nownovels Chapter 231 That is one hundred and eight figures transformed by a million heroes!
Chapter 231 That is one hundred and eight figures transformed by a million heroes!
Ying Zheng got off the road and, surrounded by the ministers, stared at the team that was getting closer and closer in the distance.
Today's Da Qin did not have an early morning.
Before dawn, all the ministers followed Ying Zheng to the outside of Xianyang City, before the finish line of the selection.
They want to see for themselves.
The heroic appearance of the most courageous and tenacious hundred sons of the Qin Dynasty.
In addition, the students who had been sent to the academy early, as well as the children of ministers in the court and the middle, also gathered here one after another.
This is the common thought of Su Yu and Ying Zheng.
They want to let these students and other children know.
What is the youth of Daqin, what it should be!
Beside Ying Zheng, there was a beautiful woman with frowning eyebrows and a worried look on her face.
Orchid.
She only learned last night that her own child, Hu Hai, had also participated in this selection.
Although it is said that she does not live in the palace.
But for the past half month, I have occasionally heard a lot of wind from outside the palace.
No matter what, this selection is simply not attended by anyone.
How dangerous is the fifty-mile mountain forest.
The specially paved gravel road is so hard and sharp. 640
Etc., etc.
Even her heart began to complain about His Majesty.
If you have to suffer like this, why let Haier lead the special forces.
"dong dong dong dong..."
The sound of neat footsteps was getting closer.
The sun on the horizon is also getting brighter.
It was bright enough to reflect the more than one hundred figures with heavy steps.
Among the several people at the head, Hu Hai's figure appeared impressively.
I saw that his face was flushed and his body was hurt.
The bruised face, the cracked corners of the mouth, and the scabs of blood still remained on the nostrils.
A pair of arms was dripping with blood, which was a trace of crawling on the gravel road.
The fists of the two palms were also frayed due to the prolonged fight.
But even so, his eyes, which were already somewhat scattered, still occasionally revealed divine light.
Hu Hai was not alone in this situation.
But a full one hundred and eight people.
"Hai Er..."
Ying Zheng saw the figure in front of the team and clenched his fists tightly.
He didn't expect it.
(bhfa) The little son who used to be pampered and immature and only knew how to play.
He actually persevered in three days of arduous selection.
He suddenly realized.
My little son seems to have grown up too!
Became the pillar of Daqin.
Hu Ji had already burst into tears.
That is her son.
What kind of hardships must have been experienced to cause the scars on this body.
As a concubine, just thinking about it, she felt a throbbing in her heart.
At this time, everyone present was silent as they looked at the 108 figures that were getting closer and closer.
shock.
Full of shock.
What they saw didn't seem to be the 108 people covered in embarrassment.
It is the will of Daqin who swept the world upstream.
It is the epitome of the million-strong Qin Xiongshi who shed blood on the battlefield and waited for the day.
"what!!!""
what!!!
"rush!!!
Looking at the focus in front of them, the 108 people suddenly burst into a roar.
This is the final push!
"Rumble rumble..."
The ground was shaking, and the horses around were pacing uneasy.
Everyone is desperately squeezing their last will.
Let the already weak legs, once again burst into a powerful force.
At this moment, there were only one hundred and eight figures, exuding a might comparable to an army of ten thousand people.
hundred steps
fifty steps
Thirty steps
step
"puff"
Hu Hai and others, who crossed the finish line first, fell to the ground when their legs softened.
Under the influence of inertia, he rolled out all the way.
"Hai Er!"
Ying Zheng couldn't control his emotions and ran out hastily.
He has not run for so many years, he himself has forgotten.
Usually for the sake of prestige, he always paced slowly.
But today, he can't take care of that much anymore.
When Wang Ben saw a group of people in front of him fall across the finish line, he hurried back on his horse.
When he got off the horse in a hurry, he was led a somersault without caring, and ran to the few people who fell.
His son Wang Li was also among them!
Hu Hai was lying on the ground with his head back, staring blankly at the sunrise in the sky, his chest heaving violently.
"Hai Er..."
Ying Zheng quickly crouched down and took Hu Hai's hand.
And Hu Ji, who was originally by her side, fainted as early as the moment she saw Hu Hai fall.
Even though he is a dignified Qin Zulong, his subordinates are filled with dead souls.
Now, seeing the young son who has always been favored like this, his heart is twisted like a knife, and his nose is slightly sour.
"Father, I did it."
This was the first sentence that Hu Hai said.
The voice is hoarse and dry.
But the joy and perseverance contained in it are touching.
"Good, good, good, worthy of being the father's Haier.""
Ying Zheng trembled and stroked Hu Hai's messy temple hair, his eyes were full of excitement and pride that was about to overflow.
On the other side, Wang Ben also rolled and crawled to Wang Li.
"Son! Don't sleep!"
Wang Ben kept shaking Wang Li's shoulders, but found that it was a bit slippery to start with.
Take a closer look.
It was Wang Li's shoulders and arms, which had been torn in many places by the heavy iron clothes, bleeding everywhere.
"Hey...father...it hurts"
Wang Li let out a weak moan, so frightened that Wang Ben quickly let go of his hand, and his tiger eyes were even more rosy.
"Father...Are you proud of me?" Wang Li pulled the corners of his bloody mouth, revealing an ugly smile.
Wang Ben nodded again and again.
"Proud and proud, the same age, as a father is not as good as you. 35
"So will grandpa?"
"Yes, it will. 99
"puff"
"puff"
The seemingly simple finish line seems to have unspeakable magic.
One hundred and eight figures who successfully passed the assessment, without exception, either rolled out, fell, or fell to their knees.
None could still stand.
Looking at the embarrassed figure in front of him, the crowd watching was silent.
No one laughed.
There was no discussion.
Yes, but for these 108 people, I deeply admire and admire them.