The veterans are all old, and many of them have lost their voices long ago.
When they were young, they sang the song "Wu Yi" with passion and enthusiasm.
And now, everything is dusky and dead.
The veteran's thunderous voice startled the Meng, Xi, Bai and other three families.
When the veterans sang along, although the singing became deeper and louder, the sense of horror in Meng Xibai and the other two families disappeared.
A group of old useless people who can't even walk were singing "No Clothes" in Xianyang city, seeking death.
Most of the three great families thought so.
Under the supreme pressure of the First Emperor, few people from the three major families believed that anyone would dare to kill people openly in Xianyang City - not even the nobles from these families dared to do so.
Besides, even if these old people with broken arms and legs and hunchbacks who can’t straighten their backs dare to do so, what can they do?
The young and strong are always better in fighting. The young men from the three great families admitted that they could not beat the elite soldiers of Qin, but they would not admit that they could not beat these old men in their twilight years.
They had never been to the battlefield and were like newborn calves who thought they could defeat an old tiger with the horns on their heads.
"Form a formation!"
Nei Shi Mengyi let out a long roar.
Tap tap tap
Snap Snap Snap
The three thousand city defense troops who gathered received the order and ran quickly.
The front row held large shields, the back row held long spears, and the archers' eyes were sharper than eagles in the sky. They touched the feather arrows and stared at the veterans.
They don't want to take action against these veterans.
People will always grow old, and they will eventually become veterans.
But they had no choice; it was a soldier's duty to obey orders.
They could only make full preparations and hope that Lord Nei Shi would not give the order to attack. They did not want to have the blood of the veterans on their hands.
The veterans' combat proficiency is most likely higher than theirs. If they are confronted in equal numbers, even if they have the physical advantage provided by their age, they are not sure of winning.
But their weapons were much more advanced than those of the veterans, and the outcome of the battle was determined before it even began.
The only thing the veterans relied on was the standard Qin sword that was mass-produced by the Qin State several years ago.
The armor he was wearing was so tattered and in such bad shape that only in this way would the Qin military allow him to be taken away privately.
The city defense troops had two-meter-long spears and Qin swords that had been researched and improved by the Mohist school and the Gongshu school.
There are also bows and arrows, powerful weapons that can take the lives of veterans from a hundred steps away, treating veterans as moving targets.
"Wang Zhi!"
After being kicked away in public, the young and hot-tempered second son of the Meng family was furious and called out the name of his grandfather's best friend.
"Don't force Yi!"
The veteran ignored it.
He sang "Wu Yi", holding the Qin sword, and with the Qin army warriors who had grown old with him behind him, he stared at the three major families at the gate of the Tingwei Mansion.
He did not take the initiative to launch an attack, as he knew how serious the consequences would be.
The First Emperor could tolerate arrogance and insults, but he could not tolerate rebellion. If the rebels could be given a light sentence, then the whole country would be full of rebellion.
The old general was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that the general would also be charged with treason.
He didn't give way either, as he knew how serious the consequences of giving way would be.
Giving way means failure. The last person to fail was Bai Qi, the Marquis of Wu'an, who died.
He just stood there.
Together with the veterans behind him, they formed a human Great Wall, trapping the three major families inside.
He held the Qin sword in both hands and assumed an attacking posture, telling the three major families on the opposite side with his actions that he would launch an attack at any time.
In such a situation, normal people would not act rashly, but there are always a few abnormal people.
Bai Feng is the eldest grandson of Bai Fei, the head of the Bai family. Since birth, he has never suffered any excessive humiliation or setbacks except for the contempt and disdain from his military family.
He was arrested and brought to the Supreme Court for no reason, and witnessed Li Si beheading three people on the spot, forcing Xifang, who was well-known in the aristocratic circle, to commit suicide.
Bai Feng once thought that he was going to die, and he wished he could grow wings and fly away from the Supreme Court.
Li Si finally released him, but he was blocked at the door by a group of veterans.
Filled with great fear and terror, he broke free from the hands of his family members and, ignoring his mother's dissuasion and his father's stern words, walked straight towards the veteran.
Bai Feng didn't believe that the old general could really behead him at the gate of the Supreme Court.
