Because he knew this, he realized how many people it would take to dye the Wei River red.
Ying Zheng didn't believe that there were no Mohists filling in here.
Otherwise, with only more than 600 people in the Meng family, even if the number was doubled, they would not be able to turn the Wei River red, or even make the red color last for more than two days.
Chen Xuan didn't expect that Ying Zheng would misunderstand him again. Now he remembered how lame this excuse was.
After all, it is indeed too much. No matter how many people there are, even if they are all fat, and one person has the health of two people, it is impossible for them to dye the Wei River red.
Unless the hearts of these more than 600 people were still able to supply blood after their death, the color of the Wei River cannot be explained.
It is not unreasonable for Ying Zheng to think that there are many Mohist disciples in Yongcheng.
If you want to dye the Wei River into this state, you will probably need tens of thousands of people to fill it up and bleed it.
Compared to the six hundred people who dyed the Wei River red, Ying Zheng subconsciously believed that tens of thousands of officials in Yongcheng had joined the Mohist school.
"I want to go to Yongcheng in person, I want to go again." Ying Zheng's clothes have changed. Since the map of mountains and rivers became Ying Zheng's decoration, Ying Zheng has never worn the clothes of the Qin kings of all dynasties.
"Prepare the ceremonial guards. I want to go to Yongcheng again to see how many evil spirits there are."
Ying Zheng's face was covered by the crown again, and even without Chen Xuan's blessing, his words became majestic and filled the entire Xianyang Palace.
"Promote Yanwei Mengque to lead 3,000 soldiers to escort me to Yongcheng."
Chen Xuan looked at Ying Zheng, who was full of vigor and vitality, and suddenly felt relaxed.
It's like an old father watching his son succeed, the feeling is particularly comfortable.
Let go, why are you still holding on?
This sentence popped up in Chen Xuan's mind. This was his idea and also what he would do in the future.
Even if he had two thousand years of experience to support him, he could not and was not worthy of interfering in the politics of this era.
This is not suitable for him, he can't do it well or learn it.
What Chen Xuan originally wanted to do was just to cooperate with Ying Zheng to make changes in the Qin Dynasty and break through the limitations of history.
Now that spiritual energy has appeared, history has quietly changed.
What Chen Xuan has to do now is to make Daqin exist longer so that he can live longer.
As for the person behind him, the hand that kept pushing him, Chen Xuan didn't care.
This kind of transcendent power was given by that person. What qualifications does Chen Xuan have to use this power to resist that person?
He couldn't do it. He was just a figment of that person's imagination, even though that person gave him the greatest degree of freedom.
But I can still feel that vague pressure.
But now I have become more open-minded and will take things one step at a time.
Although Chen Xuan is the national destiny and the first representative of supernatural power in the Qin Dynasty, he is essentially a mortal, an insignificant mortal.
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"You, you can't kill me!"
Gu Yu looked at Jiang Biao in horror, shouting, as if begging for mercy and threatening him.
Gu Yu is the leader of the Gu clan of the Di people, and is also part of an ethnic group that refuses to submit to Jiang Biao's leadership. Although they appear to be one on the surface, they are clearly divided secretly.
Although the Di people are all descendants of Emperor Yan, only the chief of the entire Di ethnic group or the witch of each clan are worthy of the surname Jiang.
Others are not worthy and cannot have the surname Jiang, otherwise it would be a provocation to the entire Di people and a declaration of war against the chief.
The sky is still a little dim, and today is still a sandy day.
Even though the Di people all lived in these few oases, except for the clan of the chief, the land allocated to other clans was not very fertile.
The dim sky, coupled with the wailing everywhere, the endless killing and plundering, this is a carnival of wild beasts, a scene of cannibalism among their own kind.
This is a carnival for one tribe and a sorrow for another.
"Why can't I kill you?" There was a dark flame flashing in Jiang Biao's tiger eyes. This was the mercy bestowed upon him by the Great Dark Heaven.
His clan will be the only one in the Di tribe, and he will become the only chief of the Di people, or even the king!
The Gu clan was not weak, otherwise it would not have been possible for them to challenge the three clans of the Di people and not surrender.
But today, it was a massacre, a one-sided massacre.
The favor of the Great Dark Sky not only came upon Jiang Biao, but also upon the entire Di tribe, or in other words, the tribe loyal to Jiang Biao.
From the moment Mo Ju chose Jiang Biao on behalf of the Great Darkness, he became the king of the Di people. In the future, he would conquer the entire Western Regions and even become the king who would spy on the Central Plains.
"If you don't submit to me, I will kill you."
His hoarse voice was filled with a sense of oppression. At this moment, Jiang Biao was like a ferocious beast, staring at his prey with bloodthirstiness.
"I, I surrender, I surrender!" Gu Yu no longer had any need to resist. The entire clan was crumbling in the slaughter, and even his life was in danger.
It is the nature of barbarians to submit to the strong. It is not shameful but normal.
This is a means for these people to survive in this barren land, a means to stay alive.
"Submission?" Jiang Biao laughed as if he had heard it for the first time. "I don't need submission. What I need is your death."
What the Great Dark Sky needs is not submission or believers, what he needs is killing, death, and fear.
As a believer, Jiang Biao, a Di people who is blessed by the mercy of the Great Dark Sky, will naturally strictly follow this oracle.
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