Pan Si is a cavalryman, a heavy armored cavalryman of the Qin Dynasty. He has been in the army for ten years. He served on the battlefield for the first five years and was deployed to guard the palace for the next five years. He is currently affiliated with the Imperial Guards of the Qin Dynasty and is a personal soldier under the direct command of the Emperor of Qin.
Half a month ago, as a sixth-level body-refining madman and the captain of the First Cavalry, he was summoned from his post into the palace.
This was not a common thing. His official position was not enough for the emperor to summon him in person, so he had a vague feeling that something big was about to happen.
With an uneasy mood, Pan Si entered the palace that afternoon. After showing his ID card to verify his identity, Pan Si entered Xianyang Palace smoothly.
Coincidentally, when he was at the palace gate, he met several other colleagues who were also captains of the Guards. These people knew each other and were even good friends in the army back then.
After a brief exchange, they realized that they had entered the palace under the same summons.
Several people fell silent, looking at each other with solemn eyes.
"There is a war on the front line now. The capital of Wei State has been destroyed. The generals are now dividing their forces to attack Zhao State and South Korea. I guess the army is short of men. Maybe we are called here today..."
Pan Si's tone was filled with excitement.
The Qin Dynasty was very martial, and all the men and even most of the women in the country practiced martial arts. This country seemed to have a natural fanaticism for fighting.
As soldiers leading troops, some can go to the front lines to kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds, while others can only stay in the capital to guard the imperial city.
People like Pan Si have long been impatient at their posts. It would be great if they could have a chance to fight on the front line again.
Before he finished speaking, a guard captain beside him shook his head.
"It's unlikely. Our Daqin army is now strong. The generals have brought out more than 200,000 troops, and they have won consecutive battles all the way. There is no possibility of us returning to the front line. In my opinion, there should be other things."
Everyone was silent, and immediately led by the leading eunuch to the Zhangtai Hall.
The emperor was waiting for them there.
Without saying a word, Pan Si and others walked in the huge Qin Palace for nearly half an hour, and then they saw the tall Zhangtai Palace in the distance in front of them.
These people all had a strange feeling in their hearts, because the Zhangtai Hall was usually an important place for discussions between the emperor and senior officials of the imperial court. Even the recently busy pacification of the Six Kingdoms was decided here.
If there is any turmoil here, these low-level officers of the Imperial Guard may have a chance to come here, but the chance of being summoned by the emperor in person may not be many in this life.
With various moods, a dozen officers finally stepped into the gate of Zhangtai Hall.
Looking up, the hall is filled with black elements, black dragon pillars, black floors and black bead curtains. Occasionally, there are some gold utensils and objects to decorate the black, adding to the majesty and mystery of the black.
A touch of nobility.
The Qin Dynasty favored martial arts and respected the color black. Even the style of the palace was different from the splendor of other countries. If it were any other palace, even the floors would be inlaid with gold.
It is because the Qin Dynasty was martial and not extravagant, and had the foundation accumulated by previous kings, that it gave Ying Zhengwen the courage and strength to sweep through the six kingdoms!
With an attitude of reverence, upright bodies and solemn faces, all the officers stepped into the hall in a queue.
As soon as he came in, he found that there was no emperor on the dragon throne, but there was another group of people standing under the stage.
This group of people are also dressed as military men, and judging from the armor standard, they are not high-ranking officers.
They stood with their heads high and stood firmly under the main hall. The auras revealed by each of them were thick and steady. It was obvious that these people were all body-training madmen with considerable strength in the army.
As they approached, the group of people who arrived earlier also noticed Pan Si's arrival, and some subconsciously looked sideways.
At this glance, some people laughed.
Because we all know each other!
Pan Si and others were from the East City Guards, while the group of people in front of them were from the West City or the Middle City, and some were even from the Capital Guards.
These people are all officers in the team. Although their ranks are not high, they meet each other every day. Some are old acquaintances, and even if they are not familiar with others, they are familiar by face. It can be said that everyone knows everyone.
Including Pan Si and others who had just arrived, there were already nearly fifty officers standing in Zhangtai Hall.
This group of people are all relatively young, with an average age of thirty or less than forty. They are all low-level officers of the city's imperial guards or city defenders, and one thing they have in common is that their average strength is not weak.
More than forty people gathered here. Although they all knew each other, due to environmental factors, they did not dare to speak loudly to each other. Occasionally, there were discussions in low voices, and they were all discussing the reason for being summoned by the emperor today.
As for the final conclusion, it is naturally confusing.
Not long after, the sound of someone moving was heard from the back of the palace. Everyone looked stern and subconsciously lined up according to the military formation.
More than forty officers lined up in almost two breaths, with their chests raised and their heads raised, their expressions solemn, showing the highest respect for their Emperor.
Sure enough, Emperor Qin Ying Zhengwen walked out of the apse accompanied by his palace attendants. He was wearing a black dragon robe and a crown on his head. He was walking with great strides. Although his face was full of high spirits, there was an unconcealable tiredness in his eyes.
color.
Apparently before this, this young and promising emperor had been approving memorials in his palace for three days and two nights.
"See Your Majesty!"
More than forty people shouted in unison and gave Ying Zhengwen a military salute in unison.
Yes, they did not kneel and bow, but stood and gave a military salute.
This is not treason, but the national rule of the Qin Dynasty.
The Qin Dynasty relied on martial arts to build the country. Warriors were exempted from kneeling when they saw the emperor. This was an important manifestation of the Qin Dynasty's martial arts. Also, because most of the civil servants in the court were good at martial arts, the Qin Dynasty's court usually had the emperor sitting and all the ministers standing.
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"No gifts!" Ying Zhengwen's voice was full of anger.
Looking at the dozens of officers below, there was a smile on his young face, but there was also a trace of worry deep down.
Naturally, there was something important to come to see them today, but what they were asked to do was very difficult.
"You must have all been thinking privately about the purpose of calling you here, right? Has anyone figured out a way?" Ying Zhengwen said with a warm smile.
Hearing this, everyone below laughed.
They were thinking about it, but they couldn't figure it out after much thought, but they had a vague hunch in their hearts.
They all retired from the battlefield and had some experience in the army before.
If suddenly, the military commander selects a group of elite soldiers who can fight, he will definitely prepare to form a team similar to dead soldiers, which will penetrate the enemy's throat in a war.
To put it bluntly, the dozens of people present were all sixth-level body-training madmen. Such a formation of cavalry could completely break through a thousand-man army formation.
With anticipation, Pan Si raised his head and said loudly.
"Your Majesty, please speak clearly! Who do you want us to hit?"
Dozens of other people agreed one after another and were in high spirits.