Ying Wuming withdrew his halberd and swept across the broadsword saint. In his horrified eyes, he cut him in half and blood rained down.
One of the Baiqu Martial Saints died.
Ying Wuming looked indifferently at the Bronze Hammer Saint who was dragging his broken leg towards him. Euphorbia opens the sky.
With one blow, the man was split into two halves. The halberd fell to the ground, and even the city wall covered with formations had numerous cracks, and rubble fell.
Baiqu Martial Saint has lost another person.
At this moment, the top masters of the Qin army had already rushed to the city wall to fight against the other two saints.
The general was majestic, and the Qin army became more and more violent. At this moment, they were already swarming up the city wall, and the close-quarters fighting finally began.
However, at this moment, no soldiers dared to approach Ying Wuming. His invincibility and dominance shocked all enemy troops.
Ying Wuming watched with indifferent eyes as a general walked toward him step by step with a long sword in hand.
This was Baiqu's last resister, General Chen Kun, and he was also the only bloody general who led his army to resist until the end in this battle to destroy the country.
At this moment, he was covered in blood, with only one arm left, but his eyes were still firm.
"Chen Kun, died for his country today..."
His tragedy could not move the young god of murder in any way.
He didn't even say a word.
The big halberd was chopped down directly. Chen Kun laughed wildly and exploded into blood mist.
The general is dead, but Ying Wuming has no intention of stopping. His whole body is like a dark demon, and his halberd is like a dragon reaping lives.
All the Qin troops have understood that the general's intention is very clear, he will not surrender!
So, it was a massacre.
This kind of massacre has continued since the beginning of the war. That young villain, Tu, seemed like the real God of Death, Gao Qi, was coming in person and would annihilate them all in battle.
Holding the sword inlaid with pearls and jade, King Baiqu's face was completely pale. He watched helplessly as the tall god of death approached step by step. He wanted to kneel down and surrender, but he had completely lost the ability to control his body. A stream of water The stains were scattered all over the ground along the royal robe.
The God of Death didn't even look at him, he just passed by him, leaving him standing there blankly.
The killing finally ended, and all the resisters were slaughtered. On top of the city, Meng Yi looked up to the sky and laughed, raising his arms and shouting.
Eight Bears inserted several arrows into his body, and as he roared, Wan Sheng's wild shouts broke out among the Qin army, and the sound shook the sky.
The violent battlefield finally calmed down in the dusk.
Meng Yi looked at the remaining 80,000 Baiqu Army who were helpless and looked at the general.
Ying Wuming stood at the top of the city and just said the second word of this battle - slaughter!
Behind him, the sunset glows red, like a sea of blood...
The empress stood in the huge arsenal at the moment, looking at the countless strong men sweating profusely, looking at the rolling machinery, looking at the red iron flow, as if she was also seeing a sea of blood.
Lishan Twelve Square, this was the last place she saw. His eyes sparkled.
"So, this is Lishan now, a war fortress."
The one who spoke was Shu Yu, the official in charge of the Ministry of Industry.
Accompanying the empress were not only Jiang Fan but also the leaders of the six departments.
The empress nodded. Although her face was as calm as a lake, her heart was also extremely shocked. Twelve Workshops broke all her previous understanding of workshops.
The efficient management model, the shocking scale, and the terrifying production efficiency are all subversive.
Therefore, it is not wrong at all to say that this is a war fortress.
But at this moment, she understood better that, as Jiang Fan said, the fortress of Lishan was not only a war fortress for military industry, but also a war fortress for commerce, and even more importantly, a war fortress for ideology.
In layman's terms, it's weapons, money, and ideas.
This is the ultimate weapon. With these three things, within a few years, Great Qin will surely reach an era of unprecedented strength, and true unification of the world will follow.
The empress was a little stunned. She had never thought that this day was so close and seemed to be within reach.
And these were all brought by the fisherman next to him.
Even though she was like this, she suddenly felt extremely unreal.
That lazy fisherman by the Canglan River actually created such a shocking feat out of thin air in just two years.
Although Lishan is still very rough, and the construction progress is only 30%, it is still far from the blueprint that Jiang Fan wants to realize. According to Jiang Fan's first five-year plan, what will Lishan be like in three years' time? What kind of Lishan would that be?
She couldn't even fully imagine it, but she knew that he would do it, and that he was the only one in the world who could do it. Lishan in the future will surely subvert the world.
The empress suddenly felt infinite expectations.
However, in this expectation, she developed an infinite curiosity. At that time, she thought she could hold back her curiosity.
Where did he come from? What kind of place can create such an incomparable miraculous young genius? It has never been heard of under the sky since ancient times.
On this first day, the empress only completed the visit to the Twelve Squares. She had not yet had time to visit Lidu, nor the academy, nor had she experienced the management of the six departments. However, the grain that she cared about the most, she obviously wanted to put it last.
But this first day had already shocked her enough. Everything Jiang Fan said before was unfolding in front of her, which was more thrilling than she imagined.
The ultimate weapons that would be equipped with the Qin cavalry in the future, and the peerless products that would sweep the world's wealth, made her clearly feel for the first time that the future was truly promising.
"In my plan, starting from next year, cement will be fully used in the infrastructure construction of Daqin. In particular, the Daqin Road will connect all directions, which will at least triple the transportation speed."
In the garden of the palace, Jiang Fan said with burning eyes while grilling skewers.
"Three times the speed? Not only that, once the cement road is paved, it can be increased by at least five times."
The one who spoke was not the empress, but Zhang Zaifu who walked in slowly from outside.
The empress stood up and nodded slightly: "My lord."
Zhang Zaifu chuckled: "I don't dare to take it seriously. Now I am just the headmaster of Lishan Academy."
The empress smiled slightly: "Moreover, the Governor of Lishan is famous and real. Sir, I really love my disciples very much."
Zhang Zhiling said: "Alas! This boy has become my master for no reason, so I can't do anything wrong."
As he spoke, he sat on the chair brought by Jiang Fan, took a deep breath of the aroma of the barbecue, smacked his lips and said, "Your Majesty is on vacation for three days. This food is really good. I'm salivating."
Jiang Fan smiled and said, "Didn't you hurry up and ask for a teacher? Why hasn't the old patriarch Gongshu come yet?"
Zhang Zhiling said: "When he heard that you were coming, he couldn't hold himself back for a long time. If Gong Shuyu hadn't had something to stop him, he might have arrived before me."
Jiang Fan laughed and said, "I'm afraid the Minister of Public Transport will inevitably be scolded."
"How can we have a good life by delaying my husband's desire for food and food?"
While they were talking, someone said, "Old Zhang, it is not the behavior of a gentleman to talk about people's rights and wrongs behind their backs."
