Xianyang City.
In the Imperial Palace.
At this moment, all the officials were present.
The First Emperor, Ying Zheng, was sitting on the throne, and all the ministers had their heads lowered.
The atmosphere was heavy, as if a storm was about to come.
Some time ago, Great Qin's 500,000 soldiers had attacked the Bai Yue and suffered repeated setbacks. Their commander Tu Sui had been killed, and the 500,000 soldiers had been defeated.
A crushing defeat.
Qin Shihuang's expression did not look good for a day.
The daily court meetings made them tremble with fear. In addition, there was nothing important recently, so they did not dare to attend.
At this time, he would bring some trivial matters to the imperial court.
They were afraid that Qin Shihuang would be in a bad mood and suddenly pull them out to kill them.
These days, only a few ministers had reported to the court, and they were even scolded for being incompetent.
The others understood and pretended to be mute every time they went to court.
Unless Qin Shihuang took the initiative to ask questions, no one dared to take the initiative to ask for scolding.
The main reason for their defeat in the Battle of the Bai Yue was not the death of Tu Sui.
The Qin army had strict discipline and clear hierarchy. Even if their commander was killed, they could still fight.
The main reason was that the frontlines were too long, and the logistics could not keep up. In addition, Great Qin's soldiers were not used to the climate in the south.
Prime Minister Li Si saw that the First Emperor was in a bad mood, and the ministers were trembling.
He knew that today's court meeting could not continue again.
When the First Emperor saw the trembling ministers below, he was even more dissatisfied and gave Zhao Gao a look.
Zhao Gao immediately nodded and prepared to announce the retreat.
"If there's anything, report it. If there's nothing,"
Zhao Gao had only spoken halfway when a courier quickly ran to the front of the hall.
He handed over the battle report with both hands.
"Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from the front line.”
The moment these words came out, the entire court was shocked.
Emergency reports were usually sent when something big happened. Could it be something big?
The Bai Yue had just been defeated. Could it be that the remaining troops under Zhao Tuo's command had encountered another problem?
Just thinking about it made their hearts turn cold.
Ying Zheng's expression changed slightly when he heard the urgent report.
He gave Zhao Gao a look.
Zhao Gao understood what he meant. He picked up the report and carefully handed it to the First Emperor.
The First Emperor's face was gloomy. He took the report and was shocked when he saw it.
Because this wasn't a battle report from the Bai Yue.
Right now, the only enemies around Great Qin were the Yue in the south, the Xiongnu in the north, and the Dayue in the west.
If it wasn't the battle report from the Land of Baiyue, then it was very likely that something had gone wrong in the other two places.
He hurriedly opened the battle report.
"Hahahahaha!"
The First Emperor's inexplicable laughter frightened the ministers.
"Good! Good! Good!"
The First Emperor called out three times in a row, which showed that he was in a good mood.
The ministers heaved a sigh of relief and looked at the First Emperor curiously.
They were all very curious about what could have made the First Emperor temporarily forget about the defeat of the Bai Yue.
"Young Master Qi Ye has successfully taken down the Mohist City of Traps.”
The First Emperor casually recounted the battle report.
The ministers did not know the specific contents of the letter.
However, he had heard the gist of it.
What came back was actually good news.
Seventh Young Master Ying Qiye had really taken down the Mo Family City?
This was too unbelievable.
Young Master Qiye had only left Xianyang for a short while, and he only brought Zhang Han with him.
Great Qin had been attacking for so long, but they had not been able to take it down. Now that Ying Qiye had gone, the Mohist City of Traps had been destroyed.
The ministers were all shocked, and they were all curious about how Ying Qiye had broken through the city.
However, it was obviously not the time to pay attention to this.
Those who had some insight all went forward to congratulate Qin Shihuang. Qin Shihuang's happy face was probably for the rest of their lives.
He had only seen her a few times.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty. The heavens have blessed Great Qin.”
"Seventh Young Master's strategy is outstanding, he can take on a great responsibility.”
The ministers congratulated him.
No matter how nice the words sounded, the flattery continued.
Ying Zheng was also very pleased.
……
Mohist City of Traps.
Ying Qiye was dressed in a black robe, his long hair draped over his shoulders as he chanted again.
The black fog that covered the sky reappeared.
All the dead sword-shield soldiers had gathered under the altar.
Zhang Han and Wang Bing stood at the side, quietly watching Ying Qiye cast the spell.
The dead sword-shield soldiers turned into black fog and disappeared into the sky.
No matter how many times they saw it, Zhang Han and the others could not help but be shocked.
When the dead sword-shield soldiers completely disappeared, the black fog in the sky slowly dispersed.
"General Wang, let's return to Xianyang.”
Hearing Ying Qiye's order, Wang Bing finally recovered from his shock.
"Yes!"
"Move out!"
Wang Bing shouted at the Qin army.
"Wind! Wind! Gale!"
The Qin army shouted as they advanced towards Xianyang City.
Ying Qiye looked at the slowly moving army and couldn't help but feel excited.
These were Great Qin's elites, and he felt proud that Great Qin had such an army.
"Young Master, let's go too."
Zhang Han whispered to Ying Qiye.
Ying Qiye walked to the side of the carriage and turned to look at the Mohist City of Traps.
This place would be the starting point for Ying Qiye's rise.
……
On a nameless mountain a hundred miles away from the Mohist City of Traps.
The remaining members of the Mo family hid the Azure Dragon again.
"Thank you for your help, Senior Xiaoyao Zi.”
"In the future, as long as there's anything that the Mo family needs, as long as you send a message, the entire Mo family will go through fire and water without hesitation.
”
Gao Jianli's face was pale. It was obvious that his injuries had not fully recovered. He cupped his fists and bowed to Xiaoyao Zi.
Everyone from the Mo Family immediately followed Gao Jianli and bowed.
"Everyone, there's no need to be like this. After killing Qin Wudao, everyone should be more united. For the sake of the world, everyone still needs to work hard.
。”
Xiaoyao Zi stroked his beard and chuckled.
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