I am not a seventh-generation descendant of Lord Wu'an from the Qin Dynasty.

Amidst the thunderous cheers of the people of Xianyang, the Qin King's chariot arrived directly at the city's outskirts camp.

Mount Li.

Li Si smiled obsequiously, offering a hand to support King Zheng of Qin, whose voice had become hoarse from shouting, as he began to explain.

"As soon as the king issued his decree, the Lantian camp dispatched 1,600 elite Qin soldiers overnight to march straight into Mount Li."

"With the addition of the eight hundred royal guards, Mount Li now gathers the most valiant warriors of the entire Qin state, bringing the total number of Qin elite soldiers to two thousand four hundred thousand and the number of elite troops to sixty thousand."

King Zheng of Qin subconsciously looked at Bai Qi.

Bai Qi gestured for the king to go first.

"Your Majesty, the people of Qin will be the turbulent waters, and the soldiers of Qin will be the boats, carrying Your Majesty across the great river."

"Now that Your Majesty has entered the Lishan camp, why not meet your generals and soldiers in person?"

"Please dismount and walk to personally receive your soldiers and people."

Li Si hesitated and said, "Your Majesty, please get out of the carriage. What?"

King Zheng of Qin waved his hand, "As the king of Qin, how can I fear soldiers and warriors?!"

King Zheng of Qin strode off the chariot, raised his arms and shouted, "Victory to Great Qin!" Meng Tian followed closely behind with his shield.

Li Si had been looking somewhat dejected when suddenly a unified shout arose from all around him.

"May Your Majesty be victorious!"

Compared to the passionate and boisterous crowds of the Qin people, the well-trained Qin soldiers demonstrated to all rebellious traitors with ill intentions...

What does it mean for the morale of the army to be as firm as iron? What does it mean for the sound to be deafening?

With the roar of mountains and the roar of the sea in their ears, and the unity of the emperor and the people, all the scheming and treacherous activities in the Qin court and the countryside were instantly defeated by the overwhelming military might of the mighty river.

At this moment, royal power reigns supreme!

Bai Qi looked at Qin King Zheng, who was becoming increasingly adept at wielding royal power, and suddenly whispered with a smile on his lips.

"When the king got off the carriage, the Qin people still recognized their king."

"Li Si, tell me, once Lü Buwei leaves that imposing and luxurious carriage of the prime minister, will the people of Qin still recognize him as a lowly merchant from the state of Wei?"

Li Si's eyes lit up, but then his expression turned hesitant.

Bai Qi reached out and patted him on the shoulder. "The King has already alighted from the carriage. How can he be more noble than the King?"

"Young man, after sitting on the fence for so long, have you forgotten who your future belongs to?"

Li Si gritted his teeth, bowed to Bai Qi, and rushed to the camp gate.

"His Majesty has decreed that there are many people at the parade ground today, and there is a risk of stampede. Therefore, Your Majesty is requested to walk."

"Who taught you to forge royal decrees?"

Bai Qi smiled at Lü Buwei, who was looking over, tilted his head, and bowed with his hands clasped.

Lü Buwei interpreted it directly as a young man's impetuous provocation, and with a sudden flick of his sleeve, he jumped off the carriage.

Li Si hurriedly stepped forward to offer a helping hand, but was forcefully pushed away.

"I'm not so old that I can't walk!"

Li Si's face stiffened, and he silently stepped back.

Anyway, he achieved his goal.

As soon as King Zheng of Qin and Prime Minister Lü arrived at the camp gate, all the officials, generals, nobles, and members of the royal family who followed had to get out of their carriages and walk.

It's important to know that the route to the drill ground is quite long.

Walking from the camp gate to the parade platform erected by the central army, when you are there, you shed the power and authority of the high hall, like a drop of water flowing into the sea.

Then he looked up at the only radiant young man, and listened to the deafening roar of thousands of soldiers and civilians.

At this moment, the supreme power of the monarchy was vividly etched into everyone's minds.

On a nine-foot-high platform.

King Zheng of Qin strode forward, his eyes gazing eagerly at the crowd of Qin soldiers and civilians surrounding him.

Amidst the roaring waves, he stepped heavily onto the only high platform above everyone else.

At that moment, he realized the weight of royal power!

King Zheng of Qin, holding the sword of Duke Mu, turned around with a flick of his sleeve, drew the sword from its sheath, and raised it high.

"Great Qin, may you be victorious!"

At this moment, whether it was the Qin soldiers stationed at the Lishan camp or the Xianyang people who spontaneously followed from Xianyang City, apart from the merchants of the six states who remained silent, the entire Qin state and its people were in a frenzy.

From princes and nobles to commoners, countless words converged into a single cry.

"Your Majesty, victory is assured!"

All eyes were focused on one person: Ying Zheng, the king of the strongest of the seven kingdoms!

Among them, countless Qin people with tears in their eyes were so moved that they wept uncontrollably.

Because they saw in that figure the vitality and vigor of the Qin Dynasty, like the rising sun.

"Great-grandfather Wang Lei has a worthy successor!"

