I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Inside the Epang Palace.

Prince Su learned everything from Li Yueliang.

He held the edict left by Ying Lou in both hands and looked at it quietly.

He seemed a little dazed.

There was a hint of struggle in his eyes.

But soon, these uneasy factors were replaced by a sense of determination.

"I ascend the throne today and become the Second Emperor of the Qin Dynasty."

It only took half a day.

Crown Prince Su acted arbitrarily and despite the objections of all ministers, he took Ying Lou's will and succeeded to the throne as emperor.

Became the Second Emperor of Qin.

The form of enthronement is simple.

Even the ancestor worship was not held.

And after he became emperor.

The first thing Qin II "Su" did was to send military orders to the front line and hand over all the command of the army to Meng Tian.

He also instructed: "Please, generals, protect the people of the Central Plains. If the country is destroyed, you will die with you!"

the second one.

He ordered Li Si to reorganize officials in various counties and prefectures to ensure that there would be no unrest within the Qin Dynasty.

After all, everyone knows that the immortals have arrived.

The future is also unclear.

The soldiers are guarding the border, and there must not be any problems in the country.

As for the third one.

It was a secret decree to Su Quji, promoting him to the commander-in-chief of the Black Ice Platform.

Let some of them secretly monitor everyone in the palace.

Another part led the few troops near Xianyang City to several important counties.

For the nobles who had evil intentions, they would be killed to serve as a warning to others.

When Ying Lou was alive, naturally no one dared to act rashly.

But now Ying Lou is missing, and it won’t be long before the news of the death of the First Emperor of Qin spreads throughout the Qin Dynasty.

Let’s not talk about whether the noble families who had been obedient under the power of Emperor Ying Lou before would have rebellious thoughts at this time.

Just in this palace.

There are more than two or three people who are eager to make moves and have only ambitions.

And on the other side is the Qin border.

Ten days later.

Xuanwu, one of the leaders of the Filthy Immortals, was the first to fall.

Before he died, Xiang Yu pierced his body with a spear.

But Xiang Yu himself was also seriously injured, fell to the ground and fainted, his life was in danger.

Li Cunxiao was unable to hold on alone and was in a desperate situation.

But here's the surprise.

Li Mu, who had never appeared, turned out to be the first person in the entire Qin Dynasty to attain enlightenment and become an immortal.

It was also the first time that military spirit and the great way were completely integrated into one.

After becoming an immortal, Li Mu did not quietly withdraw from the battlefield.

To enjoy a lifespan of at least several thousand years.

Instead, he chose to die together with Jiuying and Jiao Demon King.

Before his death, he saved Xiang Yu from the brink of death at the cost of detonating three flowers and leaving no trace of his body.

Eleventh day.

Bai Macuo, who is in his seventies, is physically exhausted.

Buried at Luo Luo's mouth.

There are only 100,000 troops left under his command.

The two old generals Meng Wu and Wang Jian knew that their time was running out.

In order to leave more bloodlines for the Qin Dynasty.

Choose to let the fighting spirit burn the flesh and bones and break through the limits of the body.

At the cost of his body exploding, he killed ten thousand Kunpengs with his sword.

Stopped before the national gate.

The remaining army of the Qin Dynasty is 3.45 million.

Twelfth.

Xiang Yu returned after recovering from his serious injuries.

And Shi Meiyu shattered.

Li Cunxiao forced He Luo to the point of serious injury.

Then cut it down.

Number of Qin troops: more than 2.9 million.

The 13th.

Because of the plague that raged at Hangu Pass that year, it almost destroyed the entire Central Plains.

So Meng Tian had been dragging his feet until now before he dared to use Queqiao Tian.

finally.

The partridge sky shattered.

The plague bells are ringing.

Half of the sky's filthy immortals were infected by the virus.

The strength is greatly reduced.

It also bought the surviving soldiers a moment of respite.

fourteenth.

Li Shiwu and Li Yueliang joined the battle.

One million and three hundred thousand soldiers, General Tiance.

Nine thunders, eternal peace.

The power of the sky, the essence of the filling stars, the five remnants, the six thieves, the prison man, the great Ben, the shining star, and the dismissed.

With just two people, they forced the filthy fairies in the sky to retreat five hundred miles away.

And this day.

It was also the day with the least casualties for the Qin army, only less than 200,000.

The fifteenth day.

Some filthy immortals who were about to die or be beheaded chose to detonate their bodies in the crowd under Xiangliu's orders.

The rumbling sound of explosions lasted for a whole day and night.

A huge basin was blasted out on the border of the Qin Dynasty.

The number of casualties reached over one million.

Zi'an's half body was burnt to a crisp.

He fell into a coma and temporarily left the battlefield.

Was transported back to Xianyang.

Meng Yi and Wang Ben disappeared in the explosion.

Life and death do not know.

The sixteenth day.

Mu Xuanzi attained enlightenment and stepped into the realm of immortals.

Above the critical level of semi-immortal.

