Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

Qin Chuan muttered to himself, his fingers unconsciously tapping on the window frame.

Sunlight fell on his sharply defined profile, casting a shadow of deep thought.

How to deal with "Consort Li," who was unexpectedly swept into his life by the tide of history, became another problem that he needed to carefully plan after the battlefield.

Chapter 53 The True Great Achievement, Xiaomeng in His Childhood

Gongsun Li was placed in the secluded Lanzhi Courtyard in the mansion. Qin Chuan did not deliberately neglect her, but he also did not get close to her.

He only instructed his servants to treat him as a guest minister, ensuring he had no worries about food and clothing, and that he also had limited freedom of movement.

The women in the manor—Chi Lian, who is intelligent; Yan Fei, who is insightful; Xue Nu, who is aloof; and Yan Ling Ji, who seems unconventional but is actually perceptive—all tacitly avoid provoking this new "troublemaker."

After her initial fear and wariness, Gongsun Li realized that Qin Chuan was indeed not interested in her. Although the atmosphere in the mansion was complicated, it was not a dangerous place. Only then did her tense nerves relax a little.

But the sorrow between his brows and his longing for someone far away could not be shaken off.

In Qin Chuan's eyes, this little incident was far less important than the impending monstrous wave.

The rear hall of Zhangtai Palace was filled with an atmosphere that was both solemn and uplifting.

The lingering effects of the fall of the Zhao state were still felt, and the eyes of the Qin rulers and ministers were already firmly locked on their next target—the Wei state—like those of hawks.

The high-ranking officials gathered in the palace to discuss the grand plan to attack Wei.

Qin Chuan did not participate in the court discussions, but the decisions made in the palace were all marked by the strategic influence of his formulation.

Ying Zheng's voice was resolute, carrying the air of conquering the land, as his gaze swept over the assembled ministers:

"In your opinion, who is suitable to lead this battle?"

"We, your humble servants, recommend Prince Ying Chuan!"

Almost in unison, senior officials such as Li Si, Wei Liao, and Han Fei, along with veteran generals such as Wang Jian and Meng Wu, all bowed and presented their memorials.

Qin Chuan's display of military genius on the Zhao battlefield has completely won over everyone.

With him in command, the campaign against Wei will be as swift and decisive as crushing dry leaves.

A satisfied smile curved Ying Zheng's lips:

"Excellent! I had the same thought! Summon Prince Chuan to the palace immediately!"

Soon, Qin Chuan arrived as ordered.

Ying Zheng dismissed his attendants, leaving only the two brothers.

"The Wei Kingdom's city of Daliang is fortified and its moats are deep, unlike the Zhao Kingdom. However, with my brother Chuan here, I have no worries."

Ying Zheng personally poured Qin Chuan a cup of tea, his tone filled with absolute trust.

Qin Chuan accepted the teacup, not declining the position of commander-in-chief, but then changed the subject: "Brother Zheng, I am willing to go to this battle. However, I would like to bring a few people with me."

"Oh? Who?"

"Wang Ben, Li Xin, Meng Tian, ​​Zhang Han."

Qin Chuan named several young people.

Ying Zheng was somewhat surprised:

"Wang Ben is Wang Jian's son, and he is brave and fierce; Li Xin is sharp and imposing; Meng Tian is calm and composed; Zhang Han... is quite meticulous. They are all outstanding among the younger generation. Brother Chuan, what do you intend to do...?"

“To train them.” Qin Chuan spoke frankly, his gaze profound. “Generals like Wang Jian and Meng Wu are pillars of the nation, but they too will grow old. The future of Great Qin lies in expanding its territory, pacifying the four directions, and even…”

He paused, his tone carrying a sense of vastness that transcended time, "After unifying the six kingdoms, there is still a wider world to roam, and we need these young, spirited, and infinitely potential generals to conquer it."

Ying Zheng was startled: "Brother Chuan, do you mean... to pacify the Xiongnu and recover the Ordos region?"

Qin Chuan shook his head slightly, put down his teacup, and traced a mysterious path in the air with his fingertips.

The Yin-Yang magic flowed silently, and specks of starlight gathered and expanded before the two, eventually forming a world map that was far larger, clearer, and more awe-inspiring than any map at hand!

The land of the Seven Kingdoms occupies only a small corner of the eastern part of the map. Vast, boundless grasslands, towering snow-capped mountains, expansive deserts, endless rainforests, surging oceans, and further west, vast stretches of land marked with unfamiliar names: Persia, India, Rome…

"The mere Xiongnu are nothing but a minor ailment. Brother Zheng, this is the true world! The lands of the Seven Kingdoms are but a corner of this vast world!"

Qin Chuan's voice, like a resounding bell, struck Ying Zheng's heart:

"To bring all that the sun and moon shine upon, and all that rivers flow into, into the territory of Great Qin; to standardize cart axles, writing, and ethics! To let the black dragon flag of Great Qin fly over every corner of the world! This is... a truly great undertaking!"

Ying Zheng's pupils suddenly contracted, and his breathing stopped.

He stared intently at the floating map, his heart churning with turmoil.

He boasted of his great talent and ambition, aiming to conquer the six kingdoms and become an emperor for all time.

However, at this moment, the scroll that Qin Chuan unfolded for him completely overturned his understanding, instantly igniting and expanding his ambition to an unprecedented height!

An indescribable excitement and ambition surged within Ying Zheng's chest like magma.

He looked at the map, then at his unfathomable younger brother, his eyes blazing with intense light.

"Excellent! What a truly great undertaking!"

