"Your Majesty!" Li Chenglong was hit by an arrow and looked haggard. He knelt on the ground, his armor stained red from the wound, and his eyes were filled with sadness.

"What's wrong!" Ying Zheng looked at Li Chenglong's desolate look, with frivolous brows and a look of disgust in his eyes. His white face was slightly blue, but on the surface he remained calm and steady.

"Your Majesty! General Wei Yan died in battle! General Zhang Qing died in battle! General Ying Ben died in battle! The brothers in the right army can no longer hold on anymore, withdraw your troops!" Li Chenglong couldn't help but shouted, and the people surrounding Ying Zheng

The soldiers all looked at each other in shock, and their hearts were extremely shocked. The Qin general behind also felt that this battle could no longer be fought, and was about to step forward to offer a few words of help, but Ying Zheng couldn't help but speak.

"Come here! Behead him!" Ying Zheng's voice was not loud, but it did exude the power of life and death, and the look of disgust in his eyes became more intense.

Luo Yanqing and Yang Duan, who were behind Ying Zheng, came to Li Chenglong from the left and right, pressed left and right, and captured him. Li Chenglong looked horrified and shouted hurriedly: "Your Majesty! What I said is the truth...

Your Majesty..."

However, no matter how much Li Chenglong howled, Ying Zheng did not take back the military order. Li Chenglong was dragged to the ground with scratches that were three meters long. He walked further and further away. After a while, Li Chenglong knew that he would not survive, and he said angrily: "Ying Zheng! You can't

If you listen to good advice, you will definitely...!"

"Crack!" In order to prevent Li Chenglong from saying something that would irritate Ying Zheng, Yang Duanhe immediately slashed out with his sword and cut off Li Chenglong's head. Blood covered his face, but Yang Duanhe's resolute face was calm.

Like water, it does not cause any ripples.

Many soldiers looked at each other, feeling extremely frightened and uneasy in their hearts. Today, Ying Zheng's murderous spirit was too strong.

"Those who dare to retreat will be killed without mercy!" Ying Zheng shouted angrily. The surrounding soldiers were horrified and could only suppress their inner uneasiness. Ying Zheng covered the corners of his mouth and tried his best to suppress the discomfort in his chest.

Ahem...! He coughed twice softly and felt the moisture at the corner of his mouth. However, Ying Zheng did not lower his head to look. Yang Duanhe, who returned to Ying Zheng's side, saw a trace of blood on Ying Zheng's hanging palm and frowned.

He couldn't help but become solemn, but he knew that he couldn't say it now.

"Luo Yanqing!" Ying Zheng looked at Luo Yanqing on one side and called him by name, his face looking dignified and indifferent.

"Here!" Luo Yanqing rode a five-flowered horse and came to Ying Zheng's eyes, and said with a dark tone and determination.

"Lead 5,000 soldiers to supervise the battle at the front! If you dare to fight, you will be killed!" Ying Zheng's voice was not loud, but the word "cut" was extremely serious.

"General, I understand!" Luo Yanqing clasped his fists, urged his war horses, led the army forward at great speed, and began to search for the soldiers on the battlefield. When encountering those who were afraid of fighting, he directly killed them on the spot, adding a few more soldiers to the battlefield.

Innocent souls.

"Wild Goose Wings Formation!" With an angry shout, thousands of Gao Shun's trapped formations quickly charged forward and began to support Chen Dao. There were bloody battles on the battlefield. The soldiers on the front line fought hard and bloody, and the soldiers behind looked red in the face. They never expected that,

The Qin army's combat power was so brave. Han Yi groped his beard and felt a little distressed when he looked at the battlefield. These were his elite troops, and they were buried here in vain. If Han Yi didn't feel distressed, it would be a lie.

"Your Majesty..." Fei Lian came behind Han Yi with a mask on, his expression solemn.

Han Yi looked at Fei Lian suspiciously and asked, "What happened!"

Fei Lian immediately spoke in Han Yi's ear, and Han Yi suddenly stood up. He was no longer as calm and calm as before. He looked at Wu Qi on the high platform and said, "Withdraw troops!"

Wu Qi looked stunned. He thought he heard wrongly and asked Han Yi again: "Your Majesty! Do you want to withdraw your troops...?"

"Withdraw troops!" Han Yi stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at Wu Qi and said, "I'll leave the rest to you! Make arrangements!"

"No!" Looking at the anxious situation in front of him, Wu Qi could only turn his horse's head, looked at the messengers around him, and immediately shouted angrily: "Withdraw the entire army!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!" The retreat horn sounded slowly, and the people who were fighting in the front all looked stunned, and they all retreated backwards, executing the order in an orderly manner under Wu Qi's command.

This did not allow the Qin army to take advantage at all.

"The Korean army has withdrawn! The Korean army has withdrawn! Withdrawal! Long live the king... Da Qin is invincible... invincible...!" Qin Jun shouted like a tsunami. Ying Zheng, who looked pale, seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, and his body was swaying.

