I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Mi Qi rebelled against Qin.

As a result, the Qin army was attacked from both sides and collapsed.

Abandoning food and grass, losing baggage, from the original 200,000 to 100,000, and then being hunted down to 50,000, 20,000

Ten thousand.

Then three thousand.

This battle was quite brutal. The terrain of the Chu region was already complex. It was snowing in the middle of winter, and the wild mines were covered in white, making it impossible to see anywhere at a glance.

At the same time, the officers and soldiers of the Qin army came to the Chu land for the first time, and they rarely even had the opportunity to close their eyes and feed their stomachs. They were tired from running around for days and the miasma in the Chu land was miserable.

Seventy percent of those died at the hands of the Chu army.

More than 20% of the people died from severe sores, red and swollen skin, white tongue, vomiting and diarrhea and other acclimated diseases that drained their energy.

God, the Qin people licking blood on the tip of the knife.

How ridiculous it is to be trapped by affluence diseases such as acclimatization.

But in the face of such a tragic situation, Li Xin realized that it was not because of the rebellion of Lord Changping, nor because of the Qin army's deviant approach that they suffered a tragic defeat.

underestimate the enemy.

It was a huge snow monster dormant in the ice and snow.

Stick the knife into the snow.

Li Xin swallowed the sashimi with ice crumbs and narrowed his sharp eyes to reflect the sky that was about to blow with a snowstorm.

There was a soldier next to him who stuffed the fish skin treasure he had thrown away into his chest. Facing his wild wolf-like gaze, he smiled shyly:

"This fish skin is a good thing. My brothers and I grew up wearing fish skin. It can be made into clothes."

Maybe there are only snowflakes floating in the snow, and you can hear the sound of your belly in the silence.

After Li Xin looked around in warning, he leaned his back against the snow pile, licked the minced meat in his teeth and replied: "How do you make clothes from fish skin?"

"That's it, remove the fish scales and beat it."

Xiao Bing touched his head and said, "Take the bones of the black blind man and wolf and sew them with needles, one at a time. My grandma said, don't be anxious. If you are anxious, your baby will not be able to wear new clothes."

Li Xin looked at the sky again.

The earth-shattering snowstorm is coming soon, and the road ahead will become extremely difficult. No matter how many sharp swords and strategies they have, they are still like confused ants.

The building will be overturned, what's the use of ants?

He said: "Are you hungry?"

The soldier's stomach was beating like a war drum, and his face was red, but he raised his chest and raised his head and said: "Back to the general, the Qin people endure hardships and stand hard work and don't complain about hunger!" When he said this, his teeth were trembling from the cold, and he said, "Now The Qin State is powerful and will not be bullied. Go back and beat the roe deer with sticks and gourds to scoop out the fish, and the pheasants will fly into the rice pot. After we go back, we will eat and eat. Anyway, we will not be hungry."

go back.

go back.

Take it back alive.

The blizzard hit Li Xin's ears at high and low levels. Looking ahead, if he could survive this blizzard, he might be able to go back.

Go back, he doesn't want to die here.

Living in humiliation requires more courage than dying in passion. He is a defeated general, not a coward who avoids judgment.

*

The news of Li Xin's defeat soon spread to the Qin temple, causing an uproar in an instant.

Inside Changle Hall.

Baitao was doing divination, and the hexagrams that came out repeatedly were extremely ominous, but she didn't believe in these vain and vague meanings of destiny, so she lost her copper coins and tried to predict again.

"Be careful. This plum blossom falls easily. If it falls again, it will be gone."

"It doesn't matter. If you let it fall as much as you can, it will grow again if you keep it free."

Several talented gardeners from Wei State moved in a plum tree from outside. The plum tree was small and exquisite.

But it is extremely curved, extremely dull, extremely sparse, expensive and rare, expensive to be old, expensive to be thin, and expensive to be together.

Gently plant it into the glass vase and look at the vitality that is like taking root, sprouting and branching.

They picked up the scissors and cut it carefully until the color and charm were perfect and no one could find any faults. They bowed their heads and held their hands in front of Bai Taodao, kneeling to the ground and said: "Return to the Queen, plum blossoms are born."

A lot of copper coins fell under the white peach. He didn't even raise his head when he heard this: "Go down."

"Yes."

Several people saluted and were about to leave, when suddenly a gardener asked out of curiosity, "Queen, you can get a hexagram by tossing it six times. Why do you divination so repeatedly?"

They looked at each other, because they were all gardeners who had served the high-ranking officials and nobles of the Wei State. They had experience and knew how to have fun.

