In the first year of my exile in the Northern Wilderness, I summoned Wang Jian to build Iron Rock City.
The next year, Bian Que cured my strange poison, and Su Qin said that he would surrender to the three tribes.
In the third year, the Qin Dynasty was established, and the Golden Dragon of National Fortune appeared.
The Great Yan Dynasty sent envoys to summon peace:
"Your Majesty has mercy and allows you to return to Beijing and become a happy marquis."
I smiled and pointed behind me.
Bai Qi, Han Xin, and Huo Qubing opened their eyes one by one.
The golden dragon of national luck hovers in the sky, and the luck of thousands of miles of territory is boiling.
"Go back and tell Emperor Dayan."
"Either surrender or"
"My millions of heroic souls will personally go get his jade seal."
