I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

"Your Majesty, I recommend Li Xin, Marquis of Longxi."

Hearing this, Su Jinyue, who had been listening to the noise, eyelids twitched and she put down the snack in her hand.

It was only after she arrived here that she learned that after Li Xin's failure in the attack on Chu, he was not abandoned, but continued to fight on the front lines. He even made great contributions in pacifying Yan and Qi, and was named Marquis of Longxi by his father to guard the border.

Compared to Zhao Tuo, who established his own regime and proclaimed himself King Wu of Nanyue, Li Xin is of course more trustworthy.

Su Jinyue raised her head and was about to speak, but her father had already spoken before her.

"The generals are still as brave as ever, which is very comforting to me. However, this is just a minor fight now, so let the younger ones go over and practice the troops."

After saying that, he turned his gaze to Fusu in the center of the hall. His eyes contained both the majesty of an emperor and some of a father's expectations for his son.

"Since you have made up your mind, I will grant your request. But you must remember that this trip is to quell the rebellion and to comfort the people. You must not kill innocent people indiscriminately." Ying Zheng's words were loud and clear, echoing in the empty hall.

Fusu's face was solemn. He took a step forward, knelt on one knee, and said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, rest assured. I will complete the task and will never let you down."

Ying Zheng nodded and continued to give orders: "Appoint you as the chief general, Tu Sui as the deputy general, and lead 300,000 troops to quell the rebellion."

At one command, the entire Daqin was activated instantly.

In the court, civil officials quickly immersed themselves in the intense dispatch work, messengers rushed out, and orders were transmitted from Xianyang City to the counties in all directions; in the warehouse, food and grass were continuously counted and loaded, and bags of grain were piled up like mountains; in the weapons workshop, the furnaces were blazing, and craftsmen worked day and night to forge sharp spears and tough bows and crossbows.

In a short period of time, a large number of troops, food and supplies were mobilized, generals were selected, and weapons were prepared. Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

Daqin Heavy Industry is indeed worthy of its reputation.

The young soldiers are eager to establish meritorious service.

All preparations were completed in one go, sweeping in with overwhelming force. Before others could react, 300,000 troops had already assembled in various places and were marching towards Baiyue in batches. Their efficiency was astonishing.

On the official road outside Xianyang City, 100,000 black-armored cavalry stretched for dozens of miles, with flags fluttering like clouds.

Fusu pulled the reins and looked back at the towering walls of Xianyang. The sunlight reflected a cold light on his bronze armor.

Two years ago, he was just a slightly gentle Confucian scholar. Now, time and hardships have made his face more resolute, his posture more upright, and he has the demeanor of a military commander.

"Young Master, it's time to set off." Tu Sui's voice came from behind.

This veteran, known for his iron-bloodedness, was wearing heavy armor, and a hideous scar on his left cheek was faintly visible in the morning light.

Three heavy swords were hung on the saddle bridge of his warhorse, each sharper than the last, and they were evolved from the weapons forged by the Qin Dynasty over the years.

Fusu withdrew his thoughts and his fingers unconsciously stroked the jade pendant at his waist.

It was a gift from my father before I left, and it was engraved with the four characters "As if I were here in person" in small seal script.

"Send the order to the three armies to march eighty miles a day and not disturb the people in villages when they come across them." He waved the command flag, and the red general's banner unfolded in the wind, revealing the black bird emblem.

The army surged towards the south like a black torrent.

The counties along the way had already prepared food and fodder, and every thirty miles there was a post station with fast horses delivering military intelligence.

Fusu noticed the newly made gears on the grain cart, and the bronze components clattering in the wooden box - this was the crossbow chariot improved by the disciples of Mohism, which was said to be able to fire twelve triangular arrows in succession.

Looking at these new chariots and armor, he couldn't help but think of Su Jinyue's legs.

Before leaving, the third sister still reminded him to keep an eye on Tu Sui and not to kill innocent people.

Ha ha……

The third sister is always so soft-hearted and kind.

Fusu thought secretly in his heart that he still had to act according to his father's will. At least on the surface, he had to fight a battle of equal strength.

The Qin army's march made a huge noise, and soon all parties got the news.

Yingchuan County, Yangxia County.

Ziying, who had been safely transferred here, was sitting on the porch with Mo Taijie, watching the sunset and chatting.

"Brother Duan, has he been away for a long time?"

"Heh..." Mo Taijie chuckled and did not answer. Instead, he talked about the affairs of Baiyue.

"Three hundred thousand Qin soldiers are marching towards Baiyue. Sir, do you wish to intervene?"

Hearing this, Ziying narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of hidden sharpness flashed across his eyes, and then he said tentatively, "Brother Duan has already gone there, so I think there is no need for us to cause trouble."

"Hahaha..." Mo Taijie laughed loudly, his slightly raised chin declaring his pride.

When Ziying saw this, how could he not understand?

Qin sent envoys south to search for seeds, and they always lived in harmony with the various tribes.

Such a rash and proactive provocation is unusual.

Now it seems that it is indeed related to them.

Ziying hid the darkness in his eyes and chuckled in response, "Mr. Jie has good tactics. Xike admires you!"

"No, no." Mo Taijie said politely, stroking his beard again and again.

Ziying took the teapot and filled a cup of hot tea for him, "Mr. Jie, please have some."

Mo Taijie picked up the teacup with satisfaction, brought it to his lips, and gently blew on the surface of the water.

The tea color is slightly yellow, and it creates waves in circles with the air flow.

While it was still warm, Mo Taijie took a sip and closed his eyes to savor the sweet aftertaste of the tea.

After a moment, he sighed, "Good tea!"

Tea roasting is a new trend and the demand exceeds the supply. Such high-quality tea cannot be bought with money alone.

Wei Xike's hidden power might be even greater than he thought.

The setting sun slowly sinks to the west. The sunset glow in late autumn is always particularly gorgeous and flamboyant, painted on the sky wantonly.

The afterglow shines on the golden fallen leaves, sparkling with tiny rays of light.

The two people under the porch, each with their own thoughts, were testing each other's cards.

After finishing half a pot of tea, Mo Taijie spoke again.

"Sir, who do you think will win this battle?"

Ziying extended his index finger and tapped the table lightly. "Although I don't want to admit it, the Qin soldiers are so brave that the Baiyue might not be able to fight them."

He spoke slowly, with a hint of sadness between his brows, as if he regretted that the Qin army was too invincible, preventing him from showing his strength.

Mo Taijie shook his head and pointed at the other party.

"Since you know you can't win, why do you still want to provoke?"

As soon as these words were spoken, they indeed attracted Ziying's puzzled gaze.

Mo Taijie pointed at the bows and arrows in the yard and said, "My lord, you know that the reason Meng Tian was able to conquer the northern land so quickly was, firstly, because of the divine thunder that struck the heart, and secondly, because the Qin army had new weapons."

Having said that, he retracted his fingers, slowly clenched his fist, and continued in a gloomy tone, "That weapon is sharp and durable. It doesn't seem like an ordinary thing. It actually has the power of a heavenly stone."

Upon hearing this, Ziying's heart was shocked.

Their target is actually Qin Dao?!?!