Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

The black-haired woman raised her tender white neck and drank the wine from the wine bottle.

Is she a tyrant?Of course, to the Six Nations, she is an out-and-out villain, a scum, and a symbol of all tyranny.

This bottle of wine is for the self who has to bear all the sins.

Respect for this bottle.

then.

She took the fourth bottle of wine, walked back into the palace, and walked past countless princes and ministers to the inconspicuous corner. In their shocked eyes, she toasted this bottle of wine to this four-generation king who served four generations of kings and horses for a lifetime. the old minister.

The fourth bottle of wine, to the general.

"Please don't say anything, General Wang, and go back to seclusion in the future, and help the widow to wipe out the six kingdoms!"

The old man was old, and he knew very well that because of King Zhaoxiang and Bai Qi, he did not want to push the military exploits to a very high peak to threaten the rule of the King of Qin, so he chose to retreat bravely and no longer participated in such wars.

But he was not in vain after all.

Ying Zheng is not the king of Qin Zhaoxiang.

The pale-haired old man took a deep breath and opened his eyes, his fiery soul seemed to be burning at this moment.

Respectfully took the wine presented by the King of Qin and drank it all in one gulp.

Burn the last life of the old minister to crown you, and dedicate the last cornerstone to your ascent to the top of the sky.

for a long time.

The old man bowed and bowed, as if trying to repay Qin Wangzheng's expectations:

"Old minister Wang Jian, take orders!"

"The only way to drink wine is if you don't get drunk and don't go home today. After today, any military leader who drinks alcohol privately will be dealt with by military law."

She turned around and said in a cold voice, "Today, the widowers will not allow you to stand and leave!"

No one can leave without drinking!

The ministers looked at each other, each saw the flames burning in the other's eyes, and shouted with all their might:

"promise--!!!"

Chapter 23 Drink three hundred cups in total! (update you want)

The fiery voice condensed into a cry over Xianyang along the long wind that swept out from Hangu, and the faith and will contained in it seemed to break through the top of the sky.

The mind that is enough to hold up the heavens and the earth is the king I am waiting to be loyal to...

The courtiers looked at each other, smiled, and collided with each other.

The blood and soul ignited after a long absence collided, the spirit of the old man broke through the shackles of the long years, the depression and conservatism of the old age disappeared without a trace in an instant, the straight and hunched back, recalling the childhood mad.

clink!

The clear and clear wine was drank into the throat, and the raging fire burned to the heart in the throat, and then burned to the limbs, and every corner of the body, the fire burned more and more vigorously, and almost all the distracting thoughts were burned out.

How long will a man be alive?This is the most glorious era, this is the most magnificent epic.

Don't get drunk!

This is the king's order.

Cheers, for the nameless loyal soul sleeping under the six-foot loess!

Cheers, for the country that I swore to give in my heart! !

Cheers, for our supreme majesty—! ! !

"I remember."

The old man held the empty wine bottle and stared at this scene for a long time.

He lowered his head, his wrinkled old face showed a little smile, and murmured and repeated: "I remember..."

The lingering sound fell, echoing gently in the cheering royal court.

He vaguely recalled drinking a cup of turbid wine when he was young, and then riding his horse to the Huangquan Killing Field, he raised his calloused hands.

In a trance, the old comrades in arms who had advanced and retreated together, or the corpses in horse leather, or their heads were in different places, and now, they are clinking glasses excitedly!

Every detail, every expression, is so clear.

They are shouting Daqin, Wannian!

Already past the age of knowing destiny, the old man couldn't help holding his breath, the hot and humid liquid blurred the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth showed a faint smile.

The old man foolishly lifted the decanter, which was long gone, slowly and forcefully.

Knowing that what is in front of you is just an illusion!

I know it's just an illusion...

I know what's in front of me...

clink! ! !

This is like clinking glasses across the endless dimension of time and space, severing the boundaries between reality and illusion.