The Age of Universal Gods: My God is the Big Boss of the Heavens

Therefore, Ying Zheng has not been idle during this period. Taking advantage of the east wind of Mount Tai's Fengchan, Ying Zheng directly used iron-blooded means to suppress the remaining forces of the six countries in the Qin Dynasty.

Even the most arrogant Baijia, under the pressure of Qin Shihuang, did not dare to take the lead.

After that, Ying Zheng set his sights on the Xiongnu.

At this moment, he has assembled a large army and plans to join forces and march eastward to kill the Huns. This time he not only wants to defeat the Huns more than 700 miles away, but also directly destroys the Huns' royal court and opens a passage to the European continent.

The world is so big, and he also wants to unify it.

Meng Tian, ​​who was guarding the Great Wall, had been recalled to Xianyang. He was originally worried because he didn't know what happened.

After all, ever since Mount Tai was enshrined in Zen and the First Emperor established the All-Heaven God Sect, the entire Qin court has been in a state of turmoil.

Being suddenly recalled at this moment, he already had the First Emperor's plan to attack him.

However, as a minister, if you want me to die, I have to die. Even though Meng Tian had already guessed in his heart, he couldn't refuse.

But the facts surprised him. When he returned to Xianyang, the First Emperor summoned him immediately.

"Meng Tian, ​​you have been guarding the Great Wall for Da Qin for many years, right? Are the Huns still obedient now?"

"Back to Your Majesty, it has been almost ten years. His Majesty the First Emperor has great talent and great strategy, but the Huns are seven hundred miles away. However, the Huns are aggressive and they still invade frequently. However, they are small-scale troops. There is the Great Wall, but our border with Qin is far away. Foolproof.”

Ying Zheng was silent, his eyes were extremely deep, and after a moment he said: "I spent a lot of Qin Nuo's national power to build the Great Wall, and I wanted to use it to resist the Xiongnu. Now it seems that I was wrong. The Xiongnu is Our great enemy of China has even hindered our progress. We should really destroy their race so that there will be no more Xiongnu in the world!”

Hearing this, Meng Tian suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Shihuang with surprise in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, are you going to send troops to defeat the Huns?!" Meng Tian's whole body trembled.

Ying Zheng smiled and said: "The great God of the Heavens needs a grand sacrifice, and the Huns will be the best sacrifice!"

Seeing Qin Shihuang like this, Meng Tian couldn't help but gulped. Although he had heard outside the Great Wall that when he was enshrining Zen in Mount Tai, the First Emperor met the true god and set the All Gods Sect as the state religion.

But no one could have imagined that the First Emperor would choose to destroy the Huns in order to sacrifice to the gods of the heavens.

What a great being the God of the Heavens was, that he was so believed in by the talented and resourceful First Emperor.

However, Ying Zheng did not answer Meng Tian's doubts. He just looked at Meng Tian deeply and said: "You are the general who is most familiar with the Huns. I have prepared an army of 500,000 for you. The destruction of the Huns is your only mission. I want to defeat the Huns." Sacrifice to my god in the golden tent of the royal court!”

Today's Great Qin has a strong national power, and the First Emperor suppresses the world. The entire Great Qin is like a clockwork machine.

Two hundred thousand elite Qin troops have been mobilized from across the country and have gathered outside Xianyang City to prepare for the danger.

Coupled with Meng Tian's 300,000 troops guarding the Huns, Da Qin's 500,000 troops were like a dragnet, trying to catch the Huns in one fell swoop.

The First Emperor, accompanied by hundreds of civil and military officials, stood at the city wall of Xianyang City and looked at the 200,000 troops gathered below.

Each of them practiced the martial arts skills they received from Zhang Sanfeng, and Da Qin's craftsmen used all their strength to arm them to the teeth.

They were like a torrent of steel, and like a giant black dragon, with a majestic momentum that swept across everything.

Ying Zheng looked at his own army below and suddenly spoke.

With hundreds of years of cultivation reaching its peak, his voice seemed to be able to penetrate through the ages, spreading throughout the entire Xianyang City.

"I am the First Emperor of Qin and the leader of the Gods of the Gods. I have suppressed the Qianqiu and unified China. However, the Xiongnu from Shangjun repeatedly invaded our borders of Daqin and massacred our people of Daqin. They committed all kinds of evil. Today, I have inherited the gods of the gods and decided to personally lead the army to the north to attack the Xiongnu. !”

"In this battle, we will destroy the Xiongnu country and their entire race. We will sacrifice our god on the ruins of the golden tent of the Xiongnu royal court!"

Ying Zheng's domineering voice spread in all directions in the void, and the whole Xianyang seemed to be boiling!

"Destroy the Xiongnu and sacrifice to my god! Destroy the Xiongnu and sacrifice to my god!"

All of a sudden, half a million troops roared in unison, and with the level of cultivation of these sergeants, their voices actually became a real sound wave.

The clouds above Xianyang City were blown away by the roar of the army.

"Leave!"

Ying Zheng's eyes became extremely cold. He needed the Xiongnu to offer sacrifices to the gods. For this reason, this race that had harmed the Central Plains for thousands of years was simply destroyed.

Great Qin's sergeants are now warriors per capita, and coupled with the straight roads and galloping roads built by Great Qin over the years, the army can march at an unusually fast speed.

At this moment, in the military camp in Shangjun, Ying Zheng's eldest son Fusu had received his father's imperial edict.

The 300,000 troops assembled in Shangjun also began to mobilize.

The current strength of the Huns is not weak. Although the supply is insufficient, the Huns, who have cavalry coming and going like the wind, are definitely not weak under the leadership of Modun Shanyu.

Fusu was inspecting military affairs with a heavy face at this moment. His father actually led the army to conduct the expedition himself. He absolutely could not let this cause chaos at this time.

Time flies, half a month later, Ying Zheng led an army of 200,000 people to Shangjun.

Among the military tents in Shangjun, there were only two people, Ying Zheng and Fu Su.

Ying Zheng looked at his son deeply, he sighed softly and patted his shoulder and said: "It's been six years, you've worked hard!"

Hearing his father's words, Fusu almost burst into tears. For so many years, his father had never praised him.

"Okay, don't act like a daughter. In the future, Daqin still needs you to expand its territory. I heard that the Xiongnu has a Chanyu named Maodun. Is he strong?"

Fusu wiped away his tears and replied: "Maodun is indeed a genius with a high level of cultivation. He once fought against my army of thousands of people alone. His cultivation is definitely not inferior to that of my sword saint Gai Nie!"

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a terrifying aura suddenly emerged from him.

"How does it compare to me?!"

Sensing Ying Zheng's aura, Fusu's face changed drastically, and his legs trembled.

How could his father have such a cultivation?

"This is the greatness of my God. As long as we destroy the Xiongnu, you can also have such strength!"

"God of the Heavens?!"

Hearing his father's words, Fusu was shocked. The God of the Heavens actually raised his father's strength to this level.

"Okay, although I will lead the army in person, the military affairs still depend on you and General Meng Tian. Now you are ready to go!"