The Eastern Region, the border of Qin.
I'm afraid no one would have thought that this place would be so dilapidated.
Although the border between Qin and Zhou Dynasty is not as prosperous as the capital city, it is not like this - at a glance, there is no human habitation.
The two of them did not stay away from the main road, and passed many villages along the way, but there was no one inside. They could only see some chickens eating crops, and unsupervised dogs whining under the trees.
And this is out of Hangu Pass, already hundreds of miles away.
The old man riding the green bull frowned slightly and patted the green bull's butt.
A long "moo" sound sounded, and Qingniu took a few steps forward and stopped.
The man on the side suddenly pulled the reins, and the horse looked up to the sky and neighed, kicked up its front hooves, and then stopped.
"Sir, what's the matter?" The man's every move at this time highlighted the respect and admiration that need not be said but can be seen at a glance. He bowed his waist, turned slightly sideways, looked at the ground, patiently and expected what the old man would give. His answer.
The old man Qingniu raised his eyebrows slightly, rolled his slightly yellow eyes a few times, paused, and exhaled.
"Yin Wen, you have been doing this for so many years. You should know what I want to ask about some things."
No matter how small the sesame is, it is still an official. Yin Wen once served as the head of the first level, so his emotional intelligence is naturally not low; and as the head of the first level, he still has some observation skills, so it is his own jurisdiction.
"This is not usually the case. However, I asked the general of Hangu some time ago, and he said that refugees have been entering the customs recently, and there are more and more people." Yin Wen lowered his eyebrows and replied in a low voice.
"But why didn't you see me when I passed the customs?"
"When Mr. passed the border, there happened to be a group of refugees settling down. The next group hadn't caught up yet, so the teacher didn't notice it. However, the general said that there will be more and more refugees in the future. He has already sent a message to Luoyang, but Luoyang did not respond."
"Trouble." The old man Qingniu sighed.
The old man Qing Niu straightened up his slightly hunched body and looked into the distance intently. After a while, he said to the newly admitted disciple beside him: "There seems to be a crowd in front of you, go and take a look."
There was definitely a crowd out front. But those groups of people didn't look like caravans in no-man's land, nor did they look like hunters going together to find food. Instead, they looked like refugees escaping from mountains of swords and seas of fire.
His face was thin and pale, his lips had no color, and his eyes had no light. The clothes were in tatters and not even patched.
Like this, not one person, but a group of people. What's more, he was walking behind the team, muttering something unknown, and after walking a few steps, he shouted hoarsely to the sky: "Heaven wants to kill me! God wants to kill me!"
One person rides an ox and another person rides a horse. Facing such a tall group, these refugees seemed not to notice them at all, but continued to move forward like zombies.
Even if someone in their team was taken away, their companions could not find out.
"Uh...ah!"
This man had just been pulled aside by Yin Wen, and he drank several sips of water, and his eyes barely regained some expression.
"Sir...what are your orders, sir?"
Hearing the half-dead sound with phlegm still stuck in his throat, the old man Qingniu frowned instinctively. He raised his hand lightly and wanted to pat Qingniu away, but he still held back.
Yin Wen has been at the border for a long time. Although he is relatively rare in these situations, he has still seen some of them, so he will not instinctively reject them like the old man.
Of course, how could he bother the teacher he just worshiped with such a chore as asking questions?
"Where did you come from and how did you end up like this?"
"Well... Shuo, Shuoyang is here."
Shuoyang!
This word fell on the heads of the old man Qingniu and Yin Wen like a bolt from the blue.
Shuoyang! The great city of Qin State is only a few hundred miles away from Xianyang, the capital of Qin State!
"Shuoyang?!" The old man Qingniu couldn't care less about his manners, let alone Shicai's rejection.
"What on earth did you go through?"
The man took a few breaths, pondered for a while, and replied slowly: "The crops can't be grown, everyone in the family... is all sick, and even... even the coffin at the bottom of the box is gone! Ah! ...God! What have we suffered! Why are you doing this to us? Ah..."
Immediately afterwards, the man's expression became increasingly ferocious: "It must be the Marquis of Qin! He is not the son of a human being! He has put me in such a state! He has caused my family to be ruined and all our wealth to be lost! Ah! I want to kill him!"
"shut up!"
The old man Qingniu had lived in the Zhou Dynasty for decades and was deeply influenced by the etiquette and law of the Zhou Dynasty. He had deep respect for the kings and princes. He should deeply abhor this kind of behavior that despises the emperor and princes and commits crimes against superiors.
The anger on the man's face seemed to be somewhat suppressed by the old man Qing Niu's roar, but he then began to attack the old man Qing Niu: "You officials! Why are you so superior! When you have nothing, you What's the difference between him and us homeless dogs? Being an official is great? Bah!"
"presumptuous!"
A riding crop seemed to fall from the sky and hit the man hard. The man had been hungry for many days and could not withstand such a powerful blow. He knelt down after a burst of pain.
"I don't care how you cursed heaven and earth some time ago! But if you dare to insult sir, I want you to look good!"
"Okay, Yin Wen, let him go. Let's look forward."
The teacher's words made Yin Wen's face become less green. He let out a heavy breath, as if he wanted to let out his anger so that he could adjust his state so as not to speak harshly to the teacher later.
The sullen expression on the face of the old man Qing Niu gradually turned into calm. He raised his eyes and saw something seemed to be rolling up a larger amount of smoke in the distance. The old man's eyes flickered slightly, he looked at the man in front of him, said nothing, patted the cow's butt, and continued to move forward. Yin Wen immediately followed him.
The only one left in place was the kneeling man muttering unconsciously: "What did I do wrong? Why did you treat me like this? What did I do wrong? Why..."
Tired of kneeling, he stood up unsteadily. The man glanced at the direction in which the two people were leaving, trying to remember what the two people who had just beaten and scolded him looked like, but somehow he couldn't remember. Then he shook his head, as if he didn't have the energy to recall it, and continued step by step.
Then he walked numbly to the east.
…
Eastern Region, Xianyang.
Qin Hou sat in the center of the hall and waited quietly.
Not long after, a eunuch bent down and entered the palace, walked quickly to the Marquis of Qin and reported:
"Master Hou, the time has come."
Qin Hou nodded his head slightly and supported the ground with his right hand. The eunuch on the side quickly helped him up.
Approaching the door of the main hall, the eunuch knowingly let go of his hands and let Qin Hou walk out of the main hall alone.
After walking out of the main hall, Qin Hou raised his bloodshot eyes and looked. The people standing under the main hall were all his own soldiers. This was a step that Qin Hou had never imagined.
The entire army in front of them was in neat formation, but they lacked morale. Marquis Qin pulled out the sword from his waist, his face cleared of the previous fatigue, and he raised his sword in the sky.
"kill!"
The sound was like a loud bell, waking up everyone like a thunder. The eyes of the soldiers gradually glowed with brilliance, and they raised their spears and responded:
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Outside Xianyang City, wait until you have some troops. The Marquis of Qin mounted his horse in front of the battle, and first took a deep look to the east, as if he wanted to see through the mountains and rivers to firmly remember the beautiful mountains and rivers of the Eastern Region in his mind, and then raised his sword again.
"Sons, kill me so that your family will not be insulted!"
"kill!"
"In order to prevent Qin from being trampled upon, kill!"
"kill!"
"drive!"
As Qin Hou's horse started, the soldiers behind him followed.
At this time, Qin Hou felt mixed emotions in his heart, but he murmured alone in his mind:
"Eastern Region, it's up to you."
"For the great plan of Kyushu, kill!"