Baitao shook the coins and said, "I don't believe this."

Several Wei gardeners looked at each other and said, "Queen, if you don't believe me, why do you need divination?"

She put down her hand and looked at the somewhat out-of-place copper coins on the long flower-dialed table. She counted them with a smile and said, "Ah, look, this is a sign of good fortune. It doesn't matter if you believe in it."

When she said this, her clear amber eyes were raised upward, as if the plum blossoms were suppressing the ends of her eyes.

The smile was bright and moist.

The gardeners couldn't help but think that King Qin was more suitable for growing flowers than they were.

After they left, Baitao finally looked up from the pile of copper coins and asked the palace people beside him: "How are the plum blossoms given to the ministers and wives blooming now? I remember that they were given to every palace one after another in the past three years. There are several plants, and Rui'er was even asked to register them."

A smart palace maid stood up to get the bamboo slips, and then came over and said, "It's a very good opening. I am grateful for the grace of the Wang family and the great support of the empress. Now I am grateful for it. This is a book of gratitude."

The bamboo slips were written in vernacular by a group of slaves.

Baitao unfolded it, glanced at it briefly, and put it at hand.

The clever palace maid added: "Nowadays in Xianyang, it is considered noble to explore plum blossoms, and singing plum blossoms is considered elegant. Not to mention high-ranking officials, even businessmen and tycoons must plant plum trees in their restaurants and libraries, otherwise they will lose their reputation."

"In a few years, Xianyang will be covered with flowers and red mist will fall in the snow."

Baitao held her chin and said, "It's a pity. It's snowing heavily now, and Rui'er happened to go out of the palace to visit her father and mother. No one is there to enjoy the snow with me."

The palace maid hesitated for a while and said: "I'll forgive you for speaking frankly. Your Majesty was furious when you learned about the military situation on the front line. You have been shutting up the palace and no one has been seen for three days. Your Majesty, he loves the queen so much. At this moment, the queen can I went to relieve his worries on the pretext of inviting him to enjoy plum blossoms."

Baitao thought about these words in his heart and said: "The defeat was tragic. Qin lost 200,000 soldiers. They couldn't even recover their bodies. There were so many capable civil and military ministers in the whole dynasty. Why didn't he go to explain to them? Can I relieve your worries if I go alone?"

The maid was speechless.

"Well, just because I am his woman?"

Baitao tilted her head, her lips parted slightly, and her gaze fell on the plum tree next to the screen, "If Brother Zheng comes, I will always be here. When he comes in, I will tell him that the plum blossoms are blooming very well this year. Others, Nothing more.”

The palace maid knew how to talk too much, so she knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me for my fault."

"Get up, there are so many guilty people kneeling outside the Xianyang Palace, how can there be any crime that will not be your turn."

Baitao fiddled with the copper coins on the long desk and looked at the fiddled hexagrams with a crooked smile. "Oh, it's rare. Such a big piece of snow is actually a good fortune for someone to escape from trouble."

*

The first hexagram is actually a dead end.

It doesn’t matter if you do more calculations.

The little white peach fox never believed in fate.

When God is clamoring to give you good fruits to eat, she can lift the pot and wave her eight big tails in a daze and roar:

"Come again if you dare."

From the warm spring palace in the blink of an eye to the rolling snow-capped mountains.

Baitao stretched out his paws and pulled the hood of his head, took a breath of cold evil spirit, and looked down at the groups of exhausted Qin troops below.

They held on to their bones-piercing weapons and dragged their feeble steps forward with tenacity.

Where is the homeland, where is the direction to go.

They are lost.

The wind and snow made them so small that they were so small that they had no shape. There were only afterimages. Even if these elites of the Qin State died in the huge world, they would not let the majestic and cold snow-capped mountains bend.

Brother Ke Zheng will be sad.

Although he did not lead the troops in war, he was always the judge of military strategies.

These are his people of Great Qin, the sparks of Great Qin, and even the soul of Great Qin.

Baitao rubbed his paws, and his silver-patterned fur sleeves were blown slightly. A group of snow wolves with mottled fur came close to him. The leader of the wolf king was the grandson of the wolf king who had saved Baitao and Ying Zheng.

It sat with its tail curled up and leaned over with its nose twitching: "Are you a mountain ghost?" Baitao turned to look sideways and twirled the money in his glove: "Is that all?"

The wolf's head was tilted, looking stupid as if it couldn't digest it.

"I'm not a mountain ghost."

"You are, you are different from those ordinary mortals."

