Since the first emperor is gone, the aftermath is shocking in the special customs. ——"Passing the Qin Dynasty"
It should be a day when the sky is full of light, and the clouds gather in the day, but they cannot cover the day.
When the sky was bright, the guard of honor was opened, the coffin was lifted, and it slowly walked towards the mausoleum that looked like a palace.
The ministers stood in front of the mausoleum to perform the ceremony, when a strong wind suddenly blew up the robes and made the flags taut.
The loess surged up, seeming to seal up the half of the city with smoke and sand.
Gu Nan stood on that high place, wearing armor and holding the spear.
There was a sound of wind blowing in my ears, and my face was chilled by the wind, and the color of the world was a pale yellow.
The mausoleums of the past dynasties began to be built after the succession of the kings of the past dynasties, such as the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, but Gu Nan had never been there before.
Seeing so clearly, this should be the first time.
A boulder was blown down from a high place, fell down the slope into the mausoleum, and fell to the ground with a soft sound, as if something was disturbed but nothing was disturbed.
The mausoleum was silent, and the only ones standing were the countless clay figurines in front of the burial room.
Some of the clay figurines look like soldiers, some are soldiers and horses, and some are chariots and horses. It is painted with colored paint, and its complexion looks like a stranger.
Standing in front of the group of terracotta warriors and horses was a group of faceless soldiers dressed in pure black armor.
Their faces were covered by the ferocious animal face armor, so they couldn't leave their faces, and some only had the cold uniform face armor.
In front of the team of masked soldiers was a general with the same mask. The general was slightly thinner, with a spear in his hand standing by his side, and a long sword with no grid across his waist.
The only difference is that there is no lacquer painted on the figurines, but only one piece of stone white.
Everything was silent, and countless clay figurines stood there, looking at the dome.
The coffin entered the tomb, and the people on both sides began to bury the mausoleum.
Earth and rocks fell from both sides, fell on their bodies, fell on their shoulders, slid from their bodies, and piled up under their feet.
Until everything returns to the loess, there is nothing left to show.
After the ceremony, when the group of officials gradually left and the guard of honor dispersed, Li Si stood there alone, looking at the endless sky, with a resolute gaze.
Now that the world is suffering and the people of the world are suffering from hunger, the old grievances will definitely incite the flames again at this time.
The first emperor passed away again now, he understood that the world will eventually be in chaos again, and this chaos will happen.
The old and gloomy figure stood alone there, the sand blowing past his feet, his eyes closed lightly, Li Si's hands were behind his back, as if he was standing alone in front of the sky and the earth.
It was a cold day, and Li Si's gray hair was blown by the long wind. Perhaps he had seen what Daqin's future was, and what his own future was.
But he seemed to have no intention of taking half a step back.
A man in white robes came towards him in the distance, holding a spear in his hand, dragging the spear point across the ground.
The two glanced at each other, and the white robe walked past him.
"Scholar, tell me, what is the future of Daqin?"
A question came from behind him.
Li Si laughed lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's nothing more than burning this thin sky to the ground."
"The Great Qin is still here, so Si will be the Prime Minister of the country, the prime minister and the security of the country."
"The death of the Great Qin Dynasty is nothing more than dying in the loess with this rotten body."
The man in white robe behind him was silent for a while, then raised his head and asked.
"Walking together?"
"Let's go together."
The yellow sand covered it, and the man in white robe left.
Li Si stood where he was, raised his head and laughed a long time. After laughing, he let out a long sigh.
"Prosperous World, where is it?"
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Wu'an Jun Mansion.
Under the dead branches of the old tree, Gu Nan stood wearing a white robe and holding a sword, his figure looked a little thin.
She stretched out her hand, and put her palm on the hilt, and Wuge's hilt was gently held by her palm. With a soft sound, the corner of the blade in the scabbard was exposed, and the cool sword light was cast on the ground.
When the first emperor died, Fu Su succeeded to the throne. At the age of twelve, the prime minister, Li Sizuozheng, ordered all regions to garrison soldiers and distribute food to various regions.
However, the chaos finally broke out. The old nobles of various countries said that the world is in chaos and the people are suffering, and they raised their flags.
A leaf fell from the dead branch of the old tree, and Wuge in Gu Nan's hand was also pulled out of the scabbard, and he rowed to the air and passed through the half-green and half-yellow dead leaf.
The sword light disappeared, and the dead leaves broke off and floated on the ground.
On the frontier, the Mongolian army guarded the Xiongnu, and food and aid were in short supply, and they steadfastly guarded Yanmen.
The Qin army suppressed the rebellion in various places, but 200,000 troops were still abroad to resist the Huns, and the defenses in various places were empty.
There was chaos everywhere, and countless people gathered. The Qin army was outnumbered and defeated one after another. There were only a few rebels, who were suppressed by the Qin army.
After falling into battle and returning to defend Xianyang, Qin has lost power, and Xianyang has become an isolated city.
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Beyond the frontier.
The dust blown up by the strong wind made it difficult to keep one's eyes open. A group of tens of thousands of soldiers stood in front of Yanmen Pass, with all their long swords drawn out and hanging by their sides.
Army, it is a flag with a Mongolian character embroidered on it, and the flag is blown by the strong wind.
A general led the army in front, his armor was covered with dust, his face was withered and yellow, but his eyes still carried the majestic meaning, it was Meng Tian who was guarding Yanmen.
There was no food in the army, and the Xiongnu had not retreated without food for several days.
The country was once again in turmoil, and the various places were in turmoil. If the Xiongnu were to break their army and go south, it would really collapse the Central Plains.
The sound of the wind in the grassland was disturbing, and the sound of galloping horses could be heard from all over the world in front of the Qin army's formation.
Then the smoke and dust covered the sky, and the wind was chaotic.
The Mongolian army under the banner clenched their weapons and shields tightly, and raised their eyes. The indescribable eyes should be calm, angry, or facing death.
Meng Yi held the banner high, holding his long sword in his right hand.
Holding up the spear, Meng Tian on the horse weakly pursed his chapped lips, clenched his hands tightly, the tip of the spear trembled slightly, and grabbed the reins of the horse below him.
One day, he will take his army under his command to the front of the pass immediately, so that no one dares to offend the Qin army.
The Xiongnu was getting closer and closer, the blade in his hand glowed coldly, and the howling sound was like a beast.
On the hand holding the spear, the veins were swollen, Meng Tian opened his eyes angrily, his pupils tightened, and when the Huns almost rushed to the front, he roared with all his strength.
"Defend my country!!"
The endless front enemies were reflected in the eyes, the spear was raised, and the horse's hoof was raised.
"what!"
The blood in the chest was boiling hot, like a hot blood flowed backwards.
There was a terrifying roar from among the Mongolian army, and even the blade raised by the Huns seemed startled.
When the two armies collided, flesh and blood flew, and the world was scarred. The grass was stained red, and the blood was soaked in the soil.
The corpses lying on the ground fell, and blood gathered.
Until the sound of killing dies down.
Only the remnant soldier was left standing there covered in blood. The flag was broken, but it stood obliquely, casting its shadow on the ground.
Meng Tian stood with his sword, looking at the receding figure. Grinning his mouth, blood flowed from his mouth, staining his armor.
He raised his head, his eyes were blood red, and looked towards the east.
His mouth moved slightly, and he spit out two words: "Da Qin."
He must have lost his strength and knelt between the corpses.
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