My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?.

Chapter 1195 Isn't this a great integration of nations? Ten years of fighting to pacify the world, and millions of troops were slaughtered in the east!

November 5, the eighteenth year of the reign of Qin Shi Huang.

Ten miles east of Xianyang City.

More than 200,000 people from Xianyang and Chang'an gathered on both sides of the official road. Everyone's face was filled with deep joy, and they whispered to people around them, whether they knew them or not:
"My child wrote me a letter. He is still alive! Although his arm was broken, he survived. He also killed six enemies and earned a third-level merit. He doesn't have to worry about his life anymore!"

"Chang'an Jun defeated eight countries in this battle, which is truly a great victory unprecedented in history! It is a blessing for our Great Qin to have such a young man! Who would have thought that more than ten years ago, our Great Qin could only use Hangu Pass as a defense to retreat to Guanzhong, but now the whole world belongs to our Great Qin!"

"Chang'an Jun finally returned victorious! I wonder if the jade disk I presented to the court was a gift from heaven. If it was, I might even be able to leave my name in history!"

Yun Yang and other middle and low-level officials of the Qin Dynasty formed a human wall on both sides of the official road and walked back and forth among the crowd to prevent any chaos.

But if it were not their duty, these officials would also like to join the crowd and vent their joy and shock with the people of their country.

ten years!

Only ten years!

The Qin Dynasty not only fulfilled the will of previous kings to march east through Hangu Pass, but also swept across the world and even destroyed the surrounding barbarians such as Donghu, Xiongnu, Gaoyi, Zhenfan, etc.!

Who would have thought of this!
At the front of the crowd, the ministers of the Qin Dynasty surrounded Ying Zheng and stood on the official road, looking into the distance with him.

Finally, along with the rising sun, a brilliant golden light arrived along with the first snow of the eighteenth year of King Zheng of Qin.

"He's back! Chang'an Jun is back! Our army is back!"

Ying Zheng unconsciously took two steps forward, the fatigue in his eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by deep joy and anticipation, and at the same time he ordered in a deep voice: "Pass on my order!"

"Kai!"

"Congratulations to our Great Qin soldiers!"

"Dang~~~"

The melodious sound of the chime bells spread far away, and the musicians on both sides of the official road played the zither and strings together to play gorgeous music. Beautiful and tall dancers lined up in a three-mile long queue on both sides of the official road, dancing to the music.

Hearing the familiar music, Ying Chengjiao looked up, but he did not see the familiar city, but he saw the familiar ceremonial guard.

Without Ying Chengjiao realizing it at all, his face was already full of smiles.

"We're home!" Ying Chengjiao shouted excitedly, "Comrades, we're home!"

Almost all the Qin troops had followed Ying Chengjiao and moved thousands of miles away. A few Qin troops, including Peng Yue, even fought for 20,000 miles in this battle. After the battle, they only rested for a few days before setting out on the return journey, walking another 4,000 miles. All the Qin soldiers were exhausted and their formation was in disarray.

But Ying Chengjiao's cry was like a stimulant that pierced the veins of all the Qin soldiers.

Their home may not be near Xianyang City, but their king is just ahead, and their reward is in the king's hands!
They fought and marched across 20,000 miles, risking their lives to kill powerful enemies, all just for this little thrill!
The Qin soldiers all raised their heads, and the fatigue in their eyes was instantly swept away by excitement and excitement!

Seeing this, Ying Chengjiao nodded with satisfaction and shouted loudly: "Play Kaile!"

"Boom!"

The passionate and vigorous sound of the war drum, the main battle drum, surged towards the city of Xianyang, supported by the magnificent music, together composing a song of triumph.

Ying Chengjiao raised the long spear in his hand high, and the large banner behind him tilted forward with Ying Chengjiao's movements.

More than 60,000 Qin soldiers from various Tungus tribes struck shields with straight swords and shouted in unison in the Tungus language: "Wind!"

"Boom!"

More than 30,000 soldiers from the three kingdoms of Dai, Yan, and Zhao struck their shields with swords and shouted loudly in the heroic Yanzhao accent: "Wind!"

"Dong dong!"

More than 100,000 Qin soldiers who had gone to war with Ying Chengjiao smashed their spears on the ground and roared in local accents: "Big wind!"

"Boom!"

In the end, more than 200,000 victorious Qin soldiers shouted in Qinqiang: "Great Qin! Victory!"

The sound of weapons hitting each other is perfectly combined with the rhythm of war drums and chime bells, but the cry of the Qin Dynasty's charge is not only composed by Qinqiang.

Isn’t this a great national integration in another sense?

Wei Liao sighed: "I have been fighting for ten years to pacify the world, and I have slaughtered millions of soldiers in the east!"

"He killed people everywhere, yet he still had a kind heart, making the enemy king bow down and the barbarians surrender!"

"I never dreamed that one day I would hear soldiers shouting Qin Feng in Donghu language!"

"How lucky Qin is to have this young master!"

Lü Buwei watched Hulun, who was wearing a Qin helmet and armor and holding a Qin flag but looked like a Donghu, riding his horse towards him. He could not help but order his subordinates beside him, "Draw it! Draw this scene! Especially those Donghu generals, they must be drawn in great detail."

"I want to send this painting to the ancestral temple to offer sacrifices to the late king!"

How fresh!

Such an outrageous scene must be appreciated with strangers!

Weiyang Lord Ying Xi, who had long since resigned from all his official posts, took a big gulp of wine and murmured in a complicated voice: "Yi Ren! I am not inferior to you in the slightest!" "But my son is far inferior to your son!"

"How can a shameless person like you have such good sons, and two of them?"

