The six Qin Dynasty poems have now become four. Fan Sui and Sima Yi were killed and the other was cut. Qin State was severely injured with its vitality. Moreover, Ying Zheng is still unconscious. The country's huge changes have caused countless bloody storms.

Lu Buwei, Shang Yang, Baili Xi and Ganluo sat around, looking at the battle reports one after another, their hearts were almost sinking to the bottom. The four of them had been sleeping for three days, just to come up with a solution.

"Report! Four lords! Dingyang is gone!" Feng Tang ran over in a panic, with a serious expression.

"What!" Lu Buwei stood up directly, his face full of horror, calmed down, and felt that he was a little out of control. He sat back in his seat. His hand holding the brush didn't know what to write. When the ink fell on the bamboo slip, Lu Buwei reacted and hurriedly put down the brush and took the bamboo knife to cut off the ink trace just now.

Baili Xi groped in his palm, and a lot of cold sweat appeared on it. Shang Yang closed his eyes and pondered, and finally breathed out a breath of turbid air for a long time. He didn't know how to respond for a while. Gan Luo seemed a little impatient and looked depressed when sitting in his seat.

Feng Tang looked at the posture of the four people and could only sigh and sit on one side, waiting for the four people's decision.

"Now..." Baili Xi stroked his beard, stretched out his palm to point at the map. Just as he was about to speak, a loud shout came from the hall, but the sound was a questioning.

"How did you fight this battle? What are you four guys doing!"

All four of them were stunned. Looking back, they saw a leader wearing a robe of Qin, a black-clothed red dragon robe, a Qin crown, and a Kunlun tiger jade pendant around their waists. They were as black and white as dragons, and their hair was as black and white as snow, black and white as ink, and black and white, and their beards were like dragon whiskers, floating around the corners of their mouths, with questioning in their eyes. There were two royal families standing behind them, all wearing royal robes. One on the left, Kong Wu was powerful, with a tiger back and a bear waist, and the other on the right, his eyes were as cunning as a fox, but when he walked, he was walking, and when he watched from a distance, he was mighty.

"See all the princes!" The four of them were sweating coldly on their foreheads. They never expected that the three most prestigious princes of Qin would come.

Young Master Ying Si, Young Master Ying Dang, and Young Master Ying Ji. These three have a great reputation in Qin. Ying Zheng is now unconscious. Although the government is temporarily controlled by the four of them, the three of them are now attacking and things will become troublesome.

"Hahahaha!" Lu Buwei instantly showed his sleekness as a businessman. He greeted the people with a smile and looked at the three people and said, "I don't know what the three young men are doing!"

"What's the matter? Do you have the face to ask?" Ying Si narrowed his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were as cold as a sword, as if he could see through the two of them at any time. Ying Si pinched his belt with both hands, and the coldness in his eyes became more and more serious. He pointed at Lu Buwei and said, "A war! My Qin general Bai Qi was killed in battle, and Wang Jian fought to the death in Yangdi and refused to surrender. The 500,000 elite troops in the country were lost. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

"The news just came! Dingyang is gone! All the land in the north of the hundred miles is in Han Yi's hands! I need an explanation! Where is Ying Zheng?" Ying Ji's chest was up and down. He was originally unwilling to accept Ying Zheng's position as the King of Qin. Now Qin is in danger. If he does not appear at this time, I am afraid that people in the country will soon forget him.

"I, the Great Qin Dynasty, have been with martial arts, and Zhang Lu from Bashu is still a flea! What are you doing for food?" Ying Dang put his hands in his waist, his eyes full of resentment.

"Three!" Shang Yang also stood up at this moment, rectified the wrinkles on his body, and said with a serious expression: "You may as well say the purpose of your trip. Now that the external troubles of the Qin Dynasty have arisen, you should not be in trouble!"

Shang Yang looked at the three of them and told them in his words that the external troubles had not been resolved yet and internal troubles should not arise again, otherwise internal troubles would be in danger of Qin.

"Are you threatening me to wait?" Ying Si seemed to hear Shang Yang's meaning, rubbed his eyebrows on the left corner, walked towards everyone and said, "I want to see the king! Get out of here!"

"The king is unconscious now and cannot meet you all, so I hope you all are unwilling to do it!" The four of them didn't say much, but still looked like they were in a state of inability to get into the air and salvation, bowing to the three of them.

"No one can stop me today!" Ying Ji waved his sleeves and shouted angrily: "Ying Dang! Enter the palace!"

