Da Qin: Sharing a historical copy to the First Emperor at the beginning

Under the autumn breeze of slaughter, the banner with black characters on a red background engraved with the character "Qin" hunted and hunted, and it was displayed in the wind.

Tens of thousands of Qin Army banners were connected to form a scarlet ocean!

The black "Qin" characters suddenly enlarged in the eyes of Chu Jun, who turned back to watch.

At this moment, Xiang Yu and the Chu Jun behind him shook physically and mentally, their eyes showed shock, and their terrified expressions carried endless disbelief!

"Qin! That's actually my Daqin's army! "

Zi Ying and the bloody Qin Jun behind him, their pupils contracted violently, and their silent hearts thumped.

Behind the hunting Daqin Black Dragon Banner was a densely packed army of 500,000 people wearing black and red armor, with a solemn face and killing intent like substance.

The Qin army is as imposing as a rainbow, a battle-hardened warrior, standing like a swan, holding a long ge, the star flag halberd flashes with cold light, standing neatly and solemnly!

"Wind!"

"Wind!"

"Gale!"

"Gale!"

"Kill!"

In the midst of the banner hunting, the 500,000-strong army roared fiercely!

The sound of 500,000 people gathered together is like the waves of a tsunami!

The violent sound was like a mountain covering the hearts of Xiang Yu and Chu Jun.

"Impossible!" Xiang Yu looked at the fluttering banner and listened to the heaven-shaking roar, his face changed drastically.

"The army of Violent Qin has long been killed by King Ben!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Xiang Yu heard the roar of the Qin army imprinted in his soul at this moment, and his whole person fell into endless shock and panic.

He thought of the horror brought to him by these Qin troops who shouted "strong wind" when he was a child, the day the Chu Kingdom was destroyed!

The scene in his memory, he will never forget in his life!

In this stone-shattering Qin Jun slogan, Xiang Yu seemed to recall the helplessness of the waves of his childhood!

The word wind has become Xiang Yu's unforgettable scar!

"Where the hell is the army coming from, shouting the slogan of the violent Qin army!!"

"These violent Qin people who should kill a thousand knives have not been killed by this king, have they!"

Since the collapse of the first emperor in the dunes, the army of Daqin no longer used the slogan of the wind, and since Xiang Yu raised his army, although he fought the Qin army many times.

Hear this imposing slogan with your own ears again, or the second time!

The scars engraved in his heart were revealed, and Xiang Yu's heart was not only shocked, but also as if he had returned to his childhood!

"The Qin army that is more imposing than King Ben remembers..."

Xiang Yu's three corpses jumped violently, roaring like thunder, and tightly holding the overlord halberd in his hand.

As the ancestral dragon army got closer and closer, the memories in Xiang Yu's mind became clearer and clearer!

His pupils gradually dilated, and his sweaty hair stood up, and he had never been so shocked since he appointed himself the Overlord of Western Chu.

Xiang Yu recalled the famous name of the Qin army when he was a child.

"Only the army of the violent Qin back then had such a demeanor!"

Xiang Yu just glanced at it, and he was extremely sure that the troops that were rumbling and galloping in the rear were Daqin's army!

With a sudden shock in his heart, Xiang Yu contracted his pupils fiercely, and pulled out the overlord halberd inserted on the ground with a loud sound. Boundless anger is like a raging fire.

"The army of the violent Qin !!"

"Who led the !!?"

"Now it's a violent Qin that has run out of oil, where did such an elite army come from!?"

In the face of this angry Xiang Yu, he only promised, and he couldn't answer.

Meanwhile.

The child at the head of Xianyang City looked at the dense army of 500,000 in amazement!

For a while, he couldn't help but doubt, and only endless shock and tears filled his eyes.

"Gale!"

"Gale!"

"The warriors of the Great Qin Empire!"

"Such a uniform pace! Such a majestic and majestic power, like the roar of a black dragon, is the army of my Great Qin Empire! "

Zi Ying held the Changge in his hand, trembling with excitement.

In the shout of that strong wind, he only felt that a stream of hot blood rushed straight up, and instantly rushed to his brain.

The heart, which was slowly beating while waiting for death, was beating violently at this time.

At this time, no one missed this majestic and imposing Daqin army more than him!

No one understood better than him what this imposing Great Qin army represented!

At this time, the people in the city had also seen the fierce banner through the big hole in the city gate!

I saw the 500,000 Great Qin troops carrying the mighty weather rolling in!

"What's going on!"

"What's going on, that's our Daqin's army!"

"Didn't you see the huge Qin character on the flag?"

"Didn't you hear the cry of 'Gale'?"

"But... Where did it come from? Some people asked weakly.

But now at this time, no one will think about where this divine army came from!

The people, who were so excited that they were almost unstable, only knew that Xianyang City was saved, and only knew that the Great Qin Empire would not perish!

No one doubted that this Great Qin army with murderous intent would not be able to defeat the Chu army.

As the people of Daqin, they knew better than anyone what kind of combat power the Qin army that was so elite had been!

The child on the city wall looked at the hundreds of thousands of Daqin troops galloping from afar, his eyes filled with tears, and he couldn't help himself with excitement.

Then, he stretched out his bloodstained hand and wiped away his tears, and the old Qin song slowly sounded from his mouth.

"Zhao Jiao Lao Qin, go to the country together!"

"Old Qin, restore my mountains and rivers!"

"If the blood does not dry, there will be no truce in death!"

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The majestic song of the child awakened the old Qin people of Xianyang City, who were deeply shocked.

These old Qin people, who were also crying with excitement, sang loudly along with the child!

Immediately afterwards, the people in Xianyang City also stopped and stood and looked at each other from a distance, and the singing full of blood and tears gathered with their children and babies. Form a torrent of sound waves and float into the distance!

Zulong and the others, who led the army, heard this song that had been through the fire of war and vicissitudes, their expressions were soft, and they also sang slowly.

"There is my Daqin, like the sun rising!"

"Deep hatred of the country, vicissitudes are difficult to settle!"

"The world is troubled, how can you get Kanning!"

"Qin Youruishi, who fights with the front!"

The song of the 500,000-strong army was extremely majestic, echoing the singing of the children and babies in Xianyang City not far away.

Under this bloody residual sun, the Qin people who were singing songs wet their clothes with tears in their eyes!

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