All Dynasties Are of the Same Generation: My Great Qin Cannot Be Destroyed

In the year when I destroyed the Six Kingdoms, it never rained so heavily. After the rain stopped, someone came from outside Hangu Pass. Black armor with red edges, the flag has one word - Han. The white-haired veteran leading the army shouted at the foot of the pass: In accordance with the decree of Emperor Liu Bang, the former Qin Shi Huangdi was asked to come out of the pass to answer questions. Ying Zheng stood on the arrow tower and watched for a long time. Liu Bang, the pavilion chief of Surabaya, beheaded a white snake. Is he worthy of being called Your Majesty? That day, fireworks exploded in Luoyang, bells rang from the south of the Yangtze River, red cannons blasted the ferry rocks in Liaodong, and a black smoke pierced the outside of Chang'an City. Li Shimin, Zhao Kuangyin, Temujin, Xuanye, Yang Jian, Xiang Yu, Liu Bei, Zhuge Liang... Ziwei Emperor Star, all lit up one night. All dynasties were born at the same time, and the nine states competed with each other. With nine dragon veins, whoever gets them will prosper the country, and whoever lives in them will strive for supremacy. Li Si unfolded the map of Jiuzhou, and tapped the eight dragon veins one by one with his fingertips, and finally landed on Xianyang: "Your Majesty, there are many of them." Ying Zheng pressed the hilt of his sword and said in a calm voice: "There are many people, it's just right. Hangu is in my hands. If you think about it - let them keep their heads."