"Get out of the way!" Ying Dang suddenly had his hips, and strode forward, and his armor was shaking around. Ying Dang was one head taller than the four people in front of him. Faced with Ying Dang's oppression, the four people stood in front of him, but were pushed away by Ying Dang.

"No! Are you going to force the palace to be forced to force the palace?" Baili Xi pointed at Ying Dang and cursed angrily, his gray beard shaking freely, putting pressure on Ying Dang in the name of force the palace.

"Hmph! Lord Baili's hat is so big that we can't afford it. We are unarmed, without soldiers or swords, let's go!" Ying Si was too lazy to talk nonsense with this little old man, strode forward, pushed Bailixi away, and walked towards the palace gate.

"Random!" A roar full of energy came into everyone's ears. Ying Zheng was wearing a royal robe and grabbed the king's sword in his left hand. The majesty around him scattered, and he was arrogant without anger. Looking at the chaotic hall, Ying Zheng's eyes were full of anger.

"King..." Baili Xi looked at Ying Zheng's slightly complexion and swept towards Ying Zheng's footsteps, feeling her steps were empty. Baili Xi's face changed and she secretly shouted that it was not good. She was about to come forward to support her, but Ying Zheng waved his hand and signaled him not to move.

"Three uncles! What's the matter?" Ying Zheng pressed the Qin King's sword in his arms and suppressed his inner discomfort, but his breath was a little unhappy.

"King! Han Yi's army is approaching, I don't know what the king wants to deal with it!" Ying Si felt Ying Zheng's vague pressure, and was not afraid at all. He took a deep breath and looked directly at Ying Zheng, with a trace of questioning in his eyes.

"Gu has already made a countermeasure! There are three uncles who need to help him in this matter!" Ying Zheng looked at the three of them and stroked his beard and said, "Now that Dingyang has fallen, the war has spread across the country. Gu intends to gather all the troops in the country to fight to the death with Han Yijiu. I heard that the three uncles have tens of thousands of visitors in their hands. Can they be used for the Qin Dynasty? The national war will be here, and victory or defeat will be between day and night!" Ying Zheng looked at the three of them, his eyes full of anticipation.

The three of them felt chills in their hearts, and Ying Zheng directly threw the problem to them. If they left, these guests would go but never return. If they didn't leave, they would be despised by the Chinese.

Ying Si pinched his beard, turned his eyes around, and said for a while: "You are sure!"

"I am not sure!" Ying Zheng smiled calmly, then stepped forward and said, "In this battle, the general of Gu personally led his troops. If he wins, the world will be in Qin's hands. If he loses, the Qin State will be destroyed!"

"You are betting on Qin State..." Ying Ji heard what Ying Zheng meant, stared at Ying Zheng with his eyes, and said with embarrassment: "Are you betting on Qin State?"

"Wrong! This is not a bet!" Ying Zheng went down the stone street and stared at the three of them and said, "This is the last counterattack. Instead of setting up defense lines everywhere to fill the holes in the Korean army in various parts of Qin, it is better to strike head-on. This is our last chance, just this battle!"

The three of them were speechless for a moment, looking around, but didn't know how to answer. Ying Zheng looked at the three of them, with a look of teasing in his eyes, and said indifferently: "Three uncles! Why don't you dare? Where did you get the momentum of forcing the palace just now!"

"King!" Ying Ji stepped forward and looked at Ying Zheng with his eyes and said, "The fearless provocation method is useless. I will fight with you in this battle! But if you fail, you will know the consequences!"

Ying Ji turned around and strode away from the palace. He had his own decision and courage. After all, he was the famous King Zhaoxiang of Qin in history.

Ying Si and Ying Dang looked at Ying Ji who was leaving. Ying Zheng laughed strangely, stepped forward three steps, pointed at Ying Zheng and said happily: "Zheng'er, I did not see you wrong. I will help you in this battle, but! If you lose this battle, you should follow me!"

Ying Si patted Ying Zheng on the shoulder with a smile. Although those eyes revealed murderous intent, they were more supportive of Ying Zheng. After all, they were grasshoppers on the same rope as Ying Zheng. If Ying Zheng was defeated, Qin would be destroyed. How could they have a better life?

"Hmph! Uncle is not in charge, I will die in front of you!" Ying Zheng did not show any fear, but looked at Ying Si with a smile.

Ying Si was stunned for a moment, and was stunned for three or four breaths. He glanced up and down at Ying Zheng. Ying Si turned his strength and put away his originally cunning smile. Instead, he was replaced by a supreme majesty. The beard that was fumbled out of the hall. Ying Si strode out of the hall, and the murderous intent surged around him.

