At dawn, the main peak of Yinshan Mountain.

The wicked man stood atop the summit, the biting wind making his battle robes flutter loudly.

The altitude here is thousands of feet, and as far as the eye can see, there are continuous mountains and boundless grasslands.

Throughout history, the blood of countless heroes has flowed on this land, and the souls of countless foreign invaders have wandered under this sky.

"Pass down the order: Form ranks!"

The sound of horns echoed through the valley.

Two hundred thousand Qin troops began to deploy at the foot of the mountain.

The cavalry led the way, followed by the infantry, with the elite troops equipped with "a swarm" in the center.

The black military formation stretched for miles, with banners like a forest, exuding a murderous aura.

This is an unprecedentedly victorious army.

They crushed the Yuezhi, the Xiongnu, and the Western Regions.

Wherever they went, they exterminated all foreign tribes.

This grassland is now a dead land, with nothing left to threaten the Qin state.

"Grand Commandant," Meng Tian rode forward, "the altar is complete."

The wicked man turned around and looked at the altar behind him, which was made of the heads of foreign races.

The skulls were piled up in layers, like a mountain, reaching a height of three zhang (approximately 10 meters).

These were all princes and nobles of foreign tribes, yet now their heads were to be used as witnesses to the majesty of the Great Qin!

"Very good!" He nodded in satisfaction. "Order the three armies to line up and prepare for the sacrificial ceremony!"

The mountain wind howled, stirring up clouds of yellow sand, but it could not drown out the sound of the Qin army's orderly footsteps.

The 200,000-strong army split into two columns and slowly approached the altar.

Their armor gleamed in the morning light, and their synchronized steps shook the earth.

"Raise the drum!"

Instantly, thousands of war drums sounded simultaneously. The sound was like thunder, echoing through the mountains.

For a moment, it seemed as if even the heavens and earth changed color!

The wicked man, holding an incense burner, slowly ascended the altar.

The wind blew his battle robe and the black Qin banner.

That is the banner of the Great Qin Dynasty, and now it will be displayed to the world on the summit of Yinshan Mountain to demonstrate the majesty of the empire!

"Heaven and earth bear witness!" his voice boomed, "Our Qin cavalry has annihilated every foreign tribe on this land!"

"From this day forward, this grassland will forever belong to the Great Qin!"

The mountain wind howled, but it couldn't drown out his thunderous voice.

"I offer the heads of foreign invaders as a sacrifice to comfort the heroic spirits who guarded the borders," he continued. "You can rest in peace now. From this day forward, no foreign tribe will dare to invade the territory of my Great Qin!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than smoke billowed in the distance.

That was something he had arranged beforehand; from then on, only the smoke signals of the Qin Dynasty would emanate from this place!

"All generals, listen to my command!"

"Your subordinate is here!"

"Order Zhang Erhe to lead 50,000 iron cavalry to guard the area north of Yinshan. Any foreign tribes that enter our territory must be killed without mercy!"

"Your subordinate obeys!" Zhang Erhe responded loudly. The knife in his hand was still stained with blood, just right for continuing to drink the blood of the alien race!

"I have ordered King Li to lead 30,000 elite troops to garrison the northern fortress," the wicked man continued. "This Grand Commandant will ensure that this grassland will forever remain the territory of my Great Qin!"

"Your subordinate obeys!" A cold glint flashed in Wang Li's eyes. Through years of warfare, he had come to deeply understand that only complete annihilation could eliminate future troubles!

"Order Meng Tian to lead an army of 100,000 and continue westward." The wicked man's eyes flashed like lightning. "This Grand Commandant wants to see just how vast this grassland truly is!"

"Your subordinate obeys!" Meng Tian readily agreed. As the commander of the main force, he understood all too well the wicked man's ambition—to make the entire grassland belong to "Qin"!

The military order was issued like thunder, echoing through the mountains.

Just then, billowing smoke and dust appeared in the distance.

"Report!" A scout rushed in, "Grand Commandant, a defeated barbarian army of about three thousand has been spotted in the north. They seem to be trying to break through..."

"Ha ha!" The wicked man laughed loudly, "Heaven is on my side! How can the sealing of the Wolf-Dwelling Mountain not be done without bloodshed! Issue the order: all troops attack!"

Instantly, tens of thousands of cavalry surged out like a tidal wave.

The defeated alien army was terrified when they saw this.

They had already heard of the Qin army's brutality and knew that once they were caught up, their entire army would be wiped out!

"Release the arrows!"

A dense rain of arrows blotted out the sky.

Thousands of guns opened fire simultaneously, arrows raining down like locusts, turning the entire sky black.

The foreign cavalry struggled desperately, but were powerless to resist.

Those horsemanship skills they were so proud of were utterly insignificant in the face of such a dense rain of arrows.

In the blink of an eye, more than half of the three thousand people had fallen.

The remaining people tried to escape, but were intercepted by the Qin army.

"kill!"

Amidst the flashing swords and clashing blades, countless heads of alien races fell to the ground. Their blood quickly stained the grassland, turning this land into a living hell.

"Pass down the order," the wicked man said, watching the scene unfold. "Cut off all these people's heads and add them to the altar. Let them bear witness to the majesty of Great Qin!"

By evening, the altar had been piled up even higher.

Countless alien heads reflected an eerie light in the setting sun.

This is the iron-fisted approach of the Qin Dynasty, a lesson that all foreign races will never forget!

"Grand Commandant," Zhang Erhe stepped forward and said, "This Northern Expedition can be considered a great success. The barbarian tribes have been destroyed, and the grasslands are pacified. From now on..."

"No!" the wicked man interrupted him, "This is not the end, but the beginning!"

He pointed to the boundless grassland: "Look at this vast expanse of land. Now that we've taken the first step, why can't we continue forward?"

The generals seemed to be deep in thought.

They knew the wicked husband's character all too well; this man would never be satisfied with the status quo.

"This Grand Commandant will make this Qin banner fly across the entire grassland!" A glint of cunning flashed in the wicked man's eyes. "I will make this land belong to 'Qin'!"

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