Time Travel: The First Female Imperial Teacher of the Qin Dynasty

Originally, Ashoka wanted to meet several other elders, but he was driven out before he could even open his mouth.

Standing at the temple gate, he clenched his teeth and looked at me coldly, "Damn baldy, I will make you go to hell in person!"

The feeling of frustration in his heart made him unable to suppress his anger.

……

Lin Anlan and Qin Shihuang sat opposite each other.

"Your Majesty, I think King Ashoka will definitely shrink the defense line and concentrate on defense."

Lin Anlan said in a deep voice: "We must try to avoid street fighting, as the losses will be too great."

Qin Shi Huang nodded, "So what do you think we should do?"

“Our biggest advantage is technology.”

"So he definitely wants to win this battle. When he is at a disadvantage in all aspects, the only way is to pile up human lives."

"So the best way is to make do with it, move the battlefield to Fahrenheit City, and use the explosiveness of gunpowder to deal a head-on blow to them."

Soon, everything was ready.

Qin Shihuang stood on the city wall, overlooking the soldiers below, his heart filled with pride.

These 1.4 million soldiers are his most elite troops, and each one has undergone rigorous training.

They are well-equipped and have high morale, and every one of them is a warrior of the Qin Dynasty.

"My fellow soldiers!" Qin Shi Huang shouted, "We are about to face a fierce battle. Are you afraid?"

"Not afraid!"

All the soldiers shouted in unison, their voices shaking the sky.

They are all warriors who crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. How could they be afraid of fighting?

"Very good!" Qin Shi Huang nodded with satisfaction. "I want you to remember that you are the warriors of the Qin Dynasty. Behind you is the glory of the Qin Dynasty!"

"You must fight bravely like your ancestors and strive for the glory of the Qin Dynasty!"

"Strive for the glory of Daqin!"

All the soldiers were excited and eager to fight.

They are eager to fight, eager to drink blood, and eager to fight for the glory of Daqin!

Qin Shi Huang waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"

……

Fahrenheit City.

Ashoka sat in the palace, worried.

He had already received news that the Qin army had already set out.

He knew that the most critical moment had arrived.

Ashoka stood up and walked to the city wall.

He looked into the distance, where the Qin army was about to arrive.

Ashoka took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

He silently prayed in his heart: "I hope my Magpie Kingdom can survive this disaster."

……

This time, Meng Tian, ​​Zhang Han and Prince Fusu led a million-strong army, with Han Xin in charge of the air force and Li Xin in charge of the artillery, and began to march towards Dingfeng City.

The army's lineup is luxurious, and any of its generals can stand on their own.

Lin Anlan stood on the chariot, holding the drawings sent from Xianyang City in his hands, his face full of amazement.

She was amazed by Gongsun Ce's talent.

This is simply genius!

Ying Zheng and Meng Yi were also on the chariot, discussing future plans.

Meng Yi's face was full of anticipation, "I wonder when I can go to heaven."

"Old Meng, it's very simple. It won't take long to accomplish."

Lin Anlan shook his head casually and glanced to both sides.

Unlike the Central Plains, there is basically only one kind of tree here, and that is the Bodhi tree.

The trunk is as hard as a dragon, and every leaf is crystal clear.

What is striking is that every time you move forward a certain distance, you can see a Buddhist temple, which is spread all over the land.

In just two days, we saw as many as a thousand Buddhist temples.

And every time this happened, Ying Zheng would send soldiers to uproot them.

Lin Anlan humbly asked, "Brother Zheng, is there any mystery in this?"

"Girl, you should have heard about Dayu's casting of the Nine Cauldrons, right?"

Ying Zheng smiled and pulled Lin Anlan to sit on the chariot.

Meng Yi brought two jars of wine and left tactfully. He knew that there were some things he shouldn't listen to.

Lin Anlan nodded without saying anything, but his brows furrowed.

How is this relevant?

I have a feeling that what Ying Zheng is going to say next might be some big secret.

She opened her mouth subconsciously, "Brother Zheng, if it's inconvenient to say it, forget it."

"It's okay, but there are very few records about this, so no one in later generations knows about it."

Ying Zheng waved his hand and continued.

"You should also know that I will withdraw my troops and forge a golden man."

"There are dragon veins in this world."

"Yu cast the Nine Cauldrons. In fact, he was suppressing the dragon veins of the Nine Provinces."

"I cast twelve bronze men to suppress the dragon vein of my Great Qin."

Ying Zheng spoke nonchalantly, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

But it sounded different to Lin Anlan's ears, like a bolt of thunder exploding out of nowhere.

"what!"

She looked up suddenly, shock flashed in her pupils, and she couldn't believe it.

For her, this was a completely new field of knowledge that she had never encountered before.

Lin Anlan suddenly remembered that someone in later generations had said that dragon veins were spread all over the Central Plains, which was why China had a long history and survived all kinds of hardships.

But the reason why it is desolate is because the dragon veins were destroyed in 'those' wars.

"Yes, just as you thought, the most important thing in war is to cut off the dragon vein."

"If my guess is correct, the Buddhist sect has ambitions to build temples and plant bodhi trees throughout the land in order to nourish the dragon energy."

"It took more than two thousand years of development for it to become so prosperous that it is difficult to completely erase it."

After the voice fell, Ying Zheng looked in the direction of Lin Anlan with an extremely deep gaze.

Only emperors and generals would know when there was a smile on his face; ordinary people would never know it.

Lin Anlan was silent. She didn't expect that the legend of the past was actually true.

Soil is the flesh and blood of the dragon vein, stone is the dragon's bones, and grass and trees are the dragon's skin.

Suddenly, it seemed as if she saw a magnificent painting unfolding before her.

But when she thought about it, she understood.

Otherwise, how could our Central Plains have been passed down for thousands of years?

Thinking of this, Lin Anlan's eyes gradually turned cold. How could Buddhism spread faith? It was clearly growing on the blood and bones of the people of the Central Plains.

And those damn invaders clearly want to dig out the roots of our Central Plains!

"It's a pity that I didn't know the world was so big, otherwise I would have conquered it."

"This war is bound to happen, and it's either you die or I die."

"When you presented the world map to me, I sent Black Ice Station to conduct an investigation."

"Whether it's the territory of the fighting nation or the Magpie Kingdom, there are very few dragon veins."

"So once they know about the Central Plains, they will definitely start a war. The only thing we can do is to completely destroy it and become the true overlord."

Ying Zheng slowly stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked into the distance with a serious look.

His heart was filled with fighting spirit, and he wished he could conquer the world right now.

If you use all the dragon veins in the world to nourish the Central Plains, you will definitely reap unimaginable rewards.