The Qin army returned south and entered Handan. This prosperous capital of the Central Plains once again showed a vigorous popularity.

Ordinary Handan people saw the Qin soldiers passing through the streets and alleys, seeing the Qin soldiers who were lined up by line, suddenly accepted the reality of Handan's complete fall.

In the past, when people in Handan saw Meng Tian’s military service, they still had some thoughts in their hearts. Now, the Prime Minister has defected to Qin, and the last king Zhao Qian looked like he could not support the wall. He was disappointed and lost the desire to move after being bewitched.

"The State of Zhao is gone, and life has to continue. Although the Qin people were a little arrogant, they finally did not break into the house at will and engage in the rape and looting."

In private, when people in Handan always sigh quietly when they think of the glory and glory of Zhao State.

The former number one military power in Shandong became the first Warring States Period to perish. The feeling of the shattered dignity of a powerful country deeply hurt the hearts of many Zhao people.

If they had never gained it, the Zhao people would not feel so painful when they lost it. As early as when the Zhao family had not yet established an independent country, the Zhao family had always been in the position of Jin State, with great power and had always been accustomed to being domineering and lofty towards other countries.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, many small countries such as Lu, Wei, and Zheng came to Jin and all of them carefully presented gifts and visited the six ministers of Jin diligently. The residence of the Zhao family was decorated with precious gifts from various countries.

When the Zhao family established a country and officially became a prince, although it was once under the influence of Wei State, after the end of the era of King Hui of Wei, Zhao State conquered Zhongshan and became the most powerful country among the six Shandong countries.

"Only our Zhao people can defeat the tiger, wolf, Qin wolf, and pigs in the west."

After the war, when facing the business travelers from various countries from Shandong, Zhao people stood up and patted their chests proudly, with their pride in their expressions.

At that time, the pride on the face of Zhao people was like the Qin soldiers who were now stepping on the streets of Handan.

Thinking of the embarrassing expressions of Qi people who dared not speak out, the frustration in the hearts of Zhao people could not be removed for a long time.

At this moment, the circulating news caused a stir in the hearts of Zhao people.

"Have you heard that? The King of Qin is on his way to Handan?"

In a rural village in Julu County, several Zhao people gathered under the thatched hut, mysteriously lowered their voices. One of them was about 35 or thirty-five or six years old, with a wide face and big ears. Although he was wearing a common man, he could not hide the wealth between the man's eyebrows and eyes.

"The news came from Handan. It's certain that the little Qin King left Handan in a mess and now he wants to come back and show off."

"At this point, it is said that Zhao Ji, the singer in Lu Buwei's mansion, will return to Handan this time." This man seemed to have seen Zhao Ji with his own eyes. When he spoke, a faint lewd light flashed in his eyes.

"Just a slutty woman, forgetting her ancestors. Zhao State really gave birth to such a woman in vain." Another man hummed a heavy breath of air conditioning, with regret and anger in his words: "When Prince Jia urged Ying Zheng and his son to return to China, he thought that Zhao Ji, as a Zhao person, went to Qin State to become the queen, would remember the kindness of Zhao State in his heart..."

"Goodness? What a pity, the people in Handan were inspired by the disciples of Pingyuan Jun and the love was fierce and they killed Zhao Ji's family."

At this time, Chen Yu, who was sitting in the middle, sneered and said slowly: "Pingyuan Jun raised three thousand scholars and was famous all over the world, but it was a fairy tale. Compared to Xinling Jun, it is really far from each other."

Chen Yu once ate under Xinlingjun's disciple. He occasionally listened to Xinlingjun talking about military tactics and the way of governing the country, and was deeply impressed by it. At that time, Xinlingjun was suspicious of King Anli of Wei and began to indulge himself in a state of sensuality and numbness. However, the sober words he made inadvertently completely regained Chen Yu's heart.

If Xinling Jun was still alive, Zhao would not have been destroyed so soon.

After secretly remembering Xinlingjun, Chen Yu came to his senses and decided to inherit Xinlingjun's will and continue to fight against Qin.

The Qin people strictly prohibited heroes. Qin State destroyed Zhao State, and Chen Yu, as a hero of Zhao State, would not have any future. Taking advantage of the wealth of people is like killing his parents. After applying the wanted order of the Qin people, Chen Yu had to leave Julu County City, which had been run for a long time and fought guerrillas with the Qin army.

However, the situation in Zhao was determined, the Qin army was brave and good at fighting, and the cavalry came and went like the wind. Chen Yu lost a lot of manpower and had to temporarily lie dormant and hide in the countryside where the Qin people were weak.

"Today, I summon you all here, not to express my feelings, but I hope you will think of ways to completely disrupt the Qin State's pace of attacking the six Shandong countries?"

Chen Yu's heart was strong after all, and the failure of sporadic guerrillas did not hit his confidence at all. After the Qin army conquered Zhao, they would never be satisfied. Zhang Er's letter from Wei State expressed deep concerns about the future of Wei State between the lines. Without Zhao State, Chen Yu could still get the support of Zhang Er of Wei State. If he had no more Wei State, he could only hide his name and wait quietly for changes in Qin State.

“What should I do?”

Chen Yu's words caused a lot of thought among the guests sitting around him.

Using the power of a group of heroes to deal with the tiger and wolf Qin, who is growing rapidly, will make people feel powerless. If Chen Yu hadn't insisted, these disciples would have chosen to live a normal life.

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Some of the guests, some holding their chins, some touching their beards, and some squinted their eyes, making a serious and meditative look.

"Have it!"

Suddenly, the youngest disciple slapped his head and suddenly realized: "The most important thing about Qin's ability to defeat Zhao is that Qin King Ying Zheng unified the power of Qin. If the Qin King died unexpectedly at this time, if Qin King had no crown prince, Qin would inevitably fall into civil strife, and Zhao would have the opportunity to restore the country."

The younger the disciples became more and more excited as they spoke. When King Wu of Qin died young, there was a precedent for civil strife in Qin.

"Chen Xia, when the King of Qin comes to Handan, as long as he assassinates him, the pace of Qin's annexation of the world will be like morning mist under the bright sun, dissipating invisibly."

"Mao, you can think of an assassination method, which has a lot to do with your once-assin."

Chen Yu narrowed his eyes and frowned, but there was no happy expression on his face. It was not that Chen Yu could become a hero in Zhao, but that he had no experience in assassination. The disciple Mao just killed a small county official, which was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

"Around the King of Qin, there are three floors inside and three floors outside, not to mention the loyal Guan Junsi's Army. We have no chance to connect with the King of Qin, so how can we talk about assassination?"

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the original martial arts style was strong and the assassin culture was prevalent, which produced many names of assassins that were passed down from later generations. There were Yaoli and Yurang, and Nie Zheng, and the well-known assassin, which sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, were endless. Deep in his heart, Zhao people did not feel much disgusted with the way of assassination, but instead yearned for it.

Since ancient times, there have been many tragic singers in Yan and Zhao, and they are talking about these assassins.

Chen Yu pulled out the bronze sword in his hand, felt the coldness at the edge of the blade, looked in the direction of Handan, and looked fierce and fierce: "If I want to assassinate the King of Qin, what are you planning properly?"
Chapter completed!