Do Not Be Rude, Come Pay Your Respects to First Emperor

Zhu Yuanzhang was much the same, except he was whipping his son. After all, it was because Zhu Di's descendants were so useless that the realm had fallen into the hands of that Manchu Qing or whatever.

Of course, the person he wanted to whip even more was Li Zicheng. That worthless fool—if he could not seize the realm, why had he rebelled? He had let those Great Qing scum steal the realm.

Then there were those civil officials. The Ming Empire was on the verge of collapse, yet every last one of them only cared about their own interests.

After lashing Zhu Di a few times, Zhu Yuanzhang stopped. Then he had someone summon all the generals. For this Overthrow the Qing and Restore the Ming mission, he was determined to kill the most enemies.

At that moment, a newcomer sent a message in the group.

[General of Heaven]: Sir, may this poor Daoist join the mission as well?

Zhang Jiao had originally had no intention of joining the mission. Great Han alone had already left him stretched too thin. Even after giving it his all, even at the cost of his life, he had merely severed Great Han's fortune.

But that was all he could do. He had no strength left for anything else.

Yet this Chat Group had shown him a variable. Perhaps he could use it to change the misery of Great Han's people.

This mission could not only verify whether the myriad heavens and worlds truly existed, but also allow him to do his part in changing the fate of the Han People in another world.

[Hong Huang Little Shrimp]: Sure. As long as you're a group member, just tell me if you want to participate, and I'll open a door for you.

[General of Heaven]: Then this poor Daoist thanks you, sir.

Seeing that the time was about right, Liu Bing prepared to head to Great Qing. He said to Xi He and the others, who were already in Xiao Xueyi's villa, "I have something to take care of."

"Mm, go ahead." Xi He nodded.

Chang Xi nodded at Liu Bing as well, then quietly asked, "Will you be back for dinner tonight?"

In Chang Xi's eyes, Liu Bing was a qualified dining companion. She loved eating with him. Without him, she even felt that food was not as delicious.

As for why she did not make her sister Xi He her dining companion, it was entirely because Xi He was like an old granny. She was not letting Chang Xi eat; she was stuffing food down her throat.

Xi He still preferred Liu Bing's way. If Chang Xi did not eat, Liu Bing would not force-feed her. He was even good at reading her expression. Whatever Chang Xi wanted to eat, Liu Bing would immediately feed it to her.

"Mm, probably not. I'll be gone for a while this time." Liu Bing thought about it and shook his head. This time, he was going to purge Great Qing from top to bottom, so he probably would not be back anytime soon.

"Alright, then." Chang Xi nodded and said nothing more.

[Hong Huang Little Shrimp]: Are you all ready?

[First Emperor of Great Qin]: Ready.

[Emperor Wu of Han Liu Che]: +1

[Erlang of Great Tang]: +1

[Old Zhu of Great Ming]: +1

[General of Heaven]: This poor Daoist is ready.

Liu Bing waited for a while, but no one else spoke in the group. He stopped asking and sent another message.

[Hong Huang Little Shrimp]: In that case, let's set off.

As Liu Bing's message was sent, enormous portals, fifty meters high and a hundred meters long, opened before everyone participating in the mission.

Using the Chat Group to travel placed no restrictions on Liu Bing. He did not need the group members' consent. If he wanted to go somewhere, he went. If he wanted to open a door, he opened one.

Meng Tian and Wang Ben had assembled a hundred thousand troops before Xianyang City. Both men were utterly baffled, unable to understand why Your Majesty had suddenly ordered them to gather the army outside Xianyang City.

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But when a colossal light gate, like the Gate of Heaven itself, suddenly appeared before Ying Zheng, both men were stunned.

Ying Zheng looked at the light gate, equally shaken. But when he thought of Great Qing's deeds, killing intent surged in his eyes. He said coldly, "Advance with me. Slaughter every last alien!"

Meng Tian and Wang Ben immediately shouted instinctively, "We swear to follow Your Majesty unto death and slaughter every last alien!"