Even when the left prime minister Li Si killed someone, he needed both witnesses and physical evidence. What kind of waves could an old veteran who had disappeared in Qin for many years make?
With only a trace of rationality left, Bai Feng planned to have a heated argument with the veteran, tell him the consequences of his actions, and let him retreat on his own.
If talking doesn't work, just force your way through.
These old bastards dare to kill people. Aren’t they afraid that Your Majesty will exterminate their entire clan?
Bai Feng, who had an excellent appearance, walked towards the veteran with a gloomy face, getting closer and closer.
The veteran narrowed his eyes.
If you let this boy go, the general will surely follow in the footsteps of Wu Anjun...
The veteran always believed that if he had been able to stand beside Wu'an Jun Bai Qi when Wu'an Jun died.
He used the Qin sword at his waist to tell King Zhaoxiang of Qin that if he killed Wu'an Jun, he would lead the Lantian camp in rebellion. Although Wu'an Jun would lose power in Qin, he could at least save his life.
Step on
Bai Feng walked normally.
After taking this step, he was only three steps away from the veteran, and the veteran's arms bulged.
The safety line that the veteran had drawn for the three major families in his mind was just three steps away from him.
Step on
Bai Feng did not pause.
Swish~
The veteran chopped down fiercely.
If he lets him go, the general will end up like Wu Anjun.
If you chop me down, I will die. Your Majesty is being cautious, and the general may survive.
The veteran showed no mercy in this blow and intended to kill Bai Feng, treating Bai Feng as an opponent who was equally matched with him.
He did not show any contempt for Bai Feng, who had unsteady steps and a pale face, and whose body was hollowed out by alcohol and sex.
A lion fights a rabbit.
Also try your best.
When the Qin sword was swung down, Bai Feng had no time to react and raised his foot to continue walking.
He did not sense the breath of death, nor did he sense any sharp energy.
He opened his mouth and scolded the veteran in a stern voice.
"Wang Xi, do you want to rebel? Do you want your entire clan to be exterminated?"
As he was speaking, a man in white appeared behind him as if by teleportation and kicked him away.
“Ouch!”
Bai Feng fell flat on his face.
When
The old general swung his sword into the air, creating a three-inch cut on the bluestone slab.
Qin's sword bounced off the ground. The veteran held the hilt with both hands and twisted it slightly along with the elastic force, drawing an arc in the air and continuing to chop towards Bai Feng.
Once the attack is made, there is no hesitation, kill!
The arc had not yet been completed when a clever force entangled the veteran Qin Jian.
The old general felt that his hands were out of control. He was clearly holding the sword to chop someone, but he put the Qin sword in his hand back into the scabbard.
When Qin's sword was sheathed with a crisp sound, the old general frowned and did not launch any more attacks. It was meaningless.
If someone can make him sheath his sword, he can also make him cut his own neck.
But Wang Xi was a general, not a vanguard, and he was not alone.
"I have no clothes, so I will share my robes with you. When the king raises his army, I will sharpen my spears and halberds, so that we can share the same hatred!"
The veterans in the front row turned Qin Jian upside down. The veterans who seemed to have difficulty moving even a step suddenly looked like old ghosts, chanting "Wu Yi" and launching an attack.
"Shoot!"
Meng Yi gave the order in great pain.
Uncle, how could you be so confused!
As the internal historian of Qin and in charge of Xianyang City, if Meng Yi saw these old soldiers rebelling, it would be tantamount to rebellion.
Therefore, Meng Yi had to issue this order after Wang Qi launched the attack.
Being able to become the Internal Secretary of the Nine Ministers, how could Meng Yi not understand that the old general's kick seemed to be a humiliation but was actually a protection.
The veteran was trying to distance himself from the Meng family so as not to embarrass the younger generation.
Swish, swish, swish~
Shoot long arrows!
These arrows were shot in batches, rushing towards the weak bodies of the veterans.
Although the archers did not want to shoot, they had no choice after receiving the order from their superiors.
In this world, how many people can stick to their own opinions and be themselves?
Whether you are in the world or not, you have no control over your own situation.
"Who says I have no clothes? I will share the same clothes with you. When the king raises his army, I will sharpen my spears and halberds and work with you!"
The earlobes of the old soldiers at the back moved slightly, and they quickly caught the sound of the arrows.
