This is the place where all the kings of Qin held meetings and received foreign envoys. After the current Qin King Yingzheng succeeded to the throne, he greatly renovated it. It is extremely gorgeous and majestic. However, this dignified and solemn place is now.
People were in panic, and the guards and ministers in the palace were all shouting in panic: "Your Majesty, please draw your sword quickly! Your Majesty, please draw your sword quickly!"
Ying Zheng, who was being chased by Jing Ke, was trembling when he heard this cry and cursed himself for being stupid. Jing Ke was just holding a dagger, but he was wearing the Emperor's Sword "Tai'a" with him, so how could he be afraid of this guy?
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Besides, I am the king of a country, how can I be hunted down by a common man in such an embarrassing manner?
He walked around a pillar, stretched out his hand, pulled out his sword, and stabbed Jing Ke. "Tai'a" was the divine sword of the time, and its quality was higher than the dagger in Jing Ke's hand. The most important thing was that the sword was long and the dagger was short.
The sword is heavy and the dagger is light. The first sword almost knocked away the weapon in Jing Ke's hand. Then Ying Zheng was determined and used the swordsmanship he had practiced since he was a child. He hit Jing Ke several times in succession, and finally landed on Jing Ke's thigh.
A sharp stab with the sword.
Blood splashed with the sword blade, and Jing Ke finally couldn't hold on anymore. After all, he was not a professional assassin, but he was just very courageous. Now that his legs were severely injured and his mobility was greatly reduced, he could no longer think of kidnapping King Qin.
It can’t be achieved!
He sat down on the ground, looked at the panting Ying Zheng, and cursed with a smile: "If my friend hadn't come, even if you pulled out the sword today, it would be of no use at all!"
Ying Zheng sneered and said: "My swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world. I am the swordsman of Jingchu and the knight of Yanzhao. Who can be the only swordsman?"
Jing Ke laughed heartily. Although his body was covered in blood, he still showed no signs of losing his pride. He kept his dagger on the ground and said, "The king is the king and the bandit is the loser. Today I am defeated. Whatever you say."
Ying Zheng stared at Jing Ke for a while, waved his hand, and asked the soldiers to arrest Jing Ke. Three days later, Jing Ke was torn apart by a car and thrown into the busy city.
This assassination shocked the Qin government and everyone, and there was a lot of discussion in Xianyang City. The commotion soon spread to all directions. However, under the suppression of Qin Law, the commotion subsided in a short time, but everyone knew that King Qin Ying
The government will never give up.
Although Yan State is far away, how can it withstand the anger of King Qin?
Wherever the sword is directed, hundreds of thousands of soldiers can conquer any place for their king!
As for Jing Ke, he is just an assassin, and he is also a fool-type assassin with a combat power of only 5. Who will take him seriously? Maybe Prince Yan Ji Dan will be sad about this, but he will not be "shocking"
"Earthquake" is such a powerful move, it can only be sad.
Moreover, he could not be sad for long, and was soon killed by his father, the current King of Yan, and his head was sent to King Qin Yingzheng, hoping to appease King Qin's raging anger.
Ridiculous, right?
Many people find it ridiculous, and many people find it pathetic. A dignified king of a country can only rely on this method to pray for peace. Chen Cheng doesn't find it ridiculous, nor does he find it pathetic. He just picked up the bamboo tube hanging on his waist,
He pulled out the stopper and poured the turbid wine inside onto the loess at the entrance of Qin Palace.
The stopper was pulled out, and the faint aroma of wine spread in all directions. A group of Qin army soldiers who were passing by stopped. The officer leading the group was suspicious and looked at Chen Cheng coldly. These days, wars between countries are frequent, and civilians
We are already in dire straits. Even in a middle-class family, there is little food and wine, let alone this Guizhou head?
He lowered his face and asked: "Who are you and what are you doing here?"
"Ah?" Chen Cheng let go of his hand, the bamboo tube fell, and the remaining wine wet his trousers.
The young man seemed to be a little panicked. He looked around, staggered, and bumped into the chief Zuo. The chief Zuo was angry and picked up his riding whip, intending to give the boy a hard time. Unexpectedly, his waist felt cold and his strength instantly dissipated.
Chen Cheng pretended to approach the Qin army general, pulled out the dagger from his waist, stabbed the man to death with one blow, and then pulled him off his horse. The officer was also accompanied by more than a dozen Qin army warriors, all of whom were the most brave.
Soldier, how could these people have imagined that someone would dare to kill someone in front of a heavily guarded palace?
Even though they were all elite soldiers and had titles, they couldn't help but slow down a beat. In this moment, Chen Cheng killed people, grabbed the bronze sword and Chang Ge, turned over and jumped on the horse.
The horse was bought from the people of Yiqu, and it was very handsome. It was a little restless due to the accident that happened just now, and it was also very unhappy to have a different owner on its back. It turned in place, snoring.
Squirt.
Chen Cheng stretched out his hand and pulled its ears and said: "Horse, horse, it's up to you now!"
Oddly enough, the war horse was normally bad-tempered, but after Chen Cheng pulled its ears twice, it actually calmed down. At this time, the Qin army on the side finally reacted. They roared and pulled out their weapons, and were about to kill this daredevil.
The wanton madman was cut into pieces in front of the palace.
