The Myth of Daqin: The Soul of Yi Xiaochuan

After the Emperor's Fengshan ceremony at Mount Tai, he led his large convoy northwards and, after more than ten days of arduous marching, finally arrived at the foot of the majestic Hengshan Mountain.

Mount Heng towers into the clouds, shrouded in mist, resembling a fairyland. Standing at the foot of the mountain, Qin Shi Huang gazed up at this sacred and majestic peak, a surge of heroic emotion welling up in his heart. His gaze pierced through the clouds, as if he could see through the course of history stretching back thousands of years, and sense the majesty and glory of ancient emperors.

The convoy moved slowly along the winding mountain road, its wheels creaking as they rolled over the ground. Soldiers, weapons in hand and solemn expressions, stood guard on both sides, ensuring the Emperor's safety. The sound of their footsteps and the clatter of their horses' hooves echoed through the valley, as if announcing the Emperor's arrival to Mount Heng.

As the caravan progressed deeper into the mountains, the surrounding scenery became increasingly spectacular. Rolling hills, lush forests, gurgling streams, and birdsong filled the air. All of this filled the First Emperor with a sense of peace and tranquility, as if he had arrived in a secluded paradise.

When the convoy finally reached the summit of Hengshan Mountain, a magnificent temple appeared before their eyes. In front of the temple stood a vast plaza, filled with offerings and musical instruments. The First Emperor, clad in a magnificent dragon robe and crowned with imperial tassels, ascended the steps and entered the temple. Inside, the air was filled with the scent of incense and flickering candlelight, creating a solemn and dignified atmosphere.

The First Emperor, along with his ministers, knelt down reverently to express their respect and gratitude to the gods of heaven and earth. He prayed that the gods would bless the Qin Dynasty to be everlasting and that the people would live and work in peace and contentment.

Then he stood up and walked out of the temple, standing on the top of the mountain overlooking the beautiful scenery around him. The mountains were rolling, the clouds were swirling, and the sunlight was shining with golden light, making the whole world look like a poetic picture.

The First Emperor sighed, "Today I know there are such beautiful sights in this world."

Feng Jie stepped forward and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, all the beautiful scenery in the world belongs to you."

The First Emperor smiled slightly and said, "I longed to conquer the world, but I didn't know how beautiful it was. Seeing it today, I realize my responsibility is even greater."

Zhao Gao echoed, "Your Majesty is wise. This beautiful scenery of the world should be used by the Qin Dynasty and by Your Majesty."

The First Emperor nodded, then turned to look at Zhao Gao, a sly glint in his eyes. "My dear minister, you are absolutely right. However, if all the beauty in this world belongs to me, wouldn't it become my own selfish possession? Why not share this beauty with the people, so that they too can appreciate the charm of nature?"

Zhao Gao's heart was shaken, and he quickly bowed his head and replied, "Your Majesty is wise and cares about the people. This is truly a blessing for all of them."

The First Emperor laughed heartily and then ordered, "Pass on my order. Order the craftsmen to build a temporary palace here so that I can visit it in the future. At the same time, open Hengshan Mountain for the people to enjoy."

As soon as this order was issued, everyone praised it. The First Emperor not only wanted to conquer the world, but also wanted everyone in the world to feel his benevolence.

All the ministers shouted in unison: "Your Majesty is wise!"

The First Emperor looked at his ministers, his heart filled with confidence and determination. He knew that he had a heavy responsibility: he was responsible for the country and the people of the world.

The First Emperor was deeply moved. He realized the vastness and greatness of this land. As ruler of the world, he shouldered a heavy responsibility and mission. He resolved to use the Fengshan ceremony at Mount Tai and the sacrifice ceremony at Mount Heng as an opportunity to work harder to govern the country and bring prosperity and strength to the Qin Empire.

After staying in Hengshan for a few days, the First Emperor decided to continue his tour eastward.

Meanwhile, Zhang Liang's hatred for Qin Shi Huang had intensified since the failed assassination attempt at Bolingsha. He knew the consequences of his failed attempt would be dire, but he remained undaunted. To achieve his goal, he decided to resort to more radical means.

Zhang Liang then began to search for skilled, loyal and reliable assassins, spending all his money to find someone who could help him complete his mission.