Ying Zheng suddenly stood up, his voice trembling slightly with excitement:

"Brother Chuan! We are of one mind! I will surely sweep across the land and lay the foundation for this great cause that encompasses the world! In my lifetime, I will make the iron cavalry of my Great Qin trample over every inch of this land!"

"Your Majesty, I am willing to expand the territory of Great Qin and suppress all evil!"

Qin Chuan also stood up, his gaze as firm as iron.

At this moment, a grand vision that transcends the conflicts of the six states reached a consensus in the hearts of the two brothers, becoming the most magnificent footnote to the future of the Qin Empire.

Banners fluttered in the wind, and war drums thundered.

Qin Chuan was in command, Wang Ben was the vanguard, and young generals such as Li Xin, Meng Tian, ​​and Zhang Han each led an army. Three hundred thousand elite Qin soldiers surged out of Hangu Pass like a black torrent, heading straight for Wei territory.

This time, Qin Chuan did not personally lead the charge on the front lines as he had done during the campaign against Zhao.

He commanded from the central command, strategizing and delegating all authority over specific tasks such as attacking cities and capturing strongholds, and annihilating the enemy in field battles to Wang Ben, Li Xin, and others.

His command tent was more like a mobile military academy.

"Wang Ben, water has no fixed shape, and military tactics are unpredictable. Diverting the waters of the Honggou Canal to flood Daliang and breach its defenses is a brilliant strategy, but it requires precise calculation of the water volume and the dikes, and more importantly, it necessitates the provision of flood discharge channels to avoid excessive harm to innocent civilians!"

"Li Xin, your spirit is commendable, but you are an isolated force deep in enemy territory and need support. The scouting network must be kept tight, and you must not be greedy for quick success and advance recklessly!"

"Meng Tian, ​​the key to breaking through the enemy's formation lies in the coordination between infantry and cavalry. The heavily armored troops are arrayed like mountains, while the cavalry moves like the wind. Timing is crucial; a slight error can lead to disastrous consequences!"

"Zhang Han, military intelligence gathering, logistical support, and the elimination of remaining enemy forces are all crucial to the overall situation. You must ensure that no detail is overlooked!"

Qin Chuan's guidance was often incisive and to the point, enabling these exceptionally talented young generals to grow rapidly in actual combat.

Each of their victories was accompanied by a deeper understanding of military strategy and a greater reverence for Qin Chuan.

What is even more commendable is Qin Chuan's strict requirements for military discipline.

His Qin army did not commit any offenses wherever they went.

Anyone who dares to plunder the people's property shall be executed!

Anyone who commits adultery with a woman shall be beheaded!

Those who destroy farmland or ancestral temples will be severely punished!

This stands in stark contrast to the practices of previous feudal armies and even some former Qin soldiers.

However, the defeated soldiers of Wei, in their fear and despair, completely lost their humanity.

They dared not confront the Qin army, but instead turned their swords against their own people, burning, killing, looting, raping, and slaughtering, committing all sorts of atrocities. Wherever they went, there was devastation and the cries of despair shook the heavens.

Upon hearing the news, Qin Chuan was furious.

"Wang Ben and Li Xin, accelerate the siege! Meng Tian and Zhang Han, I will personally lead the Iron Eagle Elite to pursue the fleeing troops! Any Wei soldiers who commit evil deeds, regardless of rank, shall be executed on the spot as a warning to others! Protect the people along the way!"

Qin Chuan's voice was icy cold, filled with thunderous rage.

He personally led an elite cavalry force, sweeping through the heart of Wei like a whirlwind, to pursue and wipe out those deranged and insane defeated soldiers.

Horse hooves trampled the scorched earth, and the swords pointed at the execution of the scoundrels who had harmed their compatriots.

One day, the army pursued the routed soldiers to a remote mountain village on the border of the Wei Kingdom.

The village has been reduced to ruins, thick smoke billows, and the air is filled with the smell of blood and burning.

Under the old locust tree at the village entrance, the corpses of villagers lay scattered about, a gruesome sight.

Qin Chuan reined in his horse, his face ashen.

Just as he was about to order the cleanup of the battlefield and the burial of the dead, his keen senses caught a faint sob.

He dismounted at the sound, parted a pile of charred thatch and broken wood, and found a small figure huddled up in the corner of a half-collapsed cellar entrance.

It was a little girl.

She looked no more than six or seven years old, dressed in rags, covered in mud and blood.

What is most striking is her unusual head of pure white hair, as white as snow.

Her little face was dirty, and her large, icy blue eyes were filled with extreme fear and despair. Tears streamed down her face silently, and her body trembled uncontrollably from the cold and fear.

She was tightly embracing the already cold and stiff corpse of a woman, who seemed to be her mother.

The little girl's eyes were empty and numb, unresponsive to the shouts of battle and the sound of horses' hooves around her, as if the whole world had collapsed, leaving only boundless darkness.

Looking at the little girl with white hair and blue eyes, trembling in despair, Qin Chuan's heartstrings were suddenly plucked.

This pitiful and helpless appearance instantly overlapped with the image of Yelü Zhiwu as a child in the world of Bad Guys.

A strong feeling of compassion welled up in my heart.

He waved for his guards to step back, then slowly crouched down, softening his voice as much as possible, and used his inner strength to gently send his voice into the little girl's ears:

"Don't be afraid, child. The bad guys have been driven away."

The little girl's body trembled violently, and her icy blue eyes turned slightly, focusing on Qin Chuan for the first time.

In those eyes, there was fear, confusion, and a faint, desperate desire to live.

Qin Chuan did not approach rashly, but instead took off his black cloak and gently covered the little girl's cold, trembling body.

A warm feeling enveloped her.

Just then, Qin Chuan had a slight thought and connected with the imprint in his sea of ​​consciousness.