My father gave me death, but I drank the poisoned wine with a smile. The history books only record that Fusu Yuzhong committed suicide, but did not know that the cup was an anesthetic. When I opened my eyes again, I was already at the northern Xinjiang camp, with Meng Tian and three thousand dead soldiers standing in front of the map. "Zhao Gao wants to bring chaos to our country, and Hu Hai wants to dominate our country." I nailed the sword to Xianyang, "Then let this Great Qin live in a different way."
Use modern military training methods to temper the border troops, and use economic warfare to drain the Huns. When Hu Hai's envoy stepped into the military camp again, he was greeted by the "Iron Eagle Warriors" with black armor as thick as a forest. Before the Battle of Julu started, my banner had been planted at Hangu Pass. Xiang Yu roared outside the tent, while Liu Bang bowed his head at the foot of the steps.
But I want more than just the throne. Torture was abolished but centralization was retained, writing was simplified and new learning was promoted, the essence of hundreds of schools of thought was integrated into Qin's law, and stainless steel battleships were pointed at the fairy mountains overseas. The jade seal is too light. What I want to hold tightly is the direction of civilization.
Standing deep in the Lishan Underground Palace, facing the mysterious star map left by the First Emperor and the "stranger" beside Hu Hai who was proficient in strange and obscene skills, I finally understood: this battle has never been limited to imperial power. I will become another version of Qin Shihuang.
