Please Put Me on the Throne of Heroes

A heavy rain.

A big gust of wind.

The storm is coming...

"Hundred officials, come out to welcome me!" Qin Wangzheng stood up suddenly, his voice echoing in a low voice.

Out to meet, out to welcome.

The voices echoed in the Qin Palace, and the armored soldiers in Xianyang City stood upright in the rain, and the halberds in their hands shimmered coldly.

Outside the city of Xianyang, millions of Qin troops had already gathered here. The rugged road from Xianyang to Hangu was occupied by the fluttering Great Qin flag.

Regardless of the army, the people, regardless of the monarch and ministers, at this moment, they all showed a kind of solemnity.

At this moment, King Qin held the Qin sword in his hand.

At this moment, the majestic Great Qin is held by the king of Qin, the majestic Qin sword.

This sword uses Hangu as the front, the land of Shu as the handle, the fertile fields in Guanzhong as the two sides of the sword, and thousands of soldiers and civilians as the blade.

This sword is the epee of a great country, and the sword points out to the east, intending to sweep the world.

Now that Wang Ling and this sword are unsealed, it is even more welcoming to the world's number one immortal saint.

——Donghua!

The river of Weishui, the water is rushing, and the river water that originally flowed from west to east is pouring backwards at this moment, layer upon layer, from east to west, just like returning home.

Hundreds of officials came out to meet them, and King Qin stood in front of them.

The dark clouds rolled, but at the same time, a ray of light appeared on the horizon, like the morning light of sunrise, piercing through the majestic water vapor, scattering ray of light, suspending a colorful rainbow bridge.

The sky was miraculous, and the water vapor on the ground condensed into pieces of spray at the same time. Inside and outside Xianyang, at this moment, it was like a hundred flowers blooming.

When the true god enters the world, the wind stops and the rain stops.

It fully shows the "majesty" that it should have as the "Emperor of Donghua".

Hundreds of officials bowed to worship, but King Qin Yingzheng still stood upright, staring at the 'chariots and horses' that appeared at the end of the Hongqiao.

The pegasus in the trailer has completely transformed into a blue dragon with eight legs and twelve wings.

On the car, the canopy shook, and the ringing sound echoed.

Although the sound was clear and clear, it was more like the echo of a Hong Zhong.

Rippling the sky and the earth, it fell into Qin Wangzheng's ears. He put his hand on Qin Jian at his waist, and was about to speak loudly to welcome Donghua, but he heard the sound of the bell mixed with whispers.

"Are you the king of Qin?" '

It seems to mean that, but it seems not?

The distant voice came indistinctly, Qin Wangzheng was stunned, he listened carefully, and finally heard clearly...

'Just your name is Ying Zheng! ? '

"???"

Chapter 19 Asking the King on behalf of the people

Ying Zheng couldn't help being stunned by the ravings mixed in Hong Zhong, the voice seemed real and illusory, but he knew very well that it was definitely not an illusion, but a real voice mixed in the rainbow light like the sunrise and morning light.

It is the words brought by "Emperor Donghua", "Emperor Fusang", "Emperor Shuiguan", and "Tai Yi" in Xintian of Chu.

The rut dragged by the eight-legged and twelve-winged green dragon stops on the Hongqiao without falling. Xu Fu is lying in front of the car, his body leaning forward slightly, and his petite body under the cover of the loose clothing is arched backwards, winding and outlining the compactness. She lowered her eyes and looked down. The cap above her head was shaking from side to side, revealing a single eye with a little surprise.

As far as the eye can see, it is the majestic and majestic scene of Qin State. The Qin army stands like a forest of steel. That kind of solemn and solemn momentum permeates the whole country, with one heart and one heart, and the inside and outside are integrated.

"No wonder you can become the strongest in all countries..." Xu Fu exclaimed with sobs.

Yu Ji just glanced at it twice, then took it back: "Compared to the Shennong Xuanyuan Allied Army and Chi You's Jiuli Army, it is far behind."

Luo Wei took Yu Ji's words: "The time when the Yellow Emperor fought against the military master was still in the age of mythology, which is incomparable to the present."

In other words, to a certain extent, it is already a miracle that Qin State can be mentioned by Yu Ji on a par with Yanhuang and Jiuli's army.

Luo Wei stared at the ground under his feet, and did not let the ruts of the carriage...now it should be called a dragon cart fall, but looked at the slender figure of the hundred officials in Xianyang Palace, who had already stood in front of everyone.

The future Emperor Shihuang and today's Qin Wangzheng, he is wearing a black robe with a black bird pattern and a crown on his head. He has a handsome face and sharp eyes like a falcon.

Although young, he still looks quite dignified.

From the perspective of appearance and temperament alone, this is an undoubted 'emperor', a king that no one can question.

Of course, I'm afraid that no one would know that the emperor was in a 'confused' state at the moment.

To others, there is only the sacred bell, but to him, it is mixed with a lot of strange nonsense... If Qin Wangzheng had not had an extremely strong will, so powerful that it could even be called terrifying, he might have already fallen into the trap at this moment. In a state of bewilderment.

Those straightforward words, those superficial words, obviously do not contain deep meaning, but each sentence can directly point to the weakness of people's hearts.

Ying Zheng pursed his lips, frowned, and remained silent.

