I don't know what happened on Yongcheng Street. The originally lively scene dissipated like a tide, and with the sound of horses neighing and hoofbeats, a chilling atmosphere escaped.

The city gates were tightly sealed and no one was allowed to enter or exit. Pedestrians and vendors were also uneasy and closed their homes tightly for fear of suffering disaster.

The whole city seemed to be filled with an aura of depression and danger, as if something big was about to happen.

At the same time, rows of heavily armed soldiers appeared in sight, driving away all the civilians who didn't know what was going on.

After a while, except for many soldiers, no one else could be seen on the spacious street.

I saw everyone with serious faces, standing upright on both sides of the street, holding sharp weapons in their hands and looking ahead, like guards.

Immediately afterwards, a young man wearing light armor was seen galloping over on a horse. It was Changxin Hou Laodu!

Behind him was a densely packed army, which at first glance amounted to nearly ten thousand people!

Following Lao Du's order, the fierce army immediately poured into the city and rushed towards the old capital palace. It was obvious that his target was Ying Zheng!

At the same time, Ying Zheng, who had completed the crowning ceremony, had already grasped the supreme power of the Qin Dynasty. At this time, he was in the Ying family's ancestral temple, looking at the spiritual thrones of Xiang Jun of all generations, his eyes sparkling.

He was seen kneeling on the mat, looking forward with a solemn expression and cupping his hands, saying: "The thirty-seventh generation monarch of the Qin Dynasty, Qin Wangzheng, inherited the legacy of all ancestors and was crowned today.

I swear here that I will conquer the six countries and unify the world in my lifetime!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he kowtowed solemnly to the spiritual thrones of the ancestors of the Qin Kingdom.

At this moment, a hurried voice came from outside the door: "Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from the city!"

"What's the matter?"

Ying Zheng's indifferent way.

Immediately afterwards, a guard in armor walked in quickly, knelt down on one knee and said: "Your Majesty, Lao Du mobilized many retainers and guards with the intention of rebelling.

Now the rebels have entered Yongcheng and will soon lead their troops to the palace city!"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng's eyes flashed but he did not show the slightest panic. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised and he said calmly: "I understand."

Seeing his indifferent expression, the former was slightly startled. You must know that Lao Du's rebellion is a big deal, and if he doesn't do it right, the world will be turned upside down. However, his own king did not show any panic.

Then he continued: "Lord Xiangbang is mobilizing troops to resist. However, most of the troops are staying in Xianyang. Now there are only three thousand soldiers at the disposal of Yongcheng, while Laodu has nearly ten thousand troops under his command. I'm afraid... …”

"Go down, I will make my own decision."

Ying Zheng waved his hand and remained calm.

"promise!"

The guard responded and had to retreat.

At this moment, a strange figure wearing red brocade clothes and a high crown suddenly appeared, appearing in the hall without any warning.

He knelt down on his knees, kowtowed very respectfully, and said in that feminine voice: "Slave Zhao Gao, pay homage to your Majesty!"

"Excuse me, how did things go?"

Ying Zheng asked.

Zhao Gao replied: "Most of the snare killers are already under control. As long as you give the order, the traitors can be beheaded immediately."

After hearing this, Ying Zheng said: "Wait a minute, I remember that Xiang Guo has many retainers, right?"

Zhao Gao's expression changed when he heard this, and then he realized in his heart that the other party wanted more than just eradicating the Lao poison.

"My slave understands!"

After replying respectfully, his figure slowly disappeared.

Ying Zheng stood up and clasped his hands behind his back, looked at the ancestors enshrined in the hall, and whispered to himself: "Father Zhong, Queen Mother, it's time for you to take a rest.

This Great Qin is still alone in the world after all!"

Lao Du's rebellion was naturally expected by him, and it could even be said that he pushed her into this situation step by step. From the beginning, he had to deal with more than just the other party.

Isn't it just to create an opportunity for Laodu to rebel by going all the way to Yongcheng with hundreds of civil and military officials to crown him?

As long as the serious crime of treason is confirmed, even the Prime Minister and the Queen Mother will not be able to stay out of the matter, and they can take advantage of the opportunity to destroy their power and kill two birds with one stone.

If Lu Buwei wants to resist the rebels, he must use all his family resources. After both parties are harmed, he can reap the benefits...

On the other hand, Lu Buwei was furious after learning about Lao Du's rebellion. He immediately gathered all the imperial guards and many retainers in the palace and rushed to the palace city as quickly as possible to resist.

After a fierce battle, both sides suffered heavy casualties.

The defenders relied on the solid city walls to fight to the death and repelled waves of offensives. Laodu, on the other hand, spared no expense and allowed his soldiers to attack crazily using human-sea tactics.

Under such fierce fighting, the defenders held on for more than an hour, blocking the enemy's swords with their lives.

More than half of the original two thousand people had been destroyed, and almost all of Lu Buwei's retainers had been destroyed. The palace walls were covered with blood, and even the corpses had not been transported down. It looked really miserable.

Seeing this situation, Lu Buwei clenched his fists, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes and anger.

The other party actually rebelled in the name of Qing Junzi. If the palace city was really destroyed, Ying Zheng might be able to survive, but he would definitely die an ugly death.

He has not forgotten that Lao Du almost died in his own hands. If he had been caught, he would have been cut into pieces!

At the same time, in a large open space about five miles outside the city, a team of about a thousand people was gathering here.

Each person is riding a strong war horse, wrapped in shiny black armor, holding a sharp blade, and carrying a powerful crossbow on his back. He has a fierce momentum.

The facial features are covered by a strange mask, and the appearance cannot be seen.

At this time, the leader of this army was a young man with an impressive appearance. His majestic armor shone in the sunlight. It was Meng Tian.

He was looking ahead with an extremely serious look, holding the reins tightly in his hands, sweat dripping from his palms. Although he was extremely anxious, he did not act rashly at all.

At this moment, a spy was seen running towards him, reporting: "General, the city defenders have suffered a loss of more than 70%, and they will no longer be able to hold on any longer!"

After the words fell, Meng Tian's eyes flashed, and then he took out the black iron token with the word "Eagle" engraved on it from his arms, and shouted: "Iron Eagle Swordsman, follow me to rescue you and kill the traitor!"

"Wind, wind, wind!"
Chapter completed!