Night falls.
The military camps in the Western Qin Dynasty stretched for dozens of miles, with hundreds of thousands of soldiers ready to fight.
As the flags were fluttering, a solemn atmosphere soared into the sky.
Tai Xun Gong, Song Lao Chu, Yu Siliu and dozens of other soldiers hurriedly calculated various possibilities.
Jiang Man'er, Yuchi Shuowan Lie and other hundreds of generals were sharpening their weapons and chatting about their experiences in small groups.
Xin Zhuo was the most leisurely one. He walked out of the handsome tent with Xiao Huang and observed Xi Qin Erlang's food and morale along the way.
The food is rich, and morale has reached its peak. After all... the winner will be decided tomorrow. If our king becomes the emperor of Middle-earth, everyone will be a hero.
He smiled, walked forward, and climbed up Dalue Mountain unknowingly.
The stars in the sky were bright and the air was so fresh.
It's just that he suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling of sadness, a feeling of sadness for no reason.
Is there something wrong?
Could it be that I, Xin Zhuo, am afraid of losing?
I was originally a bandit with nothing. I experienced going around making trouble and being an enemy of the government. I experienced the misery of having my martial arts abolished. I experienced the glory of joining a wealthy family. I experienced the iron-blooded conquest of the Western Regions...
This is the ups and downs of my Xin Zhuo life. I have lost many times. Will I still be afraid?
meeting!
He is not only afraid, but also worried about gains and losses.
Only when people reach the final moment will they be like this.
He sat on a thick grass and looked at the sky silently. Xiao Huang also sat next to him and looked at the sky.
One person and one dog, just like when they had nothing, absorbing the moonlight every day and night.
I don't know how long it took, but there was a slight sound of footsteps behind me. Xin Zhuo knew who was coming without turning around. He chuckled and said, "Sister Ying'er is not asleep yet?"
"Can't sleep!"
Cui Ying'er sat down next to him, facing the moonlight. Her beautiful fox eyes still held a wildness that made people want to conquer her. Her long legs were still so straight, and her face was a little rough due to her years of leading the army, but she was still very handsome. Yun Wen hugged Xin Zhuo's shoulders as carelessly as before and said, "I haven't chatted with you for a long time. There are many people during the day, so I have to salute with them and call you Your Highness!"
Xin Zhuo laughed: "If you don't want to shout, you can stop shouting!"
"Don't mess with the rules!"
Cui Ying'er said seriously: "The more people and things I come into contact with, the more I understand some rules. I'm not your biological sister. If I call you by your name carelessly, I'm afraid I will be arrested by your civilian and military generals!"
Xin Zhuo shook his head and said, "You are my child bride!"
Cui Ying'er was stunned for a moment: "How do you know?"
Xin Zhuo smiled a bit meanly: "On the way we were being chased, you fell asleep and talked in your sleep."
Cui Ying'er covered her mouth: "That's nonsense. I can't talk in my sleep. I'm not Qiniang!"
Xin Zhuo smiled, looked at the stars in the sky, and changed the subject: "When you were in Fulong Mountain, did you ever think about this day?"
"I never thought about it!" Cui Ying'er's face was complicated, but her words were still so direct, "Who would think about this when I can't even eat enough? Sometimes I still feel like it's like a dream, not real at all, it was done by bandits Okay, I got into a fight with the emperor for no reason! Even the storyteller wouldn’t dare to act like this."
"Yeah! Sometimes I feel it's too nonsense!"
Xin Zhuo scratched his chin, and suddenly found that Xiao Huang ran into the grass not far away to urinate at some point, and suddenly turned around and screamed like crazy.
Xiao Huang is now a monster, which is more than just a psychic. It knows everything you say. With its appearance, it must have seen something?
Xin Zhuo got up in surprise and walked over. He looked inside through the grass that was wet with Xiao Huang's urine and found a stone tablet.
With a gentle wave of his hand, the thorns and grass leaves flew away in an instant, revealing a simple stele surface full of traces of time. When he looked at it in the moonlight, his chest jumped.