Baitao stopped talking and only raised her fox ears to listen.

"Exceptionally good-looking, it's a mountain ghost." The Wolf King knelt on his forelimbs, his head hanging down.

Baitao: "."

A large group of wild wolves behind also knelt down, whimpering and wagging their tails. The Wolf King prayed, "Mountain ghosts, I didn't bring you any flesh, blood or jade. Please forgive the little demons for being so reckless and disrespectful in welcoming you." Not thoughtful."

Baitao was speechless.

It seems that the goblins have really fallen into decline. The Wolf King was once a mountain spirit who protected Ichiban, but unfortunately he became a wrong god.

She pointed at the lost Qin Jun below: "You are right to worship me. Lead the group below back to the tribe, and I will bless you."

The wolf king kowtowed, without thinking, and said respectfully and devoutly: "It is an honor for us to see your holy face and receive your mercy and love." As he said this, he howled and roared, and a group of wolves The shadow moved towards the bottom of the snow-capped mountains, following the storm.

Halfway through spreading his claws, the Wolf King's Demonic Eyes looked back: "Please give me guidance from the Mountain Ghost Clan."

Baitao paused, "The stars in the sky, where the emperor's star rises."

*

months later.

The Empress Dowager Huayang passed away, and white flags were hung in the palace. As soon as this venerable old man fell, Mi Qi rebelled. Now Mi was in grief and was walking on thin ice.

After settling the affairs of Queen Mother Huayang, they all knelt in front of the Xianyang Palace to apologize.

But the gate of Xianyang Palace is still cold and rejects people thousands of miles away.

In the side hall of Changle Hall, there is a corner of a thin window. Then you can see the new plum blossoms covered with auspicious snow, like thousands of fireballs burning in the snow, the exquisite green tiles of Xianyang reflected in the green tiles, and the pavilions in the palace made of agate.

The stove is heating up inside, and the aroma of meat is overflowing.

Chef Gu was a skilled worker. While he was castrating the meat, he looked up at the endless eaves flying out of the window and sighed: "It's such a good year and heavy snowfall."

The other corner of the eaves is outside the palace.

The same luxury prevailed, as General Wang Jian, wearing a loose nightgown, lay on the couch with his feet raised.

I have been working for Qin for most of my life.

His temples were already completely white, and his thunderous snoring suddenly stopped. He opened his eyes and looked towards the palace, stopped snoring and said, "The snowflakes are as big as mats, rolled up and gnawed on the pots and helmets."

"Pfft."

Mrs. Wang, who was sitting next to him sewing clothes, couldn't help but laugh and spat at him, "What kind of poetry writing method is there for a strong country man!"

He threw away the sewing basket and said, "I just fell asleep not long ago, and I was thinking about food again. There is still a pot of pot in the pot. It is dry and smells of paste. Don't put anything in it. I'll get it for you if you like it the most."

Wang Jian closed his eyes and said: "The troops and horses have not moved yet, but the food and grass have to go first. It will not take a day or two to prepare."

"I'm still thinking about fighting!"

Mrs. Wang threw Zhang Guokui to him and said, "Don't look at how old you are now. You are already a big father. King Qin won't let you go. Why don't you give yourself more rest? In a few years, even We, Bi'er, are also getting married. My new wife will give you a toast, so don't remain a stubborn fool."

He gnawed on the pot helmet and chewed slowly: "Madam, Lian Po is old."

"Don't think blindly, you are old, no one can eat as much as you."

"..."

Suddenly his throat was stuck, and he swallowed hard, "How is Xianyang Palace?"

"I'm definitely still kneeling."

Mrs. Wang picked up the bone needle and picked up the thread, "Whatever you do with these, you should take care of yourself first. I'm telling you, you usually don't see gold threads when you dress in the house. How come you suddenly have so much wealth and fame?" Look at the house you have built, it looks like a golden box."

Her eyes hurt when she looked at the jade railings everywhere in the house. She put down her needlework and said, "We have been husband and wife for decades. Usually, you have to pick out and swallow the meat between your teeth. You can weigh the thickness of a pot helmet." , from Lao Wang’s family, did I really not see it?”

"Cough cough cough cough cough...!"

Wang Jian's throat was a little choked again and he stretched out his hand.

Mrs. Wang rolled her eyes at him and stood up to pour him some water.

Mrs. Wang couldn't help but sat there and mended her clothes again. When she saw Wang Jian continuing to sleep indifferently, she couldn't help but said: "Those are your soldiers, and they died in the vast country of Chu. You really don't feel sorry for them." If you pretend you don’t feel bad, can you still sleep?”

