Year 210.
After the six kings, the four seas are one.
From then on, the world belonged to Qin!
Qinling Mountains, Mount Li.
The mountain was winding and the trees were lush.
However, no one knew that in the belly of the mountain where the pine and cypress trees were green and the green bamboo stretched out.
There was actually a grand underground imperial tomb hidden.
The underground imperial mausoleum covered an area of a hundred miles, and the passages inside were complicated.
There were countless hidden weapons and mechanisms.
At this moment, in the main tomb.
The luminous pearls embedded in the wall emitted a gentle glow.
A young man in a brocade robe sat quietly in the white jade coffin with his eyes closed.
He was handsome, but his face was sickly pale.
In such a strange atmosphere, he had a unique temperament.
"Ding! Sign in successful!"
"Obtained Lu Bu's corpse!"
Hmm?
Lu Bu's corpse?
The young man slowly opened his eyes, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.
This time, he had actually obtained the corpse of the peerless general, Lu Bu.
This way, as long as he refined it a little, he would have another fierce general under his command.
The young man was called Ying Changye.
He had transmigrated to Great Qin 20 years ago.
He became the eldest son of the First Emperor, Ying Zheng.
It was rumored that it was born in the Yin year, Yin month, and Yin sun.
On the day of his birth, in Xianyang City, tens of thousands of demons howled and hundreds of ghosts walked at night.
And win the long night born not to cry, and afraid of the sun.
He was slandered as an unlucky person by people with ill intentions, saying that he would certainly bring disaster to the Great Qin Dynasty.
When he was seven years old, the Yin-Yang School deduced that he was born with an extreme Yin body that was not tolerated by heaven and earth.
It had signs of early death and could only be extended in places with dense Yin Qi.
Ying Zheng loved his son dearly. On one hand, he arranged for his eldest son to enter the Imperial Mausoleum, and on the other hand, he sent people to seek out doctors and medicines.
However, later on, as the doctors and saints declared that they were powerless, and as the little princes were born, the world was filled with chaos.
Qin Shihuang's attention on Ying Changye gradually decreased until he stopped visiting him.
Great Qin did not know much about this Eldest Young Master.
He thought that he had already died in the Imperial Tombs.
Of course, as a transmigrator, Ying Changye naturally wouldn't have such a short life.
The year they entered the Imperial Mausoleum, the golden finger had arrived and successfully fused with Wei WuXian, the patriarch of the Yiling Mountains.
He had obtained Ghost General Wen Ning and the Supreme Ghost Dao technique.
From then on, he cultivated the Ghost Dao, made puppets, drew talismans, refined corpse soldiers...
It had been thirteen years.
Ying Changye had refined a million ghost puppets and placed them in the Imperial Mausoleum.
After signing Bai Qi's corpse, he created Asura Bai Qi and commanded the Imperial Mausoleum's soldiers.
He signed Han Fei's corpse, created Han Fei, and took control of Quicksand.
......
From then on, Ying Changye had two identities.
One was the forgotten Eldest Young Master of Great Qin.
The second was the Yiling Lord, who controlled countless spirits and had infiltrated Great Qin!
"Phew!" Ying Changye let out a breath of turbid air.
He slowly stopped his cultivation and revealed a happy expression.
"Not bad, I'm still one step away from the fifth cycle.”
"According to the cultivation technique, after the fifth transformation, I can no longer be afraid of sunlight.”
"When the time comes,"
After being confined in the Imperial Mausoleum for so many years, he finally saw the hope of seeing the light of day again.
"Clang! Clang!"
The stone door of the tomb was knocked.
Ying Changye raised his eyebrows slightly, and his face regained its calmness.
"Come in!"
The stone door was pushed open.
The person who entered was a woman with a voluptuous figure.
She was dressed in purple and had a natural charm on her face.
It was Purple Dress, a member of Quicksand.
At this moment, Purple Dress's expression was extremely solemn as she bowed her head slightly towards Ying Changye and respectfully said.
"Young Master, there's news from the Northern Borderline."
"The Xiongnu people marched south on a large scale. Wherever they passed, not a single blade of grass grew."
"The people of the four northern cities have been slaughtered by the Xiongnu. No one survived…"
"Xiongnu?"
Hearing this, Ying Changye's expression turned cold.
