Wang Nan, who was guarding the gate, didn't want the "Qin King Envoy" in front of him to enter the house to disturb His Majesty the King of Qin and Wang Jian's talks about things.

He is not too smart, but he is not stupid either.

Since His Majesty the King of Qin has entered the house, there is naturally a problem for those who come out to read out His Majesty the King of Qin's will.

Wang Nan and Ju were guarding the door and directly blocked the envoy.

However, the door behind him opened from the room, but it was not controlled by the guards outside the door.

When Wang Nan and Ju saw that King Zheng of Qin appeared, they immediately retreated aside.

The envoy was stunned when he saw King Zheng of Qin appearing from the room.

He was like a chicken that was pinned to his neck and lifted up. Facing the blade, no reason could conceal the fear in his heart.

"Your Majesty..." The messenger was covered in cold sweat.

"You didn't lead the troops in, that is to say, you all think that you can kill me with a more peaceful and lower price?" Ying Zheng smiled contemptuously and cruelly: "Should you say you are too naive or too cowardly?"

Do you have to force attacks and fight to the death, and completely erase all variables without the courage to learn from others to engage in a coup?

"I want power and a good reputation? Who do you think you are?"

Qin Ye suddenly felt a little brave and brave when he listened to Ying Zheng's words.

Wang Jian is obviously unreliable, but the Xianyang area has been arranged.

As long as Ying Zheng dies, no matter how he dies, no matter whether Wang Jian is reliable or not, everything will return to the planned track.

By then...

He then made a terrified look, knelt at Ying Zheng's feet, and cried and said, "Your Majesty, I..."

Before he could finish his words, a sword appeared in his throat, completely blocking his next words.

"Ruh..." The blood drowned the breath, and Qin Ye's life gradually disappeared.

Ying Zheng looked at Wang Jian who was killing people with a sword and said, "Let's go and see how many people these idiots have brought."

"Vei." Wang Jian wiped the blood from the sword, took time to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Zhao Gao flipped over Qin Ye at this time.

I didn't find anything that was very useful, only two useless edicts.

He handed it to Ying Zheng and took a quick look, Ying Zheng sneered: "I don't have much courage to kill me, but I'm really brave enough to divide the power of the court, exploit the people, and seize the national property!"

It is most normal for a person who is greedy and incompetent to die.

Ying Zheng threw the silk edict at his feet, and then led the crowd out.

Wang Nan and Ju, the two young generals, were brave enough to take the lead. Before Ying Zheng, they opened the door and found the drum from somewhere. Looking at the drum, they shouted loudly: "His Majesty the King of Qin arrives, everyone is in a row quickly!"

The two soldiers who were peeing first heard this and looked at each other, with some confusion.

But subconsciously, he had already taken the sword.

Then there are more.

The soldiers were inspected by the King of Qin during training.

And it's quite a few times.

Although many soldiers did not recognize King Zheng of Qin, they always knew that the person who paid him a salary every time he added a meal and paid him a salary.

At this time, when they heard that the Qin King Zheng was coming, they immediately lined up as before.

A brief riot, followed by rows and rows.

Stand in a regular manner.

Some of them took off their armor and quickly pierced each other in the queue.

The shield guard fixed the big shield, and the crossbow soldiers lowered the crossbow arrow.

The weapons are sheathed and ready to go.

The flag raised the flag, and everyone looked at the flag.

It's that familiar black flag.

The chilly wind blows the flag, and the sun reflects the armor and the deep cold.

Some kind of momentum that cannot be slighted is swimming.

Wang Nan and Ju stood on both sides and temporarily built a high platform.

Wang Jian stood under the platform, looked at the murderous military formation and sighed inwardly.

The young King of Qin climbed up to the platform step by step.

Zhao Gao and Ruan Wengzhong also stopped under the platform.

That simple platform belongs to that young man.

"I should reward you for your hard work with my life."

"Therefore, I have made a decision--the dead of you can be buried with me in the name of my close iron guard in the future."

"And those buried in the tomb can be worshipped and worshipped with me."

"In order for you to truly accept the offering, I will let the craftsmen sculpt your statues and portray your names and names in words and life."

"And after your death, your family will also be supported by Qin."

"Children, you can regard my family as your family. In the orphanage, you will be taught writing and learning what I have learned."

"When they grow up, they will be given priority to others and become officials and officials of Qin."

"The old man still has to do some work, but after the age of forty-five, he can leave birth and no longer have to do work. He can have three meals a day, and he has new clothes and shoes every month. If he cannot live by himself, he can have a dedicated person to take care of him, just like a child or a daughter."

"This is what I promise you, and it is also the best treatment I can give you."

Voices conveyed the words of King Zheng of Qin to the people in the army.

There was an uproar in the military formation immediately.

The soldiers whispered, whispering to each other.

My heart suddenly sank into my stomach.

This condition is great.

So when they first heard the rumor, they couldn't believe it.

But at that time, they hoped that this was true.

At this time, when they heard the news was true, they were a little dreamy and couldn't believe it.

Whispering and ears, low and low.

There is blood flowing in the chest, and there is a bright future in the mind.

The sword and shield in the hand are no longer cold.

The grievances and difficulties of the past were rewarded enough at this time, so they all turned into meaningful experiences that need to be savored after victory.

I don’t know where to start, but a sound will naturally occur.

"Your Majesty the King of Qin will live forever."

"Your Majesty the King of Qin will live forever."

"Your Majesty the King of Qin will live forever!"

"Your Majesty the King of Qin will live forever!"

The vast world, leisurely wind.

At this time, the small people are united, and a fanatical and real atmosphere flows and ripples between people.

Wang Nan, under the platform, was the first to be captured by this fanatical and surging atmosphere.

His handsome face turned red, and hissing added to this call.

Then there was arrogance.

Wang Jian stared at all this in a daze.

Then he heard behind him, the tall giant boy Ruan Wengzhong began to scream in silence.

Wang Jian suddenly felt that he seemed very thin.

It is as thin as a leaf, bumping in the vast ocean.

The cool air penetrates through the Tianling Cover and penetrates into the soles of the feet.

His hands and feet seemed to be numb.

There is only one sound left in the world.

And under this sound, all resistance and ghosts will melt easily like the ice and snow under the sun.

The people on the high platform looked down at the crowd and raised a palm.
To be continued...