They hummed "No Clothes" softly, turned around, and narrowed their old eyes at those deadly cold rays, without blinking.
As soon as they took one step forward, they formed a long snake formation, with everyone standing shoulder to shoulder. Wang Wu, the big knife, was among them - this group of veterans who were tasked with the task of covering the rear, were the strongest group among the veterans.
Their weapons are also varied, because the standard Qin swords can hardly bring out their full strength.
Wang Wu sang "Wu Yi" while swinging the nearly 1.5-meter-long sword with one arm, blocking all the arrows one foot in front of him, and the crisp sound of clinking continued.
The other veterans were not much different from him, and almost all of their arrows were shot down.
After the first round of arrow rain, except for eight people who were hit in vital parts of the veteran team, no one died in the rain of arrows.
The eight veterans who were shot were quickly dragged into the team, and another eight veterans rushed out to fill their positions. Standing in the most dangerous position with the highest probability of death, no one hesitated for a moment.
Buzz buzz buzz
The archers of the city defense army pulled the bowstrings again. The sound of the tightened cowhide bowstrings should not have been heard by the veterans, but they sounded like auditory hallucinations in their ears.
Because that's how they pulled the bows and shot the arrows in the first place, a second round of rain of arrows is coming.
"Who says I have no clothes? I will share my clothes with you. When the king raises his army, I will prepare my armor and weapons and go with you!"
They were breathing heavily and standing on high alert. The voices of singing "Wu Yi" gradually became quieter, and many of them had already shut up.
They are old and no longer have the strength they once had, and their martial arts skills have regressed to less than half of their peak.
They had to try their best to save their strength for the next wave of arrows.
They knew it was futile. They would most likely not survive this round of arrow rain, and even if they survived, they would not be able to survive the third round.
But, they can last one round, just one round.
"General, I can only accompany you so far."
An old soldier was grinning, blood oozing from his knuckles, from the force of the arrow that had just shot him down.
"Sui, this kid is just as stupid as him. What the hell is he calling me foster father or father?"
Wang Wu placed his sword on the ground, rested his hand on the hilt of the sword, and looked around at the city defense troops.
"There's still three ounces of pork left at home. What a pity."
A hunchbacked old soldier smacked his lips. Although he was hunchbacked, he was still taller than most old soldiers and could block the enemy behind him tightly.
They were not at peace waiting for death, and everyone had regrets in their hearts.
Bounce, bounce, bounce~
The second round of arrow rain has arrived...
At the front of the veteran team, Bai Feng, who was attacked by a group of veterans, was kicked by the suddenly appearing white-robed sword master and flew dozens of steps away.
It drew an arc and smashed into the crowd of people from the three major families in front of the gate of the Supreme Court.
Where the kick landed, people and horses fell to the ground, and dozens of them turned into rolling gourds to offset the force of the sword master's kick.
The attacks of the veterans failed and they tried to give chase, but the veteran general shouted "stop" and the veterans paused their attack.
The old general recognized Gai Nie, who was the personal guard of the First Emperor. If Gai Nie was there, the First Emperor was likely to be there too.
…
Inside the Supreme Court, the First Emperor, with his hands behind his back, listened to Zhao Gao's report on the situation outside the door, with murderous intent undisguised in his eyes.
The actions of veteran general Wang Xi and a group of old soldiers touched the bottom line of the First Emperor.
"This is outrageous! Brother, I'll go and scold them!"
Ying Chengjiao was furious and stormed out.
"stop."
The First Emperor spoke.
"Brother, don't worry about me. I'm fine. I'm a skilled martial artist and they can't hurt me."
Ying Chengjiao quickened his pace and his figure became like a shadow.
"Zhao Gao."
Ying Chengjiao was only six steps away from the door and was about to run away, but was stopped by Zhao Gao.
Ying Chengjiao had no choice but to stop as he could not break through Zhao Gao's defense line.
"Brother, there is no need. What's wrong with singing a song? I always sing. Just listen to me sing for you! Who says I have no clothes? I share my clothes with you. When the king raises his army, I will sharpen my spear and sword, and share the same hatred with you!
"Who says I have no clothes? I share my clothes with you. When the king raises his army, I will sharpen my spears and halberds, and march with you! Who says I have no clothes? I share my clothes with you. When the king raises his army, I will sharpen my armor and weapons, and march with you!"
