Chapter 146: The fall of the Qing Dynasty and the fusion of the three worlds

In the vast world of the Qing Dynasty, all things are shrouded in the majesty of imperial power.

Emperor Qianlong, the ruler of a prosperous era, sat on the dragon throne in the Forbidden City, his eyes revealing his ambition and arrogance that were difficult to conceal.

Behind him were many loyal Eight Banners descendants, whose eyes were also filled with desire for the glory of the empire.

On this day, the emperor's gaze penetrated the palace walls and looked into the unknown world in the distance.

He not only wanted to incorporate that world into the territory of the Qing Dynasty, but also wanted to occupy all the resources and power therein in order to strengthen the power of the Qing Empire.

Emperor Qianlong not only wanted to destroy the Qin world on the other side, but also wanted the Qing Empire to annex the Yuan world and let the Qing Empire shine brightly on the Yuan Empire.

In the heart of Emperor Qianlong, he had long regarded himself as the greatest emperor of all time.

His civil and military achievements will be passed on to future generations.

Now, he saw a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, an opportunity that would allow him to realize his wish and destroy the Yuan Empire in one fell swoop.

He stood up, put on the dragon robe, and walked towards the huge map step by step.

The finger slid gently across the map and finally stopped at that distant world.

There was a sharp light in his eyes, as if he had already seen that the world was under his control.

"Pass the order down," Emperor Qianlong's voice was firm and powerful, "I will lead the Eight Banners to conquer that world. Not only will we destroy it, but we will also occupy all of its resources and strength. This is a glorious battle for our Qing Empire, and it is also the only way for me to become the greatest emperor of all time!"

As the emperor's order was issued, the entire palace was in an uproar.

The Eight Banners soldiers were ready to go, their eyes flickering with desire for victory.

It is inevitable that that distant world will feel the power and majesty of the Qing Empire in the near future.

Emperor Qianlong, with great ambitions, decided to lead his brave and combative Eight Banners to build a channel between the two worlds.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, filled with desire and ambition for the unknown world. He wanted to leave the glorious name of the Qing Empire in that distant world of Qin.

Compared with Genghis Khan's bravery and courage, Emperor Qianlong seemed more arrogant and unruly.

He did not go to inquire about the news of the other world first, but instead led the army personally to conquer that ancient and mysterious land.

He imagined that he would lead the Eight Banners to sweep across Daqin like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves and incorporate it into the territory of the Qing Dynasty.

Emperor Qianlong did not take the Qin world seriously at all and believed that the other side was absolutely vulnerable.

This war is not only a collision between two worlds, but also a contest between two empires.

The Yuan Dynasty and the Qing Empire have been competing secretly, trying to seize the initiative in unknown areas.

Emperor Qianlong knew very well that only by acting quickly could he be invincible in this competition.

Only by being one step ahead can we share the benefits of the new world as quickly as possible.

This was Emperor Qianlong’s idea.

But even though Emperor Qianlong quickened his pace, he was still a step slower.

When he was about to descend upon the Qin world, Ying Zheng had already led the Qin army and completely conquered the Qin world.

Emperor Qianlong acted too slowly, or rather, the Qin Empire was too strong and destroyed the Yuan Empire too quickly.

In short, Emperor Qianlong and the people of the Qing Empire knew nothing about anything at this moment.

At this moment, the Qin army, led by Bai Qi, had quietly passed through the passage between the two worlds and entered the world of Qing.

They originally planned to sit back and wait in the Qin world to ambush the Qing soldiers, but Emperor Qianlong acted too slowly, and Ying Zheng had already destroyed the Yuan Empire and gave the news directly to Bai Qi.

So, under the leadership of Bai Qi, the Qin army took the lead in passing through the channel between the two worlds and descended into the Qin world.

While Emperor Qianlong was working hard to build a passage between the two worlds, Bai Qi had already been lurking on the other side of the passage with the Qin army, waiting for the arrival of the Eight Banners.

Bai Qi watched as Emperor Qianlong led his domineering disciples and slowly entered the encirclement.

Finally, at the moment when Emperor Qianlong built the channel between the two worlds, the descendants of the Eight Banners were eager to try, and couldn't wait to enter this new world to conquer and plunder.

