After Building a Nation on a Deserted Island, You Tell Me This Is the Great Qin?

As the First Emperor toured the eastern lands, a fangshi shouted that the Sea God had descended, while Chancellor Li Si drew his sword and laughed at the barbarian tricks and gadgets.

But the very next moment, every official in attendance collapsed in terror!

The sailors closed the circuit, and a three-thousand-volt electric fence instantly turned the assassins who attacked under cover of night into charred corpses.

The machine press struck, and a tempered steel blade fresh off the assembly line cleaved in one stroke. The legendary bronze divine sword of Great Qin shattered into three pieces.

A steam-powered water pump roared into the Wei River. With the strength of a single man, it outworked ten thousand forced laborers from the Guanzhong and Longxi clans!

Li Si knelt, trembling, and held up the broken sword. "Your Majesty, this is no fault of war. This is real iron!"

Meng Tian looked at the main Xiongnu force, plowed into bloody mud by machine guns, and cried out in despair to the sky. "A hundred thousand Great Wall troops couldn't withstand this thing for even a moment!"

First Emperor Ying Zheng tore up the prescription for the elixir of immortality and gripped Qin Feng's hand tightly.

"Sir, how many of my three hundred thousand elite soldiers must I trade for one of your heavy cannons?!"