After a lot of hard work, one day, Zhang Liang finally found a strong man and many assassins with strong martial arts skills. This strong man was tall and strong, with extraordinary martial arts and strength.

After the two met, Zhang Liang explained his plan and purpose in detail to the strongman. Moved by Zhang Liang's determination, the strongman expressed his willingness to cooperate with him. They then worked together to come up with a new assassination plan.

Next, Zhang Liang bought a huge iron ingot and invited the most famous local blacksmith to forge it into a giant hammer weighing 120 kilograms. This hammer was not only huge in size but also extremely strong, and could easily crush anything.

After the hammer was completed, Zhang Liang and the strongman began training in secret. They constantly honed their skills, trying to find the best way to work together. At the same time, they also closely monitored the whereabouts of the First Emperor, waiting for the right moment to strike.

Zhang Liang and the strongman hid on a hillside where the First Emperor must pass during his tour, waiting for his team to pass by. When the mighty parade team appeared in sight, Zhang Liang signaled the strongman to be ready. When the First Emperor's carriage approached, the strongman raised his hammer and smashed it with all his strength.

Zhang Liang and the strong man hid in a secluded place, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Emperor's parade. When they heard a commotion in the distance, they knew their chance had finally arrived.

As the parade drew near, the First Emperor sat in his magnificent chariot, looking majestic. Zhang Liang and the strongman exchanged glances and nodded in tacit agreement. The strongman, hoisting his massive hammer, charged toward the chariot like a god of war.

However, just as they were about to reach their goal, something unexpected happened. A sudden gust of wind kicked up a cloud of dust, blinding everyone's view. In the chaos, the strongman lost his bearings, and the hammer in his hand also missed its target.

To their surprise, the hammer hit the carriage next to them, which was surprisingly strong, and the hammer only made a dent. The frightened horses pulled the carriage into a gallop, and the scene suddenly fell into chaos.

Seeing the assassination attempt failed again, Zhang Liang sighed inwardly. However, he did not lose heart. He made a quick decision and quietly left, disappearing in the vast crowd.

The First Emperor was furious and ordered a city-wide search for the assassins. However, Zhang Liang and the strongman had already left the area, leaving only the strongman and a few assassins behind to fight the Qin army.

The Hercules was so powerful that no one could get close to him. He swung his sword, each strike carrying a sharp aura that made the Qin soldiers afraid to approach easily. His body was as hard as steel, and the Qin soldiers' swords and knives only left shallow marks on him.

"You assassin, how dare you attack His Majesty? Today is the day you die!" Meng Yi rode up on horseback, his eyes filled with anger and determination.

Seeing this, the strong man laughed out loud: "You ants, you also want to stop me?"

Meng Yi rushed towards the strongman, brandishing his spear. The strongman, seeing this, also rushed forward, brandishing his sword.

"Prepare to die!" Meng Yi shouted.

"Haha, come on!" The strongman was not to be outdone.

The two men's weapons intersected in the air, making a crisp sound of collision. Meng Yi was shocked by the strength of the strong man, but he did not retreat, but continued to attack the strong man.

After more than ten rounds of fierce fighting, Meng Yi finally found the weakness of the strongman. He stabbed the strongman in the chest with a spear. The strongman had no time to dodge and was pierced through the chest by Meng Yi's spear.

"Ah!" The strongman screamed and fell to the ground.

The strongman fell to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth. His eyes were filled with resentment and anger, but his body was unable to move.

Meng Yi looked at the body of the strongman and breathed a sigh of relief. He knew the battle was finally over. He turned his gaze to the remaining assassins, who had already been subdued by Li Ze and his men.

A moment later, the First Emperor also arrived at the scene. He looked at the strongman on the ground and said angrily: "These assassins are so bold!"

"Your Majesty, the assassins have confessed. These are the remnants of the six kingdoms, led by Zhang Liang, a descendant of the Korean nobility. They attempted to assassinate Your Majesty and undermine the stability of the Qin State." Li Ze said with a bow.

"Hmph, I will never let these remnants go!" said the First Emperor.

Afterwards, the First Emperor ordered the strongman's body to be brought back to Dongyuan as a warning to the world.