Hu Hai, covered in blood, kicked the dead head of Loulan King, and said excitedly:
"This big round head is perfect for making a wine glass.
I can't wait to dedicate him to my father."
Zhang San looked at Hu Hai who had turned into a bloody gourd and couldn't help pinching his nose.
But the bloody smell couldn't stop creeping in, like maggots in the tarsal bones.
Hu Hai fell into a perverted habit, which was killing people.
Even in the palace, there is no resistance.
But he still couldn't restrain his excitement and slaughtered everyone here.
He likes the smell of blood, whether it's the enemy's or his own.
He didn't care about another cut at the corner of his mouth, and even stuck out his tongue to taste it.
Anyway, it’s about being as perverted as possible.
Zhang San finally couldn't help but complained:
"Can you take a fucking shower? This is so disgusting!"
Hu Hai glanced at Zhang San with an unkind expression, and even provocatively glanced back and forth at his neck a few times, saying with ill intentions:
"In just three rounds, I can make your head a companion of King Loulan's!"
Zhang San sneered, stretched his neck and said:
"Come on, twist it off!
Just like how you twisted your brother's neck, twist mine off!"
Hu Hai's face suddenly turned pale, his lips trembled twice, and finally he let out an extremely suppressed roar and turned around suddenly to leave.
Before leaving, he stepped on King Loulan's head.
So that the round head exploded like a watermelon.
Zhang San frowned, shook the white unknown object on his body, and murmured:
"What a shame, what a perfect wine glass."
Li Xin's army arrived belatedly and quickly took over the Loulan Royal City.
And in the name of avenging the King of Loulan, they carried out crazy strangulation of the nobles in the city.
In just one day, almost all the nobles in Loulan Kingdom, including the royal family, were wiped out!
Originally, the people of Loulan thought that it would be a catastrophe.
But no one expected that the money-grubbing Qin army actually ordered and prohibited this time and had no intention of harassing the people.
Although he is also a ferocious spirit, he has agreed on three chapters and does not care about anything else.
So just three days later, this small country in the Western Regions closest to Da Qin became peaceful, as if nothing happened.
Ordinary people do not have many requirements for who is the ruler.
As long as you don't commit adultery, plunder, or act recklessly, that's fine.
What's more, the people of Qin are much better than those hateful nobles.
At least their agricultural tax is in line with that of Da Qin!
Thirty-five percent tax! Isn’t this just free prostitution?
However, the commercial tax is a little heavier, but that is also relative. The commercial tax of five to one makes the merchants in the Western Regions grateful to His Majesty the Great First Emperor.
"Aren't these Loulan people too spineless? They didn't even resist?"
Li Xin stepped into the palace neatly dressed, and the horse in his hand was not even stained with blood, which made him a little dissatisfied.
Originally, it was thought that Hu Hai's 4,000 troops who had arrived at the camp first were not enough to completely defeat Loulan.
But no one expected that the people here had such a low desire to resist, it was simply jaw-dropping.
Zhang San was leaning on a tiger leather chair. Two beauties with high nose bridges, big eyes, curly hair, and white skin were serving him tremblingly.
Zhang San took a sip of the wine, looked at the palace servants who were cleaning up the broken limbs in the hall, and said with a smile:
"The thirty-six countries in the Western Regions have not been destroyed several times, and they dare not say that they have a long history.
The people here have been in war all year round, and they are very satisfied if they can survive.
As for the feelings of family and country, I’m afraid they haven’t evolved to such a high level of thought.”
Li Xin sat down on the seat next to him, exhaled and said:
"This is what Boss Qin said. If there is no cultural core and no national self-confidence, it can be assimilated, right?
If given time, Confucian education is implemented here, within two generations, they can consider themselves Qin people."
Zhang San crossed Erlang’s legs and said with a smile:
"Yes, that's what it means.
It is said that Boss Qin has already recruited volunteer teachers from the Royal Institute of Technology of the Qin Empire.
Soon, scholars from hundreds of schools of thought will come to this land.
Follow the pace of our army's conquest and guide these barbarians into the civilized era."
Having said this, Zhang San paused and added:
"Of course, we also recruited a group of novelists to compile the histories of the countries in the Western Regions."
Li Xin was suddenly confused:
"Wait a minute, shouldn't history be written by historians?
Besides, every country in the Western Region has historians, so wouldn’t it be enough to use theirs?”
Zhang San rolled his eyes and said:
“They? They’re going to record shitty history!
Even if it is a history book, it is false!
The countries in the Western Regions share the same ancestry with the Qin Dynasty. At that time, Qin Xianggong escorted King Ping of Zhou to move eastward and was granted the title of vassal.
Then he sent his younger brother to the Western Regions to gather his tribe.
Although hundreds of years have passed, the same blood still flows in our bodies."
Li Xin's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the trembling beauties around him.
Look at their curly hair, white skin, and even some of them don't even have black hair.
He was immediately shocked and said:
"Are you kidding me? These things have the same origin as us Qin people?"
Zhang San said lazily:
"I'm just kidding you."
Li Xin: "????"
Good guy, I'm sorry for you, you bitch, you don't even have a word of truth in your mouth!
Just when Li Xin thought about whether to beat him up, Zhang San helplessly spread his hands and said:
"What's the point of hitting me? Boss Qin wanted to do it.
Otherwise, why would we need novelists to compile history books?"
Li Xin couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and said:
"Boss Qin is really a good tactic! This is much worse than exterminating his descendants and destroying his ancestral temple!
This is to erase their ancestors from history!"
Zhang San smiled and said:
"This is Boss Qin's real method!
Sometimes I even wonder if he comes from the Yingzhou Immortal World!"
Li Xin pouted, stepped forward, pulled Zhang San off, and cursed:
"You dare to sit in the position of King Loulan? Do you want to die?
What nonsense is Yingzhou Fairyland? Didn’t Xu Fu come back from the eastward journey?
The so-called Yingzhou is a place where birds don’t poop, plus some uncivilized savages!”
Zhang San patted his butt and stood up, humming softly and muttering:
"Isn't it just a broken Loulan king? It's worthless!
When the railway reaches the Western Regions, the positions of as many kings can be obtained!
When the time comes, we brothers will ask Boss Qin to be the king of a small country. Isn’t that too much?"
Li Xin snorted coldly and said secretly:
"Okay, when the time comes, I will be the first to lead an army to attack you, you piece of shit, chop you into pieces, and send you to the CRRC!"