I saw the words clearly written on the stone tablet: King Qin Wenzhao's decisive battle with Emperor Yang of Zhou Dynasty!
What does it mean?
In this world, the order of unified dynasties in the past one or two thousand years has been Great Zhao, Great Yan, Great Qin, Great Song, and Great Zhou.
These days, he is also familiar with classics and history. There is no such person as King Wen Zhao in Da Qin, and the only posthumous emperor of Da Zhou is this dynasty, and there is no Emperor Yang.
And this stone tablet must not be more than a thousand years old.
So……
Could this be him and Ji Chunjiu?
Prophecies from ancient sages?
Have the posthumous titles been decided?
"This is..." Cui Ying'er also walked aside. She was literate and frowned: "What is this? Isn't this a prophecy from an immortal?"
Immortal?
Xin Zhuo was also a little suspicious, so he simply sat down cross-legged and waved his hand to break the stone tablet. It didn't matter whether it was or not, just do whatever you want.
Cui Ying'er sat aside again, holding her chin in her hands, wondering what she was thinking.
"Sister Ying'er, please lend me your knee."
Xin Zhuo stretched.
Cui Ying'er understood and raised her hands. Xin Zhuo leaned over and lay down, facing Cui Ying'er's flat belly, smelling the smell of sweat and fragrance on her body. Feeling a sense of peace for no reason, she raised her hand to call out to the moon. The well replenished the moonlight and fell into a deep sleep without realizing it.
I don't know how long it took, but he got up with a startle. The surrounding area seemed to be foggy and misty, and Cui Ying'er disappeared.
Glancing around, he subconsciously walked forward. This didn't seem to be Dalleshan. The ground was flat and the air was filled with wet water vapor.
I don’t know how long I walked before I heard a dog barking in front of me, a bit urgent.
Xiao Huang?
He couldn't help but quicken his pace, and when he got closer, he saw Xiao Huang in front, shaking his head with an "anxious" look on his face.
Seeing him coming, she bit his trouser leg and ran forward as hard as she could.
Xin Zhuo didn't know why, so he had to follow forward. After walking for half a mile, he reached a hill. He couldn't help but be surprised.
He actually returned to the top of Fulong Mountain!
There is no stockade here, and there are no tombs. There is just a huge well, and he and Xiao Huang are standing in the middle of the well, surrounded by the edge of the well like a city wall.
He immediately concluded that this must be a dream.
Otherwise, what kind of hell is this great movement, running tens of thousands of miles back to Fulong Mountain in an instant?
I just glanced at Xiao Huang and was very puzzled. Since it was a dream, why did Xiao Huang run in?
And Xiao Huang was wagging his tail, as if he was writing something with his dog paws.
Xiao Huang is writing?
He looked in surprise and saw two words written like dogs crawling: "Look up!"
Xin Zhuo really raised his head and saw dazzling brilliance radiating from the edge of the well all around, heading straight into the sky.
The stars in the sky are spinning, and there is a white tiger and a golden dragon, showing a fighting style like a dragon and a tiger fighting each other.
But in the higher sky, there is a white rainbow surrounded by four phantoms, like the sharp sword of an immortal coming to earth, locking the white tiger.
The horoscope is very scary!
"King, wake up!"
"Your Highness!"
Suddenly there was a rapid shouting in my ears.
Xin Zhuo suddenly opened his eyes, it was already dawn, Cui Ying'er was still holding him carefully, and there were civilian officials and military generals standing around, all of them extremely anxious.
He was startled and looked at Xiao Huang for the first time. Xiao Huang also looked at him pitifully. It was still the little local dog, as if Xiao Huang in the dream had nothing to do with it.
Xin Zhuo's forehead was instantly covered with fine beads of sweat, and he suddenly understood the horoscope.
Defeating the Emperor of Zhou, the pattern of heaven and earth changed, and heaven and earth rejected him!
Little Four Elephant Thunder Tribulation!
White light falls from the sky, is he going to kill himself?
