In early autumn, the wind gradually rises.

On the ten-mile long street, countless black robes were blown by the wind.

Among the crowd, Bai Qi, who was covered in cold air, looked at Lu Buwei in front of him. The body of the stone statue seemed to set off Bai Qi with the courage to be the soldiers in the world.

"You are a merchant who saved Yiren from danger in the past."

Bai Qi said lightly.

"It's the villain."

Lu Buwei has met Wu'anjun.

In the past, when he and his son Zichu fled from Zhao State, he had met Wu'an Jun who was secretly replaced by Qin State to take charge of the Qin army by coincidence.

Lu Buwei once sighed at that time: Wu'an Jun held the army and Zhao would be defeated, and the country would be destroyed only day and night.

However, I never thought that Zhao State was indeed defeated, but it was not perished. On the contrary, Wu'an Jun was sentenced to death by the king shortly after the Battle of Changping.

This is the unpredictable fate.

"You are not bad!"

Bai Qi smiled, then gently patted Lu Buwei on the shoulder and said.

Lu Buwei was photographed and staggered.

Bai Qi shook his head, then turned around and left.

In Xianyang City, what you should read has been finished.

It was time for him to see how the immortal was talking about how the great world was planned.

Seeing Wu'anjun coming over, the people on both sides of the street slowly made way for him.

A soldier who had served in the military and fought under Bai Qi looked at the stone statue in front of him with a complicated expression, and finally bowed to the end:

"Welcome to the Lord Wu'an to return to Qin!"

It was like a little fireworks lit in the dark night, followed by sporadic sounds from the crowd, and soldiers bowed down.

"Welcome to the Lord Wu'an to return to Qin!"

Bai Qi walked out step by step, and everyone on both sides of the green mud and stone slab bowed down one by one.

"Welcome to the Lord Wu'an to return to Qin!"

Everyone's voices grew louder and louder.

Follow the main avenue of Xianyang City, it travels from the south to the north.

The sound is like a tide, and one wave covers another.

It was like the waves rising and falling, and finally layered into endless waves.

The entire Xianyang City was trapped in a big wave.

The people who bowed down also went from the soldiers to the people, and rows of people bowed down.

Countless nobles came out of their mansions after hearing the voices.

Zichu and the King of Qin are no exception.

"He's back after all!"

The King of Qin sighed.

"Father, are the sons wrong?"

Zichu looked into the distance a little confused, Bai Qi's power far exceeded his imagination.

A man who had been dead for six years was so powerful.

The King of Qin's face became solemn.

"Zi Chu, I want you to remember: You are the king, and the king is not wrong."

"The king is right?"

Zichu murmured to himself.

"The king is not wrong, nor can he be wrong!"

After throwing this sentence, the King of Qin looked into the distance, where the voices were shaking the sky.

Wu'anjun is finally back.

As the young master at that time, only he knew why his father killed Bai Qi back then.

The reason why his father killed Bai Qi was because he was afraid that he could not control Bai Qi.

Therefore, even if you don’t attack Handan, you will have to kill Bai Qi.

Internal troubles are far more serious than external troubles in military and national affairs.

The King of Qin looked into the distance, his lips lightly opened but no sound was made.

Wu'an Jun, the King of Qin has let you down, but the Qin people have never let you down.

Daqin is still your home.

In Xianyang City, leaves and weeds were trembling with the call of everyone.

The people of Daqin did not forget this Daqin God of War after all.

On the ten-mile long street.

In an instant, Bai Qi had an illusion that he seemed to have returned to his era of fighting south and north.

He returned triumphantly, and the King of Qin went out of the city to greet him, and the people of Qin crossed the road to greet him.

But they shouted "The Great Qin Wan Sheng", and now they shouted "Welcome to the Lord Wu'an to return to Qin".

Bai Qi looked at the people who were bowing down on both sides and felt a tide.

He suddenly laughed.

"The Qin Dynasty finally returned and never forgot my Bai Qi."

"King, Daqin will not forget us, whether we die or not."

"Maybe my return is due to the mercy of the heavens, and I will do all the things that I have not done."

In the face of the crowd, in the long wind, Bai Qi walked towards the distance, just like he came triumphantly back then.

The general is not old, and the martyr is not yet dusk.

A hero is never old in the hearts of the people.

On Panpan's blue mud and stone slab, Chang Wei followed him silently, receiving the worship of all the people, and trembling with fear.

He slowly lags behind Wu'anjun a few steps.

The glory of this moment only belongs to the person in front of you.

"In the hearts of the Qin people, no matter how many people in the world are named Wu'an Jun, there is only one Qin."

Lu Buwei watched Wu'an Jun Bai Qi leave.

He has a great position as a minister and has great achievements.

It is famous in history and is also in the hearts of everyone.

With his strong military achievements, this Wu'anjun has done what many people want to do but cannot.

If there was no immortal coming to the world, this would be what he wanted throughout his life.

"But when the strange ambitions were moved, my Lu Buwei was no longer a secular duke."

Since Lu Buwei has the opportunity to pursue the opportunity of immortality, he always wants to try it.

Although it may not be the Yellow Emperor who can ascend to the sky with dragons, it is also excellent to be able to ascend to heaven by the chickens and dogs.

Lu Buwei smiled, and he looked at the armor in the distance.

"But Wei is willing to respect Wu'anjun at this time."

At the end of the long street, Lu Buwei bowed down.

"Welcome to the Lord Wu'an to return to Qin!"

"Welcome to the Lord Wu'an to return to Qin!"

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Over and over again, one after another.

The entire Xianyang City was filled with thunder, and the city walls seemed to shake with the voices.

Bai Qi went away step by step.

The more he took, the more solid he was. In addition to his descendants, he suddenly found that he had new guardians.

He Bai Qi was the soldiers guarding the Qin Dynasty and used their long sword as a vow.
To be continued...