He was about to fall back, but Yang Duanhe behind him held Ying Zheng up to prevent him from falling, and said with an eager look: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty...!"

"Your Majesty!" The surrounding soldiers reacted and hurriedly recalled General Meng Tian and Zhang Han to cover Ying Zheng's return to Hangu Pass.

When many generals returned to Hangu Pass, they all wondered why Han Yi withdrew his troops, but they couldn't say anything. The dim lights flickered left and right, and everyone was silent. Han Yi came to the kings and stared darkly: "

The secret agents dispatched to the Qin Army came back with news! Ying Zheng is seriously ill...!"

Everyone's expressions changed, seeming to be happy but not angry. Han Yi had a panoramic view of everyone's faces, and said darkly and indifferently: "This matter has not yet been confirmed, and our army cannot waste its strength on these things. Han Yi looked at it with tiger eyes.

Everyone said: "Let's have a truce for now! The main force of the Qin army has been restrained and cannot be allowed to return for reinforcements. Let's wait for Zhuge Liang's news for the time being!"

Everyone looked shocked and knew that this was the safest way at present.

Inside the Qin army’s tent

Ying Zheng covered the corner of his mouth and coughed violently. His eyes were dark and he seemed to be struggling to hold on. He was lying on the bed, breathing so thin that it was difficult to detect. Zhao Gao, who was waiting on the side, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He was a half-sleeved doctor.

After walking out of the tent, many generals gathered at the tail end of the tent, looking at each other and saying: "How is the king?"

The doctor was dragged away by many of the main forces in the army. He had never seen such a battle before. He hurriedly set up a stall and everyone, but everyone was talking to each other, but there was no sign at all. Meng Tian couldn't bear it and shouted angrily: "Everyone, stand down!"

Everyone was stunned, but due to Meng Tian's order, they could only reluctantly walk out. Meng Tian didn't even have time to change his blood armor. He stared at the doctor with tiger eyes, and the murderous aura around him bloomed at this moment. He glared at the doctor and said

: "What happened to the king! Tell the truth! Otherwise...!"

Meng Tian grabbed the weapon in his hand, and murderous aura surged around his body. If the doctor dared to say "no", Meng Tian would definitely kill him.

"The king's body has been suffering from hidden wounds since he vomited blood. In order to prepare for the army in the past few months, he has used the anti-god pill forcefully. Although this pill has a refreshing effect, it is three parts poisonous, and this pill is even five parts poisonous.

, Your majesty took an overdose, was exhausted and overworked, and has not been dealt with properly. Now he is sick due to overwork, and his anger is not smooth. In addition, he is forcing his body to fight, I am afraid...I am afraid...!" The doctor gritted his teeth, and his voice

He said shakily: "I'm afraid... I won't be able to survive this month!"

"What did you say...!" Meng Tian was struck by lightning and stared at the doctor angrily. She really didn't believe what he said. She grabbed the doctor obviously because she wanted to ask him clearly.

"General Mengtian!" Zhao Gao came to the outside of the tent angrily, stared at Meng Tian solemnly and said: "The king calls you in!"

"Well!" Meng Tian pushed the doctor away and strode into the big tent. Zhao Gao on the side helped the doctor up and said with a sinister look on his face: "If you tell me about this! Ka!"

Zhao Gao made a gesture of wiping his neck, and the doctor was also frightened. He hurriedly put his hands in his hands and said, "I don't dare! I don't dare!"

"Yes!" Zhao Gao nodded with satisfaction, and then stood outside the tent, holding the door for Ying Zheng and Meng Tian. The two men with their ears perked up seemed to be eavesdropping on what the two were talking about.

In the big tent

The candlelight was weak, as if it was reflecting Ying Zheng's life. The lamp would soon run out. Ying Zheng was lying on the bed, opening his eyes with difficulty, breathing stale air. Meng Tian hurriedly knelt down beside Ying Zheng, his eyes filled with tears.

It was a worry, after all, he and Ying Zheng were childhood friends, both kings and ministers and brothers.

"Uh... Meng Tian, ​​you're here!" Ying Zheng shouted in a hoarse voice. He looked at Meng Tian who was kneeling beside him, drowsy, and asked Meng Tian.

"King!"

"Well!" Ying Zheng heard a familiar voice, and then continued: "I wanted to repel Han Yi in this battle and prevent him from advancing westward for twenty years. Unfortunately, Han Yi seemed to have an insight into Gu Zhi's strategy, so he

I'm afraid I won't be able to spend more time with him when I'm alone."

"No! Don't worry, Your Majesty...!" Meng Tian wanted to pat his chest and assure himself, but Ying Zheng interrupted him and said in great exhaustion: "Among the eldest sons of Gu, it is difficult for anyone to inherit the throne! However,

If the throne is passed on to Fusu, Fusu’s temperament won’t be able to quarrel with everyone in the clan; if the throne is passed on to a few people in the clan, I’m afraid… Ahem! It’s hard for you confidants to survive!”