Ying Zheng did not look at the surrendered Donghu generals, nor did he pay attention to the shouts in multiple languages. His eyes were fixed on Ying Chengjiao, watching him riding a white horse, dismounting in front of him, clasping his hands and shouting:
"The fake king of Dai coerces the people, calls himself the king of Dai, and colludes with the barbarians. Heaven and earth cannot tolerate this!"

"The Lord of Chang'an, Zongzheng, and Prince Chengjiao of the Great Qin followed the order of the Great King and led General Wu, General Jian, General Ben, General Duanhe and 1.3 million comrades to fight on November 10, the 17th year of the reign of Qin Wangzheng, to enforce justice on behalf of Heaven, to relieve the people's anxiety, and to eliminate the thieves and suppress the rebellion for the sake of Heaven and Earth!"

"On February 15th, destroy Zhao!"

"On April 10th, destroy Gaoyi! Destroy Zhenfan! Destroy Jizi!"

"On April 15th, the dynasty will be destroyed!"

"On June 7, destroy Yan!"

"On June 30th, destroy the Huns!"

"On August 29th, destroy Tunguska!"

"We captured the heads of the King of Dai, the King of Jizi, the King of Tungus and the King of Xin, the King of Xiongnu and the King of Xin, the King of Zhenfan, the six kings of Nanfan, the King of Yan, and the King of Gaoyi and the King of Zhao, who surrendered to Qin."

"Now, on the fifth day of the eleventh month of the eighteenth year of the reign of Qin, all the orders have been returned."

"Fortunately, I have fulfilled my destiny. I hope the king will be delighted!"

When they heard Ying Chengjiao shout out the results of the battle, the onlookers were all stunned and looked at each other.

Take less? !
In every previous major battle, killing thirteen enemy captains was a victory worthy of being recorded in history and causing national jubilation.

As a result, in this battle, thirteen of the king’s heads were chopped off?
Although Jizi and Zhenfan were small countries with few people, and the six kings of Nanfan were not even qualified to have their country names pronounced by Ying Chengjiao, they were kings after all!

The common people had already heard about Ying Chengjiao's great victory in this battle, but no one told them that the victory was so outrageous!
Ying Zheng suppressed his impulse and said in a deep voice: "I am very pleased!"

"Pass the widow's order!"

"We will set up camp on the spot during our triumphant return. I will have a feast with the soldiers of the Great Qin to celebrate!"

More than 200,000 Qin soldiers all bowed their hands and shouted: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Meng Wu and Wang Ben led the army to set up camp. Ying Zheng could no longer bear it and quickly stepped forward, grabbed Ying Chengjiao's arms with both hands, and asked worriedly: "My brother, are you injured?"

Ying Chengjiao laughed cheerfully and said, "I am leading an army of 1.3 million in this battle. Do I really need to lead the charge myself?"

"Don't worry, bro. I didn't even go to the front line during this battle!"

As he spoke, Ying Chengjiao opened his arms and allowed Ying Zheng to examine his body.

At this point, Ying Zheng relaxed a little: "That's good, as long as my brother is not hurt!"

But Ying Zheng still held on to Ying Chengjiao's arms and refused to let go, saying earnestly and distressedly: "My brother has been on an expedition to the border areas, fought hard for ten years, and finally conquered the world!"

"My dear brother, you have suffered!"

The king's younger brother had just come of age and had no offspring, yet he was forced to send troops to destroy Han.

Since that battle, the prince has rarely had time to rest.

At first, I had to order my younger brother to lead the army into battle for various reasons, but as my younger brother conquered enemy countries time and time again, he has become the first choice to lead the army in every major war.

I really can't bear to see my brother working so hard.

However, the Qin Dynasty was weak and internally empty. It seemed to have won battle after battle, but it could not withstand the slightest storm. Once it suffered a major defeat, it would take at least several years or even more than a dozen years to recover. As the victories accumulated, the interior of the Qin Dynasty became increasingly empty. If it suffered a major defeat, it might even destroy the country!
The prince's younger brother was clearly a child who liked traveling, fishing, and growing flowers. He was afraid of pain, greedy, and kind. However, he dedicated the ten years of his youth from the age of sixteen to twenty-six to the battlefield. His body was covered with scars, and he killed millions of lives with a long spear!

I am so heartbroken!

Ying Chengjiao didn't want the atmosphere of the long-parted reunion to be so sad, so he changed the subject and asked, "Where is your carriage? I am really tired after a long journey."

Ying Zheng hurriedly pulled Ying Chengjiao back and shouted, "General Zhao, drive the king here!"

Soon, Zhao Gao drove the five-horse carriage back. Before Ying Zheng could react, Ying Chengjiao had already gotten into the carriage as if he knew the way. He opened a drawer with his hand, took out a cold persimmon cake and put it into his mouth.

The sour, sweet and slightly sticky persimmon cake immediately stimulated Ying Chengjiao's taste buds as soon as he took a bite.

After finishing a persimmon cake in three bites, Ying Chengjiao collapsed on the couch and uttered a satisfied groan: "It feels so good!"

"Brother, you don't know, I have been craving this persimmon for a long time!"

Seeing Ying Chengjiao's unmannerly appearance, Ying Zheng smiled and shook his head, but did not scold Ying Chengjiao. Instead, he opened another drawer, took out the equally sour and sweet honey Changchu cake and handed it to Ying Chengjiao, while saying in a gentle voice: "Then eat more. There is not much else in my car, but there are as many cakes and dried persimmons as you can eat!"

Ying Chengjiao took the honey Changchu cake and stuffed it into Ying Zheng's hand: "Big brother, have some too."

What Ying Chengjiao wanted to share with Ying Zheng was not the roasted whole lamb from the northern frontier, but the free evening breeze.

What Ying Chengjiao missed was not the sour and sweet taste, but his anchor in this world!

(End of this chapter)