A black palace stands in the center of Shule City, and its height even exceeds the distant city wall. Its architectural style is completely different from other houses in the city. It is a unique structure, but it looks down at the entire Shule City like a crane standing out from a flock of chickens.≧,

Wang Jian stood at the highest point of the palace and looked down at the city beneath him. All of this is his now. Not only Shule, but the places with Shule as the center, thousands of miles in the radius are now under his control. A few years ago, they were forced into the desert by the Han army. Tens of thousands of troops struggled all the way in the desert. In the end, they were only more than 10,000 people who were welcomed. They were not flowers and wine, but attacks from coalition forces composed of countless alien races. After bloody battles, these Qin troops who had to make their kingly status on this land with blood and sacrifice, and forced the city-states on this land to recognize their existence, but that was just the poorest area on the edge of the desert.

A year of breathing allowed Wang Jian to recover his vitality. In this year, he vigorously purged other races in this area and brought them under his own rule. A powerful army appeared. In another year, he marched forward, defeated other city-states around him, and expanded his rule to the current region step by step.

At that time, only five or six thousand Qin troops who had crossed the desert with him were left, but now they are Wang Jian's powerful arms that control the area.

This area was originally implemented with more backward slavery. In Qin State, slaves were not new matters. Many of those who committed crimes would be demoted to slaves, but here, except for the nobles and the slaves, Wang Jian was very surprised, but he had no intention of changing this situation. For him, this situation was more conducive to his rule.

Those farmers, craftsmen, and army of slaves who are slaves are so tame that they kill their masters and claim their rights to them. These slaves will bow their heads and lie at your feet. If you treat them a little better, they will be grateful to you.

The remaining five thousand Qin troops are now slave owners in this vast area. Even those injured and broken soldiers will own a piece of land and have a number of slaves. They are the most effective tool for Wang Jian to control this area.

Wang Jian is now able to gather tens of thousands of fully armed soldiers in a very short time. In addition to the 30,000 standing troops he controls, the newly promoted slave owners can bring their own weapons and war horses during wartime, and lead their slave soldiers to appear under their command.

For this area, Wang Jian is their heaven. The former rulers turned into dead people under his steel knife. The remaining ones also escaped from afar, as if they could no longer pose a threat to Wang Jian, but Wang Jian did not feel relaxed at all, because he knew very well that behind him, there was a sharper knife that threatened his safety at all times.

This knife is the Han Kingdom on the other side of the desert.

If they can cross the desert, they can naturally do it too. Compared to their desperate end at that time, if the Han Kingdom wanted to come, they would have to make all preparations. Wang Jian, who had fought with the Han Kingdom for many years, knew very well that the Han Kingdom had a strong mobilization ability and unparalleled logistics supply ability. It seemed that the only thing they could rely on was this vast desert, but would the desert really become an obstacle to the other party?

Driven by this mentality, Wang Jian generals' most important generals and the most powerful forces were all placed on the edge of the desert. He had 30,000 permanent troops under his command, and 20,000 Niya and Yining gathered on the border, in order to resist the Han army that could pounce from there at any time.

Another year has passed, and my control over this area has been very stable. The arrival of the Qin people brought advanced farming technology. Most of the Qin army under my command were farmers before joining the army. Now, they have become slave owners and have a large area of ​​fertile land. They will naturally devote themselves to this land. Advanced farming technology and hard-working slaves have created a lot of wealth.

But the trouble finally came this year. To Wang Jian's surprise, the trouble was not from the Han Kingdom in the south, but from the north. Crowns of enemies wearing black clothes like locusts, riding war horses or camels, and wielding scimitars rushed towards their territory. The number of people at the beginning was not very large, and they were easily annihilated. However, after destroying these people, it was like stabbing a hornet's nest. More such enemies began to gather from the north and launched an attack on their territory.

