PFC Chapter 235 Ying Zheng's Re-praise: The Inscription on the Langya Terrace!
Chapter 235 Ying Zheng's Re-praise: The Inscription on the Langya Terrace!
The captain laughed heartily:
"Now you're scared? Aren't you ashamed!"
"Let me tell you, we have a celestial master to guide us!"
"With that divine artifact clearing the way, our voyage is just a chance to reap the rewards!"
"The captain is right!"
"Follow the immortal master, and you'll live a life of luxury!"
"Let's go fight the Japanese pirates!"
"Burn the hell out!"
Shouts rose and fell, igniting the passion of the five thousand soldiers.
They raised their weapons high and shouted in Zhang Fan's direction:
"The Immortal Master is mighty!"
"The Immortal Master is awesome!"
"Great Qin will be victorious!"
The sound waves grew louder and louder, making my eardrums ache.
Standing on the high platform, Zhang Fan looked at the group of fanatical soldiers before him and nodded slightly in his heart.
Wang Li's blood boiled, and he strode up to Zhang Fan, knelt down on one knee with a thud, and clasped his hands in greeting:
"Immortal Master! This humble general was very rude before; I was blind and did not recognize your greatness!"
"From this day forward, I entrust my life to the Immortal Master!"
"Wherever the Immortal Master points, this humble general will fight!"
Zhang Fan reached out and helped him up, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled:
"General Wang, you are too kind. We are in the same boat, and we will surely win this battle."
Fusu stood to the side, watching this scene, his eyes slightly reddening. He deeply...
He took a deep breath, raised his head high, and glanced at the five thousand soldiers with their indomitable spirit, then looked towards the boundless sea in the east, his heart filled with boundless pride.
The teacher is right.
We will win this battle!
then.
Zhang Fan slowly turned his head and looked at Zong Yu, who was already petrified on the spot.
At this moment, Zong Yu's face no longer held any trace of his sarcasm.
His face was ashen, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with horror and disbelief.
He wanted to say something to save face, but it felt like his throat was being choked, and he couldn't squeeze out a single word.
The moment the fireball exploded!
He felt his heart skip a beat.
Seeing his appearance, Zhang Fan didn't say anything more.
He simply patted Zong Yu on the shoulder gently, in a mild tone.
"Lord Zong, do you still think I'm just talking theory without substance?"
Zong Yu trembled all over, his face turning from white to green, and then from green to purple.
After trembling for a long time, he finally managed to squeeze out a few words:
"Immortal... Immortal Master, you are... truly brilliant..."
The sound was so faint, like a mosquito humming!
Where is even a trace of his arrogance from before?
This is incredibly embarrassing...
Just as everyone was still in shock, a long horn sounded from behind the port.
"His Majesty has arrived!"
Everyone was shocked and turned around to look.
Dust billowed along the main road of the port!
A troop of black iron cavalry escorted a magnificent dragon carriage, speeding towards the port.
Ying Zheng!
He actually came to Langya in person to see the army off!
"Long live the Qin Dynasty! Long live Your Majesty!"
The sound of bowing, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami, resounded through the sky.
Ying Zheng stepped down from the dragon carriage, dressed in a black dragon robe, his posture upright and his eyes sharp as lightning.
He glanced at the orderly military formations and the massive fleet, a satisfied expression appearing on his face.
He walked step by step to the high platform on the shore, facing five thousand soldiers, his voice booming like a bell:
"Soldiers!"
"You are the most elite warriors of my Great Qin!"
"Today, I have personally come here to see you off on your expedition!"
"This journey is not for my own personal desires!"
"This is for my Great Qin, for my Chinese nation, to usher in an era of lasting peace!"
He paused, his gaze sweeping across the boundless blue expanse to the east, his tone icy:
"The Japanese pirates are barbarians, fearing power but not gratitude!"
"Their hearts will surely be different, and their actions will surely be chaotic!"
"This is a hidden danger that has plagued China for thousands of years!"
