What should I do if I am beheaded by the First Emperor at the beginning?

Chapter 227 How does a sparrow know the ambition of a swan? [Second update, please subscribe]

For Xiang Yu, this is a very worrying and urgent matter.

Eight hundred soldiers want to overthrow the rule of the first emperor?
Why don't you go to bed early tonight, maybe such a good thing can happen in your dream
Not to mention the great talents of the first emperor himself, just talking about the number of soldiers in the Great Qin Dynasty makes people feel fear in their hearts.

The Meng family army has 30 soldiers, and there are nearly 20 soldiers in Guanzhong composed entirely of old Qin people.

There are still 30 troops guarding the Baiyue frontier.

As well as the scattered garrisons in other places, Daqin's soldiers have reached a frightening number.

A true millionaire.

These millions of soldiers are not the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, but just now unified the six countries, like a lion like a tiger!

With this army of one million, Great Qin is stable, and no one can shake it.

Eight hundred dozen one million?

Xiang Yu felt that he did not have this ability.

Of course, the initial rebellion did not require so many soldiers, because it was just an uprising.

About four or five thousand armors will do.

In the past, more than [-] Yue Jia could swallow Wu, but now Xiang Yu leads [-] soldiers, can't he step on the first step of the Great Qin's destruction?
However, where did the remaining 3000 armors come from?
This is a huge problem.

Xiang Yu sat in front of Xiang Liang's grave, silently, without saying a word.

He calculated in his mind.

There should be about 300 armors in Zhao State's surplus, and Wei Xin's number in Wei State is a little more, with more than [-] armors.

Although the country of Yan has been completely destroyed, there are many generous people in Yanzhao. As long as he raises the first banner, the people of Yan will definitely follow.

Therefore, Zhang Liang, the son of Prime Minister Han, also has nearly three or four hundred soldiers.

Now, apart from the fact that Tian Cheng and Yan of Qi cannot be guaranteed, among the other six countries, Chu, Han, Zhao, and Wei can collect nearly [-] Jia.
When he rises up, the people of Chu will surely follow.

At that time, you can easily gather four or five thousand armors, right?
Although Xiang Yu was apprehensive, he made up his mind.

The days could no longer be delayed any longer, it was already mid-September, and it would be mid-October when Lu Gong's weapons and some armors arrived.

According to his and his uncle's calculations, the day when Daqin would attack them would be around the end of October.

Therefore, mid-October is the best time.

Xiang Yu stood up, his face was a little dignified, he wanted to find a "shaman" brought from the state of Chu.

Only that Wufang can give the best time.

Even if he doesn't believe it, he has to do it!
Tell God, tell the ancestors of Chu!
between a field

Several young people who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old stood there and were farming. Since the imperial court distributed the land, their life has been much easier.

One of the young men stood there, leaning on the tool in his hand, silently looking into the distance.

In the distance, a group of swans are about to fly into the sky.

Seeing him like this, the rest of the youth immediately sneered: "Chen Sheng! Why are you being lazy again?"

The young man named Chen Sheng turned his head slowly, his eyes were still bloodshot, and he said softly: "Everyone, don't you feel any emotion when you see the swan going up to the sky?"

There was emotion in Chen Sheng's tone.

"Birds know that they want to go straight to the blue sky, so don't we just plan food in the ground, face the loess and back to the sky, and eat the last meal for the rest of our lives?"

The other young people were speechless, and while doing the work in hand, they said, "Then what do you want to do?"

"Now that the imperial court has given us land, let's plant it well, at least to support a big family?"

"You are so lazy, how can you support your old lady?"

One of them, who looked slightly older, smiled and said, "Wazi Sheng has big ambitions in his heart?"

"We have been in the field for generations, but if you have the ability, you can go to that Lao Shizi's "Anthology Competition"? "

"If you are selected by His Majesty, then you will be the Sheriff?"

The rest of the people also burst into laughter: "Hahahahaha, yes, yes, if you can become a county sheriff, don't forget the friendship of eating and eating in our land!"

"Even if you order land for us, we will also give you a longevity card."

Chen Sheng can naturally understand the ridicule in these people's words, but he doesn't care, just looking into the distance.

"Of course I can."

"What's the point of being a sheriff?"

"I'm missing an opportunity."

He faintly said with emotion: "The sparrow knows, what is the ambition of the swan?"

Zhang Liang stood in the old city where he went to Han, with a gloomy look on his face.

In the past few days, he has been running around in this Han land, trying to find people who can cooperate with him to rise up, but he can't find many.

Behind him stood a very tall man, silently guarding Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang stroked the sweat on his forehead, with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Ugh."

He turned his head and looked at the big man: "What about Xiang's side?"

The big man smirked, looking quite stupid: "Young Master Xiang said that the day of the big event will be at the beginning of October."

"It's just that he has to ask his ancestors for instructions on the specific day, so that he can tell the heavens and places to know."

"Let's wait a little longer."

early october?
Zhang Liang's eyes were in a trance, there are only a few days left
Now, it is the end of September.

From October, that is, about ten days.

Half a month?
Zhang Liang exhaled, then stood up: "Go, continue!"

Xianyang City, Manufacturing Department
Chen Ping stood beside Chen Ke, respectfully, introducing the newly built blast furnace to Chen Ke.

This stove was built according to Chen Ke's request, and it is said that it is for firing something.

Chen Ping asked cautiously: "Young Mansion, what are you trying to get?"

Chen Ke came back to his senses and looked at the craftsman in front of him. The craftsman also listened carefully, for fear of making a mistake.

He suddenly smiled, with a confident and calm face.

The smile instantly soothed the nervous craftsman.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to burn something."

"This thing looks like pottery, but it's not pottery. It's smoother than pottery, more durable than pottery, and extremely beautiful."

"I named it 'Porcelain'. "

"But don't be nervous, this thing is not for war or anything, it's just for life."

"Therefore, you are required to build this 'kiln'. "

September 23.

While Zhang Liang, Xiang Yu and others were running around looking for helpers, Chen Ke was leisurely firing porcelain that would make his life better.

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