The First Emperor said nothing, just stared coldly at Ying Chengjiao singing. He didn't believe that his own brother didn't know what "Wu Yi" meant.
Either you are the one man behind this, or these people did it on their own initiative. They must not be allowed to stay!
The First Emperor made up his mind to prevent Ying Chengjiao from ordering Gai Nie to stop Zhao Gao and run out to rescue people. While Ying Chengjiao was singing, he ordered Gai Nie to go out to look after the three major families.
Ying Chengjiao sang "Wu Yi" three times in a row. Seeing that the First Emperor remained unmoved, he knew that today's incident had indeed aroused strong murderous intent in the First Emperor's heart and it was not something that could be let go by playing around.
So he stopped joking and smiled bitterly.
"Royal brother, these are old soldiers who are half buried in the ground. Even if you don't kill them, they won't live long. Can you give me some face and capture them but not kill them, and let them pretend to die?"
There was a deep disappointment in the eyes of the First Emperor. He had not expected that his own brother could say such a thing.
"From the Yu Dynasty to the Qin Dynasty, which dynasty or generation would allow rebellion? Faking death? How can you say such nonsense?! Is this Qin only my Qin, not your Qin, Ying Chengjiao's Qin?"
Ying Chengjiao stepped forward and patted the First Emperor on the shoulder, smiling along.
"They did it for me, they are my team. I promise they won't do it again, I will send them away from Xianyang. In the eyes of outsiders, these people will still be killed for treason, and they will not cause chaos."
The First Emperor said in a cold voice: "Those who plot treason will have their entire clan exterminated."
Ying Chengjiao wanted to say something else when he suddenly heard countless sounds of breaking through the air. The sharp sound made Ying Chengjiao's face change drastically.
Bow and arrow!
Without saying anything more, Ying Chengjiao dodged and rushed out the door.
The feminine Zhao Gao did nothing to stop him, lowered his head and stood in front of Ying Chengjiao with a humble look.
Ying Chengjiao knew very well that he was no match for Zhao Gao and it would be futile to take action.
He reached into his arms and pointed the black muzzle of the gun at Zhao Gao's head.
He said sternly: "Get out!"
Before Zhao Gao had seen a pistol, he was always skeptical about its power.
He couldn't understand why a weapon could be able to defeat the skills he had practiced for decades.
In this era, the most outstanding combat capability of an individual soldier is martial arts.
Just like whether Gai Nie had the Baiduan Sword given by Ying Chengjiao, he was still a sword master.
Therefore, the last time Zhao Gao carried out the order of the First Emperor, it was just to test the power of the pistol and see whether he was more powerful or the pistol.
At the cost of an ear, he knew that he could only subdue Ying Chengjiao at a very close distance before he pulled the trigger.
Otherwise, as soon as the gunshot rang out, he would have no power to fight back.
At this moment, being pointed at by the black muzzle of a gun, all the hairs on his body stood up.
He cursed in his heart how could there be such a thing. In front of this strange "gun", no matter how advanced his martial arts skills were, they were of no use at all.
Zhao Gao understood the murderous intent from the look in Ying Chengjiao's eyes and the murderous aura on his body.
This time, Ying Chengjiao’s gun muzzle will not deviate at the last moment, and will blow his head off!
"You bastard!" The First Emperor stood up angrily and shouted, "How dare you!"
Bang!
Gunshot!
The bullet leaves the gun and flies in a spiral, turning anything that gets in its way into dust.
Zhao Gao, who dodged sideways, was soaked in cold sweat. Having just escaped, he did not dare to relax at all and still stared at Ying Chengjiao's finger.
As long as he saw Ying Chengjiao's fingers showing any sign of moving, he would immediately dodge.
The distance between him and Ying Chengjiao was too close. At this distance, he was confident that he could dodge the next shot, but he needed to concentrate fully.
The reason Zhao
The First Emperor's face looked uglier than ever. Before he came, he was very angry when he knew that Ying Chengjiao had captured the three major families, and he was even angrier when he knew that they had been beheaded.
He thought that was the limit of Ying Chengjiao's mischief, but he didn't expect that Ying Chengjiao would actually shelter a group of people who were plotting rebellion.