He just raised his head, looked at the rut in the sky, and looked at the "God" on that day——

"Have you resisted?" Luo Wei chuckled.

Targeting Yingzheng with "chaos" was an idea he had had before he entered Qin, and it was one of his goals for entering Qin.

Especially at this moment, after seeing the situation where the Qin people are united as one, this kind of behavior is even more imperative.

Because although Qin is powerful, Luo Wei knows that this powerful empire will collapse in the second generation and perish in the third generation after it unifies the world.

Qin Wangzheng pushed the empire to its peak, but planted the hidden danger of the empire's collapse, and future generations do not have his ability to suppress this huge hidden danger.

To some extent, Qin Wangzheng is slightly similar to the first king Luo Wei met in this world, Gilgamesh. If there is no Luo Wei, Uruk will also be in the hands of Gilgamesh Going to the top, after his death also, collapsed quickly.

Therefore, Luo Wei also wants to do something similar to what he did back then.

Ask the king for the people.

Although it is a bit arrogant to say this, but now, he has already had the capital of arrogance.

Along the way, he collected questions from thousands of people, and Luo Wei never refused any questions or requests, and it was precisely for this moment.

He is the God of the peoples,

You can ask the king for all the people.

So at this moment, the god and the king looked at each other, and at this moment, the king of Qin and the emperor of Donghua met in Xianyang.

The chaotic bells echoed in all directions, and the chaotic babbles overlapped one after another. Luo Wei swayed his sleeves, but with his own consciousness, weaved an illusion—virtual space.

Qin Wangzheng came back to his senses suddenly, and saw a vast expanse of surroundings. In the darkness, there were dots of stars and shimmering lights.

However, he was only stunned for a moment, and immediately recovered his composure, and laughed: "Huhahaha...Emperor Donghua, are you so anxious to be alone with me for a while?"

"What do you say?" A figure appeared in the darkness ahead, and Luo Wei's figure was sitting behind the table, and he said, "Sit down, King Qin."

"Or do you prefer that I continue to use the Chaos Bell to communicate with you?"

Ying Zheng's face changed uncontrollably. Facts have proved that no matter how determined a person is, he can't withstand the bombardment of indescribable nonsense... There must be some shadow in his heart.

Of course Luo Wei was satisfied with this, he didn't need to think hard about how to break the defense of others, but used the automatically generated language to attack the opponent, and he could accurately find the opponent's psychological weakness.

If this 'chaos' is used well, it can not only be regarded as Luo Wei's 'dead end', but also can be regarded as a magic weapon and supreme treasure to defeat the enemy.

Qin Wangzheng sat down, but the posture of the king did not restrain himself at all.

Although he didn't know where it was, he didn't feel that he was a head shorter than Luo Wei at all.

He said: "Huhaha, you are indeed the emperor of Donghua, with such a demeanor, he is not inferior to the widow in the slightest."

"You don't need to brag about yourself, I'm tired of hearing it." Luo Wei waved his sleeves and filled the wine on the table in front of him. He raised his glass and said, "I'm here, just say a word and ask a question."

"Da Qin, is it possible for the world?"

"I am the Great Qin, and I am the world!" Qin Wangzheng said as a matter of course: "Looking at the world, is there anything stronger than my Great Qin?"

"Have."

"what?"

"I."

"..."

Qin Wangzheng squinted his eyes, fixedly looking at the Divine Emperor and Immortal Monarch in front of him.

"Do you know what I saw when I came to Qin?" Luo Wei said slowly: "When I came to Qin, I saw the towering Qin sword. .”

"One sword goes outward, one sword goes inward."

King Qin was silent for a moment, and slowly picked up the wine bottle in front of him.

Surrounded by darkness and dazed, in the virtual space woven by consciousness, this Qin Wangzheng rarely showed a thoughtful expression that emerged from the outside world.

After a long time, Qin Wangzheng exhaled and laughed loudly: "Huhahaha, as expected of the fairy Donghua, he can see the disadvantages of my great Qin sword at a glance."

What Luo Wei said, of course he knew what the problem was. Qin Jian was sharp, but this sharpness always had a price.

The Qin State is based on the system of plowing and war, which is based on plowing and fighting, and enfeoffing land with military achievements. Therefore, Qin people are not afraid of death, because their death will allow future generations to have land entrustment, and they can rely on the enfeoffment land to live a good life.

Since the change of Shang Yang, such a system has been implemented very fairly, and it has accumulated absolute credibility and popular support from top to bottom.

However—Qin Wangzheng intends to unify the world, but what he thinks is not the enfeoffment after unification, but the centralization of power.

Take the power back to Daqin and let the king rule over everything.

Instead of enfeoffing the princes like the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, the emperor could not directly control the various places.

This is a fundamental negation of the Qin army system.

"But this step is imperative for the widow."

"Because I want to build Qin into a real empire, I want to cast Qin into a divine sword that shines in the world, I want this sword to last for thousands of years without fading, I want to be the bright moon of Great Qin after thousands of years, Still shines brightly here."

Qin Wangzheng had the ambition to embrace the world and the courage to surpass his ancestors.

Qin Jiandong came out and swept not only the world.

It is the past.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Huhahaha, I swear to transcend life and death, and to forge unworldly achievements that surpass the three emperors and five emperors. How can I be afraid of death?"