I am the Qin Emperor

172 Tradition
On the battlefield, because the Hai Clan did not send out too many strong men, Qin Guo firmly gained the upper hand, completely suppressing the Hai Clan and fighting in a fancy way.

But also because of this reason, Qin Guo became suspicious and suspected that the Hai Clan was plotting some kind of conspiracy.In order to prevent accidents, they dare not fight with all their strength, and only sent [-]% of the strong to participate in the battle, and the rest are recharging their energy and preparing to deal with any changes.

But in the end, Qin Guo was very puzzled. When the sun went down, the tens of thousands of Sea Clan of the Shark Clan were defeated and more than half were beheaded.

At this point, the strong men of the Shark Clan still haven't been dispatched, not only the strong men, but also the army.Even if the troops participating in the war had been defeated, no one responded to them, turning a blind eye, as if these troops had been abandoned.

The very abnormal situation made Qin Guo cautious, for fear that if he was not careful, he would suffer a big loss and suffer unnecessary losses.

But Qin Guo understands better, what does it mean to kill you while you are sick?
The Qin State simply set up a camp here, with strong men sitting in the camp. Most of the soldiers who participated in the battle during the day entered the camp to rest.

The battleship returned and pulled all the soldiers from the original camp over. They continued to operate the sea shuttle, continue the night battle, and persevere in bloodletting the sea clan, gradually expanding their advantage until they turned it into a victory.As for the monsters, let them run all the way, anyway, they are idle, just to exercise their muscles and bones.

It wasn't just these soldiers who were in rotation. Qin's affiliated Sea Clan replaced the Blue Whale Clan after a day's rest and joined the night battle.

At night, the battle continued without a moment's rest. Most of the soldiers who had experienced the war rested to replenish their physical strength and prepare to participate in tomorrow's battle.

The Sea Clan was a bit unlucky. The battle took place in the sea, but they also slept in the sea. It just so happened that water is a good medium. The noise made them restless and difficult to sleep.

They were not the only ones who couldn't sleep. Gongsun Chijiu had a rare insomnia, and came to the beach, sighing.

It's not because of lamenting the tragedy of war and the perishability of life, but just because of wonder, it's just that I can't feel the call from before, why is it suppressed everywhere here?There is actually a mysterious force in this place, snatching those corpses and blood from him, it's nothing.To his annoyance, his majestic blood monarch body failed to win, and he could only collect a small amount of blood energy from his side, and all his heads were robbed by this place.

After fighting for nearly a day and a night, the storage in the blood world has been reduced by half, but there are not many confiscated. It is really a blood loss!

Gongsun Chijiu stared at the dark sea, wondering if he should go down again, try to collect blood, and get the spoils that should belong to him.

But soon, Gongsun Chijiu gave up this plan. After all, he just went down in the afternoon and spent an hour or two on the bottom of the sea, so he got very little blood.After doing useless work, I also caused myself to miss dinner time, so I could only eat dry food.

Forget it, let's go back and play with pandas, it's really cold outside.

Gongsun Chijiu walked towards the residence in the camp, and stopped halfway. He was surprised to see that the several barracks next to him were still brightly lit, and there were vague words.

Deliberately keeping a distance from the surrounding barracks, ignoring the curfew, and acting so uniquely, what kind of arm is this?This is the rhythm of heaven!
Gongsun Chijiu hid his breath and sound, sneaked into the barracks quietly, leaned on the window and looked, but what he saw was not soldiers, but a group of people who looked like teenagers.

At this moment, they are sitting together, happily talking about going to watch the match tomorrow.

"Tomorrow we will be able to go to the battlefield and watch our army slaughter those sea tribes, like chopping pigs, one knife at a time." A thin boy blushed with excitement, dancing with his arms and legs.

"Yeah, maybe we will have a chance to join the battle and kill one or two of the Sea Clan with our own hands." Another chubby boy was full of anticipation.

People around were talking and elated, and laughter filled the barracks.

On the surrounding beds, there are neatly placed armors, swords, crossbows...

This can be regarded as the tradition of the Qin State. Groups of students with good grades are selected from schools all over the country and sent to various battlefields.

It is not to send them to die, to be cannon fodder, nor to recruit them into the army. The Qin State has abundant troops, and it has always been difficult for the active army to enter.If they behaved well, with this experience, it would be more convenient for them to enter the army than others.

These students who were specially sent to the battlefield by the state's money and efforts were all elites of a school without exception, at least the top few of a grade.

They have only one mission here, and that is to see the war, the cruelty and bloodiness of the war, and the attack and suppression of the alien race by the Qin army, so that they know how hard-won the peaceful and prosperous life in the country is now, and it is countless soldiers who bleed in the front It's a sacrifice.

Finally, take this experience back and spread it to classmates, family members, neighbors...

Spread the spirit of advocating martial arts; spread the belief of protecting the nation and defending the country; I hope that everything that is widely known to the public will be widely spread and passed on from generation to generation!

Not only the glory and victory of Qin State; the shame and failure of Qin State; they will also be told to the people in this kind of activities.

Qin State did not do any brainwashing, forcing the people to accept anything, but just put the choice in front of them.

Either become strong, enjoy beauty, and sacrifice other powers, such as the interests of foreign and enemy countries, to enrich myself and strengthen the ethnic group; or become weak, be trampled and trampled by the strong, not only my own precarity, relatives, friends, wife, care Everything can be destroyed by the enemy just because he wants to...

Knowing this tradition, Gongsun Chijiu was still surprised. In the past, these people were placed on a relatively deserted battlefield where Qin State had the upper hand, but now they are directly drawn into this cruel decisive battle. Isn't there an accident?
Although most of these people may not become strong, talented people have long been recruited into the young tiger camp, and in rare cases they will be left outside.But as long as you don't die halfway, you can have a good future.

And Qin Guo wooed these people in advance, let them see the blood of Chiguoguo, the savagery and treachery of the enemy, and the dangers of foreign countries. It doesn't ask them to become loyal, but only needs three views.

After they grow up, when they do well in certain places, they will subtly assimilate more people into the type that Qin needs.

Even after two generations, Gongsun Chijiu still has to praise this tradition. This tradition can at least make the sacrifice of soldiers widely recognized by the society and form an atmosphere of respect and worship.Unlike some people in the previous life, they were ungrateful, and as long as they were domestic, they would spray everything, and if they were close to them, they would make people feel sick and want to vomit.

Gongsun Chijiu secretly put down two high-level fighting skills books outside the barracks, and then returned to his room.Anyway, he is also a war emperor, and he has an independent house, so this kind of treatment is still available.

This group of students talked happily, but they suffered from the panda raised by Gongsun Chijiu.

Gongsun Chijiu raised this panda, Po, and rushed over thousands of miles after receiving the master's call, but was tragically reduced to a plaything.

A Bao was held in Gongsun Chijiu's arms, he pinched at will, pinched his face and rubbed his palms, and was touched all over.From time to time, I was rolled into a ball, pushed and rolled out, and those who had just stood up and "cracked" were pushed down again and rolled into a ball.

In the end, Gongsun Chijiu used it as a pillow again and slept on it for midnight.

(End of this chapter)