Open your eyes and see the sun of Qin Dynasty.
Twenty-four people, military industry, agriculture, infrastructure, intelligence, energy, geography, strategy - the top people in their respective fields. They have one thing in common: they were all victimized by the same person. That person, in that place.
They have the same dream. The dream was snow, blood, and crying. When I woke up, I didn't say anything to anyone.
For the first few dozen chapters, we walked one day at a time. It's not water, it's necessary. Without the slowness of sunrise and sunset, dividing porridge, sharpening knives, shoveling and hoeing, you would not believe that this group of people really lived.
Now, the foundation is stable. They went from "living" to "standing up". The governor is coming, Xianyang is beckoning. Starting from a certain point, time jumps - days, weeks, even months, condensed into one chapter. The new stage requires a new rhythm. The characters are still there, the emotions are still there, and the popular science is still there.
Then what? Someone pointed at the map: This place is now called Japan. Twenty-four people spent twenty years assisting Qin Shihuang to unify the world. Destroy the Xiongnu, capture Baiyue, and conquer the island. Let the whole world speak one language. Let the nightmare that happened two thousand years later never have a chance to happen again.
This is not a cool article. They are a group of ordinary people who used their lives to pave a road two thousand years ago. There are betrayals and sacrifices on the road. There was also a knife handed over by the blacksmith's daughter, and the soldier carried her on his back for thirty miles on the mountain road without putting it down.
They kill those who deserve to be killed and teach the remaining children. Fifty years later, there were no tribes there, only a county of the Qin Dynasty.
Reader: So what's the difference between you and those people? He was silent for a long time and said: We are treating diseases
