In Yan Lingji's life, there is an extra royal palace. Such a thing is a big deal for Yan Lingji.
And there is an extra Yan Ling Ji in the palace. Such a thing is so insignificant. Except for Ying Zheng, probably no one can feel the changes brought about by the addition of the Yan Ling Ji.
Whether it was because she was forced to do so, or because she had other thoughts, Yan Lingji still stayed in the palace after all.
With the completion of the altar facing the river outside the northern suburbs of Xinzheng, the peaceful Xinzheng once again made waves.
Some are looking forward to it, some are watching indifferently, and some are enduring.
On June 9th, the sky was clear with few clouds and a gentle breeze.
On the south bank of the river, 200,000 Qin troops gathered and lined up here. The flags were waving, as if the sky was hanging upside down. There was a clear sky and a dark cloud, juxtaposed here.
Zhao Wangyan walked out of the carriage and saw the endless Qin army formation in front of him. He felt a murderous aura coming towards him. He couldn't help but tremble in his heart. The palms hidden in his sleeves trembled slightly.
At this time, the 200,000 Qin army is no longer 200,000 people, but a whole. It is the most powerful war weapon in the world. Any person will appear extremely small in front of it, and any force will be incomparable to it.
Everything in front of me was so powerless.
Zhao Wangyan, whose face was slightly pale, looked at Guo Kai beside him, and saw that the Prime Minister, who was both a friend and a monarch, was also pale at this time. It was unclear whether it was because of the sun in the sky or because of the military formation in front of him.
, there was even the slightest trace of sweat.
In front of such a military formation, anyone would doubt their own strength. Zhao Wangyan said to himself.
Could Zhao Guo be able to stop such a military formation? Guo Kai said to himself at this time.
Is such a Qin army a match for the Zhao army? Guo Kai felt as if he had seen the future of the Zhao State at this moment, and saw the boundless Qin army attacking the Zhao State like dark clouds carrying a storm.
Under it, any city, any army, or anyone who has the intention to resist will be reduced to nothing.
How many more years can Zhao Guo hold on? Guo Kai thought of the 150,000 Qin troops currently in the fertile land.
Zhao Guo couldn't stop him. Guo Kai thought and quickly lowered his head to hide the emotion in his eyes.
At this time, it was not just Zhao Wangyan who was in a complicated mood. On the other side of the road separated by Qin army formations, King Chu stepped out of the carriage at almost the same time as Zhao Wangyan. This old man was already
At this time, King Chu also felt an unprecedented pressure in his heart.
The Chu State could also gather so many soldiers and horses, but the elite combat power of the Chu army... King Chu shook his head when he thought of this.
Although Chu State does not lack people, it does lack elite soldiers.
Suddenly, the invited kings of the five kingdoms had different thoughts but faced the same pressure. They walked through the long military formation and came to the tall altar of Perseverance in the center of the military formation.
On one side are the kings of the five kingdoms, and on the other side are the important generals of the Qin army.
But there is only one real protagonist today.
"Qin Wangzheng!" The kings of the five kingdoms surrounding the altar subconsciously looked forward.
The young man has tied hair, sword-shaped eyebrows, fine eyes, thin lips, and no crown. The coat he wears is mainly black and solemn in tone, showing the style of "Xuanyi Haoshang"; the shoulders show golden dragon patterns, and the sleeves are inlaid with gold edges, showing the "Xuan Yi Shang" style.
The spirit of majesty, wealth and honor; the "Tianwen" sword hanging on the left waist is the sword of kingship.
"Are you alone?" Yan Dan, who was following Yan Wangxi, looked forward. Wherever he could see, there was only one figure. There were no guards, no servants, and no palace people.
Just one person.
A person who steps on the steps step by step and ascends to the altar.
Am I the only one who is arrogant? I don’t need anyone to support me. I am everything. I am really arrogant. Yan Dan lowered his head and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
After Shangdang surrendered, Yan Dan came to Xinzheng with the Yanchun Army. As the crown prince of the Yan Kingdom, he was naturally qualified to participate in today's crowning ceremony of the King of Qin.
However, although the Prince of Yan has been defeated, his heart has not been defeated. He still has his own ambitions. Seeing Ying Zheng standing alone on the altar in front of him, he naturally thought that he knew Ying Zheng very well.
Understand the meaning behind this scene.
But soon, he raised his head again, he wanted to see what Ying Zheng would do.
Under his sight, the figure stepped onto the high platform step by step. Instead of facing the river to worship heaven and earth, he turned his back to the river and faced the Qin army's formation.
Suddenly, more than 200,000 pairs of eyes focused on the figure on the altar.
They are looking forward to it.
In their sight, a crown was held in his hand. Everyone subconsciously held their breath and concentrated on that hand, that crown, and that person.
At this time, there was silence.
"Is this the king?" Hou looked at the figure on the altar from an inconspicuous position on the side of the altar, and subconsciously pursed his lips, feeling that the blood in his body seemed to be boiling.
This kind of aura that only belongs to him is really intoxicating. Mingzhu thought to herself.
In the eyes of more than 200,000 pairs of eyes, the crown was raised high by one hand, and then fell between the hair. His movement was not slow, but at this time, everyone could see it clearly, and any
Not a single detail was missed.
As the crown fell completely, the tassels obscured the face behind it, and everyone couldn't help but become nervous.
At this time, Yan Dan felt his mouth go dry. He wanted to laugh at the scene in front of him, but he found that his body was completely out of control. He could still sneer before, but now his body seemed not to belong to him.
As if he was paralyzed, a force from the dark world seemed to be oppressing him. He wanted to tighten his fists, but found that he couldn't use any strength in his palms.
What will come next? A pious prayer? A domineering declaration? What else will come?
While waiting, heaven and earth were silent.
"Qin!" In the silence where everyone thought they could not hear the sound, an ordinary voice with no hysteria, no domineering, no excitement, and nothing at all sounded in everyone's ears.
It was too ordinary, but it was this ordinaryness that, like a spark, instantly ignited the passion buried in the hearts of the Qin army.
In the silence of heaven and earth, suddenly, the word "王" broke through the sky.
This is the shortest king's article, and it is also the simplest response, but no one can ignore its power.
It has no pride, no declaration of ideals, nothing, but a ‘Qin’ and a ‘king’ seem to contain everything.
Heaven and earth are silent, only these two words exist.
Ying Zheng on the altar looked at all this with a calm face. In his eyes at this time, there was only heaven, earth and people, and nothing else. In his sight, invisible and qualityless auras gathered towards him.
This is called potential, and the rolling momentum carries the power of heaven and earth rushing like a river and sea, blending with oneself, pushing the spiritual power up layer by layer.
Grandmaster······
The pinnacle of the Grandmaster······
Finally settled on the unknown.
The power of the Qin State and the God of Yingzheng have now merged into an unknown.
At that moment, everyone felt a vague force coming, and for that moment, there seemed to be another layer of sky outside the sky.
Damn it. Yan Dan tried hard to raise his head, but he only felt that there was a huge force on the top of his head, so he could only lower his head and reveal it.
"Is this the king?" Yan Lingji, dressed as a palace maid, hid in a corner, looked at the blurry figure in the distance with blurred eyes, but in her heart she was extremely clear, and murmured to herself.
"It is so intoxicatingly lucky for a woman to be conquered by such a man." At this time, Mingzhu was even more excited and trembling slightly.
"This is our Qin, our king." In the core position under the altar, the important generals of the Qin State felt a power originating from their souls and boiling in their blood.