Da Qin, the Tyrant of the Ying Clan, Destroyed Zhao Gao's Mansion at the Beginning

Chapter [-]: The Confident Wang Li

Ten days passed by in a hurry.

In a blink of an eye, the training time that Shi Huang had set for Ying Changqing had ended, and he was about to enter the actual combat drill.

On the grounds of the Imperial Guard Military Academy, high-ranking officials of the court and many family members gathered early.

Many of these people came to see Ying Changqing's jokes.

After all, Ying Changqing had fought against the dudes in Xianyang City in order to gain system points before, breaking his arms and legs, and killing him on the spot. Many of them were relatives and friends of these officials.

Although Ying Changqing did not dare to act rashly because of Ying Changqing's slaughter of Zhao Gao and Xu Fu's reputation, he was very pleased to see it and let out his anger.

In their opinion, Ying Changqing was just a scoundrel, and at most, he killed some powerful servants with ruthlessness, and it was too early to charge into the battlefield.

Especially after learning that it was Wang Li who was fighting against Ying Changqing, everyone became even more determined to watch the joke.

After all, this is the grandson of Daqin Taiwei Wang Jian, the direct son of General Wang Ben, and the true descendant of a family of generals.

In the entire Daqin army, only the Meng family of Meng Tian and Meng Yi brothers can be compared with the Wang family.

Moreover, this Wang Li himself is quite competitive. At a young age, he made many achievements in the wars of destroying Chu and Zhao, and was personally named the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard by the First Emperor.

Such a general, to clean up Ying Changqing, a playboy, isn't it easy to capture?

Even Ying Zheng, who was sitting high on the throne, didn't have much confidence in Ying Changqing.

At the beginning, the reason why the first emperor gave Ying Changqing a chance was to prevent the most potential son from going to the frontier and risk his life, and by the way, let Ying Changqing familiarize himself with military affairs.

The drill site is not planned to be opened to the public.

However, the courtiers couldn't hold back their requests, and the reasons were extremely high-sounding.

Ying Zheng could only feel that his son's previous methods were too violent, which made all the ministers in the DPRK hold grudges in their hearts.

In this case, Ying Zheng, who knew that it was better to block the truth, could only give the courtiers a chance to vent their dissatisfaction.

And what if this son can give himself a surprise and win a victory?

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"You said, this time Young Master Changqing and Wang Lei competed, who will win?"

Feng Quji, the doctor of the imperial censorship, was treating his eldest son, Langguan Feng Jie said with a mocking smile.

His distant cousin, who had his leg broken by Ying Changqing a month ago because he was galloping on the street, is still recovering in the mansion.

"If it's a heads-up competition, with Young Master Changqing's brute force, there may be a few chances of winning."

"However, this commanding thousands of troops to conduct battlefield drills, Ying Changqing has no chance of winning!"

Li You muttered.

The imperial decree for him to be transferred from Xianyang to the commanding officer of Kuaiji has come down. After watching this exercise, he will set off. Naturally, he will not have a good impression of Ying Changqing.

"Actually, this young master, Changqing, is also a strange man. He has recently started to appear on the market in Xianyang. The price is quite low, and the new paper and books that can benefit scholars all over the world are said to be his inventions!"

"It's just that such an invention appears on a tyrannical Ying Changqing, it always feels strange."

"Maybe, where did he grab it from and take it for himself!"

"That's right, just that reckless man, it's strange to have such a skill!"

"If it appeared on the son of Fusu, it would be almost the same!"

"Exactly, Mr. Fusu is a serious Confucian university with a reputation for kindness all over the world. How can he be compared to that thug?"

"In my opinion, in the future this Daqin Sheji will still fall into the hands of Young Master Fusu."

"As for that Ying Changqing, he will soon become a well-known joke of defeat!"

The sons and daughters of officials and officials on the side also started talking.

The words were filled with hatred and contempt for Ying Changqing, wishing that he could take the place of Wang Li and beat Ying Changqing.

"Thank you for your compliments, my younger brother is indeed wicked, please bear with me!"

Just as everyone was talking about it, a young man dressed in Confucian clothing came to the stage and bowed his hands to everyone.

"It turned out to be the eldest son!"

"His Royal Highness Fusu, why are you here!"

"Please take a seat!"

The disciples of the officials greeted them warmly while returning the salute.

No way, since Zhao Gao was wiped out by Ying Changqing, Hu Hai, who had lost his support, was exposed, and his stubborn name was no better than Ying Changqing's. Crown Prince candidate.

It is undoubtedly an extremely cost-effective investment to befriend such a son who is very hopeful to take over the Daqin Empire in the future, and it is also the most favorable guarantee for the continuation of the family's wealth.

In particular, the eldest son, His Royal Highness, has always clearly expressed his support for the feudal system, and it has made many aristocratic families see the hope of encroaching on the territory in the future!