Three months ago, he assembled 20,000 troops and fought with him in Kangju City. Although he won that battle, the fierceness of the war still made him feel shocked. These black-clad knights rushed to their battlefield like madness, even though their bodies were stacked into walls of corpses before their arrow formation. These people used their lives to pounce on their own array, and then they fought fiercely. After the battle, tens of thousands of people in black-clad were all eliminated outside Kangju City, but their losses reached tens of thousands.

Although he won the final victory, this battle also damaged Wang Jian's vitality, and what made him even more worried was the background of these enemies.

From where the captives he caught, he knew that these black knights came from a country called Dashi, whose supreme leader was called the Caliph, and they were just a group of expelled people after the failure to compete for the supreme leader in the Dashi country. They were homeless and could only come all the way south and unexpectedly discovered this abundant territory. They originally wanted to occupy this land as their new territory, but they did not want Wang Jian to come one step earlier than them.

The information he received shocked Wang Jian. When he was in Daqin, he never thought that the world was so big and there were so many forces outside their imagination. This group of black knights who made him difficult were just a group of stray dogs, which made him feel difficult to deal with. If the victors in the mouths of prisoners, the caliph who came to bring a large army, what would he do to resist?

As an equally ambitious general, Wang Jian naturally knew that a broader territory was the endless pursuit of every superior, and no king would be satisfied with his current achievements. If they had not known their territory before, then these black-clothed men who fled back would inevitably bring back this information. Perhaps soon, more black-clothed knights would come.

The crazy battles of these people made Wang Jian, who had experienced many battles, feel a little trembling. Even if there was only one person left, the man would wield his scimitar wildly, scream out words they couldn't understand, and launch a desperate attack on them.

This is a bunch of lunatics.

In the following days, Wang Jian sent countless spies to advance northward, and the news brought back made Wang Jian even more shocked. It was a country with unity of politics and religion, and its strength was not inferior to that of the Qin Dynasty in its heyday. Wang Jian was not unfamiliar with the unity of politics and religion. When Li Ru was in power, Qin State strictly prohibited religious interference in the royal power. Anyone like this has become a ghost under the knife. Religion can make people feel different from humans. This is Wang Jian's perception.

With his current ability, it is impossible to resist the big attack of this big food. If you want to save your current fruit, the only possibility is to seek foreign aid from outside.

But I didn't have foreign aid to look for.

It was at this time that Lu Chao's envoy finally found himself. From the envoy's mouth, Wang Jian learned the current trend of the Central Plains. What made him feel sad was that the Han Kingdom became more and more powerful, while his homeland, Da Qin, was becoming increasingly weak and was about to fall on the brink of a civil war.

It is not concealed by Lu Chao's ideas and what Lu Chao wants to do.

Although three years have not been long, it seems to be a century for Wang Jian. It is so long that he almost forgot what his homeland looks like. Over the past three years, what he has to do every year is how to make himself struggle to survive and live better on this land. The memories of the past have long been blurred.

Returning to Qin State, this idea has long disappeared. If I could defend this territory, I would have lived a better life here. What else could the Qin Dynasty give to myself? Or, what did they give to myself?

However, the arrival of this envoy made Wang Jian capture a life-saving straw that could be saved at some point. If Lu Chao succeeded, if he could revive a powerful Qin State in his hands, then he could become a powerful foreign aid. At that time, he could use their power to maintain the territory he is now.

Instead of rejecting the envoy, he gave him warm reception and full of promises, but he has not made up his mind until now. If he really supports Lu Chao, even if he just restrains the Han army, he will provoke the giant Han. Is it really worth it?

The powerful neighbor in the north has just won the highest position in the country. It will take only two or three years to clarify the internal affairs and completely grasp power, and I have only two or three years to breathe. But no matter how carefully prepared my current strength is, it is impossible to resist the surging black cavalry that is coming at that time.

Wang Jian sighed, stood up, and closed the window.

In the empty hall behind me, rapid footsteps sounded.

"General, General Niyahuang, Pegasus sent a message. They captured the envoy from the Kingdom of Han." A personal guard rushed over and reported loudly.
Chapter completed!