Chen Ping didn't know about Han Zhong because he joined Qin Feng's gang a little late.
All he knew was that the old Korean nobles seemed to have offended Qin Feng for some unknown reason.
So much so that it was served in one pot.
Only a character named Han Zhong managed to escape the disaster because he cooperated very well with the Qin government.
It wouldn't be a big problem if he could become the leader of the anti-Qin alliance. After all, there was no other noble in Han except him.
It is reasonable to call the king, after all, the nobles of the six countries want to restore the glory of their ancestors. Junqu Pavilion
But what the hell are you calling him? The King of Korean Artillery?
This is an uprising! This is not the time for you to show off, okay?
Do you think you are in Chunfeng Tower!?
But unexpectedly, when Chen Ping complained about the last sentence, Shi Qing nodded and said hesitantly:
"This Alliance Leader Han Zhong does seem to be behaving unethically. He was also known as the Brothel God of War and the Old Woman Killer. He is indeed a bit unscrupulous."
Chen Ping sighed and looked outside the main hall, overlooking the entire Guihua City.
After more than a year of construction, Guihua City has vaguely reached the majestic scale of Xianyang City.
Boss Qin obviously has high hopes for this city. He said that he would use this to control the entire grassland.
Then you can cross the Bering Strait to the east and occupy Choulijan.
To the west, you can pass through the Western Region and attack Europe.
Chen Ping didn't know what Chou Lijian and Europa were, but he knew that Boss Qin cared about Guihua City.
Thinking of this, he took a long breath and said with firm eyes:
"The festival commemorating Changshengtian is coming soon. Recalling the army at this time will not arouse suspicion.
Great things will be done within these three days, sooner rather than later!"
Poetry suddenly brightened up in his eyes, like a pool of spring water. He stepped forward and gently held Chen Ping's arm, saying softly:
"Chen Lang, have you finally figured it out?"
Chen Ping slowly closed his eyes and said coldly:
"Figured out."
"Just think about it. Our family will be unified. You will be the King of the Huns, Xin'er will be the prince, and I will be your Yan family."
".......good."
...
Wang Li staggered out of the palace, not forgetting to tease the passing maids on the way, causing them to scream.
But his Great Qin Xuan Armor made these Huns dare not speak out in anger.
When Wang Li walked out of the palace, he mounted a tall horse and dashed down the long street.
It was a mess along the way and there were constant curses.
But Wang Li seemed to be really drunk, acting like a drunk and laughing happily.
It wasn't until he came to the largest gambling house in Guihua City that he jumped off his horse and dove in.
The largest gambling house in Guihua City has a big background.
The boss behind the scenes claimed to be the cousin of the second uncle of Xianyang Hou of Great Qin and his aunt’s brother!
As for whether it is true, no one knows.
Anyway, since they dare to open 108 gambling tables in a place like this, it is enough to prove their strength.
Wang Li stumbled through the crowd and walked arrogantly inside.
For a moment, there was a lot of excitement and everyone was shouting and cursing.
But as Wang Li pulled out an exquisite crossbow from his arms, everyone shut up and even tried to make way for him.
The Qin army is absolutely not allowed to come to the casino.
Since they dare to come and carry a powerful crossbow with them, it shows that they indeed have this strength.
When Wang Li came to a gambling table where dice was rolled, he shouted and started placing bets.
I don't know if it was because of the powerful crossbow in his hand that no one dared to do anything.
So much so that after winning three games in a row, the ten taels of silver in his hand quickly turned into one hundred and fifty taels.
But some people win and some lose.
A stout prairie man finally couldn't stand it anymore, slammed the table and roared:
"You're cheating!"
Wang Li put the silver into his arms and smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth and said:
"Boss Qin is indeed right, the law of conservation of smiles.
The smiles in the world will not decrease, they will just transfer from your face to mine, hahahaha!"
He smiled so arrogantly that other people at the card table became angry.
"Come again! Don't leave! Keep gambling!"
"You lose everything by betting on dogs! I won't bet anymore!"
After Wang Li finished speaking, he hummed a little tune and prepared to run away with the money.
But betting on dogs is irrational.
Even though he was wearing black armor, even though he was holding a crossbow, he was still stopped by the desperate gambling dog.
Wang Li immediately flew into a rage and shot the strong man from the prairie in the arm with a powerful crossbow.
The prairie man screamed immediately and covered his bleeding arm. He noticed the slight numbness of the wound and said with a look of horror:
"You actually poisoned the crossbow!"
Wang Li looked up to the sky and laughed three times, suddenly drew out the long sword from his waist, and said proudly:
"Hahaha! I didn't expect that! My sword is also coated with poison! Bia Liu..."
For a moment, everyone was stunned.
Especially Wang Li, who was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, and his body began to twitch crazily.
The people at this table couldn't help but scream and ran frantically towards the door.
I was afraid that if I ran too slowly, I would be accused of murdering a general of Qin Dynasty.
This is a serious crime against the nine tribes!
For a moment, the entire gambling house was in chaos! People who didn’t know what was going on ran outside!
"Brother! Brother, what's wrong with you!"
"Hurry and save people!"
At this moment, a kind-hearted man and a capable man suddenly rushed out, dragging Wang Li and running away.
In such a chaotic situation, three or five men with public faces were squeezed out of the door, and it was impossible to see where Wang left.
"Damn it! Are you following me?"
Wang Li cursed and took off his black armor. At this time, he had appeared in the cellar of the gambling house.
The boss of the gambling house, who claimed to be a distant relative of the Marquis of Xianyang, was standing aside with a smile.
He is the person in charge of the Holy Fire Miao Miao Cult in Guihua City, Li Zuoche from the Intelligence Department of the Royal Institute of Technology of the Qin Empire.
Those honest and capable men are naturally Su Jiao and Shejian.
Su Jiao's honest face was full of worry:
"Vice General Wang, Chen Ping, he..."
Wang Li interrupted dissatisfiedly:
"Meng Tian is not here, call me General Wang!"
"Okay, Vice General Wang."
"General Wang!"
"Vice General Wang, Chen Ping doesn't really want to rebel, does he?"
Wang Li put his hand on his forehead, gave up struggling, shook his head and said:
"How do I know? How dare he send someone to follow me?"
Shejian on the side muttered:
"Maybe it's not someone sent by Chen Ping, but someone sent by Shi Qing."
"That silly bitch has the guts?"
Wang Li frowned slightly, then looked at Li Zuoche and asked dissatisfiedly:
"What a fart! Boss Qin sent you here to open a gambling house to make money?"
Li Zuoche spread his hands with a smile:
"Boss Qin really asked me to make money."
"Then you don't care about Chen Ping's rebellion?"
"Chen Ping will kill you all when he rebels. What does it have to do with me, a gambling shop owner?"
"I'm sorry? What's wrong with you and Mr. Qin in college? You don't learn martial ethics, right?"
