How can there be such a strong superpower?

After all, he was just a child, although the oppression brought by Ying Zheng was terrifying.

But it is the age of innocence and romance. Just now I was scared and panicked, and now I forget quickly.

soon.

The laughter began again.

Ying Zheng was walking in front, and when he heard the laughter coming from behind, he didn't look back and continued walking forward.

along the way.

He saw many things that he did not understand.

Or to be more precise...many things that were simply unimaginable in his time.

Towering buildings, vehicles coming and going, mobile phones that emit light, comfortable clothes, all kinds of food...

Food, clothing, housing and transportation.

No matter which aspect, he couldn't find even the slightest feeling of familiarity.

If we say, it was in the mausoleum not long ago.

He heard that more than two thousand years had passed in the world, and he just heard the words of a number.

So now, when he comes to the world again in person... he can truly feel the traces of more than two thousand years.

Two thousand years...

Think of this.

Ying Zheng suddenly lost interest.

He slowed down slightly, then remained silent, slowly looking towards the location of King Zhao's capital, took a step, and disappeared in an instant.

And everyone around them acted as if they had not seen this scene.

Even those who were observing him didn't seem to notice that the person they were looking at suddenly disappeared. They looked back and went about their own business.

at the same time.

Zhaowangcheng Ruins Park.

South Gate.

Ying Zheng appears again.

The so-called Zhao Wangcheng, the high-rise palace of the time, has long since disappeared in the long river of history. Likewise, only loess high-rises remain, and it is difficult to find traces of history.

just now.

This is just a city park with a historical bonus.

But for the First Emperor, this was the place he was most familiar with at the moment.

Because this is the best-preserved and largest royal capital site of the Warring States Period in China.

Compared to those high-rise buildings.

At least for the moment.

The First Emperor looked ahead and could recall the original layout of this ancient capital.

Of course, it is limited to thinking about the layout.

He walked forward calmly. There were no palaces or tigers in Zhaowang City. There were only old people walking, children playing... and tourists taking pictures.

It's almost autumn.

The leaves in the park turn red and yellow, contrasting with the ancient city walls and buildings, creating a unique historical atmosphere.

So many people are recording this early autumn scene with their cameras.

There are only smiling faces on their faces, and even if there is no smiling face, you can still feel how relaxed they are at this moment.

And further away, the city walls and the palace foundations in the city still stand tall.

Quietly telling the story and depth of this ancient site.

A sharp contrast to the surrounding tourists.

Ying Zheng looked at them, looking at the Zhao Wangcheng that had turned into dust, his expression was calm, but there was a trace of trance in his eyes again.

...four hundred thousand.

Bai Qi, the God of Killing, killed a total of 400,000 Zhao soldiers in the Battle of Changping.

Four hundred thousand is not a simple number. Hundreds of thousands of Zhao families lost their loved ones all of a sudden. It can be described as a blood feud.

And King Zhao of Qin was forty-eight years.

The First Emperor was born, not long after the Battle of Changping.

And he was just born.

The Battle of Handan broke out.

Bai Qi, the general of the Qin State and the God of Killing, wanted to use the remaining power of the victory of Changping to attack Handan, the capital of Zhao, and destroy the State of Zhao in one fell swoop. He pursued the victory all the way, captured Wu'an and Taiyuan of the State of Zhao, and approached Handan, the capital of the State of Zhao.

When the Qin army surrounded Handan, the angry Handan soldiers and civilians were ready to kill his father Yiren and him.

And in crisis.

Ying Yiren, his father, with the help of Lu Buwei, secretly escaped from Zhao and returned to Qin.

But in order to ensure the success of the alien's escape, Lu Buwei left Zhao Ji and Ying Zheng in Handan to hide their presence.

This year.

Ying Zheng was only three years old.

Abandoned by his father at the age of three, he was trapped in an enemy country where 400,000 soldiers were killed.

When Zhao became king, when the soldiers and people of Zhao learned that the foreigner had fled back to Qin, you can imagine how angry they were.