"He should be killed!" he said coldly.
A sharp aura gushed out, and the temperature of the entire tomb chamber dropped a little.
Purple Dress couldn't help but shiver.
"Young Master, please give the order. Everyone in Quicksand will go through fire and water!”
Ying Changye waved his hand." Quicksand doesn't need to interfere in this matter. You may leave."”
"This…"
"Yes, Purple Dress will take her leave!"
Purple Dress hesitated for a moment before bowing and leaving the tomb.
The tomb fell into a brief silence.
After a long while, Ying Changye finally spoke,"Wen Ning!"”
A gentle and elegant voice came from the dark."Young Master, Wen Ning is here."
"Pass down my order. Have Baiqi lead the 100,000 Iron Pagoda north today…"
......
One day later, on the official road outside Xianyang City.
A fast horse approached from afar, stirring up dust along the way.
The soldiers on horseback were already thirsty and their lips were cracked.
However, when he approached the city gate, he still shouted with all his might,"Move aside!"
" Urgent intelligence report from 800 miles away in the Northern Borderline!"
Hearing this, the city guards who were about to intercept him narrowed their eyes and hurriedly made way for him.
As he watched the travel-worn man and horse enter the city, he muttered,"Eight hundred li…'I'm afraid…' Something big is going to happen!"
Outside Xianyang Palace.
The warhorse had finally completed its mission. It neighed and fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth.
The soldier struggled to get up from the ground and handed over the information in his hand."The northern border is in danger. Quickly report to His Majesty…"
After saying that, he rolled his eyes and fainted.
Qilin Palace.
Dressed in a black and golden dragon robe, Ying Zheng was discussing the state affairs with Prime Minister Li Si.
"Report!"
"Your Majesty, urgent intelligence from the Northern Borderline!”
A golden-armored guard stumbled into the Qilin Palace.
Hearing this, Ying Zheng's face changed, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.
Meanwhile, Li Si's face was solemn as he took the report from the guard and handed it to Ying Zheng respectfully.
Ying Zheng's eyes darkened as he shook his head slightly,""Read it out!"
"Phew!" Li Si took a deep breath and opened the bloodstained report.
"The Xiongnu marched south and conquered several cities in the north.”
"Tens of thousands of Qin citizens were slaughtered, and nine out of ten houses were empty.”
"The four cities of the northern border have become a ghost's territory…"
The more Li Si read, the more frightened he became. In the end, he simply knelt down.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Take care of your dragon body!"
Ying Zheng's chest heaved up and down, and he laughed out of anger,""Calm down?"
"Tens of thousands of people were slaughtered. How do you want me to appease my anger?”
Li Si prostrated on the ground, his entire body trembling.
"Clang!"
Ying Zheng pulled out the sword that belonged to the emperor, his face as cold as frost.""In the time it takes an incense stick to burn, the court session will begin."
"If anyone is late, behead them!"
The news spread.
The civil and military officials of the Great Qin Empire gathered in the Imperial Court.
The civil officials led by Li Si and Meng Yi were on the left, while the generals led by Meng Tian and Wang Jian were on the right.
Everyone did not know why they had been urgently summoned, and when they saw the Emperor's unfriendly expression on the dragon throne, they felt uneasy.
Ying Zheng sat on the dragon throne, both hands holding the sword of the Son of Heaven.
His tiger eyes swept across the officials below.
Their eyes were like lightning, and no one dared to look at them.
Wherever his gaze met, the ministers knelt down in fear.
After a long while, Ying Zheng opened his mouth.
"Everyone!"
"If an enemy invades our Great Qin territory, what should we do?”
The hearts of all the officials shook as they shouted in unison,""Destroy them!"
Ying Zheng nodded and asked,"
"If an enemy invades our Great Qin City, what should we do?”
"Destroy them!"
"Then what if the enemy kills the people of Great Qin?”
" Destroy them!!!"
Three questions and three answers echoed in the Qilin Palace.
"Very good!"
Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction, then put on a serious face and said,""Meng Tian!"
"I'm here." Meng Tian stepped forward.
"I order you to lead 300,000 troops to attack the Xiongnu.”
"Destroy their race, destroy their species, and cut off their roots!”
"This subject obeys the decree!"
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