At this time!
In the distant mountains and forests, several figures rushed over.
Gao Jianli, Xue Nu, Big Iron Hammer, and Duan Murong flew over one after another.
"Master Yuko is back!"
"Master Yukiko, what's wrong with you?"
"That's a member of the Yin Yang family!"
Gao Jianli, Xue Nu and others exclaimed.
But in an instant, he appeared next to Mo Jiazi and Jing Tianming, protecting them firmly.
Seeing the support from the Mo family coming, Moon God and Xinghun didn't wait any longer and immediately turned around and left.
Gao Jianli and Xue Nu immediately caught up.
"Master Yuko, how are you?"
Duan Murong checked Mo Jiazi's status and asked with concern.
The big hammer is also a sword to worry about.
"I've been hit by the Six Souls Dread Curse. I'm afraid I won't be able to live long."
Mo Jiazi's condition was a little better at this time, but he knew his own condition.
"What, the six-soul terror curse!"
Duan Murong exclaimed, her eyes full of shock and disbelief.
Big Iron Hammer looked puzzled and asked: "What is the Six Souls Terror Curse?"
"The Six Souls Terror Curse is a forbidden technique of the Yin Yang Family!"
Gao Jianli and Xue Nu lost the traces of Moon God and Star Soul, allowing the two to escape.
When I returned at this moment, I heard the conversation between the three people of the Mo family.
Gao Jianli and Xue Nu's faces were shocked, with a trace of sadness appearing on their faces.
"The Six Soul Horror Curse is one of the Eight Yin Vein Curses. The curse seal is latent in the body and will not take effect immediately. It will only cause damage and be fatal when the true energy in the body is circulating!"
"And once you are hit by the Six Soul Curse Seal, there is no cure in the world."
There was a hint of helplessness in Mo Jiajuzi's voice.
After looking at everyone, he turned to look at Jing Tianming.
"Jing Tianming, son of Jing Ke!"
Mo Jiajuzi's voice fell.
Gao Jianli, Xue Nu and other four people could not help but stare at Jing Tianming.
Especially Gao Jianli, whose eyes revealed excitement, excitement, and nostalgia.
It was as if he saw a familiar figure from Jing Tianming.
This is his eldest brother's son!
Xue Nu also understood Gao Jianli's mood and gently shook his hand.
Sledgehammer's eyes were also filled with kindness, as he turned out to be the descendant of the hero he most admired.
"Master Yukiko, thank you for bringing him."
Gao Jianli said respectfully, his voice trembling.
"As a scholar of the Mohist family, I should naturally protect the descendants of my Mohist heroes."
Juzi of the Mo family sighed, his eyes were firm, and he said in a deep voice: "From today on, Jing Tianming will temporarily serve as Juzi of the Mo family!"
The words fell quietly.
Gao Jianli, Xue Nu and other four people couldn't help being shocked.
Sledgehammer was puzzled and said excitedly: "Master Junzi, how is this possible?!"
Even if Jing Tianming is a descendant of Jing Ke, he can't mess around!
But how can a teenage boy take on the great responsibility of the Mohist family?
It's just that Mo Jia Zi insisted on this and said in an unquestionable tone: "I have made up my mind. What's more, Jing Tianming broke through the chivalrous path and got the Mo Jia's sacred object Fei Gong."
"He has an extraordinary destiny. He is a wanted criminal in the Qin Empire and someone the Yin Yang Family wants to capture."
"Tian Ming is qualified to become the Mo family's master, I believe in him!"
Mo Jiajuzi guessed that Jing Tianming had a big secret, and he could also see a hint of mystery.
"Ah, this!"
Jing Tianming was a little panicked.
He had never seen such a battle before, so he somehow became the ruler of the Mohist family.
And from what Mr. Junzi said, it seemed that he knew the identity of his father.
"My father's name is Jing Ke, the great hero who assassinated the First Emperor!"
Jing Tianming was a little unbelievable.
"good!"
Mo Jiajuzi nodded slightly.
The four people including Da Tiezhui, Gao Jianli and others also understood why Juzi wanted Jing Tianming to be temporarily appointed as the Mohist Juzi.
"I see!"
…
Xianyang City.
Xianyang Palace.
On the high platform.
The figure of the First Emperor Ying Zheng is majestic!
Under the high platform.
All civil and military officials stood silently.
"Report to His Majesty the First Emperor!"
The black armored soldier who came from South Vietnam to report the military situation respectfully paid homage: "General Han Xin harassed the enemy in South Vietnam, cut off their food and grass routes, and subdued the Baiyue Mountain Yue barbarians captured by the South Vietnam army. With an army of 30,000 barbarians, The servant army is named Nanfeng."
"Lead the Qin cavalry and the Nanfeng army into the Nanyue Kingdom, massacre the city and destroy the troops, feed the enemy and take from the enemy!"
