang is His exploits.

They hope to rely on their understanding of Arshak to completely deal with the Scythian rebels, at least to injure them severely; it would be even better if they could teach them the healing techniques demonstrated at Arshak.

His Majesty the Owl was lost in thought.

The kingdom in the dream is also so chaotic.

……

The next day, Yan Jiang did not find Jing Jing.

The tiny baby manulus cubs seem to have evaporated.

Like the furry cats, lynxes, desert cats, and white wolves he raised before, there is no trace at all.

Both Owl and Huahua still deny that they did it.

Yan Jiang calmed down, and he said calmly: "I've already prepared myself. I put egg yolk on the little cat's body at night, and I'll know when I check the claws and teeth."

He took out the silver needle.

So the owl was exposed.

Owls are out of favor.

Huahua was very energetic for several days, and even wanted to take the opportunity to kill the bird—if Yan Jiang hadn't stopped it in time.

But the owl is very proud and doesn't apologize at all.

And so the Cold War began.

At this time, Yan Jiang was summoned by Diodotus again.

These days, Diodotus summoned very frequently, after all, he was very prestigious among the Scythian herdsmen.

He looked at the silver needle in his hand and sighed slightly.

He was about to kill again, starting from killing the first person, and then killing him again, he would no longer have any obstacles.

Civilization, legal system, harmony and democracy have all left him, and his thinking is becoming barbaric.

It's better to go back to the motherland early and enjoy the influence of civilization.

Hope humanity will come back.

Yan Jiang slowly cleaned up the arsenic under his nails, Diodos fell on the table, an ivory token stained the blood from the corner of his mouth, His Majesty the Owl landed on the table, and handed the token into his hands .

"Theodotus is dead, and Tiers will spend a lot of time 'hunting down' the murderer and gathering his father's power, so he won't have much time to hunt us down," Yan Jiang gently wiped the token clean, sighing, "It's just that the murderer's name may fall on innocent people."

The best "murderers" are undoubtedly his stepmother and younger brother.

He had enough time to take the seeds, walk through the numerous Hindu Kush mountains with countless passes, and go to India calmly.

Then you can go up from Kashmi, go to the Fergana Basin and enter Xinjiang-although it is close to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, that ghostly place is too dangerous, so let's go steadily.

"It's up to you, Your Majesty." Yan Jiang touched the love bird, and its eyesight in the dark could find a suitable way to escape.

His Majesty the Owl looked proud and spread his wings.

They escaped from the capital by night, joined Huahua, took the horses and seeds they had prepared, and headed east.

……

Then there was an ambush.

Tiers had expected him to leave long ago, and sent his cronies to guard the pass. He showed no mercy. In the rain of arrows, His Majesty, who was sleeping on his chest, suffered innocently. He protected his chest and took an arrow in his buttocks. Not badly hurt.

It was the first time that Yan Jiang suffered such serious injuries, so he managed to escape into the mountains and hid in a hidden, narrow and damp cave.

Regardless of the injury, His Majesty helped him retrieve the first-aid kit and applied medicine, but it lost too much blood and fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Yan Jiang went crazy.

I kept apologizing to it, made all promises, and only hoped that it would survive.

As it turns out, owls have a tough life.

Wild animals have a very strong ability to resist accidents, and Huahua found them in time, provided food, and finally survived that crisis.

Yan Jiang feels that he is also a person who has gone through the storm.

But the owl who is not well injured is very resistant to Huahua—it is weak and frightened by the tiger who brought the pheasant. It goes on a hunger strike and refuses to eat.

In desperation, Yan Jiang could only let Huahua sleep outside and not appear in front of His Majesty.

This kind of stress trauma lasted until returning to Qin.

Huahua can only follow him during the day and stay away at night.

Fortunately, His Majesty wakes up for so many hours every day, and Yan Jiang can keep hugging left and right all the time.

After recovering from his injury, he quietly returned to the pass. In the dark low-light environment, it was difficult for ordinary people with night blindness to see clearly. This was the biggest reason why he dared to attack at night.

After recovering the seeds and luggage, he continued on his way to India.

This time, none of the gates along the way made things difficult for him.

Cotton and sugar cane lie ahead, along with Uzisteel, the Mauryas and Ashoka.

Not long after he set foot on the land of the Indian dynasty, he received a sheepskin letter sent to him by Tiers, the current Emperor Theodotus II.

"You have to remember me." Said the letter.

His Majesty who was watching was very angry, and the letter paper was kicked into the fire.

"Don't be angry, baby, I only love you," Yan Jiang assured the narrow-minded him, "I just need to remember you."

His Majesty proudly let him hug him.

Yan Jiang smiled and kissed it.

Thoughts drifted uncontrollably.

That person, he must remember clearly.

After all, for a little while, he thought they were already friends...