The battle situation was self-evident.
Three days later.
A team of black armored guards outside Daliu County came to support.
At this moment, Daliu County was completely devoid of life. There were bloody scenes everywhere.
However, only the Black Water Bird Flag remained standing, stuck straight at the entrance of Daliu County.
"Young General, look." One of the black armored guards pointed at the flag and said,""It's the flag of Great Qin."
The young man who was addressed as Young General was the son of Great General Meng Tian, Meng Ya.
"Giddyup!"
Mengya whipped her horse and ran towards the flag.
He was stunned. This flag was planted on a mountain of corpses. Some of these corpses belonged to the Xiongnu, but most of them were black armored guards.
There was a bloody figure on the mountain of corpses, holding the flag tightly in his arms.
This person was Feather Husband.
From afar, Mengya could hear him muttering something.
"Phew."
He jumped off his horse and ran forward. He wanted to take Feather Husband down from the corpse mountain.
However, the feathered man was already delirious. His eyes were empty, and it was as if he had lost three of his souls and six of his spirits.
Mengya wanted to pull the flag out of his arms again, but the moment she reached out, she realized that the flag was tightly held in Feather Husband's arms. No matter how hard he tried, he could not pull it out.
Left with no choice, Mengya squatted down and patted Feather Husband's shoulder.""General, I am the son of General Meng Tian. I am here to assist you.”
However, Feather Husband didn't have any reaction. He was still muttering something.
Mengya pressed her ear closer and heard Feather Husband say,""Jiujiu Old Qin, go to the national disaster together. Jiujiu Old Qin, restore our rivers and mountains. We won't stop until the blood is drained!"
......
The First Emperor looked at the urgent letters from Meng Tian and Daliu County, and tears flowed out of his eyes.
The letter from Daliu County read:
Reporting to Your Majesty, Daliu has been invaded by the Xiongnu, and countless people have died. The 3,000 black armored guards guarding this place have only 1,000 people left after fighting to the death.
I hope Your Majesty is familiar with the situation of the war and sends more troops to guard the border areas.
The commander of the Black Armored Guards of Daliu County, Featherman.
What made the First Emperor most uncomfortable was the letter from Meng Tian.
Your Majesty, I received a request for reinforcements from the commander of the Daliu County Black Armor Guards. I sent my son Mengya to reinforce him, but I was still a step too late.
The three thousand black armored guards of Daliu County were completely annihilated. Not a single one of them escaped, and not a single one of them surrendered.
When my son arrived, the commander of the Black Armored Guards, Feather Husband, had sworn to protect Great Qin's flag, but he had been saved by my son.
Finally, he talked about the construction of the Great Wall.
"Boom!"
The First Emperor put down the silk letter in his hand and slammed it on the table.
"Xiongnu! Xiongnu again! One day, I will definitely tear the King of the Huns into pieces!”
In the Eldest Young Master's residence, Fu Su brought in a piece of paper that had just been made.
A few days ago, he had wanted to draw a painting, but he had found that Great Qin did not have paper, so he had bought Paper Making from the Prestige Shop.
For some reason, his prestige had been increasing recently, so he basically wouldn't open the system now because there was no need.
Even if he bought everything in the Prestige Store, it would still be enough.
Originally, he thought that making paper was hard to come by. He did not expect that after buying the Paper Making Technique, he would find that making paper was really simple.
As long as there were tree bark, waste hemp, rags, old fish nets and other raw materials, then with the methods of filing, boiling, soaking, pounding, and copying, using plant fibers, they could be made into paper.
Even though the paper was thin, it was light. During the Great Qin Dynasty, officials and nobles usually used silk to write things.
Those who had some money usually wrote on bamboo slips. Think about how heavy bamboo slips were.
The ancients said that the knowledge of a person was as much as five carts of bamboo slips.
This might seem like a lot, but it was not much when converted to paper. It was possible that the five carts of bamboo slips added up did not even have as much content as a few junior high school language books.
Even if they used bamboo slips, they would only be used by rich families. The general public did not care about reading at all, so they could only farm for the rest of their lives.
However, things were different now. With something as cheap and light as Xuan paper, not to mention the general public, even the poor could afford it.
These few days, Fu Su had also gone to every blacksmith shop to inspect. Basically, in another ten days to half a month, 5,000 sets of equipment could be forged.
It was just that the passers-by on the road were a little too enthusiastic towards him. Usually, when these commoners saw him, they would just bow from afar. This time, these people did not bow enough. They even ran to the carriage and took a few deep breaths.
Fu Su's head was filled with question marks.
What did this mean? It's fine if young girls smell me, but you guys want to smell me too?
The passers-by's response was to smell the immortal energy.
Fu Su was speechless.
However, Fu Su did not probe further. He thought that these people were like this because he was handsome.
Even the servants in Fu Su's mansion started to treat him with a mysterious look.
Fu Su had seen several servants holding his undergarments around their noses and taking deep breaths.
Good heavens, Fu Su called him good heavens.
Was this a pervert?
He even dragged Qiu Yu over and asked him a few times. Qiu Yu always said that they were absorbing immortal energy.
No, you can absorb immortal energy, but don't hold my pants and smell it! What kind of immortal aura was there if he hadn't even washed his face?
Fu Su asked Qiu Yu if he had smelled it before, and Qiu Yu ran out with his blushing face.
One look at Qiu Yu and one could tell that he had heard of Qiu Yu. Good heavens, Fu Su called him an expert.
This was a f * cking pervert.
However, Fu Su was also thinking about what was going on. How did everyone become like this?
Don't tell me these people think I'm an immortal?
Hmm?
No way, no way?
Thinking back to what he had done when he transmigrated, it seemed that he could not explain it without an immortal explaining it.
The ancients were superstitious. When these unbelievable things were stacked together, wouldn't they treat him as an immortal?
Fu Su slapped his thigh and jumped up.
Originally, he was still worried about the First Emperor's favorability towards him, but now, he was still worried about nothing.
The entire Xianyang regarded him as an immortal, so he could do whatever he wanted.
Who dares to ask? Don't ask, it's an immortal's decree.
Yes, it was decided.
No wonder the First Emperor would ask him if he could live forever from time to time. So he thought he was an immortal?
I didn't expect that I would lie in a panic and they would directly imagine that I was an immortal.
Awesome!
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