"If you were not my brother, I would kill you immediately."
The First Emperor said in a deep voice.
"I'm not in the mood to talk shit with you!"
Ying Chengjiao turned the gun around, pointed it at Zhao Gao, and retreated instead of advancing.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Gao immediately followed.
As the distance between the two increased, his chances of survival became smaller. He could not see Ying Chengjiao pulling the trigger finger, and he would be dead when Ying Chengjiao fired the next shot.
The fingers moved!
Zhao Gao's pupils suddenly shrank and he dodged suddenly.
Bang!
The second gunshot came as Zhao Gao had expected.
The flames spurted out, and the burning sensation that passed by made Zhao Gao feel as if he had been pulled out of water. Two gunshots almost made him dehydrated.
At this moment of dodging, the distance between the two people was shortened to five steps.
Ying Chengjiao pointed his gun at Zhao Gao, but spoke to the First Emperor at a very fast speed.
"Ying Zheng!"
Ying Chengjiao knew it very well.
Arrows and crossbows are the best ways to deal with the old soldiers who have been rescued and do not have sophisticated weapons.
Therefore, once the sound of arrows starts, it will not stop until all the veterans are killed.
Every second of delay might result in the death of an old soldier, and he couldn't afford to wait.
"Let this bastard go!"
Zhao Gao quickly dodged. He didn't want to continue feeling this life-or-death situation.
Ying Chengjiao passed by him in an instant, his figure was hurried and swift.
Zhao Gao took two deep breaths and suddenly woke up and did not respond to the First Emperor's order.
He knelt on the ground with a thud and said belatedly, "Wei!"
The First Emperor stood up suddenly and followed Ying Chengjiao out.
This boy is ruining the country!
Zhao Gao followed him.
…
Arrows rained down in all directions. Compared with the first round, the second round of arrow rain was not weaker in force, and was even stronger. However, the condition of the veterans who were left behind was much worse than before.
Their old eyes narrowed again and stopped blinking, ready to use the weapons in their hands to intercept the rain of arrows again.
If you can’t stop it, just use your body to stop it!
He fought for the Qin State all his life, but was finally killed by a Qin arrow.
The veterans were very dissatisfied with this outcome and had many complaints, but they did not regret it.
Apart from the general, who would treat us losers as heroes?
Ying Chengjiao, who had just run out of the gate of the Supreme Court, had his pupils shrink suddenly. He could kill the martial arts master Zhao Gao with a pistol, but he could not use a pistol to stop the large number of sharp arrows that were shooting at him!
"Gai Nie!"
A long and terrifying roar drowned out the discussions and commotions of the three major families, and also drowned out the old soldiers' low singing of "No Clothes".
The white-robed swordsman, who had not used a sword since his appearance, rose taller, like a white streak rising into the sky.
The silk wet the veterans' shoulders, and the speed was incredibly fast.
It was as if a hole had been opened in the dam that blocked the rising tide of the Yellow River. The river water, which was three or four stories high, was pressed by the enormous water pressure and burst out from the crack.
The sword is unsheathed!
White clothes fluttering!
Sparks bloomed in the air and tinkling sounds were heard continuously.
The veterans continued to swing their blades, hearing the sound of the blades clashing, but they did not feel any pressure on their hands, as if they had not hit anything.
It's so weird!
The veterans didn't know what was going on, but they kept moving.
They could not accurately judge when each arrow would hit them, they did not have the eyesight to do so.
They were able to block the first round of arrows by using the dumbest method possible - using all their strength to swing their weapons continuously so that the sharp arrows would never stop.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh
A moment later, a large rain of arrows shot back with the same force as when they were shot.
The veterans stared with their eyes wide open as if they were seeing a miracle. Knowing that there were no bows and arrows in their own team, they had no idea where the rain of arrows came from and how they were shot back at the city defense troops.
"stand!"
The people in the front row of the city defense army all held a large shield in their hands.
The rain of arrows shot back at them made them confused, but the action of standing together with shields was not confusing at all.
The large shields placed side by side act as a whole, blocking all arrows.
“Stop!”
Ying Chengjiao's face was gloomy. He suppressed his anger and landed behind the veterans at a fast pace.
When Meng Yi saw this, his eyes lit up and he immediately gave the order.
