The four sides of the underground palace were surrounded by tall and thick city walls. They were tens of meters high, hundreds of steps from north to south, and thousands of meters from east to west.
The four walls of the underground palace were carved with exquisite colored patterns, which were almost all-inclusive, as if they had captured all living beings in one fell swoop.
The top of the underground palace was inlaid with dense luminous pearls. They emitted dazzling light and were arranged according to the stars in the sky.
One of the huge luminous pearls was as eye-catching as the sun, hanging in the east.
Opposite the Proud Sun Night-Luminescent Pearl was a half-moon-shaped Night-Luminescent Pearl, emitting a beautiful blue light.
Twelve giant golden men stood guard in all directions of the underground palace like eternal guards.
Beneath the feet of the golden man was a miniature mountain stone sculpture that was modeled after the mountains, rivers, and lakes of China.
Looking from afar, it was as if he could really see the Splendid Divine Mountain of the Divine Great Land.
The only flaw was that the rivers and lakes were dry, and there was no water flowing in them.
This was because the water here was not only for show. After the tomb was closed, they could kill anyone who dared to invade.
Ying Zheng led the group past the long front hall of the underground palace and came across another huge door.
However, the huge door here was not as simple as the front hall of the underground palace. It was two huge copper doors that were closed tightly.
There were carvings of thousands of soldiers and horses on the door. There were cavalry formations, bow formations, spear formations, and chariot formations.
They were like an invincible army, ready to face any enemy at any time.
Above the door, there were still three big words carved in small seal characters: Gate of Rebirth.
Ying Zheng looked at the door, his eyes revealing a scrutinizing look.
Zhao Xi once again came to the front of an eternal lamp in front of the door. He turned the lamp 90 degrees, and the sound of metal clashing rang out again.
The two huge bronze doors creaked and slowly opened.
A long stone path appeared in front of them. Looking down from the flickering lights, they could not see the end of the path.
It seemed to connect the three springs, hitting the Nine Serenities, bottomless.
Ying Zheng walked down the stone steps once again, slowly walking down.
On both sides of the stone steps were thick stone walls, carved with all kinds of different shapes, legendary divine beasts, auspicious beasts, and fierce beasts.
They bared their fangs and brandished their claws. They were carved so vividly that they seemed to want to tear everyone who entered into pieces.
After walking for a long time, Ying Zheng finally walked down the stone steps and arrived at another underground palace.
This underground palace was also extremely vast. Other than a huge eternal lamp that had yet to be lit, there were only densely packed armored soldiers who were in an orderly formation and holding long spears. They stood guard at the same place and did not move at all.
One of the chamberlains had never seen such a scene before. He was so frightened that his legs went weak and he directly sat on the ground.
Ying Zheng was sizing up these elite warriors of Great Qin who would protect him forever after his death.
The terracotta warriors here were completely copied from the Iron Eagle Guards of Xianyang Palace. Whether it was their spirit or craftsmanship, they were far more vivid than the terracotta warriors in the burial pits outside.
In the center of the ten-thousand terracotta soldiers was a lifelike chariot with six black horses. It was made according to his own specifications.
The four walls of the underground palace were filled with layers of rammed earth. To ensure that not a single drop of water could seep in, every layer of the rammed earth had to undergo strict tests.
Within 50 steps, if the arrows hit the wall, they would have to be pushed back until it was rebuilt.
A few meters thick rammed earth wall could be said to be invulnerable to fire and water.
After that, he wrapped it with a stone wall and sealed it completely, trying to achieve the effect of the golden soup.
Was he going to lie here quietly after nine years?
Ying Zheng showed a bitter smile, then walked forward again.
When they arrived at the inner palace gate, the construction was not completed yet, and the gate was not installed.
Looking at the nine-zhang tall giant Eternal Light Lamp in front of the door, Ying Zheng revealed a pensive look.
This lamp was made by the Great Qin Empire's General, Gongshu Mo. According to Gongshu Mo, this lamp could last for thousands of years and represented Great Qin's long history.
Those necromancers were all full of lies.
What happened to eternal brightness?
Why did my Great Qin perish in the second generation?
Why did he believe the bewitching words of these demon warriors?
Shaking his head slightly, Ying Zheng walked into the inner palace once again, which was also where he would be resting in the future.
Only a small part of the inner palace was excavated, and then the work stopped.
Walking into the inner palace, the space was not big. The walls on all sides were not piled up, only messy and uneven stone walls.
Xu Fu and the others were gathered in front of a huge wooden table. They were concentrating on fiddling with the powder, sulfur powder, and charcoal powder on the table.
"Ahem…"
Zhao Xi, who was standing behind Ying Zheng, noticed that no one had noticed the arrival of His Majesty, so he immediately coughed lightly.
Xu Fu and the others were slightly stunned. They looked in the direction of the voice and immediately saw the extremely dignified Emperor.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
Xu Fu and the dozen necromancers immediately cupped their hands and bowed.
"No need for formalities."
Ying Zheng was in a very good mood. Hearing that everyone had developed a very powerful black gunpowder, a faint smile hung on his face as he spoke in a calm voice.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Everyone hurriedly thanked him and then stood rooted to the ground.
Seeing the miserable looks of the crowd, Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes.
If it were not for the tight security here, where even a mosquito would find it hard to fly in, Ying Zheng would have thought that a group of refugees had barged in.
Xu Fu and the other necromancers had dirty faces, and their clothes were tattered. Many of their clothes even showed signs of being burnt.
"I heard that you have developed a powerful black gunpowder?”
Ying Zheng's eyes sparkled with a bright light, his heart burning with passion, but his expression remained calm.
Although there were countless weapons in his memory that were much more powerful than the black gunpowder, they were still things in his memory. With the current production capacity, they could not be produced. However, the black gunpowder in front of him was tangible. How could he not be excited?
With Great Qin's tight organization and the support of the gunpowder, they would be able to crush Great Qin in the future.
"Your Majesty, Xu Fu did not fail.”
Xu Fu cupped his hands and bowed. He used his dirty sleeves to wipe his face, but the more he wiped, the darker it became.
"How powerful is it?"
Ying Zheng walked over and looked at the various powders on the wooden table. The pungent smell did not make him feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he was very excited.
With Great Qin's current craftsmanship, as long as they had Our blueprints, they would be able to easily make all sorts of cannons.
Once they had cannons, they would be able to greatly reduce the casualties of Great Qin's elite soldiers, making it easy for them to attack cities.
Now that they had cannons, would they be far from blowing open the western world's gate?
How about letting these foreign pigs have a taste of the big ships and cannons?
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