The hundred thousand Qin Elite Soldiers stared at Ying Zheng with fervent eyes and roared, "The king raises his army; we mend our spears and halberds, united in hatred with you!"

Amid the army's impassioned shouts, they marched step by step into the portal.

Within Xianyang City, everyone who had come to see why Ying Zheng had assembled the army was so shocked that their jaws nearly hit the ground.

The old Qin people in the city cried out fervently, "The king raises his army; we mend our spears and halberds, united in hatred with you!"

"His Majesty is mighty! His Majesty is no longer satisfied with the mortal world—he has declared war on the Immortal Realm!"

"His Majesty is leading Great Qin's army to attack the Immortal Realm!"

"Great Qin's forces are invincible in heaven and on earth!"

In contrast to the old Qin people's fervor, the remnants of the Six States turned deathly pale. They were truly terrified. How had this tyrant done it? Had he really found the Immortal Realm? Did he possess a way to reach it and even intend to lead an army to attack it?

Unable to accept this, they could only comfort themselves inwardly and curse Ying Zheng, wishing for him to leave on this campaign and never return alive!

Besides Great Qin, the other emperors did much the same as Ying Zheng. Using the Chat Group's enormous light gates, they put on a spectacular display in their respective capitals.

Soon, the emperors led their respective armies to Great Qing. The moment Liu Che saw Ying Zheng, he curiously approached. Looking at the Great Qin soldiers' armor and standardized weapons, he could not help clicking his tongue in amazement.

Those standardized Qin Crossbows, along with the towering Bronze Chariots.

And the cold, oppressive presence of those Great Qin soldiers made Liu Che keenly feel the terror of this army.

So this was Great Qin's true elite? Such an elite force had actually been squandered by Hu Hai until Qin perished in its second generation. Hu Hai really was a prodigal.

"Damn, Brother Zheng... Well, you won't mind if I call you Brother Zheng, right?" Li Shimin was not used to calling someone Your Majesty, since he himself was Your Majesty.

Yet calling Ying Zheng directly felt somewhat distant. After all, they were in the same group.

Before the Chat Group existed, Li Shimin could have simply called Ying Zheng a tyrant. But now, since they would be seeing each other constantly, he did not want Ying Zheng to seize on some dark chapter of his past and throw it in his face like Old Zhu had.

Li Shimin knew he had plenty of embarrassing history himself. So it was better to build good relations with the group members and keep them from bringing it up.

Li Shimin calling Ying Zheng Brother Zheng did not provoke much reaction from Ying Zheng, but Meng Tian and Wang Ben, standing beside him, nearly drew their swords.

You thick-browed brute, who the hell do you think you are? How dare you call Their Majesty "brother"? Were you courting death?

As for Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Jingde, the two burly men following Li Shimin, the moment they saw Meng Tian and Wang Ben's expressions, they understood what they were thinking. Their bull-like eyes widened as they immediately stared Meng Tian and Wang Ben down.

Our Majesty had lowered his status to call your master brother, giving your master face. You lot really did not know what was good for you!

The other generals merely followed silently behind Li Shimin, but their eyes were not idle. They sized up the other armies here, their gazes filled with shock and scrutiny.

Before Meng Tian and Wang Ben could do anything, Ying Zheng waved them off. Then he nodded at Li Shimin. "Fine. You are that Erlang of Great Tang?"

"My name is Li Shimin. Brother Zheng can call me Erlang, or Li Er." Li Shimin introduced himself with a smile.

Then he said to generals like Cheng Yaojin, "Do not be rude. Come and pay your respects to First Emperor."

"Hm?" Not only Li Shimin's generals, but also the people Liu Che and Zhu Yuanzhang had brought, even Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang at Zhang Jiao's side, all looked at Li Shimin in astonishment.

Every expression said the same thing: Do you even hear yourself? What do you mean, pay respects to First Emperor? Are you saying that this one-meter-ninety giant wearing a black dragon robe is Qin Shi Huang, Ying Zheng—the tyrant of Great Qin, which perished in its second generation?