“Stop!”
The archers breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly put the arrows on their bows back into the quiver.
The spearmen and swordsmen who did not go into battle were also grateful that it was not their turn.
The sword master in white has his sleeves fluttering and he holds his sword at an angle.
In the astonished eyes of everyone present, he returned the sword to its sheath, as if he was not the one who had just single-handedly fought back the rain of arrows.
In terms of style, no one can compare with Gai Nie with his expressionless face.
"General, are you out of prison?"
Wang Wu, the big knife, threw away the big knife in his hand, and relying on the fact that his name was given by Ying Chengjiao, he hurried over.
When the veterans saw Ying Chengjiao, they smiled happily, threw their weapons on the ground and disarmed.
Ying Chengjiao originally wanted to kick Wang Wu away, but when he saw the pale and wrinkled face of the one-armed old man, he didn't want to kick him.
He said in a cold voice: "Stand there and don't move. Nai Gong is not familiar with you."
Wang Wu stopped awkwardly. The one-armed old man was like a child, scratching his head with his only remaining hand, looking embarrassed.
"General, there are so many old brothers watching us, please have some dignity."
Ying Chengjiao's face was still very ugly. He was very angry, extremely angry.
He wanted to curse loudly and spew out the Three Character Classic from his previous life.
The rational mind says no, but the emotions slap it in the face and start cursing!
"I have fed you well for so many years, am I sending you here to die? Have you had enough of the good life? Are you even planning a mutiny? Don't you know about the three tribes of the Yi clan who are plotting rebellion? Do you really think you were made out of stone?
"Zhang Heng! Your grandson was just born and I just gave him a name. You don't want your grandson to be sent to Chang'an Junfu for me! Wang Wu! You are a lonely man. If you miss, just slit your own throat. Don't drag me down with you, okay?"
Ying Chengjiao was very angry.
The old soldiers lowered their heads somewhat embarrassedly and didn't look at Ying Chengjiao.
Some of them played with their only three remaining fingers, as if they could regenerate their severed fingers if they played for a while longer.
I was somewhat glad that I could hide in the crowd without my legs and didn't have to face the general's scolding.
More often than not, they looked up and looked at the extremely angry Ying Chengjiao, laughing, and chuckled, and laughed until tears came out.
Before I die, I can see the general again...
As Ying Chengjiao kept cursing, his voice gradually became quieter.
These old men who could be his grandfathers were crying and laughing in front of him, and all the anger in his heart was extinguished by those turbid tears.
He could call out the names of each of these people, and each of them was a veteran who had fought for the Qin State but was abandoned by the Qin State.
As the younger brother of the Qin emperor, he owes a lot to these veterans.
It is true that the Qin State had a twenty-level military merit system, and it is also true that every civilian had a path to advancement, but how many people could rise to power through the military merit system?
One in a million.
Killing an elite soldier can make one a public soldier. By analogy, there should be many public soldiers after a big battle.
But in fact, this is not the case, because if you die in battle after killing an elite soldier, you will most likely not get the title, unless there is a brother who is as close as a brother watching over you, then there is a chance.
The surviving soldiers would then start the next battle. Wars are generally not decided in one battle. For example, the Battle of Changping lasted for three years between Qin and Zhao.
If you die within these three years, you will lose this title.
In such large-scale battles, the old, weak, sick and disabled will be abandoned and organized into a separate army. In every battle, this army will be used as a test or cannon fodder.
Doing so would have one great benefit for the Qin State - controlling the titles.
Normally, the longer a warrior lives and the older he is, the higher his rank will be.
If things develop as usual, the titles will be passed down from generation to generation , and sooner or later all the Qin territory will be divided up.
And if these veterans died in battle, then it would be fine. All they had to do was send a pension to their families according to their titles.
This has even become an unspoken rule . Abandoned veterans will not have any complaints. It's just their bad luck.
This truth is difficult for people today to understand, but it is the mainstream in this era.
Because even if they were not abandoned, they would most likely not survive the next battle.
Moreover, because their physical fitness is worse than that of other warriors, they will be hindered when changing formations and marching, which may become the deciding factor in a battle. The Qin people are used to it.
But Ying Chengjiao was not used to it.