"It bought time for the defense of Kuaiji and other places, consumed South Vietnam's national strength and population, and disrupted South Vietnam's layout!"
"The troops he led appeared and disappeared like gods descending from heaven. The cities and tribes in South Vietnam were razed to the ground before they could react."
"Even General Meng and Old General Wang Jian are called handsome talents. In the future, they can succeed them like General Wang Li!"
The black armored man looked fanatical and his voice was full of admiration.
In the military, strength has always spoken.
But Han Xin just had the strength and convinced them.
Above the main hall, the civil and military officials exclaimed.
"General Han actually has such a method!"
"To be so bold and to march and fight in such a way is simply unbelievable."
"An army of servants has also been formed. The more soldiers we fight, the more soldiers we fight..."
The courtiers were amazed and exclaimed that it was incredible.
Young Master Fusu looked gloomy. He had mocked the abilities of Han Xin and others some time ago.
Unexpectedly, the other party slapped him in the face so quickly.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The First Emperor Ying Zheng could not help but laugh heartily, his face was filled with joy.
"Sure enough, as Ziye said, Han Xin is another famous general in the future of the Qin Empire."
"Of course I don't dare to deceive my father."
Ying Ziye smiled lightly.
at the same time.
The First Emperor Ying Zheng looked at the messenger in black armor and ordered: "Order Wang Jian, Meng Tian and others to quell the war in Kuaiji County as soon as possible!"
"promise!"
The black armored man responded respectfully.
The First Emperor Ying Zheng then looked at the ministers in the hall and asked calmly: "The war in Kuaiji is about to be settled, and we will soon attack South Vietnam. Do you have any good strategies for attacking South Vietnam?"
In the main hall, civil and military officials were discussing what to do.
Li Si's eyes showed deep contemplation as he stepped forward and respectfully bowed: "Your Majesty!"
"If the empire raises its troops to annihilate South Vietnam, General Han Xin can take it from the enemy and feed it to the enemy."
"However, a large amount of food and grass is still needed. After all, South Vietnam will erect walls to clear the country, and the Qin army cannot always find enough food."
After all, South Vietnam will also be depleted.
The mountains are high and the rivers are far away, and it is impossible to find Nanyue cities and tribes to plunder food every time.
"His Majesty!"
The Shaofu ordered Zhang Han to bow out and said: "There is also the issue of military strength. Once too many troops are invested, I am afraid it will affect the northern border."
Xiao He thought for a while and bowed: "Your Majesty!"
"In addition, it is also necessary to solve the problem of South Vietnam's climate being different from that of the Central Plains, making it difficult to adapt, and being acclimatized."
"It's different from the northern grasslands where it's hard to tell the direction and it's easy to get lost. The climate is cold. You just need to know the exact direction and have enough things to keep out the cold."
"The climate in South Vietnam is sweltering and the mountains are extremely rugged, making it difficult for the cavalry to charge. There are so many poisonous miasma and poisonous insects that it is extremely easy for the soldiers to get sick!"
The land of South Vietnam is densely forested.
The climate is warm and the poisonous miasma is continuous. It is unknown how many poisonous insects survive.
If they are not acclimatized, it is extremely easy to cause poisoning and fever in the Qin soldiers.
You must be on guard against this!
The First Emperor, Ying Zheng, had a serious look on his face, and he also had concerns in his heart, knowing that these problems must be dealt with.
"Guys, who is willing to handle these affairs?"
The words fell slowly, and the First Emperor Ying Zheng looked down at the audience.
There was a ripple in Young Master Fusu's heart, although he felt that these incidents were very troublesome.
But this is an opportunity after all!
Perhaps Confucianism can be brought back to the court.
So Young Master Fusu took the initiative to ask for help and said, "Father, I am willing to handle these affairs."
But when the words fell, the First Emperor Ying Zheng seemed not to hear him. He looked at Ying Ziye and smiled lightly: "Ziye, I will leave these matters to you to arrange!"
this? !
Young Master Fusu was confused. It was obviously him who asked to handle these matters.
Ying Ziye was also a little confused, but he still cupped his hands and said respectfully: "I accept your order!"
"Badi, you really are!"
Young Master Fusu clenched his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, and his palms became much pale, and his whole body was trembling with anger.
Ying Ziye took the responsibility of handling this matter from him again!
Young Master Fusu suppressed the anger that wanted to burst out, hatred rose in his heart, and his eyes were full of resentment.
When all the civil and military officials saw this scene, their hearts were filled with excitement, and they secretly pondered the meaning.
"His Majesty the First Emperor's move like this, needless to say, undoubtedly strengthened His Majesty the First Emperor's attachment to the Eighth Young Master!"
"It seems that the eldest son Fusu has no chance of inheriting the throne of the crown prince!"
"Do you want to surrender to the Eighth Young Master now..."