In the history of the Qin people's development in the mountains of Longyou, where they practiced slash-and-burn agriculture and fought against the Rong and Di tribes.

There are three former rulers of the Qin state who will never be forgotten.

The first Duke Mu of Qin heavily relied on Baili Xi, resulting in a clean and efficient government and the beginning of Qin's hegemony!

The second Duke Xiao of Qin strongly supported Shang Yang's reforms, pulling the Qin state back from the brink of extinction.

The third King Zhaoxiang of Qin, who was the great-grandfather of the current King Zheng of Qin, was Wu'an Jun. He led his army eastward to conquer the six states and was invincible, single-handedly creating the fierce and powerful Qin state.

Especially during the reign of Lord Wu'an, the people of Qin dared to openly shout a word when they encountered people from the other six states.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting any particular nationality; I'm saying everyone here is trash!"

How powerful was the Qin state at that time?

At the end of the Battle of Changping, the Battle of Handan was in full swing. It was clear that the Qin state was about to destroy the Zhao state, and the other states were terrified.

Lord Pingyuan of Zhao sought help from King Anxi of Wei, who then dispatched General Jin Bi with 100,000 troops to rescue Zhao.

Upon receiving the news, King Zhaoxiang of Qin directly sent an envoy to threaten King Anxi of Wei, saying, "Whoever dares to rescue Zhao will be attacked after Zhao is captured!" King Anxi of Wei was afraid and ordered Jin Bi to station his troops on the border.

Lord Pingyuan of Zhao, accompanied by Mao Sui, entered Chu and persuaded Chu to send Lord Chunshen with 100,000 troops to rescue Zhao, citing Bai Qi's three battles that humiliated the former king of Chu.

However, the Wei troops did not enter Zhao, and the Chu troops dared not come out either.

Helpless, Lord Xinling had no choice but to steal the tally to rescue Zhao, sending the warrior Zhu Hai to kill the Wei general Jin Bi and forcibly seize power.

The alliance of Chu, Wei, and Zhao was formed, which lifted the siege of Handan, the capital of Zhao, and resulted in a major defeat for Qin.

It was in this battle that the myth of Qin's invincibility for more than a decade after its eastward expansion was shattered.

The reason why Lord Xinling of Wei, Lord Chunshen of Chu, and Lord Pingyuan of Zhao had such great prestige among the six states was because they rose to power by stepping on the corpses of the Qin people.

Lord Xinling was the most outstanding among them, because he single-handedly saved the fate of six states for more than ten years.

The six states also evolved from fearing Qin to forming an alliance to attack Qin.

If you can't win one-on-one, and you're not confident against two, then try one-on-three, four, five...

Later on, the alliances were so strong that they wouldn't dare to form a coalition with fewer than five states, and they could only find a state like Wei, which Qin didn't attack, to fill the gaps.

Helpless, the Qin people suffered repeated defeats at the hands of Lord Xinling's alliance against Qin, and their hopes of expanding eastward were completely dashed.

Meanwhile, the other six states were overjoyed to have Qin's great demon king locked up again in Hangu Pass, where he continued his debauchery and pleasure-seeking.

Amidst the thunderous shouts of "Great King, may you be victorious!" from the Qin army and civilians, some people cast furtive glances at the back of Lü Buwei's head, whose back was slightly hunched.

During the Warring States period, there were two famous people from the State of Wei.

One was Shang Yang of the State of Wei, who synthesized the Legalist school of thought and reformed the laws in Qin, a process that took twenty years to complete.

One of them was Lü Buwei, a lowly merchant from the State of Wei, who possessed a rare commodity that could be used to gain the powerful position of Chancellor, the most powerful minister among the seven states.

"It's been almost seven years, isn't that enough?"

Just then, King Zheng of Qin's gaze slowly fell on Bai Qi's face.

"Bai Qizi, come forward!"

Bai Qi held the Wu An Jun sword in his hand, head held high, and walked slowly forward amidst countless complex gazes behind him.

He slowly walked past the assembled officials of Qin, past the silent and powerful prime minister Lü Buwei, and stepped onto the nine-foot-high platform under the envious, jealous, and hateful gaze of Li Si.

"Your Majesty! Today, the highest glory will belong to you alone!"

"One person is too lonely. With the Queen Mother gone and the Queen incompetent, I am willing to share the glory with Bai Qizi!"

"Here you go!"

Bai Qi's expression was complex, a mixture of excitement at Qin Wang Zheng's trust and trepidation at being discovered.

He silently drew the Wu'an Jun sword, its blood-red blade and the Mu Gong sword, gleaming with bronze inscriptions, stood in a cross shape, raised high to the sky.

At this moment, the entire Qin army and civilians in the Lishan camp were swept up in a climax.

"The swords of Duke Mu and Lord Wu'an are drawn side by side!"

"The King and the Seven White Sons."

"Royalty and sword."

"King Zhaoxiang and Lord Wu'an have found worthy successors!"

"The Qin Dynasty's eastward expansion is promising!"

In the end, the scattered thoughts and words only converged into a continuous stream of shouts.

"Great Qin, may you be victorious!"

"Great Qin, may you be victorious!"

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