With its formidable military might, the Qin State waged campaigns far and wide, destroying the other Six States one after another until it became the last remaining feudal state in the Nine Provinces.
"Your Majesty, the army of Great Qin has assembled and stands ready to march to the front and fight the Zhou Dynasty Army to the death!"
Inside Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng stood atop the battlements with his hands behind his back, gazing down at the army below. His expression was cold and composed, without the slightest ripple.
"Pass down my command. I shall lead the campaign in person, sweep away the Zhou Dynasty Army, and unite the Nine Provinces of the Human Race!"
Though Ying Zheng spoke softly, his voice carried an invincible force, as though he were a sovereign ruling heaven and earth, compelling others to submit.
"Yes!"
Hundreds of thousands of soldiers shouted in unison, then immediately set out, marching toward Haojing to wage war.
Banners waved and drums shook the heavens. For a time, a grim air of slaughter stained all the Human Lands.
Even the beings of the myriad races in the Earth Immortal Realm sensed the commotion within the Human Race and turned their gazes toward the Nine Provinces.
"Great Qin against Great Zhou-now this will be a fine show!"
"The Zhou Dynasty Army has risen far too abruptly in recent years. Some other force is probably plotting behind it. Great Qin likely has little hope of defeating it."
"I wouldn't be so sure. This King of Qin, Ying Zheng, has some tricks of his own, and his origins are probably anything but ordinary. Have you forgotten Kong Qiu?"
"Whatever the case, this is an internal war among humans. All we need to do is enjoy the show..."
Voices of discussion rose