Wang Jian's powerful body lay on the couch, snoring gradually as he slept.

"Damn old man, don't fool me with your attitude towards officialdom!"

Mrs. Wang was so angry that she took out her needle and thread and wanted to prick her.

Who would have thought that Wang Jian stood up straight and rubbed his temples in front of the aggressive old wife, and said, "Madam, didn't you say that I don't want to fight?"

"I don't know about you yet, but you are still thinking about me."

Mrs. Wang said, "You can see what kind of soldiers and horses you look at the snow. Wear shoes and step as if on the battlefield. There is a rumble. If you turn over in the middle of the night, your eyes will pop out. If you get up and sit down on the couch, it's okay." I don’t know what I’m thinking, but every time I ask, what’s the solar term, is it snowing heavily? My grandson is playing with a splash drum, dong dong dong, you are as fierce as if you want to rush to eat human flesh.”

"."

Wang Jian sighed: "Madam, you understand me."

"If the King of Qin really wants you to go to war, don't give me 600,000 in Haikou. I was shocked when I heard that."

Mrs. Wang said, "There are so many soldiers. How big is the Chu State? Can you stand down? I am a female classmate. I don't know much, but I also know that when you are doing business, you can't charge too high a price."

Wang Jian concentrated for a moment: "Let's see."

"What? You can make a counteroffer."

He shook his head: "Six hundred thousand, to attack Chu State, one person is not enough."

"Six hundred and six hundred thousand, you are such a bad-tempered person. You can't hold back a few words. You just say a word and the rest is up to people's guesses. After so many years, I have had enough of you. It depends on what King Qin can do." Can’t stand it.”

After Mrs. Wang finished speaking, she went to get the needle and thread again, "I see, Bi'er's stubbornness is all imitated by you!"

Wang Jian's gaze, as steady as an ancient well, looked towards the glorious palace in the distance.

"Look, look how much it's snowing."

The sound was mixed with the pot helmet and swallowed into the stomach, and no one could hear it clearly.

In the city of Xianyang, a group of Chu clan members from E Guanbo knelt down. Qin and Chu married women and married women, and they had sworn to be a country of brothers. The blood lines of Qin and Chu had long been mixed.

After hundreds of years of endless growth, it can no longer be distinguished how many roots there are and how many leaves there are.

Now Mi Qi rebelled against Qin.

These large canopy trees felt as if they had been hit on the head, their trunks were dented, rich sap burst out, and they fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty, Mi Qi harbored evil intentions, harmed the loyal and the good, and harmed the people of Qin. What a wolf and tiger's heart. Humans and gods are angry, and it cannot be tolerated by nature. The Qin army was defeated. In compliance with Qin's laws, the treasonous ministers and others were held accountable. Mi Ba, the guilty minister, led his team. Clan members, come here to avenge your sins! I beg the king to grant me death!"

"Your Majesty, I have been charged with the grave crime of condemning the country. I really have no face to face my ancestors. The crime is unforgivable. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, I sincerely request you to go to the Chu Kingdom to die alone. I will not stop until I kill the traitorous slaves!"

"Your Majesty, in the face of the elders of Xianyang in silence, I will guide the two hundred thousand warriors with my soul!"

Finally, after the King of Qin had disappeared from his palace for half a month, and the people of Qin were constantly scolding him in the streets, seven or eight of the deceased had committed seppuku and committed suicide.

The snowflakes were torn into pieces and thrown away, and the more violent wind and rain were mixed with the coldness of winter.

The tall bronze crane and bronze turtle standing on the square hall stood motionless in the heavy snow. The natural and unstained snow light looked particularly cold and dark.

The old, frail, and prestigious patriarch was even more sad and fainted.

The brave man's hair was white, his eyebrows and temples were covered with frost. After closing his companion's unblinking eyelids, he drew his sword and committed seppuku without thinking.

"Pfft."

"Ah ah ah ah ah."

"The guilty minister shall be punished! I hope the King of Qin will treat the young children and weak women and children of the clan favorably for the sake of blood connection!"

Cries and flesh rubbed against each other, and blood stained the white jade bricks.

Suddenly, the door of Xianyang Palace opened.

Not seeing the King of Qin, Zhao Gao came out shaking the dust, his high-pitched voice lingering in everyone's ears, "The King of Qin has ordered that banners be hung in Xianyang for thirty days, and everyone will be in plain clothes to worship the heroic souls of the Qin army. Mi Shi stood up, - —Retreat—retreat again—retreat three times—return.”