He could not accept that the old soldiers who had fought for the Qin State and died in the end had their surplus value squeezed out and were sent to death.
The Qin State under the rule of the Legalists was a utilitarian Qin State, and this was most evident in the First Emperor.
If you have the ability and you curse me, I can endure it. If you don’t have the ability and you curse me, I will chop off your limbs, kill you and expose your corpse to the scorching sun.
The First Emperor didn't care whether the Qin ministers were loyal or not, as long as they did their job well, that was enough.
In the Qin State, the word morality basically did not exist. The Legalists did not believe in it, and neither did the First Emperor.
The Qin people were brave and fearless mostly because they wanted to stand out, not for any so-called patriotism or to strengthen the Qin.
The Qin people did not steal not because they thought stealing was bad, but because stealing would result in chopped off toes and imprisonment.
The Qin people were not brave enough to do what was right because they had correct values, but because if they did not do anything brave enough within 200 steps, they would be punished with two complete sets of armor - Qin law stipulated that civilians were not allowed to privately keep armor, and if they did, they would be sentenced to prison, so whether they paid compensation or not, they would be sentenced to prison.
Ying Chengjiao did not like the Qin State as it was, so he paid out of his own pocket to support the old soldiers.
If he had any selfish motives, it was because he never expected these veterans to do anything for him.
If you say he has no selfish motives, he feels better every time he supports a veteran.
If you are poor, you should just take care of yourself.
If you are successful, you should help the world.
Ying Chengjiao was not so conscious, he just did what he felt like.
In life, everyone is forced to do things against their will for one reason or another.
However, Ying Chengjiao, who was born into a good family, had fewer constraints and obstacles than ordinary people. He could not use the four words "helpless" to convince himself to completely integrate into this world.
He liked a sentence from a comic book in his previous life very much - it is said that one cannot control one's body, but if one cannot control one's heart, how can one control one's heart?
Step on
Step on
Step on
Veteran general Wang Xi walked through a path made by the old soldiers and went straight to Ying Chengjiao, who had already remained silent.
Get down on one knee.
Hold your fists together.
"Today's matter can be dealt with by me alone!"
Ying Chengjiao sneered.
"You want to resist? Why should you resist? Can you save the lives of these veterans behind you? I don't understand. They are ignorant, and you are also ignorant? You don't even know what I'm going to do, and you dare to mutiny!"
Wang Zhi said nothing.
Zhi knew that the soldiers had mutinied and killed the three tribes, but Zhi did not know how to save the general except this method...
"General."
An old soldier raised his hand to the side of his head, tilted his head and spoke carefully.
"Fart if you want to!"
Ying Chengjiao's anger has not yet subsided.
"I don't know what the general wants to do, but no matter what the general does, I want to follow the general. I don't know what to do, so the general orders me. It's just like the battle of Handan. I will fight wherever the general tells me to fight."
The old soldier grinned.
"I have told you that personality cult is unacceptable. Don't follow blindly. You should have your own opinions and know what to do. This is a change in ideology and progress..."
Ying Chengjiao never gets tired of it.
Ying Chengjiao met with these veterans in private and said these words many times.
Only when facing these old soldiers who kept their mouths shut could Ying Chengjiao express his desire to talk.
After satisfying his desire to talk, Ying Chengjiao also hopes to gain ideological resonance.
But these old soldiers all laughed and said that the general was right and they did not take it to heart.
"General, I am not as capable as you. If I knew what to do, I would be a general too."
The veteran complimented.
"Yeah, we are all bird people, we don't know shit."
"We don't even know the characters, what do you think we can understand, General?"
"Every time I hear the general speak, it sounds nice, but we really don't understand the general."
"I am so depressed by this. Every time I want to say that I don't understand, but I dare not say it, for fear that the general will never come to see us again."
“…”
The old soldiers knew that they would definitely die if they mutinyed today, so they said what they dared not say in normal times.
Ying Chengjiao listened to the chaotic words and looked at the old faces in front of him who showed their trust in him, and his heart immediately skipped a beat.
Wrong!
We cannot practice concepts mechanically, just as a great man once said that we cannot follow the old path, as China has its own characteristics.
In the Qin State, ideological change was neither feasible nor necessary.
Just do it!
The characteristic of the Qin State is dominance!