"The eastern and southern coasts of our Great Qin, the Xiongnu and Donghu in the north, and the Qiang, Yuezhi, and Wusun in the west are all our Great Qin's territory...!"

Ying Zheng stood in front of the map with his hands behind his back, raising his head and thinking carefully.

Today's Great Qin has an unprecedentedly powerful military force with over one million people. There is no doubt about this.

But for the sake of the lives of Da Qin soldiers, he still had to be cautious!

"What about the countries in the Western Regions between the Qiang and the Xiongnu...?"

Ying Zheng's eyes wandered back and forth on the map for several times, and finally landed on the countries in the Western Region. He laughed, "This area is not small. Although there are many countries, if you break them down individually, each country's

The country is not even strong, so why not start here?"

Among the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions, those with relatively strong national power include Yuezhi, Wusun, Loulan, Qiuci, Yanqi, etc.

But even so, weren't the previous countries easily captured by his great Qin?

The remaining small countries such as Pishan, Dayuan, Xiaowan, and Xiye are just like the tribes of the Qiang people.

Not only does it not have a solid city or strong military force, it even has a pitifully small population!

Da Qin only needs to send a team of a thousand people to easily solve it!

"Your Majesty is wise. These small countries are vulnerable. As long as I, the Qin Dynasty, send troops, even if they all unite, they will never be opponents!"

As soon as he heard this, Wang Ben was happy.

"Well, there are indeed many countries in the Western Regions, but the population is too small and the troops are too small. We have to take our time to fight. Otherwise, if we kill all the soldiers, who will be our slaves?"

Although Feng Quji agreed, there was still a hint of regret on his face.

But he didn't feel sorry for those small countries, but he was afraid that too many enemy soldiers would die in this war and he would not be able to bring them back as slaves!

You know, their purpose in this war is not to expand their territory, but to capture slaves and build railways!

He was in charge of the Ministry of Industry, and the construction of the railway happened to fall on his head!

Ying Feiyu has ordered that the common people are not allowed to do those dangerous jobs. If there are no more slaves, the progress of the railway will be delayed.

When the time comes, he will be the one your Majesty blames!

"Hahaha! What you two dear ladies are right about...!"

Hearing this, the smile on Ying Zheng's face became even wider, and he immediately looked at the other ministers in the hall, "What do you mean?"

"Your Majesty is wise!"

The boss has already spoken, what else can they say? They must agree.

Furthermore, the countries in the Western Regions are also the most ideal places in their hearts!

Each country is not big, but is very dense. It is easier to attack than those nomads!

"Where's Feiyu?"

None of the ministers had any objections, and Ying Zheng turned his attention to Ying Feiyu.

Unexpectedly, in just a moment, the boy fell asleep leaning on the chair!

"Alas...! This brat!"

In response, Ying Zheng could only helplessly shake his head.

Anyway, this kid has said before that he can attack any country on the map that he doesn't like.

I guess this kid won’t have any objections!

"Okay! It's settled then!"

"The next step is the commander-in-chief...!"

After deciding on the position to attack, Ying Zheng walked towards the dragon throne and glanced at the ministers present.

This glance was different from the previous one. The ministers straightened their backs one by one and tried their best to appear powerful and brave, for fear that His Majesty would not notice them!

"Cough cough cough..."

When Ying Zheng's eyes passed by Kang Anping, Wang Ben quickly coughed twice to attract Ying Zheng's eyes.

The originally silent hall was broken by these coughs.

"Ahem! Your Majesty, please forgive me. I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in my throat!"

Successfully attracting Ying Zheng's attention, Wang Ben pretended to be apologetic and cupped his hand.

Then he cast a provocative look at Kang Anping!

The countries in the Western Regions are not challenging at all, so this is a military achievement gained in vain.

Everyone present, who doesn’t want it?

"Hey! It's not a trivial matter to have a sore throat. Marquis Tongwu should hurry up and ask Divine Doctor Xia to take a look. Are you afraid that you are infected with the cold and need to rest at home?"

Kang Anping was not a vegetarian, so how could he be bullied by him so easily? He immediately returned the favor.

"No, no, no, I know my health. I just ate too much hot pot in the morning and my throat is a little uncomfortable. I'll just drink a few sips of water and it will be fine!"

"Is Tongwuhou's family so rich? Start eating hot pot early in the morning? You know, eating hotpot will make you angry, and the anger will easily attack the heart. This is not a trivial matter. Tongwuhou is better to rest at home!"

"No, when I eat hot pot at home, I never put chili peppers in it, but use plain water to cook vegetables in a Gudong pot. Not only does it not cause irritation, it is also very good for the body. Otherwise, how did I get this tendon meat?"

Wang Ben was not included in the last expedition. This time, he must find a way to win.

How could this kid ruin it with just a few words?

"You old man is shameless. When I went to your house last time, I saw that your hot pot was covered with a thick layer of chili peppers. I also said that you don't eat spicy food. You just...!"

"Okay, everyone, shut up!"

Kang Anping pointed at Wang Ben and wanted to say something else, but was scolded by Ying Zheng.

These guys have just calmed down for less than half an hour, and now they are starting again!

"From now on, if I hear anyone say anything again, I won't even think about leading troops on an expedition!"

Ying Zheng pointed angrily at the ministers present.

This trick worked. As soon as he finished speaking, the entire hall immediately returned to silence, and no one dared to say a word!

"Report..."

At this moment, a guard ran in with a hurried look.

"What's going on?"

The guards came into the palace to report, and Ying Zheng couldn't help but frown.

It was early morning, and if it wasn't a big deal, the guards wouldn't be able to disturb you.

As long as you come to report it, it will definitely be a big deal that cannot be delayed!

"Your Majesty, a large number of people from the Western Regions suddenly arrived outside the city. They claimed to be kings and envoys from various countries and came to surrender to me, the Qin Dynasty!"

The guard gave a simple report, and then handed over a pile of brocade silk.

These are letters of surrender sent by various countries. They are all personally written by the kings of each country and stamped with the seals of their own countries. They cannot be faked.

"What? Surrender?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng's frown deepened.

Jing Fu flicked the fly whisk, walked quickly to the guard, took the brocade silk, and put it respectfully on the dragon table!

Ying Zheng picked up a piece of paper. On the left side, it was written in Xiye script, with seven twists and turns, and on the right side, it was repeated in small seal script.

The general meaning is that their Xiye Kingdom admires the Qin Dynasty very much and is willing to become a vassal state of the Qin Dynasty and pay tribute every year.

Finally, they were stamped with their country’s exclusive seal!
Chapter completed!