Ying Zheng's childhood... can be described as filled with blood and tears every step of the way.

At that time, the angry people of Zhao State might not have thought of it.

The little boy in Zhao Ji's arms, the little boy hiding in Tibet in the east of Zhao State, would eventually grow into the emperor of the ages who destroyed Zhao State - Qin Shihuang.

History has mocked everyone mercilessly.

And even more ruthlessly.

Emperor Qin Shihuang.

The founder of the Qin Dynasty was one emperor throughout the ages.

Born in the State of Zhao, raised in the State of Zhao... and finally died in the State of Zhao.

On Bingyin in the seventh month, the First Emperor collapsed on the sand dune platform.

Dune Platform.

It was King Wuling of Zhao who changed the Sand Dune Palace and implemented the "Hufu riding and shooting" Sand Dune.

And more than two thousand years later, the first stop of his awakening tour... was still the Kingdom of Zhao.

"..."

Ying Zheng looked at the ruins of King Zhao's capital, and the trance in his eyes quickly dissipated.

What is he thinking about at this moment?

No one knows.

Although as he appeared, many people in the ruins park began to look at him.

He walked on.

"... Speaking of which, I am a native of Zhao, and this is the capital of my Zhao people!"

"Who are you from the Zhao Kingdom? Why, I'm from the northeast, so I belong to the Yan Kingdom. Isn't it right that I don't belong to the same family as you?"

"No, blow your pussy, don't be impatient...don't raise your fists!"

"..."

Suddenly, the sound of a couple talking was heard.

When Ying Zheng heard the conversation between the two, he turned his head slightly and looked at the young couple.

not far away.

A girl raised her fists, looked at her boyfriend who was smiling, and said in a funny way: "People from the Zhao country, are you waiting for the First Emperor to come and destroy you? Idiot, just introduce the scenic spots when I introduce them, and the people of Handan will recognize Handan, and stick it on your face What’s Jin doing?”

"Hey, isn't this letting you feel the historical heritage of Handan?"

"The background behind the destruction of the country by the First Emperor?"

"Others who want to be destroyed don't have the qualifications to do so! Look at the subsequent regimes that settled here in Handan, such as Hou Zhao, Ran Wei, Qian Yan, Eastern Wei, and Northern Qi... I know that others may not know, the only one that is better It was Cao Wei, but Boss Cao was beaten to death, and in the end his name was changed in the household registration book...

To be honest, it is really not as good as Zhao Guo! By the way, speaking of... Qin Shihuang was also born here! So this is a veritable place of Longxing! Xiaoyan, marry me, and from now on our son can enjoy the same start as Qin Shihuang..."

"idiot!"

Facing this sudden offensive.

The girl immediately glared at the boy, turned away with a blushing face.

The boy foolishly chased after him and continued his offensive.

The two of them walked further and further apart.

Ying Zheng watched them go away and stopped completely at the same time.

Then he looked around.

Children love each other forever.

Laughing and playing around.

Peaceful and relaxing.

There is no unforgettable hatred, no reincarnation-like conquests and friendships.

Ordinary people can say words like Zhao State and the First Emperor in a joking manner when they are in the ruins of Zhaowang City.

Over two thousand years.

Those hatreds that have been engraved in my heart have long since disappeared, and they should have disappeared long ago.

Six Nations that year.

It has long since become dust.

China...has indeed been integrated and unified.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng slowly looked towards the remaining loess high platform in the distance.

How did you feel when you were hiding around and looking at this royal capital?

Did he have the desire to unify China at that moment?

Even the hatred of those Zhao people at that time.

He seemed to have forgotten all about it.

Because time has passed too long.

"..."

Ying Zheng slowly withdrew his gaze, and then glanced again at the couple who claimed to be from Zhao and Yan. Looking at the peaceful and leisurely tourists, a slight smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Then, he took a step forward and disappeared again.

Without a trace.

There is no longer the capital of Zhao Kingdom, nor the First Emperor.

old days.

Look no further.

Handan, on the street that Ying Zheng walked through just now.

The figure appears again.