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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-First Discussing the Qiang Expedition

The Qiang people have a vast land and are mostly nomadic.

If Ying Zheng had said he would conquer Qiang before, he would never object, and even raised his hands to agree!

If nothing unexpected happens, Daqin is the only country on the entire earth that has thermal weapons!

As long as you work hard, it is not impossible to achieve a unified world!

The coat colored gun has been officially put into production for a year, with the output of not 100,000 or 80,000. There is absolutely no problem in attacking the Qiang people!

The reason why Ying Feiyu reacted so much was because on the train, he used the Qiang tribe as a shield and said that there was a foreign enemy, so it was not suitable to change the throne!

But Ying Zheng said that when he returned to Xianyang, he arranged a Western Expedition.

I originally thought it was just a casual word, but I didn’t expect that this old guy would actually play with him!

Is this attitude really going to abdicate and make him the emperor?

Once you become the emperor, you will have no chance of freedom!

No matter what kind of foreign countries or Jiangnan, I can't go there anymore!

Let it go down soon!

Thinking of this, Ying Feiyu was so scared that he was shocked, shook his head, and accelerated his pace!

After leaving the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, he went straight to the Imperial Study.

He didn't even give the opportunity to inform the eunuch, so he pushed open the door of the imperial study room.

However, the scene inside the house was not Ying Zheng's routine review of memorials, but more than a dozen eyes were staring at him.

In addition to the Secretary of the Three Provinces and Six Ministry, several generals were also present, and even Huang Yuan called him!

"Father, this...is this...?"

When Ying Feiyu entered the door, a bad premonition arose.

If you call all the important officials together, something big must have happened!

Now winter is already in progress, and the possibility of locust plagues, floods and droughts is very small.

Rebellion, foreign enemies have never heard of it.

It’s good that Daqin doesn’t bully others now, so how dare others bully Daqin?

At least no one dares to come in recent years!

"What is this? You kid run around all day without any trouble. I sent people everywhere but couldn't find it!"

Ying Zheng complained about him when he came up.

"Okay, hurry up and sit down!"

Ying Zheng whined and asked Ying Feiyu to sit in the empty seat closest to him.

Obviously, this position was reserved for him!

Ying Feiyu, who was confused, subconsciously walked towards the seat. As soon as he sat down, he heard a word he didn't want to hear the least.

"Zhang Aiqing, I will leave it to you for preparing food and grass for the Qiang campaign!"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the national treasury is abundant, and you're worried that there is no place to consume it!"

Zhang Han responded happily.

"Wait...wait...what are prepared?"

With one sentence, Ying Feiyu jumped up from the chair in a fright.

Are these old guys discussing the conquest of Qiang here?

"Food and grass!"

Zhang Han blurted out, not thinking there was any problem at all.

"Strike Qiang?"

It was the first time Ying Feiyu had been so shocked after coming to Daqin for so long.

"That's right!"

Ying Zheng nodded confidently.

"Father, are you here?"

"Do you look like I'm joking...?"

Ying Zheng looked serious, "My Qin is becoming stronger and stronger now, so he naturally wants to expand his territory. He not only wants to conquer Qiang, but also send a large army to completely conquer the southwestern Yi Yi to me!"

When Ying Zheng said that he wanted to abdicate, he was on the train and said to the six ministers.

And this news is absolutely confidential until the news of abdication is announced.

So Ying Zheng did not say that he was laying the foundation for abdication!

"Yes! In addition to having a group of cannons and ground buds, my Daqin now has added fur-colored guns to clean up all the Qiang people, which is easy!"

"That's right! Baiyue has now returned to the Great Qin. There is no need to repeat the small places in the southwest Yi. It is directly placed into the territory of our Great Qin and will be managed by our Great Qin!"

Kang Anping and Wang Ben also spoke one after another.

These two are military generals. When it comes to war, they must agree with each other!

Except for them, everyone else's eyes were shining!

If there is war, there will be military achievements. I have explained it to my descendants before. Even if there is war, I have to win the opportunity to go to the battlefield!

"No, no, my father, the Qiang tribe has a vast territory and is not inferior to my Qin Dynasty. It may not be that easy to deal with!"

Seeing this scene, Ying Feiyu's head was shaking like a rattle, for fear that if he had dealt with the Qiang tribe, the old guy would pass the throne to him.

"Hmph! You kid don't have to make excuses. I didn't know who it was before. I only led three thousand people to destroy the Yuezhi and Wusun countries. One of the two kings died suddenly and the other was blown to pieces!"

How could his little thoughts escape Ying Zheng's eyes? He snorted twice with a sarcastic sarcasm.

"Your Highness, the Qiang people, although their territory is quite large, are all nomadic peoples and their population is very scattered. As long as they take steady steps and advance slowly, they will definitely be able to take down all the Qiang people!"

A general said confidently.

"It is because their tribe is not large and the population is too scattered to maximize the power of the cannon! We just fought a small tribe of hundreds of people here, and we had already ran away after receiving the news! When we went there to fight, we ran here again, which was not good for us, so the prince did not recommend sending troops now!"

Ying Feiyu was very far-fetched to find an excuse, but he didn't want to attack the Qiang tribe now.

"Ahem...!"

Ying Zheng coughed twice and spoke in a strange tone again, "Why are the Huns or nomadic peoples? Who went back and forth for two months to destroy them and burned the other person's tent?"

"Uh...this...this...this is different!"

Ying Feiyu made an excuse in desperation, and did not think too much, and actually forgot about the destruction of the Huns.

"You kid don't have to find those useless excuses. I will tell you like that, Qiang tribe, I'm sure you'll be destroyed!"

Ying Zheng's tone was firm and there was no doubt about it.

Hearing this, Ying Feiyu's brows immediately frowned.

Others may not know what the situation is, but Wang Ben, Zhang Han, and Feng Quji are like a mirror in their hearts.

When he was on the train, he witnessed the two of them pushing around because of the throne.

The same is true for the current campaign against Qiang!

As long as your Majesty is destroyed within three years, the Qiang people, the southwestern Yi countries, and the Western Regions will be able to abdicate successfully.

The prince has no excuse to not accept the throne!

So the prince kept looking for excuses not to conquer the Qiang!

But Daqin's current strength is here, no matter what excuses it is, it is not valid!

"You kid doesn't have to stare at me with that kind of eyes. When you fought against the Huns in the north, the Qin Dynasty only had cannons and ground buds. Now there are more hairy guns, and the chances of winning are greatly increased! What excuses do you have to say?"

Ying Zheng leaned on the dragon throne, supported his chin with one hand, and looked at Ying Feiyu proudly.
Chapter completed!
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