"Li Si, which forces are not on the list?" Qin Shihuang, Ying Zheng, stared expressionlessly at the frontline army, which was in a state of disarray and panic.
"Your Majesty, the School of Mohism, the School of Military, and the Xiang Clan need to be investigated further," a middle-aged man beside Emperor Ying Zheng said.
The middle-aged man was dressed in a black and blue robe. He had a handsome face and bright eyes. He answered Emperor Ying Zheng's question unhurriedly.
"You must investigate every single person," Emperor Ying Zheng said solemnly. His eyes flashed with endless coldness.
The people or forces that were teleported here meant that they were neutral or had submitted to the Qin Kingdom on the surface. He was slightly surprised that Ge Nia actually acknowledged the Qin Kingdom.
"All of you, stop looking. I brought you here." Emperor Ying Zheng stood up from his seat and stepped on a black eagle that was about three meters tall. The black eagle spread its wings and hovered above the army like a black fighter jet.
"Ying Zheng?" These people looked up at Emperor Ying Zheng in the sky in disbelief. How was this possible?
They had all been teleported to a foreign place by an irresistible force in an instant. This was a divine ability of a deity. How did Emperor Ying Zheng do it?
Emperor Ying Zheng didn't explain further. He continued, "You're lucky to be able to come here. There's still hope. Those who didn't come …"
"You have two choices now. Turn around and charge through my army of 500,000 soldiers. Hold on for two hours. When you return to the Qin Kingdom, the Qin Kingdom's army will continue to attack you until you're all dead. Or you can destroy the Qin Kingdom.
"The second choice is to charge forward and hold on for two hours. No matter what crimes you've committed in the past, I will pardon all of you," Emperor Ying Zheng said calmly.
"Ge Nia has three Grandmasters. If you kill any one of them, I will pardon you and Tianming."
"Fu Nian, haven't the Confucians always wanted to promote the Confucians? Kill one of them. After this battle, I will appoint a Left and Right Prime Minister. The Confucians can choose one of them to be the Right Prime Minister. " “
"Zhao Gao, your mission is to lead the Dragnet Army to kill the other Grandmaster. Victory! I will spare all of you. Defeat! "
… …
After saying that, Qin Shi Huang ordered the black eagle beneath his feet to fly back to the main camp.
He was not afraid of these people rebelling at all. When he unified the six countries, these people could not stop him.
Right now, Great Qin's iron-clad army was incredibly sharp and unstoppable. It would be fine if they obeyed him, but if they did not, they would be destroyed along with the Mongolian army.
Ge Nia lightly stroked the wooden sword in his hand as he looked at the panicking Tianming. Only now did he understand just how terrifying Great Qin's hidden strength was.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Ge Nia swallowed a bottle of pills from a crystal bottle given to him by Qin Shi Huang, Ying Zheng.
Ge Nia felt his body recovering with every breath he took. He stood there quietly and gazed into the distance.
"Eldest Senior Brother, what should we do?" By Fu Nian's side, a gentle, refined, plain, and plain man asked. He was the second leader of the Confucian School, Yan Lu.
"It's hard to tell whether Ying Zheng is telling the truth or not." Another elegant man in light blue clothes said. This man was the Third Master of the Confucian Faction, Zhang Liang.
"There's no need for Ying Zheng to lie to us," Fu Nian said. He was the head of the Confucian School, who had a strong sense of duty towards the Confucian School and the affairs of the world. He had been working hard to promote the Confucian School, hoping that it would become the number one school of thought in the country.
When Qin Shi Huang made his offer, he was already tempted.
Although he did not know whether the 500,000 iron-clad army of Great Qin was true or not, the endless black armor that stretched as far as the eye could see was like a boundless black wave. Great Qin's army here was no less than 100,000.
It would be a piece of cake for them to surround and kill a motley crew.
As for the unseen army, with Qin Shi Huang's pride, he did not offer them such generous terms just to ask for their help.
With the experts that Great Qin had recruited, it would be a piece of cake for them to deal with three Grandmasters.
Zhao Gao's face was gloomy, and his abyss-like eyes flickered with a cold light.
"General Wang, you will be in command of this battle." After returning to the main camp, Emperor Qin Shihuang said to a middle-aged general who stood beside him with a calm and indifferent expression.
He was tall and sturdy, clad in black armor, with a black sword hanging on his waist. He stood there like a mountain, calm and steady. This man was the number one general of Great Qin, Wang Jian.
"Your Majesty, I will do my best." Wang Jian said.
Qin Shi Huang nodded. He was very clear about Wang Jian's military strength.
"Your Majesty, you can give the order." Wang Jian looked at the Mongolian army in front of him and said calmly.
"Attack!" Qin Shi Huang pointed with Ask the Heavens Sword in his hand and returned to his carriage, letting Wang Jian ride it.
Wang Jian stood on the back of the black eagle, looking at the Mongolian camp. Under Wang Jian's command, the 500,000 iron-clad Qin soldiers quickly changed their formations.
As the undisputed number one general of Qin, Wang Jian was well-versed in the art of war, and his formations were always successful.
Qin Shi Huang did not care about the 10,000 troops in front of him. Under Wang Jian's command, the army advanced quickly.
The Mongolian camp!
"Great Khan, look at the Qin army. They are in a mess. The Qin Kingdom is too backward. A few hundred years ago, they were too weak. They didn't even give their soldiers decent armor." Nimoxing, who was beside the Mongolian Great Khan Mengke, said.
"Great Khan, the people in front are not the Qin army. They are all dressed differently. I'm afraid they are plotting something." Jinlun Fawang said calmly, not caring about the ugly expression on Nimoxing's face.
"Defeat the army in front. Those who are alive, I will let you all become immortals. Those who are dead can also go to heaven and become immortals. Their descendants will live forever." Meng Ge said to the slave army in front of him.
"Long live! Long live! " The slave army in front of them all blushed. They could only feel their blood boiling. They didn't think that Meng Ge would be recruited by the heavens to become a deity. As long as they killed the mortals who went against the heavens, they could become immortals. How could they reject such an easy task?
"Fight!" Meng Ge pointed with his sword, and the 300,000 slave army went berserk as they charged towards Great Qin's armored army. The 200,000 Mongolian cavalry followed closely behind them.
This was because the place where the two sides were fighting was a flat plain. There were no forests, rivers, or mountains.
No matter what kind of plan or strategy they used, it was useless. There were only two conditions for victory.
One was the individual strength of the army, and the other was the ability of the commander of the army to set up formations.
The people standing outside the crystal ball saw a sky-toppling black wave and a gray wave collide.
"What do we do?" The School of Taoism, the School of Agriculture, the School of Vertical and Horizontal, and the other Sects looked at the ferocious armies with serious expressions.
On one side was Great Qin's armored army, which had swept through the world and was invincible.
On the other side was a crazed army with red faces and excited expressions. No one knew where they were from.
Now, everyone knew that this wasn't a dream. They didn't know when they had been teleported to another space.
Should they turn and face the mighty Great Qin's armored army?
Or should they charge towards the ferocious unknown army?
If they didn't help either side, they would just be seeking death and would only be attacked by both sides.
"Fire!"
A Major in the slave army roared, and countless arrows rained down towards the Hundred Schools' people.
"Do we have a choice?" Fu Nianshang drew the Taia Sword at his waist and said to Zhang Liang, who was still hesitating.
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