"Jiujiu and Lao Qin, we fought against the national calamity together——"
When the bronze cracked, the First Emperor held my wrist and opened his eyes. The black dragon robe was stained with blood stains from two thousand years ago. He said: "I have been waiting for you for a long time."
So we walked side by side through the scorched earth, shot down enemy planes with Qin crossbows, and split the tracks of tanks with Qin swords. He taught me ancient battle formations, and I told him about the Three People's Principles. Until the last bullet penetrated his chest, he was still shouting: "I share the same robes with you!"
When I opened my eyes again, the candlelight in Xianyang Palace was so bright that I couldn't keep my eyes open.
The First Emperor sat on the dragon throne, his young eyebrows filled with familiar sharpness: "You are finally here."
This time, there was no smoke, only the six ununified countries, the unfinished Great Wall, and the trust in his eyes that had not changed in two lifetimes.
I know the suffering in the next two thousand years, and I also remember his back blocking me on the battlefield of the Republic of China.
"Your Majesty," I held the Qin Ge in my hand tightly, "In this life, I will protect you to conquer the world and protect China from ever falling."
The bond between two lives spans thousands of years. From the war of resistance against Japan to the war of the Warring States period, my story with the First Emperor has never been an accident.
