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The future military god of Great Qin!

At this moment, it has shown its peerless majesty!

This is the only man in this era who can command 600,000 soldiers and still use his arms and fingers.

The first one is Bai Qi, Lord Wu'an of the Great Qin Dynasty, the next one is Han Xin, the military immortal, and Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu.

However, Han Xin is still far away from Xiang Yu. It can be said that the man in front of him is invincible in this world.



"rumble……"



"General——!" When the vehicle arrived ten miles away from the Bashang Camp, groups of observation posts saluted and watched the vehicle pass.

From this point, Ying Gao can see Wang Jian's prestige in the army. Some people are destined to do something. If they find the right path, they will be helped by God.

"Continue to observe and remain silent——!" Wang Jian shouted lowly.

"promise!"



Arriving at the Chinese Army Shogunate, Ying Gao looked at everything in the military camp curiously. He was a little excited when he came to this sacred hall for the first time in his life.

Ying Gao has always felt that the military camp is the most suitable place for a passionate man.

The man's fame will be obtained immediately, and he will become a scholar and a noble man of ten thousand households!

"We have seen the general!" Sixteen thousand captains were waiting at the shogunate of the Chinese army. When they saw Wang Jian coming in, they immediately saluted and said.

"No need to be polite!"

Wang Jian shook his head and said: "There is no false courtesy in the army, Qing, this is your recruit!"

Commander Qing's face suddenly became surprised, and he said to Wang Jian: "General, isn't it? He is still a child and cannot endure the intensity of our training!"

"Ahem..."

After coughing angrily, Wang Jian shook his head and said: "Let him be your military officer, not for you to train him——!"

"promise!"



When Wang Jian said these words, even Ying Gao breathed a sigh of relief.

He had an inexplicable yearning for war, but taking part in training at the age of seven, fearing that he would become useless, would be the only possibility.

So, Ying Gao was among the army, training, packing things, and doing what a military official should do, and no one received any preferential treatment.



January.

Another month.

One year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Time has changed from the ninth year of the Qin Dynasty to the tenth year of the Qin Dynasty. In this year, Ying Gao was eight years old. In three months, he will be eight and a half years old.

In one year, Ying Gao has grown a lot taller, and his whole body has become much stronger, thanks to the medicine that strengthens his bones and muscles, which is delivered to him every day.

This made Ying Gao grow very fast at this moment. He didn't look as immature as an eight-year-old child should be. Instead, he looked young and mature.

If they hadn't known that Ying Gao was only eight years old, most people would have mistakenly thought that Ying Gao must be about ten years old.

Especially during one year in the Bashang Camp, Ying Gao not only grew taller, but also became much stronger, and his fair face turned dark.

Originally he was a jade-like young man, gentle and elegant. But now he is a young man like a sword, sharp and sharp.

Because Ying Gao was considered a scholar before time travel, he has more or less the aura of a scholar, and his personality is also peaceful.

But one year of life in the military camp completely changed Ying Gao, and his original gentleness turned into a long sword that cut through the sky.

There was a sharpness in his body, and his whole body became sharp-edged and heroic.



Looking at the young man in front of him, Wang Jian felt a hint of emotion deep in his eyes. He knew clearly the blood and sweat that Ying Gao had left in the Bashang Camp over the past year.

I have a clearer understanding of the perseverance of Ying Gao's character. Not everyone can blend into this murderous camp, and not everyone can be recognized by this elite group.

Perhaps the current Ying Gao cannot complete the selection and training of the Great Qin warriors, but he has won the recognition of these armies with his hard training day after day.

A year ago, Ying Gao was still a high-ranking young master of the Qin Dynasty among the three armies, but a year later, Ying Gao was not only a high-ranking young master of the Great Qin Dynasty, but also the youngest soldier in the Bashang camp.

"Gao, something big happened in Xianyang Royal City. Let's clean it up. You and I will leave today!" Wang Jian's admiration flashed deep in his eyes and he said to Ying Gao.

"promise!"

Ying Gao nodded in agreement and turned to leave. He didn't ask what happened because he already had the answer in his heart.

"Lu's Spring and Autumn" came out, and the secret struggle between Qin Wangzheng and Prime Minister Lu Buwei completely turned into an open struggle.



"Go and see it now! There is a reward at the south gate! A thousand pieces of gold per word

—!"

The people gathered together and whispered, and suddenly a boy servant rushed past in the street, his clear and urgent childish cry full of endless temptation.

Both the people in the store and the servants sweeping the streets were all surprised for a moment.

A word worth a thousand dollars!

At this time, a thousand pieces of gold was a huge amount of money, enough to make people wealthy for several generations.

When the servant boy's voice sounded again, the people immediately became agitated. Such a thing had never happened in Da Qin.

After all, it was passed down by word of mouth in the old Qin Dynasty that the proud Shang Lord Yimu Lixin was right in front of him. This news worth a thousand pieces of gold could not help but carry a lot more weight.

So, the old man hugged his young grandson, the servant dropped the broom, and the young man ran forward, rushing towards the south gate.

The diners in the restaurants in Dangyang Street threw down their bowls and chopsticks and headed straight to the south gate. After a while, even the officials and traveling scholars who were rushing to the government offices also returned to the south gate.

Suddenly, the sparsely populated South Gate became lively and became the most crowded place in Xianyang City.

Ying Gao and Wang Jian, who were dressed in moon-white robes, were also among them. They saw that a three-foot-high wooden board wall had already been erected under the south gate city wall, extending from the city gate to the east of the chariot and horse racing field, and could not be seen at a glance.

On the wooden wall, there are vertical lines hanging in the air, which is extremely spectacular.

On the first piece of white cloth in the east, there are four large seal scripts - "Lu Shi Chun Qiu".

Next to "Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals" stood a wooden board with red handwriting written: "Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals" asks the world to correct it, and anyone who corrects a single word will be rewarded with a thousand gold coins!



Ying Gao's eyes were deep, looking at the huge flow of people, and he felt a bit cold in his heart. For the first time, he had a full understanding of Lu Buwei's power.

Lu Buwei really had all the power over the Qin Dynasty, and was even far inferior to the current government of the Qin Dynasty.

It's really impressive that a merchant could reach this point. Looking at Wang Jian, who also had a complicated expression, Ying Gao was afraid for Qin Wangzheng.

In today's Great Qin, except for Meng Tian who was loyal to the Qin government, almost all the young men in the civil and military circles were promoted by Lu Buwei.

Wang Jian, Wang Wan, Li Si, Zheng Guo, and a group of officials in the Prime Minister's Office are all the young pillars of the Qin Dynasty, especially now that Wang Wan is in charge of Chang Shishu Yao, Wang Jian is the leading general, and the capital officials, Li Si, and Zheng Guo are planning

water conservancy.

Ying Gao clearly remembered that except for Meng Tian, ​​everyone else was Lu Buwei's close disciples.

On the contrary, the young King of Qin is now alone, like a small boat in the muddy waters of Xianyang, which is thrilling.


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