"Dang!" Chen Cheng used the sword with his left hand to block the thrusting dagger. With a flick of his right hand, the long sword penetrated the throat of a Qin army warrior.
The young man knew that the Qin army had been alerted, and soon a steady stream of soldiers would surround him. Even if he was made of iron, he would not be able to stop many people from attacking him. He used both legs to clamp the horse's belly.
The war horse under his crotch seemed to know what he was thinking, and with a long hiss, he spread his hoofs with all his strength, knocked away the two warriors who were blocking the road, and rushed into the Qin Palace!
"There are assassins! There are assassins!"
The shouts started to get louder. The archer guarding the enemy tower quickly took off his long bow, unstrung the bowstring, took aim for a moment, and then shot the arrow. The sound of "whoosh" piercing the air rang in his ears, Chen Cheng
He leaned down and urged the horse to gallop forward.
In just a few dozen steps, the horse had already increased its speed. But it was not enough. Chen Cheng shouted, "Faster!"
From the palace gate to the main hall, you have to pass through more than a dozen palaces, and there are more than a dozen palaces guarded by armored men and crossbowmen. It will take a lot of effort to kill them all. So...
Horse, horse, today it all depends on you!
The war horses galloped excitedly, crossed the threshold, rushed along the imperial road across the bluestone paved road, and rushed onto the plank road across the sky. Chen Cheng slashed with his sword and stabbed with his long spear to kill the guards on the plank road and rushed to the palace.
In just a few dozen breaths of practice, he killed no less than thirty Qin soldiers, was hit with a sword in the chest, and had two arrows stuck in his back.
As if he didn't know the pain, he rampaged through the Qin Palace alone.
In the main hall, King Qin Yingzheng was discussing with the senior generals of the country about the crusade against the State of Yan. In front of His Highness, there were dozens of soldiers with short swords. After learning the lesson from the last time, Jing Ke suddenly rose up.
When the attack broke out, His Highness's guards did not even have a weapon in their hands. Naturally, this kind of thing cannot be allowed to happen again.
Everyone has been prepared for the crusade against the State of Yan. The State of Qin is a huge war machine, and soldiers from top to bottom must rely on this war machine to make a living. They need military merit, titles, rewards, trophies, and
The war continues.
It is the national policy of the Qin State to defeat all the heroes. The only difference is which one to deal with first. Since Prince Yan has made the move to assassinate the prince, the next strategic direction is of course the Yan State.
Guo Wei Liao was in front of the map, describing the march route in detail to King Ying Zheng of Qin, Prime Minister Li Si and others, when he heard shouts outside. Ying Zheng's face immediately darkened. After the last assassination, he
How long has it been since he executed hundreds of guards and chariots in anger? How come someone in the palace dares to yell?
The shouts are getting closer and closer, and the sound of horse hooves on the bluestone floor also sounds?
Someone rides a horse in the palace? This is a serious crime that will destroy three tribes!
Ying Zheng suddenly straightened up and stood up from the ground. He pushed away the approaching guard and walked out of the hall quickly. Looking towards the broad square in front of the main hall, he saw a man riding a war horse and holding a sword in his right hand.
Quickly passing through the royal road, the bronze sword swung gently and chopped down a soldier holding a long sword.
The soldier was wearing leather armor and holding a long sword. He bravely stabbed at the galloping horse, but he missed and was slashed on the shoulder by a sword. The soldier was not dead for a while.
, blood and internal organs flowed all over the ground, and a terrifying howling sound was made on the ground.
Ying Zheng's eyes twitched and he said contemptuously: "Another assassin? The remnants of the Six Kingdoms are really not afraid of death!"
More than thirty of His Highness's soldiers lined up in two rows, blocking the way. Chen Cheng quickly glanced around and saw that there were several roads leading to the main hall, but they were all too narrow and not suitable for war horses to gallop.
He raised his head, met Ying Zheng's eyes, and couldn't help but laugh.
Although it is now seriously injured and the war horse has only one breath left, but...but...
so what?!!!
He clamped the horse's belly tightly and crashed into the forest-like Chang Ge. Everyone in the hall was stunned. Wang Jian couldn't help but said: "He is a brave man, but it's a pity."
Wei Liao said: "It would be best for such a wild and rebellious person to die!"
Ying Zheng snorted coldly.
The sound of wind in the ears became louder, and the war horses galloped towards Chang Ge. Although the soldiers knew that their side had a great advantage, their hearts could not help but beat wildly in the face of this situation. Facing hundreds of kilograms of objects rushing towards them,
, not everyone has a big heart that doesn’t change their face.
Fifty steps, forty steps, thirty steps, twenty steps... Ten steps!
The soldiers tightly grasped the long weapons in their hands, and a few soldiers in the back row also threw tomahawks and other throwing weapons.
Then, in full view of everyone, the war horse leaped up with all its strength, crossed two rows of soldiers, and landed heavily on the slope with its four hooves.
Wei Liao trembled, ran forward a few steps, grabbed the dagger from the guard's hand, and threw it towards the madman.
Chen Cheng had just pulled out the ax on his shoulder and casually hacked to death a medical officer who was passing by in a panic. Then he saw a flash of cold light in front of his eyes, and the dagger was inserted into the chest of the war horse under his crotch. The war horse neighed sadly, and its hooves became weak.