Their faces were filled with excited smiles, as if they had seen the dawn of victory.

Emperor Qianlong stood at the entrance of the passage, looking at the soldiers who were about to go to war, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He waved the sword in his hand and shouted loudly: "Go! Warriors of the Qing Dynasty, conquer the world on the other side, and plunder all the resources that can be plundered. Plant the flag of the empire in every corner, and reflect the dignity of the empire to the world on the other side."

When the Qing soldiers heard the emperor's order, their morale was boosted. They shouted in unison: "The Qing will win! The Qing will win!"

The sound was earth-shaking, as if even the barrier of time and space was trembling.

Under the leadership of Emperor Qianlong, the Qing Dynasty also destroyed the world of several prisoners.

This made the entire Qing Empire full of pride and confidence.

They did not think that the Qin Empire would be their opponent.

However, just when Emperor Qianlong was full of vigor and ready to lead his army into the Qin world, something strange happened.

Bai Qi looked at the defenseless Eight Banners descendants entering the encirclement, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

Without any hesitation, he directly activated the killing formation that had been prepared long ago.

Suddenly, a murderous aura emerged between heaven and earth. Countless sword energies, knife lights, and arrows poured down like a rainstorm, instantly drowning the Eight Banners descendants.

Before they could react, they were already beheaded and fell in a pool of blood. The entire battlefield seemed to have turned into a hell, with the bloody smell filling the air and making people suffocate.

Emperor Qianlong looked at this scene in shock, and his face turned pale in an instant.

He never imagined that his carefully planned invasion plan would end up like this.

He roared angrily, but it was all in vain. The Qin army had already gained an absolute advantage, and they would continue to launch a fierce attack on the Qing world.

Bai Qi stood at the highest point of the battlefield, watching all this coldly.

There was no expression on his face, as if all this was within his expectations.

Bai Qi, the Wu'an Jun known as the "God of Killing", had a face as cold as ice, as if nothing in the world could stir up any waves in his heart.

To him, the million-strong army before him was nothing more than a drama that was about to end, and he was the manipulator behind the scenes.

His eyes were deep, as if they could devour all life.

On this battlefield, the enemy's soldiers were indeed just a string of cold numbers to him, and were dust that would soon disappear in the long river of history.

The soldiers of the Qin Dynasty, like tigers out of a cage, swept in with a fierce killing intent.

There was a fanatical light flashing in their eyes, as if they saw the dawn of victory.

Under their leadership, the Qin cavalry broke through the Qing defense line like a torrent, forcing the panicked soldiers into a desperate situation.

On the battlefield, swords flashed and shouts of killing shook the sky.

But Bai Qi seemed to be standing aside, his eyes piercing through the chaotic battlefield and staring into the distance. There was no ripples or fear in his heart, only firmness and determination.

As the Qin soldiers charged, millions of Qing soldiers struggled in despair, but their resistance seemed so pale and powerless under the trampling of the iron cavalry.

Bai Qi watched all this with indifference, as if he was watching a drama that had nothing to do with him.

In a short period of time, with a deafening roar, millions of Qing soldiers were completely slaughtered by the Qin cavalry.

There was only dead silence on the battlefield, as if even the wind had stopped breathing.

Those once vibrant lives are now only ashes on the ground, drifting away with the wind.

He killed millions of soldiers with one hand, this is the God of Death Bai Qi.

Emperor Qianlong's shocked gaze froze on the battlefield, his heart filled with disbelief.

He had not yet recovered from his fantasy of victory, when in the blink of an eye, the Eight Banners he was so proud of, the Manchu cavalry that had once roamed the world and was invincible, all turned to ashes and dissipated in the wind.

Among them were his most trusted and elite imperial cavalry, who were once the pride of the empire.

It is a legend that is known by people all over the world: "If there are less than ten thousand Jurchens, they are invincible if there are ten thousand."

It was under the leadership of these soldiers that the Qing Empire overthrew the Central Plains dynasty and unified the world.

However, at this moment, these brave soldiers were like fallen leaves swept by the wind, and fell in a pool of blood without a single blow.

Emperor Qianlong looked at the scene before him, and the anger and unwillingness in his heart erupted like a volcano.

