Chapter 1, Year Fourteen, a native of Qin, named Huang.
Shaoliang Mountain.
The world was vast. Among the piles of corpses, one of them opened his eyes with difficulty. The strong smell of blood made him unable to suppress the desire to vomit.
Just this movement brought heart-breaking pain. When I looked down, I saw corpses everywhere, covered in blood.
"The Battle of Shaoliang, Qin and Wei..."
"In the fourteenth year of the year, the Qin State came to Lintao and was short of soldiers. There were still parents, younger brothers and sisters at home..."
Huang struggled to get up from where he was. He knew in his heart that it was not safe to stay here.
His wound has healed. Although he still feels pain when walking, he will not continue to bleed to death in Shaoliang.
Half an hour later, Huang came to Shaoliangshui, took off all his clothes, endured the pain and washed away the blood all over his body.
Finally, wash the middle coat.
He hung his clothes to dry and lay on the shore, combing through his memories. In later generations, he read through the records about Qin and walked in the mausoleum.
He pursues the highest level of martial arts.
"In this life, I am from Qin, Huang!" At this moment, there was a smile on Huang's lips. After all, no one would be dissatisfied if an old and decayed body was replaced by a young one.
This is equivalent to him living a second life.
Now that Qin and Wei have withdrawn their troops, Huang knows the general situation of this battle. Duke Xiang of Qin was seriously injured, and the prime minister of Wei, Gong Shucuo, was captured.
Next, the Qin State ceded Hangu Pass, Ying Quliang ascended the throne, and issued an order to seek talents. Shang Yang entered Qin, and the Qin State began to reform.
Suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind, Huang put on his half-dry clothes and returned to the battlefield again. At this moment, both sides had withdrawn their troops and the battlefield had not yet been cleared.
The dead soldiers and horses were left on the battlefield. He found a sword, cut off a large piece of meat from a dead horse, cleaned it, found dry firewood, and began to string it on the sword for barbecue.
If he wants to leave here, he must have solid food and fill his stomach, otherwise he will definitely die in this barren mountain.
"Brother, can you share some horse meat with me?" The young man in white came from a distance with a smile on his face.
"good!"
Huang did not reject the other party.
Because the other party came with a sword and a horse.
The young man sat calmly on the big rock opposite, always with a slight smile and a special bookish air.
His eyes are very bright.
Handing a piece of roasted meat to the other party, Huang opened his mouth and said, "There is no salt or other condiments. Brother, I will make do with it."
Taking the barbecue from Huang, the young man in white smiled and said, "Thank you."
After a while, there was no word.
The young man in white was chewing slowly, while Huang was feasting. After eating, he was still grilling meat and drying the cooked meat on the clean big stone.
"I wonder what you call me brother?" the young man in white said after finishing his meal, he washed his hands and wiped the grease stains from the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief.
"Qin people, Huang."
Huang looked at the young man in white, and the smile on his face became even brighter: "I'm younger than you, just call me by my name!"
"good!"
Nodding, the young man in white said solemnly: "A certain person from the Wei Kingdom, Martingale!"
Hearing this, Huang's heart moved, but he remembered clearly that Shang Yang was a native of the Wei Kingdom, but he was later granted the title of Shang Yu, and was called Shang Yang by later generations.
Therefore, Shang Yang is also called Wei Yang.
Wei Yang was the core figure who made Qin stronger and laid the foundation for the prosperity of the Qin Dynasty. Throughout the history of the Qin Dynasty, there were four kings who were crucial, and similarly there were three ministers who were crucial.
Duke Xiao of Qin won Quliang.
King Huiwen of Qin Ying Si.
King Zhaoxiang of Qin Yingji.
Qin Shi Huang Yingzheng.
Shang Jun Wei Yang.
Wu'an Jun Baiqi.
Prime Minister Li Si.
Thoughts passed through his mind, causing waves of confusion. However, the experience of later generations made Huang's expression remain unchanged, and there was only a moment of surprise in his eyes, which then quickly disappeared.
"This place is remote. Qin and Wei are at war again. The war is fierce and dangerous. Why is Brother Yang coming here?" Huang looked at Wei Yang with a smile on his face.
In his opinion, Wei Yang was a big deal, especially since he was from Qin, but a soldier of Qin. If he wanted to change the situation, asking for orders was an opportunity, and Wei Yang was also an opportunity.
Wei Yang did not feel the change in Huang's mood. Looking at the young man wearing only the middle coat, he knew clearly that this was a leftover soldier.
He did not look down upon Huang.
When he came over just now, he looked at the injuries of the Qin and Wei soldiers, and it was clear that all the Qin soldiers fell on the way to charge.
They were all shot in the chest with arrows.
These are warriors who died for their country.
"I'm here for my study tour. I came here to see the battlefield, understand the world, and find a place to go." At this moment, the confidence on Wei Yang's face was more dazzling than the sun.
It was the pursuit of faith, the pursuit of the great road, and the expectation of showing what he had learned in his mind. He believed that he could become famous all over the world and become an unparalleled celebrity in this era.
"In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, a time of great strife, a great talent like Brother Yang probably had a very good understanding of the current situation."
A solemn look appeared on Huang's young face, and he raised his hand towards Wei Yang: "Brother Yang, what do you think of me, Da Qin?"
"Dangerous country!"
Huang was not surprised by Wei Yang's words of "risking the country". This was the fact. After the Shaoliang War, the Qin State was indeed at a critical stage of life and death.
Qin Xiangong fought throughout his life, and although he gained fame, it also made Qin extremely poor and caused Qin's population to decline again.
"Sir, you have astonishing talent. Why not join the Qin Dynasty and achieve great success?"
After being silent for a long time, Huang took a sip of water from his pocket and spoke passionately: "Although the Qin State today is poor and weak, and although it is surrounded by wolves, it has become a clean piece of silk."
"You can let the strong build it according to your own wishes. This is something that no other country in the world has ever had."
Speaking of this, Huang chuckled: "What's more, the general trend of the world is that if it unites for a long time, it must divide, and if it divides for a long time, it must unite. The rise of Qin will surely inherit the national destiny of Zhou and bring great success to the world."
At this moment, Huang Yu was astonished.
He and Wei Yang met by chance, so if they wanted to leave a profound impact on each other, they naturally needed shocking words.
Now that he has come to this era, Huang naturally does not want to be a pawn of Qin for the rest of his life, unknown to anyone, and he will not even know that he died on the battlefield that day.
He wants to fight against hundreds of schools of thought and leave an everlasting name in this splendid era. He also wants to pursue his obsessions in his previous life and seek military prowess in the age of great strife.
Listening to Huang's talk, Wei Yang was a little moved. He didn't expect that an ordinary Qin soldier could have such knowledge.
This guy has great talent!
This was Wei Yang's only thought at the moment.
Huang's initial invitation can be seen as his love for his family and country, but his words about the general trend of the world, that if we unite for a long time, we will divide, and if we divide for a long time, we will unite, Wei Yang couldn't calm down for a long time.
One sentence tells the ultimate trend of the world. With such a great talent, I am afraid that I will no longer be inferior to myself.
Wei Yang took a deep look at Huang. At this moment, Wei Yang's expression became more solemn, and he became interested in making friends.