Qin Shi Mingyue Taoist Master Uncle

Annihilating the enemy army is undoubtedly a great victory, but the Qin army also suffered a lot of casualties, and was also very tired.

Except for some people left to clean the battlefield, the rest began to return to the camp for repairs.

Bei Chen didn't stay here too long, and left with Meng Tian.

A few days later, the frontier returned to calm. This time, the Qin State killed the invaders with a thunderbolt, which not only defended the territory, but also deterred other forces.

The Qiang people and the Yue clan in the west were also a little ready to move, but now they immediately took some care and sent envoys to show their favor.

After all, the current state of Qin no longer suffers from the troubles of the northern border. If it is not honest, it will take care of itself when the other party frees up its hand.

Of course, this is because Qin State won. If they failed to stop the coalition forces of Macedonia and the Huns, they would probably take the opportunity to send troops to get a share of the pie.

The exchanges between countries seem to be intricate, but in essence they are simple and rude.

As long as they can continue to win, naturally no one dares to provoke them.

Time flies, and another few days have passed.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, three people sat at the table.

They are Mengtian, Fusu and Beichen.

Fusu said, "General Meng, how many soldiers were lost in this battle?"

Hearing this, Meng Tian cupped his hands and said, "My lord, since the war started a month ago, we have experienced more than ten battles, large and small."

"Daqin sacrificed a total of more than [-] soldiers, and more than [-] people were seriously injured. I am afraid that they will not be able to recover in this life."

Hearing this, Fusu sighed, and then said, "The deaths and injuries of more than [-] are all from our Daqin warriors."

"General Meng, all the soldiers who sacrificed must comfort their families well, and don't treat them badly."

Meng Tian replied seriously, "My lord, don't worry, the matter of pension will be arranged for someone to do it."

The former nodded, but still frowned, looking a little sad.

Regarding Fusu's attitude, Beichen still felt quite relieved.

As the eldest son of the emperor, although he is not as capable as his father Yingzheng, he is better than him in one aspect.

That is to be more loving.

But today's people, what they need is precisely to recuperate.

If the current world can be stabilized, Fusu may also do well and become a benevolent king.

At least they will no longer criticize those poor people.

Of course, the premise of all this must be based on the fact that he has sufficient ability and courage.

Otherwise, if the current problems cannot be solved, let alone the future.

All Beichen can do is to help the other party, but in the end, the emperor still needs to control the general direction.

If Fusu ascends the throne in the future, it is still unknown to what extent he can achieve it.

While the few people were talking, a secret shadow guard hurried into the big tent.

He knelt down on one knee and said, "See the eldest son, the master of the state, and General Meng!"

Fusu asked, "Calm down, what's the matter?"

The Shadow Secret Guards were the first emperor's personal guards, so it was probably because something important happened after such a long journey to get here.

After hearing the words, the Shadow Secret Guard stood up and replied, "Report to Young Master, Your Majesty has an order for you."

Hearing this, Fusu got up quickly, went forward and bowed down.

The Shadow Secret Guard said, "His Majesty the Emperor ordered that the eldest son Fusu set off immediately and return to Xianyang!"

"Fu Su obeys the order!"

Fusu replied respectfully, then stood up.

At this moment, Beichen asked, "Your Majesty summoned the young master to go back. I don't know what happened in Xianyang?"

"This……"

Hearing the question, the Shadow Secret Guard hesitated.

It stands to reason that this trip should not say much except for delivering a message for the emperor, but the identities of the people in front of them are quite special, so it is not impossible to say more.

And some things are not secrets, even if he doesn't tell them now, he will still know when he returns to Xianyang.

After thinking for a while, he replied, "Go back to Master Guoshi, everything is fine in Xianyang, but His Majesty's Eucharist seems to be a little sick."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his hands and backed out.

Hearing this, both Fusu and Mengtian showed expressions of surprise and worry.

Although the former's words were quite euphemistic, they revealed an obvious message.

That is, Emperor Shihuang is not very good now.

Bei Chen also frowned slightly. Regarding this matter, he had expected it before.

After all, only Ying Zheng can summon the dragon soul, and his lifespan was cut because of summoning the dragon soul.