Chapter 183 One billion Qin people and one billion soldiers!
Under the Mang Mountain, in the square.
The ground paved with spirit stone fragments is smooth and neat, with many magic circles such as Hui Ling, Quchen, Meditation and so on engraved on it.
Usually this is the waiting place for officials to wait for the opening of Afang Palace when a large court meeting is held.
But today, all the people standing in the square were civilians!
They are wearing either bright or patched clothes, some are tall or short, some are fat or thin, and their faces are different, but the same are the solemn expressions and red eyes.
In the open space in front of them, there were thousands of coffins.
Inside were the dead Qin soldiers, as well as their sons, husbands, and fathers!
When the first ray of sunshine shone down and the breeze blew over the swaying spiritual flags, the square was suddenly filled with suppressed sobs. The sobs gradually turned into tears, and then into heart-rending wails!
A father weeps for his son, a wife weeps for her husband, and a son suffers for his father.
The sound is sad, like a cuckoo crying for blood.
The soldiers who were maintaining order around them also had sad expressions on their faces. Although their mission was to prevent the people from making loud noises and maintain the solemnity of the ceremony, under this situation, they really couldn't bear to disturb those sad people.
Time passed by minute by minute.
When the sun rises in the sky and the earth becomes bright, the sound of bells and drums can be heard on Mang Mountain.
Immediately afterwards, thousands of doors on the top of the mountain opened one after another.
At the main entrance of Afang Palace, two teams of warriors wearing black armor and holding halberds formed a corridor with their backs facing each other, shouting in unison.
"police--"
The next second, Qin Tian wore armor of the same color and rode a dragon horse out of the palace gate.
The dragon and horse stepped out with one step, and an auspicious cloud rose under their feet. Just like this, one cloud at a time, carrying Qin Tian from the Afang Palace on the top of the mountain, seemingly slowly but actually quickly and steadily to the square at the foot of the mountain.
Qin Tian's face was solemn.
He jumped off the horse, took a flag that the waiter had prepared a long time ago, and slowly covered the corpse of a Qin soldier who died in the battle in front of everyone's attention.
Immediately afterwards, the second, the third...
Until every coffin was covered with flags.
That is the battle flag of the Qin army!
The flag of Qin!
The soldiers who died in the war were covered with the national flag by the monarch Qin Tian himself. This is the country's respect for those who sacrificed their lives for the country, and it is also a comfort to the families of the war dead!
The wails grew louder.
Until Qin Tian stood on the temporary high platform, tens of thousands of soldiers standing around the square shouted in unison.
"Your Majesty, come on stage, worship!"
…
"bye!"
The voice was loud and resounded throughout the city.
Soldiers wearing armor and holding halberds and spears knelt on one knee. In the square and on the streets, the people of Qin knelt on their knees, but they raised their heads in confusion and looked at Qin Tian who was standing on the high platform.
This is the first time many people have seen what Qin Tian looks like.
Today, Qin Tian was wearing a well-fitting battle armor and a cape on his head. The cloak behind him was embroidered with gold thread on a golden dragon with teeth and claws. The cloak fluttered and made a hunting sound in the wind, and the golden dragon circled and meandered, as if it had come alive.
After the square became quiet, Qin Tian's eyes scanned the entire place.
Everyone saw a pair of sharp and bright eyes!
Although it was just a fleeting glance, it was enough to make the civilian soldiers who met Qin Tian's eyes couldn't help but lower their heads.
This is not because Qin Tian is so handsome and heroic that they feel ashamed of themselves, but they subconsciously feel that it is disrespectful to look at Qin Tian as a prince!
Qin Tian began to speak.
"There have been many rumors circulating in Xianyang City recently, saying that the Qin people are divided into old Qin people and new Qin people. The old Qin people are superior to the new Qin people and are the masters of the new Qin people. It is not worth it for the old Qin people to die fighting to protect the new Qin people. !”
"This statement is wrong!"
"People of Qin are people of Qin!" "Even though they come from different states and races, since they have come to Qin, they are people of Qin! The Qin army should fight to protect the people of Qin!"
"When you fight for protection, there will be sacrifices. Deaths often happen..."
"But we think that the Qin people behind us will not be humiliated, that the parents of all Qin people can enjoy their old age, and that their children can grow up safely. If we die to protect the Qin people, it is a worthy death!"
"From now on, no matter who dies in the Qin Army or the Qin State, whether it is a farmer, a soldier, or an official, as long as he has made contributions and sacrifices to protect the Qin Dynasty, we will bury them as we do today. Let them go to the grave wearing the flag of Da Qin..."
"Use this method to express our grief and unite the will of the Qin people..."
…
After Qin Tian finished speaking, the huge Xianyang City was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
But soon, heavy breathing echoed through the crowd like muffled thunder.
I don’t know who took the lead, but low and thick shouts came from the crowd.
"Great Qin for thousands of years!"
"The Marquis of Qin will last for tens of thousands of years!"
From a hundred steps to a thousand steps, from a thousand steps to ten miles, from the foot of Mang Mountain to the Suzaku Gate in the south, tens of thousands of Qin people seemed to be carrying voices, from west to east, from south to north, all Started shouting the same thing.
"Great Qin for thousands of years!"
"The Marquis of Qin will last for tens of thousands of years!"
…
Tens of thousands of mouths shouted loudly, tens of thousands of arms waved vigorously, and tens of thousands of eyes stared at Qin Tian on the high platform. In their sights, Qin Tian's expression was solemn, without any trace of emotion. Smile, no frown, and a trace of fluctuation in his eyes, as if he is enjoying it, but also as if he has long been used to or even tired of the sound of the mountain calling...
Zhou Liang, Han Yang, Lin Zhao, Li Qi and others also shouted a few times. When they looked at each other, they saw the same thoughts in each other's eyes.
People’s support is available!
Then, Zhou Liang walked up to the high platform and read loudly the proclamation he had written long ago.
Start a war against the Handan Kingdom!
For a time, the crowd was furious.
After all, a considerable number of those who died in the war who had the national flag draped before died in the battle with the 'poachers' of Handcheng State!
Their family has long been thinking about revenge!
And those people who called themselves "Old Qin people" cheered even more.
Without him, the law of Qin would be beheading to record merit, and the people would be happy to hear the battle, just like a hungry wolf seeing flesh!
But to their surprise, after the recitation of the proclamation was completed, Zhou Liang did not issue an edict to expand the army!
They are anxious!
How can they achieve a class jump without joining the army?
An undercurrent suddenly surged among the crowd.
After the entire 'National Sacrifice' was over, tens of thousands of people still did not disperse. They stood on the square and started shouting loudly facing the Epang Palace.
"Your Majesty! We are willing to fight the thief in a bloody battle!"
"Your Majesty! Please allow us to serve the country!"
…
The sound got louder and louder.
The people petitioning were so exhausted that they just had to write a letter in blood...
But the door of Afang Palace was always closed, and even the various government offices closed their doors, and no one responded.
Or rather, there is.
For example, in Han Yang's Sikou Mansion, a large number of Tiqi wearing splendid robes rubbed their hands excitedly, waiting for Han Yang to give the order to arrest people!
Well, the new Qin law prohibits illegal gatherings...
(End of chapter)