Ying Si had just investigated Ying Zheng's body, and naturally noticed the sluggishness of Ying Zheng's footsteps, but Ying Si had no intention of revealing the matter. Now Qin needs a king to stay in Xianyang, rather than a few ambitious guys.

Ying Dang was slightly surprised. Didn’t these two people agree to force the palace? But judging from the current trend, these two people seemed to have no plans. Ying Dang’s palms were a little at a loss. Under Ying Zheng’s gaze, Ying Dang took a deep breath and said, “Yes!”

After saying that, Ying Dang seemed to have escaped from this place and ran out of the hall without looking back. He didn't want to bear the pressure from Ying Zheng alone, after all, this was too uncomfortable.

Seeing the three of them leaving, Ying Zheng seemed to have drained all his strength, sat on the ground, gasping heavily, the cold sweat on his forehead was like rain, and his expression was quite tired. Zhao Gao, who was beside him, quickly supported Ying Zheng, and said in a panic: "King!"

"King... King...!" Lu Buwei and the other four hurried to Ying Zheng. Zhao Gao looked at Feng Tang who was sitting in the corner in a daze and immediately said, "What are you doing here for being stunned! Go and find a doctor!"

"No need!" Ying Zheng waved his hand to stop him, took a deep breath and said, "Send the order and transfer back the 100,000 troops from Nei Shiteng in Shu, and issue a recruitment order across the country! The military order is gathered, and prepare for a decisive battle with Han Yi and Han Yi at Hangu Pass!"

"King... This is a military force!" Baili Xi's expression changed suddenly after hearing Ying Zheng's words. Ying Zheng was going to bet all the fate of Qin on this battle.

"There is no way to do this. The Qin people can only die while standing, not kneeling, and we have no choice!" Ying Zheng took a long breath and looked at Bailixi and said, "You guys go down and prepare!"

"No!" Everyone could only grit their teeth and prepare. They knew that the next battle was related to the fate of Qin and they had no way out.

Looking at the four people's backs away, Feng Tang wanted to bow his hand, but Ying Zheng called out: "Slow down!"

"The king has some instructions!" Feng Tang swallowed, bowed his hands and did not dare to look up at Ying Zheng.

"Go! Call Young Master Fusu here!" Ying Zheng rubbed his forehead, got up with difficulty, took a deep breath, and made himself feel energetic.

"No!" Feng Tang did not dare to be negligent and went to the palace to rumor Prince Fusu.

Ying Zheng was a little worried. He began to worry about his own affairs. He could still suppress these three people while he was alive. If he died, could Fusu suppress these three people? Hu Hai's useless man Ying Zheng had no hope at all. Among all the princes, Fusu still had the appearance of a wise king.

In the dim hall, Ying Zheng was lying on the bed, and Fusu, who was only eighteen years old, was brought into Ying Zheng. At this time, Fusu was already married and no longer the hairless little ghost he used to be. Ying Zheng looked at his eldest son and saw that he looked handsome, tall, dressed in white, and was graceful. His eyebrows were full of tolerance and kindness. Ying Zheng nodded at first, but then looked disappointed. He said for a while: "Be kind and have no power!"

"Father! It's a son-in-law..." Fusu's face was a little puzzled. He saw disappointment in his father's eyes.

There are only a few types of emperors in history. One type of person is too kind but not majestic, and is easily overwhelmed by powerful ministers, becoming weak and inaction kings who can be deceived, and even being deposed at any time.

Another type is a tyrannical king, who is extremely martial and prone to military force. Both of them are extreme types, while Fusu is too kind, without the toughness and majesty of an emperor. Even Fusu is even very naive in power and plotting, and is no match for the three of them just now.

"You should be like Han Chen'er!" Ying Zheng let out a long roar to the sky helplessly. When he learned that Han Yi's son was both literary and martial, he didn't want to raise his son, but it disappointed him very much. At this time, Ying Zheng wanted to let out a long roar to the sky: "The heaven is unfair, why are you treating me so harshly to Qin!"

Han Yi's eldest son Han Chen joined the army and fought in the north and south, with great achievements. General Wei, general Qi, and general Lu died in his hands. In recent years, Han Yi went out to fight and governed the country in an orderly manner. The second son Han Feng was brave and resourceful, and the fourth son was even more famous young generals.

Ying Zheng looked at Fusu and sighed helplessly and said, "From today on your learning to govern the country's affairs, remember that being merciful means being weak. As an emperor, you must understand the way of killing and taking the best, you can understand!"
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