And Ying Changqing, who was notorious and hated by countless nobles, was the sharpest contrast.

Fortunately, Daqin still has a benevolent son like His Royal Highness Fusu.

If all the young masters were as brutal and bloodthirsty as Ying Changqing, and did not put the pillars of the country like the gentry in their eyes at all, then there would really be no hope.

Many courtiers felt secretly, and came over by the way, hoping to make some friendship with Fu Suduo.

......

On the school grounds, the [-] Imperial Guard cavalry troops led by Wang Li had already entered the field more than half an hour earlier.

As an aristocratic family of generals, and he has been in the army for many years, Wang Li has formed a set of his own way of governing the army.

"it is good!"

Even the First Emperor couldn't help but secretly praised the cavalry army led by Wang Li.

The disciples of the officials who came to watch the battle even shouted loudly one by one.

"By the way, what about Ying Changqing?"

"Why hasn't it arrived yet?"

After a stick of incense passed, there was still only Wang Li's army in the arena.

"I don't know, it's probably still on the way!"

"Let's not say more, it is the efficiency of the march, and the two sides are not at the same level at all!"

"In my opinion, even if Ying Changqing arrives later, seeing such a neat lineup of elites like General Wang Li, I'm afraid I'll be too scared to lose my strength!"

"Let's just say, he wins Changqing, at most he can fight hard, relying on people to bully us a little more, and meeting a real general in the army like Wang Li, it is definitely not good!"

"Let's save some strength and mock him later!"

There was another chatter in the arena.

If it weren't for the scruples that the First Emperor was present, I'm afraid someone would laugh out loud.

But no one noticed that the cavalry soldiers of the Imperial Guard, who had been in the school grounds for a long time, had more and more beads of sweat on their foreheads.

Chapter [-] The shock of Wang Jian!

"We could have arrived an hour ago, but this tyrant son has been deliberately procrastinating. If it goes on like this, I will be thankful for not being late."

"This devil will try his best to toss people, and he will tie heavy sandbags to everyone and the horse's hoofs, slow down himself, wait for the cavalry to hedge, how can he win over others!"

"I heard that the crowd who came to watch the battle this time gathered the powerful and powerful of Xianyang City. It's a shame to lose a lot of money!"

"I don't know what sins I committed in my previous life, and I was assigned to suffer under this tyrant!"

"When I think of the ridicule after losing, I can't wait to dig a hole and bury myself in it!"

"It's really bad luck!"

Outside the school grounds, Ying Changqing's soldiers and soldiers, who were marching slowly, were also weak and depressed.

In the past ten days, they have all been tortured by Ying Changqing's hell-style training method, and they are still doubting how they survived.

Although no one dared to openly question Ying Changqing's strange orders and obeyed them truthfully, in his heart, he already hated Ying Changqing, the devil, to his core.

"Ding, soldier Wang Xiaoliu called you cruel and perverted, more tyrant than tyrant, system points +999!"

"Ding, Shi Chang Leyi scolds you for nonsense and tossing, system points +999!"

"Ding, Li Yi, the captain of the hundred riders, scolds you as a tyrant, system points +1999!"

Looking at the constantly swiping system prompts, Ying Changqing's smile grew stronger and stronger.

As expected of the elites that the First Emperor personally selected for him, the foundation is indeed quite good. After being tossed for ten days by referring to the special forces training method of later generations, most of the people still gritted their teeth and persisted, and they still had the strength to scold themselves in their hearts. .

The only unfortunate thing is that these elites in the army are not very open-minded, they only know how to slash and slash, so that Ying Changqing's tricks can't find the object of inheritance.

"Looks like there is a chance, I have to bring the guys from Fan Kuai and Zhou Bo to experience it. These bastards are all bastards. They dare to use any tricks. They are much stronger than this group of iron lumps."

"Also, in Daqin's punishment, there is a clause to charge the army to offset the crime. This young master installed them as pawns, and it can be regarded as a person to make the best use of it!"

Ying Changqing smiled lightly.

However, in the eyes of the soldiers who had been tossed out of phobias by him, it was this demon who was thinking about some new tricks to torture people.

The head, which was not very high before, suddenly drooped lower.

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When the bell was about to ring, and Zhang Handu, who was in charge of the battle, was already in a hurry, Ying Changqing's team finally appeared at the gate of the school field.

Zhang Han just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to announce the official start of the martial arts performance, but his eyes suddenly widened.

The extremely impatient officials' disciples who were already waiting on the side were no longer able to care about anything else, and burst into laughter.

"Haha, what kind of a ghost army is this, the army is sparse, and there is no queue at all!"

"One by one, they started to be downcast before they could fight, just like a dead mother!"

"Just this virtue, let alone General Wang Li, even if you let me go up, I can easily destroy the opposite side!"