Saint Qin Batu

Such enemies are not even comparable to wild beasts.

"Buzz!"

In the center of the army formation, Wang Jian slowly drew out the saber from his waist.And the moment he drew his sword, Xuanwu, who was originally a little lazy, suddenly seemed to wake up from sleep.

"Roar!"

"attack!"

"Shh!"

Rows of long daggers glowing with cold light, like scythes of death, ruthlessly harvested the groups of Yangyue people who had no combat power amidst the sound of neat steps.

"Forgive me! Forgive me!" The leader of Yangyue, who hid at the end early, knelt down without the slightest hesitation under Xuanwu's gaze.

"I am a servant of God! I am a servant of God!" Chief Yang Yue shouted, pointing to the dark red armor on his chest.

Looking at the exquisite dark red armor on the chest of the leader of Yang Yue, these soldiers of the Qin army also hesitated for a while.

However, looking at the dark red words "Shadow Secret Guard" on the armor, the soldiers of the Qin Army did not dare to be careless, and directly sent the leader of Yang Yue to Wang Jian.

"Marshal, this man said that he is one of us." A captain knelt on one knee, and said with a hint of enthusiasm in respect.

The Qin army here were all once Wang Jian's personal soldiers. Now that they know that Wang Jian is not dead, they are naturally upset.

"Oh?" Wang Jian wiped his sword lightly, looked at the giant man in front of him in surprise and said, "Are you the leader of Yang Yue?"

"Exactly! Exactly!" Leader Yang Yue nodded fiercely.

"I followed the order of the lord to bring all the loyalists and priests here. I hope the lord spares my life!"

"Ha ha."

Although Wang Jian looked like a middle-aged man, his tone was still like that of an amiable elder, and he said gently: "Not only spare your life, my commander, but also ask His Majesty for a lord for you."

"Sure, really?" Chief Yang Yue said in disbelief.

"Of course, when the time comes, you will be able to live in Xianyang. There are huge houses and countless good fields! Oh, by the way, do you know Xianyang?"

"I know! I know! It's you Qin people, the largest and most prosperous place!" The eyes of leader Yang Yue had changed from fear at the beginning to fanaticism.

Once a person's faith collapses, those visible and tangible prosperity and wealth will immediately become the greatest comfort in their hearts.

"From today onwards, you are also from Qin. Your ancestors were also from Huaxia, weren't you?" Wang Jian said with a smile, not minding the filth on the leader's body, lifting him up with his own hands.

"Yes! I am from Qin! I am from Qin!"

"Since you are a member of Great Qin, should you serve His Majesty?"

"Of course! It's my honor to serve God!" Chief Yang Yue shouted.

Wang Jian, who was smiling all the time, didn't care about the name of the leader of Yangyue. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Lead the way, take your tribe, and explain your majesty's rule."

"Of order! Oh no, here!" the leader of Yangyue said happily.

Almost all the clansmen who were truly loyal to the priest died in this battle, and the rest were more or less related to him, and he was confident that he would completely win them over.

In fact, the war was easier than Wang Jian imagined.

When the army marched to Yangyue's main village, the priests who were still gods, gods and ghosts were trampled into flesh by a corner of the huge basalt, and the Yangyue people opened the gate of the village without even waiting for their original leader to surrender.

With the lessons learned from Yang Yue, it will be easier for Wu Yue and Han Yue, who are relatively weaker in the future.It's just done in the same way, and you don't even need to change it.

Surprisingly, the two leaders of Wuyue and Hanyue, under the persuasion of the leader of Yangyue, rebelled almost effortlessly.

Such a result, not to mention the leader Yang Yue, even Wang Jian was amazed.

In fact, for native Chinese like Wang Jian, kingship has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.The only thing that can really override the royal power is the ancestral hall.

However, all these are the source of the kingship, so the deterrence of the kingship has not been threatened in thousands of years.

On the contrary, Baiyue, the leader who is similar to the king, and the priest who holds the power of the gods, always have irreconcilable conflicts.

Especially when the tribe encountered a crisis, the theocracy showed signs of being shaken. Therefore, the priests of the three tribes were even more worried that the leader would seize the power that originally belonged to them.

Such contradictions finally got out of hand.

However, although the defeated Mitsukoshi was easily taken down, Wang Jian still adhered to the idea of ​​Yingzheng and did not continue to make progress easily.

A year has passed, without the interference of the Mitsuyue people, the speed of Lingqu has made extremely fast progress.And those Chinese immigrants who came to fill in also brought the first bumper harvest in the real sense after a year of hard work.

In order to deal with the survivors of Baiyue as soon as possible, Yingzheng began to use the identity of a god to order those Baiyue people who surrendered to the empire to grow their hair and clean their skin in different clothes.

Another year later, the construction of the Lingqu Canal was completed, and Minyue and Ouyue, which were originally south of Sanyue, were also included in the territory of the empire.At this time, the Qin army's rear was stable, food and grass were sufficient, and the final general offensive was within reach.

In October, when the weather was no longer so hot, the emperor's order from Xianyang finally fell on Wang Jian's table.

"Before next June, wipe out the Baiyue survivors!"

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422章 弑

The wind in August, mixed with waves of heat, came head-on.In just a moment, Fusu, who had just walked out of the tent, was drenched with sweat.

Lishan, which is only a few dozen miles away from Xianyang, is now undergoing major construction projects.But those who work here are not the civilian husbands who served in the service as imagined, but the pawns who are in the menopause.

These are not considered the backbone of the empire, but as long as the menopause comes, they will still need to join the army and participate in military service for several years.

"Master Gongshu, how long will it take for the emperor's mausoleum to be completed?" Fusu asked coldly, looking at the soldiers who were naked and full of enthusiasm.

"Hehe, don't worry, Your Highness, it will take less than two months." Gong Shuchou said with a low tone of smile while holding a paper map in his hand.

"When the emperor's mausoleum is completed, even an army of hundreds of thousands, there will be no return..."

"Master Gongshu! Be careful!"

Fu Su glanced lightly at Gong Shuchou, the warning in his eyes was beyond words.

"Here." Gongshuchou slightly curled up his thin body and lowered his head.

After stopping for a while, Fusu turned around and walked towards the carriage not far away.

"I still need to go back to the palace, and I will leave this place to the master."

"Your Highness, don't worry..."

"squeak, squeak, squeak"