"I command you all to plant the dragon banner of the Great Qin in every corner of that land!"
"Let the might of our Great Qin be etched into the very bones of every Japanese person!"
"This battle is a meritorious deed for the present and a benefit for future generations!"
Ying Zheng raised his arms and shouted:
"I am in Xianyang, where I have prepared fine wine, awaiting your triumphant return!"
"Wind! Wind! Wind!"
"Strong wind!"
Five thousand soldiers were filled with fervor. They raised their weapons high and responded to Ying Zheng with the loudest roars!
Zhang Fan walked to Ying Zheng's side and bowed solemnly to him.
"Your Majesty, rest assured!"
He turned to face the sea, drew his long sword from his waist, pointed it eastward, and his voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth:
"Those who offend the might of our Great Qin Dynasty, though far away, shall be punished!"
"All troops! Board the ships!"
"Destination: Japan, set sail!"
At a single command!
Five thousand elite soldiers surged toward the ships.
They moved quickly and efficiently, and in a short time, they had all boarded the ship.
Zhang Fan gazed into the distance at the fleet of dozens of giant ships, his heart filled with boundless pride.
"The First Fleet of the Great Qin Dynasty, Set Sail!"
Then.
Zhang Fan took out a small black box from his pocket and secured it to his chest with a leather strap.
It was that action camera.
"Beep—beep—"
After a brief busy signal, the call was connected.
"Reporting, sir!"
Zhang Fan's voice carried a hint of excitement and exhilaration.
"The First Fleet of the Great Qin Dynasty has set sail!"
He pointed his action camera at the vast sea and the fleet of ships setting sail, while reporting:
"Now, we're bringing you the latest data!"
"Sea breeze is at level 3, water speed is stable, estimated sailing time is 7 days."
"Current air humidity is 78%, and visibility over the sea is excellent!"
On the other end of the communicator!
Inside the command center of Bureau 749.
Zhu Feng nodded with satisfaction.
"Commander Zhang Fan, wishing you all the best and hoping you will bring glory to China!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the various experts behind him immediately began their intense work.
Marine geographers mark the fleet's location on a huge electronic sand table.
Meteorologists are using supercomputers to calculate the latest weather data and ocean current trends in real time.
Ready to provide Zhang Fan with precise navigation guidance at any time!
With the help of modern technology!
The First Fleet of the Great Qin Dynasty cut through the waves and sailed towards the unknown East.
ashore.
Ying Zheng stood with his hands behind his back, watching the massive fleet gradually disappear into the distance until it vanished completely at the horizon, turning into tiny black dots.
The wind brushed against my hair!
He then slowly opened his mouth.
"Within the six directions, there is the Emperor's land."
Westward across the shifting sands, southward to the northernmost house.
To the east lies the East Sea, and to the north, the Great Xia Dynasty.
Wherever human footprints are found, none fail to submit.
His achievements surpassed those of the Five Emperors, and his benevolence extended even to cattle and horses.
"No one should be exempt from virtue; each should find peace in their own domain!"
Upon hearing this...
Li Si, standing to the side, felt a surge of heroic spirit rising to his head!
His eyes were wide open, his breathing was rapid, and he involuntarily muttered to himself.
It feels like I've gone back to those days!
The moment when I personally wrote this timeless inscription for His Majesty.
Ying Zheng took one last look at the empty sea, then abruptly flicked his sleeves and turned to walk towards the imperial carriage.
Until the sea breeze blew in, carrying a hint of coolness!
Li Si suddenly awoke with a start.
A flicker of horror and excitement flashed in his eyes as he murmured:
"This...isn't this the inscription on the stele erected four years ago when His Majesty toured Langya, praising the merits of Qin...?"
Watching Ying Zheng's domineering figure leave!
Li Si smiled and said...
"His Majesty from back then!...has returned!"
(The poem is from the inscription on the Langya Terrace stone tablet, included in the "Annals of Qin Shi Huang" in the Records of the Grand Historian.)