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Chapter 167: Cowhide Scroll

The forty-nine officers were in high spirits and stared at Ying Zhengwen on the dragon chair.

They knew in their hearts at this time that since their group of people were gathered here, they would definitely be used as sharp knives, and they must be used in the most critical places.

It may be to go deep into the capital of Yan State to assassinate the emperor, or it may be to sneak into South Korea to assassinate important military officials.

The worst thing is to form a death squad and rush into a million-strong army to capture the enemy general.

Just thinking about this made everyone feel uncontrollably excited.

They are all powerful officers, and they all retired from the battlefield in their early years. In recent years, they have been guarding this rock-solid Xianyang City.

If a man can achieve great achievements, who would be willing to just sit there and live a mediocre life?

Looking at their expressions, a trace of satisfaction appeared on Ying Zhengwen's face.

His eyes swept across the faces one by one, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

After a while, he nodded and said solemnly.

"Originally, I only needed to issue an imperial edict to send you away, but I insisted on telling you face to face, for no other reason than because I want you to die this time!"

Ying Zhengwen's voice was as loud as a bell, and this sentence was obviously said in an accentuated tone.

One sentence immediately suppressed the high emotions of dozens of officers below.

The officers looked at His Majesty the Emperor with strange expressions.

Death? There must be no one who is not afraid of death since ancient times, but who are these people? As generals of the Qin Dynasty, even if they are just a small cavalry commander, they have just retired from the battlefield. No one understands death better than them.

The Qin-Jin War lasted for ten years, and they were all fighting on the front lines. At that time, they fought for years, and the armies of both sides fought no less than 20 times within 300 miles of each other's borders. It was really a battle.

A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

And this group of people is the people who climbed out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

Death? There is really no one in this group of people who is afraid of it.

Now that the emperor told them to die, and in such a threatening tone, the people below were unhappy.

Among the people, Pan Si was the boldest and was the first to stand up.

"What are you talking about, Your Majesty? I, a man from the Great Qin Dynasty, am galloping on the battlefield to achieve meritorious deeds. I am not afraid of dying for my country, but I am afraid of dying in vain. Your Majesty must have summoned us for something important, so there is no need to test us with words."

"Yes, Your Majesty, why would you die?"

"Your Majesty, please make it clear that we will not blink an eye even if we go up mountains of swords and seas of fire!"



Warriors on the battlefield are vulgar, and their speeches are often rude, but very direct.

If you need a group of people to fight for you, but these people are always complimentary when they talk to you, and they talk politely and politely, who can trust you?

So Ying Zhengwen didn't mind the rudeness of these military attachés, but nodded with satisfaction.

"As expected of me, Da Qin Erlang." He said in his heart.

Immediately, Ying Zhengwen waved his hand, and the confidant eunuch retreated from the back hall, and soon a square wooden frame was pushed out.

There is a cowhide roll on the wooden frame, which is six feet wide. It does not look old, but seems to have been made recently.

Ying Zhengwen walked down the steps and stood in front of a group of officers.

With a smile on his face, he turned around to face the wooden frame, pulled the rope, and lowered the cowhide roll.

With a whoop, the thick cowhide roll suddenly unfolded. Everyone took a closer look and found that it was actually a map!

In this picture, the upper half is mainly the territory of the Qin Dynasty, and the other six kingdoms in the north have been squeezed out of the picture.

There is a horizontal line in the middle of the lower part with the words "Hulu Valley" marked on it.

And under the Hulu Valley is the northern territory of the Song Dynasty!

Pan Si and others were stunned for a moment when they saw this map. Why is this map so strange? It ignores the other six kingdoms in the north, leaving only the Qin Kingdom and the Song Kingdom half of the northern border?

Ying Zhengwen spoke at this time.

"Can you recognize this picture?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, and each was a little confused.

However, I can understand things like military maps, so he said immediately.

"Return to your majesty, let's get to know each other!" Everyone bowed their heads and said.

Ying Zhengwen hummed, then pointed to the location of Xianyang City on the map.

If you pay a little attention, you will find that there is a thin red line under the landmark of Xianyang City. This line is winding and winding, but it avoids all the mountains that lie in front of it. It goes all the way south through the Daqin Mountain River and goes straight to the Hulu Valley.

When we arrived at Calabash Valley, the red line still did not disappear, but continued southward in a more winding way.

This time, the red line avoids more than just mountains. Looking at the simplified knife-shaped symbols, you can tell that it is the garrison of the enemy's army!

The range drawn with dotted lines is the patrol range of each garrison.

And this red line runs through the gaps between various garrison areas and patrol areas, winding all the way, like nine turns and eighteen turns.

In the end, the red line passed through no less than thirty military districts and finally stopped under a city.

Three large characters are clearly written under the logo.

"Bianliang City!"

It turned out to be Bianliang City, the capital of the Song Dynasty! The officers present were stunned.

There are six countries in the north except Da Qin. At present, the capital of Wei has been conquered, and the remaining capitals of Zhao, Chu, Qi, Yan and Han are still there. If it were any of the above countries, even if they were in the dragon's pond and tiger's den, as long as the emperor gave the order, they would not hesitate at all.

However, the Song Dynasty is not in the north and has no disputes with the Qin Dynasty. Why did His Majesty the Emperor now show this map and make it clear that he wants them to go to Bianliang City to make a big fuss.


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