Even though these soldiers had turned into zombies, zombies that were invulnerable to swords and guns, they still could not withstand the charge of the Qin cavalry.

What kind of enemy is this?
Who are they?

Why is it so powerful?
The Qing Empire, the Celestial Empire, was unexpectedly hit by such a deadly ambush without any preparation.

Emperor Qianlong, the self-proclaimed greatest emperor of all time, felt unprecedented despair and powerlessness at this moment.

Even the Qing Empire's trump card was useless after it turned into zombies.

What else can the Qing Empire do to stop the enemy?

Emperor Qianlong could not accept this fact, and could not accept the tragic defeat of the Qing soldiers.

He glared at Bai Qi angrily, and those eyes that were once full of majesty and confidence were now filled with anger and confusion.

"who are you?"

Emperor Qianlong suppressed his anger and asked.

His voice echoed in the empty battlefield, but received no response.

Bai Qi looked at Emperor Qianlong coldly, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

He said calmly: "You can call me - Bai Qi."

The voice was calm and firm, as if announcing the arrival of a god, a killing god.

When Emperor Qianlong heard the name "Bai Qi", his heart suddenly trembled.

Of course, he had heard of the reputation of the God of Death Bai Qi, who was a legendary figure in the Warring States Period and a hero who changed the entire war situation single-handedly.

Now, this legendary god of killing actually appeared before him. No wonder he could kill millions of troops without batting an eyelid.

Emperor Qianlong had an ominous premonition in his heart. Could it be that the world across the way was really the Qin world?
The empire that once unified the six kingdoms and dominated the world?

But even in the Qin world, it shouldn't have such a powerful force.

Emperor Qianlong did not think that he was worse than Qin Shi Huang. He called himself a wise ruler, while Qin Shi Huang was a tyrant.

However, at this moment he had to face a cruel reality - his empire was collapsing, and he, the monarch who claimed to be the greatest emperor of all time, was powerless to save it.

Anger and resentment intertwined in Emperor Qianlong's heart. He shouted, "God of Killing Bai Qi? I want you dead!"

Then, he turned into a purple zombie, harnessed the power of zombies, and rushed towards Bai Qi.

He was extremely fast and had great momentum, as if he was going to crush any enemy that stood in his way.

However, Bai Qi just looked at him indifferently, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant.

Then, he gently swung his knife, which seemed to contain endless power and directly cut Emperor Qianlong into two halves.

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Emperor Qianlong's body split apart in the air, and blood splattered everywhere.

His eyes were filled with shock and unwillingness. He couldn't believe that he was so vulnerable.

However, the fact is that he is dead and his empire is about to perish.

Bai Qi looked at the corpse of Emperor Qianlong on the battlefield with indifference, without any ripples in his heart.

He sheathed his sword and looked into the distance, as if he had foreseen that the Qin Empire was about to rule the world.

With his order, the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty poured into the territory of the Qing Empire like a tide, accepting the allegiance of this vast land.

They were orderly and disciplined, and wherever they went, they announced the rule of the Qin Empire.

When Ying Zheng stepped into this conquered land, he felt the tension and awe in the air.

He learned that Bai Qi had killed Emperor Qianlong, clearing the last obstacle for the Qin Empire to rule the world.

Ying Zheng stood on a high place, gazing at the new territory, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

He raised his palm, with endless power condensed in it, and then he slapped it fiercely towards the capital of the Qing Empire.

There was a loud bang, and the entire imperial capital seemed to be shaking.

Under Ying Zheng's palm, the city wall of the imperial capital collapsed instantly, the palace turned into ruins, and the entire imperial capital was destroyed.

This also completely announced the demise of the Qing Empire's rule.

Ying Zheng walked out of the palace, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring at the three worlds that were gradually approaching in front of him - the Qin world, the Qing world, and the Yuan world.

A surge of ambition and passion surged in his heart, and he took action without any hesitation.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to communicate with the creation of heaven and earth.

He felt the vitality around him gathering rapidly, as if the whole world was responding to his call.

He mobilized a vast humanitarian trend, which was like a surging river, surging and unstoppable.

Under Ying Zheng's control, the three worlds began to slowly approach each other.

Their boundaries began to blur and the space began to distort, as if an invisible force was pushing them to merge with each other.

(End of this chapter)