Da Qin: The First Emperor wanted to train me to be the empress

"This loss is excusable, and I don't blame you."

Ying Zheng's eyes were filled with admiration but without losing his majesty. He scanned the newly acquired land around him and said, "Your Western Expeditionary Army has already secured such a large territory for Great Qin."

"Nothing wrong with merit."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

Yuan Man thanked him gratefully, and then changed the topic, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for personally leading the army to come to support me. On behalf of the frontline officers and men, I would like to thank Your Majesty and all the officers and men for coming to our aid."

"Okay, okay, come and talk."

Ying Zheng saw that his eldest daughter was so formal. He was used to the quirkiness of his ninth daughter and his youngest daughter, so he was still a little uncomfortable with this state of his eldest daughter.

"You haven't had lunch yet. I've already asked someone to prepare meals for you. Use them first before you go on your way."

"Wei. I will obey your Majesty's order."

Yuan Man did not change his attitude or way of speaking because of his father's tone, "Your Majesty, please allow me to go back and eat with all the soldiers."

"go Go."

Ying Zheng didn't force her, "If you have anything to say, I'll tell you slowly when we get back to your camp."

He also knew that his eldest daughter, wearing the uniform of the marshal of the expeditionary force, was a minister in front of him at this moment.

As a minister, it is normal to pay attention to etiquette in front of the emperor.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and faced Xu Man: "Marshal Ying Yuanman of the Great Qin West Road Expeditionary Force pays homage to Her Royal Highness, Your Highness Jin An."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for coming with His Majesty to support the Western Expeditionary Force."

"Marshal Huayang, don't be too polite. Today, Gu Dingying ordered the dining camp to prepare hometown delicacies for the marshal and other soldiers."

"The soldiers have worked hard, we must use them more."

"It is the duty of a general to open up new territories and expand territory. It is not hard work."

When Yuan Man faced his Nine Emperors Sister, he couldn't help but smile a little, "It's just that the war is not going well, and I'm afraid it will miss the great cause of unification."

"Marshal Ying's words are wrong." Seeing that the eldest sister was in a good mood, Xu Man couldn't help but smile a little, "The battle situation is only temporarily hindered, it is not considered a defeat."

"Marshal, you have worked hard all the way. Let's go back and have a meal first. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it later when we get back to the camp."

"only."

Yuan Man agreed, winked at his little sister who was looking at him eagerly, and saluted again: "I excuse you."

After taking a few steps back, Fang turned around and strode away.

"Ah, Sister Ninth, have you seen it?"

When Yuan Man walked away, Yin Man finally couldn't help but scream, "Eldest sister looks so good in her handsome clothes. She is so imposing, scary and perfect."

Xu Man smiled: "Hahaha...that's right. Our eldest sister is a role model for our Daqin women. We must publicize it well."

As they spoke, their eyes fell on the person sitting behind them who was drawing with a pen and paper.

Chen Ping paints with great concentration and care.

Because before the eldest princess Huayang was about to come out, Her Royal Highness the Queen Mother had ordered that everything that happened today must be drawn.

Then publish it in Daqin daily or weekly or monthly magazines, so that everyone in Daqin can see such a majestic female marshal.

What’s more, we need to let the young women know that the battlefield is not only for men.

Not to mention the Xuman sisters were conquered by Yuanman's aura, even Chen Ping, Xiao He and others were conquered.

This was the first time they saw a female marshal in handsome uniform, it was so perfect.

When you return from the battlefield, your clothes are covered with blood, your majesty brings with it the sorrow of the enemy, and your murderous aura appears without weapons. Since ancient times, heroes have been buried in horses and corpses.

This kind of aura is really not something ordinary people can exude.

Not only was Chen Ping drawing quickly, but Xiao He was also not idle. He had not only paper and pen but also colored pens in his hands.

Clearly, this person was very well prepared.