My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 144 Destiny is in heaven! (Please donate monthly tickets!)

Originally, the people in the city were just waiting with one heart and one mind.

Listening to the man named Guan Fu shouting, everyone's heart was filled with excitement. When everyone came to their senses, bursts of violence suddenly erupted from the crowd.

"Prince!"

"It's the prince!"

At this time of the day, the crowd was excited. When everyone realized that the person on the stage was the Crown Prince, a deafening noise was heard below the tower.

The soldiers who had never led troops to fight had never seen so many densely packed people. They roared together, which was so loud that people were deafened.

The crowd surged like a tidal wave.

Everyone cheered and crowded towards the city gate.

The generals who had led troops in war were shocked when they saw such a scene.

Because whether it was drumming to boost morale before the two armies faced each other, fighting on the battlefield, or pursuits, they had seen various battlefield scenes, but none of them were as unforgettable as the current scene.

"Quickly, close the city gate and escort the prince back to the post house."

Seeing that the situation was completely out of control, Meng Tian hurriedly stopped Fusu behind him and asked his cronies to carry him down from the tower regardless of what the prince said, put him in a carriage, and quickly sent him back to the post house.

Fusu still had a lot of things to say to the people of Yingchuan. He needed to kill first and report later, and make the promise to revise the "Qin Code" and lighten the corvee and reduce the tax in advance.

When Ying Zheng wants bad debts, then everyone in the world will not obey him.

But unexpectedly, the people were moved by his words and became united and united.But Meng Tian asked others to carry him down at this time.

There were four people who resisted him. They were all men as tall as iron towers. They came down the tower and huffed and puffed, but they were carrying Fusu like a little lady. Each person, one hand and one foot, carried Fusu and flew down the tower.

Guan Fu had quick eyesight and quick hands this time, and helped Fusu be carried into the carriage.

"How dare you! I am the prince. How dare you do this!"

"Let me go!"

These people ignored Fusu. They were Meng Tian's subordinate officials and only obeyed Meng Tian's orders.

Besides, if the prince shows his face like this, if any unexpected accident or disaster occurs, it will only cause more brothers to be unlucky.

Meng Tian ordered people to wave the command flag and insist on sending Fusu back to the post house.

Fusu broke free and kicked one away.

Wearing armor, he, like everyone else, also wears Qin Jian.

After Fusu got into the car, he came out with his sword, and the surrounding soldiers naturally knelt on the ground.

"Prince, spare your life!"

"Do you know how to spare your life now?" Fusu had sparks in his eyes. "Do you know who I am? I am your prince!"

Most of the people were frightened.

Although he was a rare man of loyalty and righteousness, he would rather disobey Fusu's will than to protect him first, but he did not dare to do anything to Fusu when he saw Fusu holding his sword and getting angry.

Fusu continued, "My orders are that all the armored soldiers should prepare themselves and continue to leave the city. No one is allowed to retreat. When you see the Yingchuan people swarming up, just ring the gong to signal the troops to retreat. No one is allowed to return to the post house."

After Fusu finished speaking, he took back the sword.

Meng Tian followed closely.

"Prince, is it too risky to do this? There are at least 5 people outside the city gate, and there are only [-] soldiers around us. Even if each of them comes to see the prince off sincerely, what if something happens here? If there is a traitor lurking, the prince would be too dangerous."

Fusu just looked up at the blue sky. The sun today was so dazzling that it was hard to keep his eyes open. "I heard that people with destiny will naturally be favored and protected by God. As the prince of Qin, whether I can inherit the throne in the future and whether I can fulfill the oath I made to everyone today is destiny. "

"Destiny depends on God! If someone is really secretly ambushing here with the intention of assassinating someone, then let God decide who is God's chosen person."

After Fusu said this, no one dared to object.

The generals got on their horses and carriages one after another.

The team appears to be moving forward.

Meng Tian didn't say a word. He sat on Fusu's carriage and pulled the reins in his hand.

Fusu sat in the carriage, speechless for a long time.

"This is the duty of the minister."

"I did not take my own life seriously. I also know that your duty during this trip is to protect me. I have no intention of letting down the soldiers. It's just that if we return to the post house now, my words will be exposed. There is a conflict.”

"I want the people of Yingchuan to believe in our Qin State and submit to our Qin State, so I must first believe in these people of Yingchuan. Now as the prince, I made a promise to everyone, but then I drove back to the post house, only to It will make everyone in the world laugh at you.”

Meng Tian was driving the carriage when he saw the prince leaning out to explain this to him.

"As the prince said, this is indeed the case. I am short-sighted and only care about the prince's safety. Now that I drive for the prince, I also tie the life and death of the prince and the prince. Prince, please sit back in the carriage."

When some older generals saw this scene, they couldn't help but criticize him behind with short whips.

"Captain Meng is really acting out of his own will when he does this. How could he be persuaded by the young prince and instead help the prince. If something goes wrong, it will be a trivial matter for us to die in battle, and the prince cannot let anything happen."

These two men were tall and thin, with thin cheeks. The team could not continue to move forward because of them.

At this time, a strong man with a broad face came out.He was fifty years old, and his beard was still black, and his face was covered with traces of wind, frost, and swords, but they had been smoothed out a lot as the years went by.

"According to the original plan, add another auxiliary car to confuse the public. Let Captain Meng come down and stop showing off."

When everyone heard it, they immediately executed it.

The person who said this was Wang Jian's brother Wang Chang.

Wang Jian's illustrious military exploits were indispensable without the bloody battles of his brothers in the Wang family.Although the most well-known in history to outsiders are his three generations, Wang Jian, Wang Ben and Wang Li.

However, Wang Jian was able to be worshiped as a general and receive the title of Marquis of Wucheng, which was inseparable from his blood brothers and other descendants.

On the ever-changing battlefield, you need to maintain a tacit understanding with your comrades, but no relationship between comrades is more reliable than that of father, son, or brother.

The guard soldiers began to drive forward again. This time, these Qin soldiers really walked into the people of Yingchuan.

On this straight road, everyone on the road should have been dispersed.But now there are people standing on both sides of the road, on the nearby mountains, down the slopes, in the ditches, and on the ridges of the fields.

The soldiers of Qin State were holding their swords and long swords tightly, and their hands were sweating. The soldiers had cloth bands wrapped around their hands as if they were going into battle.

It took half an hour for the team to drive out of the city.

After all, the line of eight thousand soldiers, even if most of them were using chariots, was still very long, not to mention the Yingchuan defenders who were escorting them off.

After half an hour passed, Zhang Liang, who was standing on a high hill in the distance and wearing a bamboo hat, saw seven carriages driving past among the crowd. Zhang Liang felt like the common people in his heart.

He stood under the willow tree, his face tightly covered by a bamboo hat, followed by two people, both of whom he trusted most.

A strong wind blew over the dam, causing his black hair to flutter in the wind.

A farmer passing by on the trail saw a beautiful woman standing under the willow tree, but she was wearing men's clothes.

(End of this chapter)