The protagonist travels back to the time when Ying Zheng just ascended the throne. This scoundrel discovers that his strength increases dramatically every year.
Thus, the Great Qin gains a ki...
The wicked man was very enthusiastic, and he kept Zhang Han chatting about this and that, not paying any attention to the martial arts selection, so much so that he didn't even notice when the martial arts competition was over.
"Big brother!"
Erniu and Chunning, covered in dirt, helped each other over. Seeing that their wicked husband hadn't even noticed them, they immediately said bitterly, "He really has forgotten his old love for a new one!"
Her bitter tone and expression made it seem as if she had been abandoned by a heartless person.
The wicked man felt a chill and said irritably, "I personally trained you two. If you can't pass the test, the other eight might as well go back to farming."
have to.
Erniu and Chun Ning were speechless. They glared at Zhang Han standing next to them. If it weren't for this kid, how could they have been ignored?
The wicked man glanced at the setting sun and said directly, "It's getting late. You two stay here and keep watching the chess game. I'm leaving now."
Having said that, before the two could react, he pulled Zhang Han onto the carriage and left, leaving the two with resentful expressions.
He didn't really value the outcome of chess games; it wasn't nearly as mystical as he had made it out to Ying Zheng. The main reason for adding this factor was simply to filter out those who lacked common sense.
For the wicked man, this era was only slightly better than the barbaric era. The food was monotonous and scarce, and with long-term malnutrition, how good could his physique be?
As long as it's roughly correct and the foundation is good, the rest is just gradual conditioning and training!
Moreover, the biggest gain from this selection was right beside him, so why would he want to stay here and watch those lousy chess players fight amongst themselves?
The carriage moved slowly along the bumpy dirt road. The wicked man and Zhang Han sat inside chatting idly, the atmosphere far from dull.
"General, are the rumors about you during the Battle of Jinyang true?" After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Han finally blurted out the question in his mind.
He had been in the army for two or three years and knew the difficulty of achieving the four major military merits, let alone that the villain had managed to collect them all in one battle, which was as unbelievable as a fairy tale.
The wicked man was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "What's there to fake? With your foundation, you can do it with a little training."
"Really?" Zhang Han's eyes lit up, his eager gaze seemingly melting the wicked husband.
The wicked man smiled lewdly and said in a meaningful tone, "Of course, you'll see in time."
......
It was evening.
Just as Evil Husband and Zhang Han came out of the largest blacksmith shop in Xianyang, Erniu and Chun Ning sent word that the selection process was over and invited Evil Husband to give them a pep talk.
The wicked man smiled slightly and said to Zhang Han, "Let's go and see how much those lads have improved."
Zhang Han nodded in agreement, and the two then went together to the selection venue.
Outside the city, at the selection site.
When the three thousand Qin soldiers who had passed the selection process saw the evil man arrive, they immediately stood up and lined up, having been slumped on the ground.
"Gentlemen, don't think that passing the selection means everything is settled!" The wicked man's voice echoed in everyone's ears. He continued very seriously, "From today onwards, you will undergo unprecedentedly rigorous training until you are able to stand on your own."
"During this time, you will face the risk of elimination or death at any moment!"
The wicked man's deep gaze swept over the Qin soldiers before him, and he said, word by word, "If you are afraid or regret it, you can withdraw now."
Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions turned solemn, but their eyes shone with unwavering determination, and not a single person chose to leave.
The wicked man looked around and nodded in satisfaction.
The Qin soldiers who made it this far were all men of unwavering will; how could they possibly give up so easily?
"Erniu!"
"Chun Ning!"
"Zhang Han!"
The wicked man's gaze fell on the three men who had stepped forward, and he said in a deep and solemn voice, "From this day forward, the three of you will each serve as commanders of two to five hundred men, each leading a thousand troops. I will report this matter to the King!"
Ying Zheng gave him absolute support, even entrusting him with the power of appointment; otherwise, he would not have dared to appoint people on his own.
After all, this was a feudal era, and private appointments already involved the sensitive issue of royal power. Even if the two hit it off immediately, it was still just a first meeting and had not been tested by time.
The three were a sight to behold, especially Zhang Han, who had been with them for a long time; his mouth was practically stretched to his ears in a wide grin.
"You all, follow me!" the wicked man shouted as he boarded the carriage, and the three thousand Qin soldiers quickly followed.
...
Within the city of Xianyang lies a small hill called Zhu Mountain. Ying Zheng designated it for Efu, entrusting him with its use as the base for the newly established Iron Eagle Swordsmen.
Since the day he decided to reorganize the Iron Eagle Swordsmen, Ying Zheng sent a large number of craftsmen to build military camps at Zhushan. Due to the tight schedule, the camps were somewhat dilapidated, but they were still enough to shelter three thousand people from the wind and rain.
"Get a good rest tonight, and start training first thing tomorrow morning."
After leaving those words, the wicked man left Zhushan and went straight to the palace to report the results of today's selection to Ying Zheng, including the appointments of Zhang Han and the other two.
...
Inside Xianyang Palace.
"Your Majesty, the wicked General requests an audience!" The eunuch looked extremely cautious, afraid of disturbing Ying Zheng, who was deep in thought.
Lately, I don't know what's wrong with the king. He seems to have become a different person, and he has executed a lot of eunuchs and maids, all of whom were people of Chancellor Lü Buwei.
This created an atmosphere of extreme anxiety within the palace, with eunuchs and maids living in constant fear of being dragged out and beheaded by Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng snapped out of his reverie and a smile appeared on his face. "Bring in General Evil Husband."
A moment later, the wicked man strode into the main hall.
"This humble general greets Your Majesty!"
Ying Zheng's sharp eyes swept over the eunuch standing behind the wicked husband. The eunuch immediately understood, turned around and left quickly, not forgetting to close the palace door behind him.
"Is the selection complete?" Ying Zheng's voice echoed in the empty hall, carrying a hint of anticipation.
The wicked man nodded slightly and replied with a smile, "Yes, Your Majesty. The three thousand Qin soldiers selected are all elites chosen from the best."
Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction, a sharp glint in his eyes: "Good, speed up the training of them into an elite force; they will surely be of great use in the future."
The wicked man said in a deep voice, "This humble general understands. There is another matter to report to Your Majesty. This humble general appoints Erniu, Chunning, and Zhang Han as commanders of two hundred men each, each in charge of a thousand soldiers."
Ying Zheng nodded slightly, approving of his wicked husband's behavior, "It's a small matter, you can decide for yourself."
The wicked husband nodded and was about to get up to say goodbye and go back to rest when Ying Zheng stopped him.
"What's the rush, kid? Stay here and play a few rounds with me. My hands are itching to play!"
Before the wicked husband could refuse, Ying Zheng pulled out a chessboard from somewhere and began to arrange the pieces with great interest.
The wicked husband felt helpless and regretted teaching him to play chess. He worried that the boy might become obsessed with chess and lose his determination to conquer the six kingdoms.
After much thought, he decided to try to dissuade him.