There were also no less than ten people from the Xuan Camp who entered the semi-immortal realm.

Nearly a hundred people completed the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head.

The Ten Thunders Dharma forms the Nine Heavens Response to the Origin of Thunder and the Universal Transformation of Heavenly Venerable Formation.

As soon as the people of Xuan Camp stepped into this long-desired realm, they chose to practice the Great Burning Dao.

In an instant.

Thunder is universal.

He has a black unicorn under his crotch and holds a lightning whip in his hand.

With his own strength, he reduced 80% of Kunpeng and Luo Luo to ashes.

However, the price was that all the soldiers in the Xuan Camp died and were wiped out from the Three Realms.

The seventeenth day.

The brothers died in battle one after another.

This made Li Xin and Meng Tian go crazy.

The two men led the remaining 900,000 troops and crossed the border with the determination to die.

Killed the enemy.

The bloody smell permeated every inch of the air on the battlefield, and the pungent smell was nauseating.

On the battlefield.

The Qin soldiers fell one after another.

Their blood flowed and gathered into rivers of blood.

The figures who once fought side by side have now turned into cold corpses.

Scattered everywhere in a haphazard manner.

The battle lasted from early morning until sunset.

The weapon in his hand was chopped until the blade was bent.

Changed one handle after another.

Of the 900,000-strong army, only less than 400,000 remained.

Li Xin's arms were broken, and blood was still gushing out from the broken arms.

His hair was tangled behind his head.

Stuck together.

The teeth were stained red with blood and a few pieces of meat hanging from them.

Meng Tian's abdomen and left eye were pierced, and he lay on the horse's back, dying.

Even Li Shiwu and Li Yueliang.

They were all exhausted and lay on the ground gasping for breath.

but.

On the battlefield at this time.

Only Xiangliu, Zhuyin, Duyan, Wuchang, Sansang and Yuqiang, the twenty-four kings of the North Sea immortals, were left.

The rest of the filthy immortals were all chopped down by the sharp blade of Daqin.

The eighteenth day.

All those who were still alive focused their attention on one place.

these days.

In the life-and-death battle, Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao constantly broke through the limits of their military morale.

Neither of them chose to take the path to becoming an immortal.

Didn't even think about it.

I didn't even try it.

Heart as solid as a rock.

Each has its own pride.

Overlord Xiang Yu.

Li Cunxiao, one of the Thirteen Guardians.

The two of them tried to kill the filthy fairy of the North Sea with the utmost strength of mortals.

"Yuzi, do you feel it?"

Li Cunxiao asked Xiang Yu while holding the broken Broken Phoenix Halberd.

"I'm still a little bit away. If I take one more step, I can surpass you and Jin Chan."

Xiang Yu stared straight ahead.

With a flick of his hand, he threw the building into the depths of the Central Plains.

"Okay, I will consider this a tie with you. Whoever kills the most of these twenty-four guys will be the final winner."

Say it.

Li Cunxiao took the first step.

With his mortal body, he rushed towards Xiangliu and other twenty-four filthy immortals.

With a posture that shook the heavens and upended the earth, he just punched out with two fists.

The battlefield was moved back a thousand miles.

"Humph, do you think you can defeat me just because you're one step ahead of me?"

Xiang Yu followed closely behind, condensing his military spirit into a silver Overlord spear.

A sweeping blow.

It's another thousand miles.

One million, two million, three million, four million
At this time, the fighting spirit of the two had reached an unparalleled level.

The morale of the soldiers reached an unprecedented level.

My body isn't what it used to be.

One has double pupils and black lines stretching all the way to the sky.

One is as strong as a mountain and as red as the sun.

Instead, he was the same as usual, with only a nine-foot tall body and human flesh and bones.

But even so.

Only half a quarter of an hour had passed.

The twenty-four filthy fairies were covered in wounds and retreated step by step.

It didn't stop until it retreated to the edge of the North Sea.

"Damn it, do you really think that the filthy immortals like me have only this much strength?"

Zhu Yin was furious, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"One-Eye, do what you have to do, and I will avenge you."

Say it.

Zhu Yin turned around and swallowed the one-eyed creature next to him into his mouth and chewed it.

The same is true for Xiangliu, Yuqiang, Sansang and others.

He swallowed all of his fellow creatures, whose bodies were weak and nearly dead, into his mouth.

in a blink.

Of the twenty-four filthy fairies, only twelve were left.

Although he still does not have the three flowers and five qi, he cannot reach the highest level of immortals.

But he relied on the black water of Youdu behind him and the corpses of his own kind inside his body.

It is infinitely close to its past peak.

This day.

On the North Sea.

I saw.

The turbid waves are cleared.

Black water rolled up the sky.

The two strongest mortals in the world, they set every inch of bone, every piece of flesh, and every drop of blood on fire.

Arrogant and unique.

The military morale was raised to a level that has never been surpassed.

The battle started suddenly.

But it only took three days to finish.

