For a Prosperous World

"Step on."

Hurrying footsteps came from the palace, and a black armored cavalry entered the hall with a paper in his hand.

King Qin was reviewing the government affairs and felt that the cavalry who came in did not show surprise.

He did not look up, holding a pen in his hand and writing.

"King." The cavalry walked quickly to King Qin and kneeled.

"Hmm." King Qin raised an eyebrow. "What's up with your attention?"

He lowered his head and handed the bamboo slip to the prince, said the cavalry.

"Girl Gu has already proposed three hundred death row prisoners."

"The case book of the death row was read in the middle, and all three hundred death row prisoners were murder."

"Three Hundred Killers?" Qin Wang froze, raising the corner of his mouth: "What is Nan'er thinking about, can she manage these murderers?"

"Also, empty the palace right out of the three hundred military camps, this girl is getting more and more interesting."

King Qin waved his hand at the cavalry.

The horseback guard immediately nodded and retreated.

I just asked you to go to prison, did you bring me three hundred death row?

Do things decisively and decisively. How good is your master's style, but I don't know how you have learned how to use soldiers?

King Qin smiled and shook his head, no longer thinking about it, lowered his head and pulled out the next book.

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"Sand, sand, sand."

Everyone wearing prison clothes was trapped tightly by thick twine, and several soldiers held them into the sand of the school yard.

A small barracks on the right side of the palace is relatively inadequate compared to several other barracks with thousands of people.

The prisoners were pushed together and sat in the middle of the school yard.

According to the meaning above, the soldiers untied the ropes tied to them and left.

The three hundred murderers who have killed people are put here like this. No one takes care of them. The soldiers feel the scalp is cold. They are not surprised even if there is something terrible. If they loosen their bonds, they will escape Retired from the barracks.

Three hundred death row prisoners faced each other on the school ground paved with gravel.

No one is around. What do they mean by being put here like this?

哎 "Hey, there is no one here, we are not tied, so why don't we run?"

A slightly younger person spoke first, looking around, as if trying to find someone to run away with.

"To run you to run." Aside, a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties frowned.

"Don't look like there are no guards here, but we are death row prisoners. Maybe we ran out of this door and there were a team of officers and soldiers. If we were arrested here, it would also be a capital crime, but it would not be as simple as beheading. "

The people around me listened to this person's speculation, shivered, chopped his head but the bowl was scarred, and everything was done. The people here were mixed with each other, few people were afraid.

But if it is other: car cracked, with five penalties.

No matter what kind of thinking, it's scary.

"So what to do?" One asked.

"Wait." The middle-aged man only spit out a word and closed his eyes.

No one said anything to escape and quieted down.

The following day, the weather at the end of the year is unlikely to feel hot.

Twenty-three people sat on the ground like this, no one knew why they were brought up from the death row, but when they figured out the situation, they said nothing.

The big deal is a sentence of torture. It's better to die early and later, and it's better to die first than wait for death. They know this feeling and start to see it.

This sitting was more than an hour, until they saw a figure walking over the gate of the barracks in a hurry.

The man was dressed as a general, wearing a gray-white general robe, the white cloak swayed slowly with the pace, his face was covered with a bronze mask, and a long and terrifying infantry spear was carried in his hand.

White robe?

的 The prisoner sitting on the school ground slapped his lips. The general in white robes may only be the young man who was so young in those years. He didn't even want to see the dead.

I know a little common sense that wearing a white robe on the battlefield is no different from looking for death.

I say nothing else, I will say hello to you. Nothing else, who made you look conspicuous?

There are a few who have been horse thieves, and when they saw the spear in the man's hand, the irony on his face was a little stronger, and I was joking. Such a long pair of spears could be used immediately by me.

The only thing that made them feel weird was that this white robe looked gray and bleached, not bright silver, but a kind of mourning that ordinary people should not like in theory.

The young general came slowly, holding a dark horse beside him, and finally stood in front of three hundred death prisoners.

Gu Nan glanced at the people in front of him, and everyone had the spirit of killing. Qin's law was strict, but in fact it had an enlightened place.

The crime of homicide in Qin Dynasty was divided into end-and-end murder, that is, intentional and manslaughter. Manslaughter would not be sentenced to death.

I can sit here. Obviously, these people will not be good people.

I simply said, "It looks like everyone is here."

Unexpectedly, the general's voice was a young man when he heard it, and he was inexplicably gentle with a touch of woman.

Suddenly all the death rowers laughed ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ This little general pretended to be big in front of them. They are not afraid, they are already people who are about to die. Apart from those inhuman tortures, there is nothing to worry about. .

For such a small general, they are naturally too lazy to fear.

"Hahaha, little general, why does your voice sound like a woman?" A strong man patted his thigh and laughed at it with no hesitation.

"Is it weaned?" One person hooked the corner of his mouth and looked at Gu Nan with a smile. "Why is this voice milky and sultry? Well, I don't know if you wear a mask, you really think you're a pussy."

"Little general, we have a few lives in our hands. I advise you to let your adult come out."

...

Gu Nan just stood so quietly, and when they all laughed, his voice calmed down.

He looked around and nodded his head.

He just put his hand on his mask and slowly pushed it up.

The expression is flat.

"I am indeed a woman."

...

Looked at the beautiful woman after she opened the bronze armor.

The next round of death rowers has nothing to say, looking at Gu Nan one by one in astonishment.

Nuo women are generals, they have never seen them.

Mostly just joking, who knows this is really a woman.

And as the momentum of the woman in front of him was released a little bit, the killing breath weighed on the heart of every death row.

I made them breathless and swallowed.

The calm expression and the killing sensation that can be felt, tell them all that this will never be a calf who knows nothing.

I am a real battlefield general.