Daqin: Stop pretending, your father, I am Qin Shihuang

"The boat at the ferry has been found, and the foothold along the way is also ready."

"The soldiers and horses in the pass are also ready."

It's a good thing he has a farm here, otherwise these preparations would not be so easy to make.

Zhao Lang looked at the return, and then exhaled slightly.

Even though he had prepared for so long, it was inevitable that he would be a little nervous when it really came to such a day.

This is a raid on Xianyang!

Let's fight the first emperor!

"Huh! I am Zhao Lang, the head of the peasant family! Bian Que the doctor! Mr. Juzi of the Mohist family! The Confucian lineage! The destroyer of the Yin-Yang family! The orthodoxy of the Zhao family of the Six Kingdoms! leader!"

"For the people of the world, for the sake of Daddy! For Uncle Zhao! For Uncle Li!"

"I can't avoid it!"

In his heart, he made some psychological hints to himself, Zhao Lang said to Xiao Liu at the side at this time,

"After dark, two thousand soldiers, only leather armor and daggers, and three days of dry food! The whole army set off!"

Rest places and food have been prepared along the way.

This dry food is just in case.

"Yes!"

At this time, Xiao Liu also left with a very serious expression and gave the order.

He knew that this time, Hangu Pass would inevitably suffer some casualties.

Although I don't know why His Majesty wants to do this, but he can only execute it at this time!

The young sergeants who had already prepared did not hesitate.

Most of them came from Zhao Lang's Zhuangzi, and joining the army was voluntary.

The military training was completely off-duty, and the days since entering Zhao Lang's army were the best days of his life.

There is no need to go hungry or cold, and the parents and relatives at home have already been taken care of.

No worries.

A true diehard!

Night fell.

Everyone put on their own warm leather armor, picked up their daggers, carried dry food on their backs, and quietly left the camp with their corporal leader.

Marching at night, even in Zhao Lang's previous life, was not such an easy task.

Not to mention, the distance from Wuguan to Hanguguan is not short!

It is not possible to arrive in a day or two.

If it wasn't for Zhao Lang's farmers to do scouting, guiding, and logistics along the way.

He didn't dare to fight like this.

Moreover, although Daqin has a population of nearly 2000 million, compared to his country, it can be called truly sparsely populated!

Thinking about the population in the previous life, there is probably a comparison.

Three days later, late at night, on the road from Wuguan to Hanguguan.

It should have been a quiet night.

At this time, there were waves of footsteps.

In the pitch-black night, at intervals, there is a faint fire that guides the direction.

From time to time someone is cheering,

"Hurry up, we will soon arrive at the resting Zhuangzi! Food and hot water have been prepared there!"

Of course, in this case, there are also people who accidentally fall.

But the people around him will pull him up in time.

Because the unit is Wu, everyone has a thin rope connecting their waists.

Even if it was lost, it would be lost with five people.

Sure to keep up with the peloton.

So, when everyone was watching Zhao Lang attack Wuguan, a team had quietly approached Hangu Pass.

A few days later, Hangu Pass.

The city walls of Hangu Pass are also guarded, but the number of people and the level of security are far less than those of Wuguan.

"General, there's nothing else going on here, go down and rest, we just watch here."

A civilian auxiliary soldier said to an ordinary Qin army at this time.

This Qin Jun is of course not a general, but a respectful title, it is to make others happy.

Qin Jun said with a smile at this time,

"You're a smart kid, I couldn't help but turn you from a civilian husband into an auxiliary soldier."

"Okay, it's going to be night soon, just come and watch."

"When the time comes, I'll give you more food."

The man immediately smiled and said,

"Thank you, General."

Qin Jun left satisfied. They are real soldiers, and it doesn't matter if the rough work of guarding is handed over to these people.

After Qin Jun left, the man's expression changed slightly, and he looked in the direction outside the pass.

It's time for the leader and the others to arrive.

At this time, in a Zhuangzi outside the pass, Zhao Lang said to the people around him with a straight face,