The twelve filthy fairies.

None survived.

The remains sank into the black seabed.

And two blurry figures stood on the mountain of Youdu.

"several?"

"twelve!"

"Haha, it's a draw again. This general is not happy!"

Done.

Li Cunxiao died.

A long crack spread from his left waist to his right shoulder.

Split the body in two.

The lower half of the body remained standing, while the upper half fell into the raging sea.

And Xiang Yu on the side.

His body was covered with the fangs of the filthy immortals.

among them.

One inserted into the heart.

Two are inserted into the eye sockets.

"Huh, I win."

He snorted coldly.

One second later than Li Cunxiao.

Xiang Yu died.

The Qin Dynasty ultimately won the war at a tragic cost.

Countless generals died in the battle.

Among them were Li Mu, Wang Jian, Meng Wu, Bai Ma Cuo, Mu Xuanzi, Meng Yi, and Wang Ben.
There is also the one and only Xiang Yu.

And Li Cunxiao, the best general in the world.

Of the seven million Qin men, only four hundred thousand returned to their homeland.

Everyone was silent and said nothing all the way.

The brutality of this battle is unprecedented.

The cost is too heavy.

Return to Xianyang City.

"Su" brought his ministers and went out to greet him personally.

Although I had already expected it in my heart.

But when the team slowly came into view.

Everyone couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

Eyes red.

The once mighty Qin cavalry now looks so desolate.

What kind of war must this be for this to happen?

The streets were lined with people.

But there was no cheering like after the victory.

Even the flowers prepared in advance looked pale.

The 400,000 returning soldiers were like souls crawling out of the underworld.

They staggered, and every step seemed to be stepping on thorns.

The ground of Xianyang City was trampled with loud clattering sounds.

The tattered armor was covered with layers of dried blood and dirt.

The admiration in the children's eyes had long been replaced by fear and sadness.

The old men and women turned away silently.

His shoulders trembled slightly as he tried to suppress the grief in his heart.

As for the men, most of them went to the battlefield and never came back.

now.

The entire Qin Dynasty seemed to be shrouded in gloom.

It takes a long time to dissipate.

It's so heavy that it's scary.

Day two.

"Su" routinely gave out rewards without any stinginess.

It is still in the Martyrs' Shrine in the city.

The Ying clan pays the highest respect to the dead heroes of the Great Qin.

Day three.

When the sun just went down.

A voice saying "Born in the Central Plains, die in Fengdu" echoed eerily throughout the world.

suddenly.

I saw the gates of hell open and water flowing from the underworld.

The evil soldiers are passing through the border, bringing with them a menacing evil spirit.

Fengdu reappears in the Central Plains.

The chains that hook souls, dig up graves, and are cold and merciless.

All the bodies of those who died in this war were dragged into the underworld.

And it's not just the mortals who died in battle.

The same goes for the corpses of Jiufang Heavenly Palace and the Filthy Immortal.

Until the hour of Mao.

The underworld disappeared in the rising sun.

early morning.

Su was very angry, but there was nothing he could do.

It's not just the underworld that appears.

There are also unrests in various places.

The Qin Dynasty today is not the Qin Dynasty during the Ying Lou period.

Since the death of Emperor Qin Shi Huangdi and Su succeeded to the throne as Qin II, the world has been in turmoil.

Even if there is a Black Ice Platform suppressing everywhere.

But it is becoming increasingly difficult to cope with.

After all, the death of Emperor Qin Shi Huang Ying Lou was enough for those ambitious people to show their fangs again regardless of the consequences.

The first year of the reign of Qin II, at the end.

It snowed heavily.

The temperature in the entire Central Plains dropped to freezing point.

Even in the south, the mountains are blocked by heavy snow.

Chill to the bone.

There is no national destiny.

The whole country is powerless.

The first year of Qin II.

After enduring four months of heavy snow.

The people finally managed to grow crops.

But then the sun came scorching hot, burning the earth.

The scorching sun hangs high in the sky, with no sign of stopping.

This drought lasted for a full six months.

The rivers throughout Daqin dried up and the wells dried up.

The crops gradually withered under the scorching sun.

Throughout the year, many places had no harvest.

Even if "Su" opened the Qin granary to solve the urgent problem.

But because of excessive consumption before.

But it can only be a drop in the bucket.

The end of the year.

The epidemic began to spread.

The sick people had fever all over their bodies, vomited and had diarrhea, and were in great pain.

They were already weak, and most of them could not last more than ten days.

For a while.

There were starving people everywhere and the land was filled with grief.

Daqin fell into an abyss of despair.

The third year of the reign of Qin II.

Faced with these successive famines, the people of Daqin suffered terribly.

They were displaced, without enough food or clothes.

Many people had to leave their homes and embark on the road of escape, hoping to find a glimmer of hope elsewhere.

And the national strength of the Qin Dynasty.

It was also consumed in these years of famine.

Shaky.

It seemed like it could collapse at any time. (End of this chapter)