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty...!" Meng Tian was speechless for a long time, and his voice was choked with sobs. Ying Zheng thought hard and couldn't think of a solution until now. On the contrary, his head was getting heavier and heavier. After a while, Ying Zheng sighed: "

If we, the Qin Dynasty, could have a son of Qilin, where would we be today?"

The reason why Ying Zheng wants to have a powerful insight with Meng Tian is, firstly, to remind Meng Tian, ​​and secondly, to tell Meng Tian that you have no way out, except to move forward and assist Fusu to succeed, what awaits you is death.

"Your Majesty!" There was a trace of tears in Meng Tian's eyes. He stared at Ying Zheng and said firmly: "I will do whatever your Majesty tells me to do. Even if there are many difficulties and dangers ahead, I will go through fire and water without hesitation. If your Majesty dies, I will do it."

, I am willing to be buried for the king, and to lead the horse and hold the stool for the king before and after life!"

"You...!" Ying Zheng sighed with emotion, looked at the gauze curtain above his head, and murmured to himself: "Gu owes you a lot to the Meng family. Among the sons of Gu, Fusu Shangke can take on this important task.

Before I die alone, I will definitely deal with Han Yi, Meng Tian! I will leave the rest to you!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty! Meng Tian will fight to the death to assist the eldest son!" Meng Tian's voice was loud and loud. Zhao Gao outside heard this and his heart was in his throat. He is Hu Hai's teacher. Now Ying Zheng intends to pass the throne to Fusu.

His disciple would no longer be a disciple. How would he deal with himself in the future? Zhao Gao thought about this and began to make secret calculations in his heart.

"I don't have many friends in this life! Meng Tian, ​​you are one of them... go out" Ying Zheng slowly closed his eyes, his breath became weaker and weaker, as if he was sleeping, his face was no longer dark, but turned sallow, and he thought to himself

: "I'm sorry! I'm still using it..."

"Huh" Meng Tian took a long breath, stood up, his armor trembling, walked out of the tent, glanced at Zhao Gao beside him, and said solemnly: "Take care of your Majesty."

"Of course General Meng doesn't need to worry about this." Zhao Gao bowed his hands, as if he was reaching out to avoid hitting the smiling person. Meng Tian was worried. He was worried about the future of Da Qin. Now that external troubles have not been eliminated, internal troubles have arisen again. It is a troubled year.

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Korean army tent

"The system will check Ying Zheng's status for me."

"Ding, it is currently undetectable."

"Well!" Han Yi raised his brows and stood up. Because of his excitement, the table was knocked and the food on the table fell to the floor. Yuchi Gong and Qin Qiong, who were on duty outside the big tent, heard this.

When there was movement in the tent, they immediately entered the tent and looked at the meals scattered on the floor. The two of them were about to leave with their weapons in hand, but seeing that Han Yi was fine, they put away their weapons and respectfully raised their hands and said: "Your Majesty! Are you okay?

!”

"Nothing!" Han Yi patted the soup on his body, wiped his palms casually, stroked his beard and said: "You are so cruel to the system."

"I have nothing to do tonight. I just want to go out for a walk. The two generals have been working hard. Please step back and rest." Han Yi waved his hand, indicating that the two of them should rest.

"Your Majesty! Assassins are rampant now! Let us follow and protect you!" Qin Qiong acted steadily. In order to avoid what happened last time, Han Yi's protective power was stronger than the others.

Han Yi did not refute, and led Xiao Bai to find a place to sit down where autumn leaves were falling. The sky gradually darkened, and only less than one tenth of the sunset could be seen. Xiao Bai leaned against Han Yi's side.

, feeling the master's sadness, also made a slight cry, seeming to comfort Han Yi.

Han Yi stroked Xiaobai's hair, looked at the sunset, and murmured to himself: If the emperor of all ages really died like this, he would be so lonely that he would be a little lonely.

Han Yi thought about it carefully, and based on the news from Xianyang, Ying Zheng vomited blood and fainted when Wang Jian's army was wiped out. Then the three princes forced the palace, and Ying Zheng forced himself to take command and go out. I'm afraid his body wouldn't last long.

, Han Yi fumbled with his beard, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Tsk, tsk!" Han Yi wiped his mouth and said solemnly: "Ying Zheng! I didn't win this battle, and you didn't lose either. You are worthy of being the emperor of the ages!"

"Ding, dead Guo Kan, Zu Chunlan, Liu Zhiyuan, Bai Qin, Li Xianzhong, Luan Tingfang, Zhang Yu, Ding Pulang, Cheng Ji, Zhang Rou, Luo Shixin, Cheng Ji, Dao Yanzhi, Meng Jing, Feng Quji, Xiang Shou

, Tao Sanchun, An Sishun, Ying Bi, Wang Nannan, Wei Yan, Zhang Qing, Luo Rong, died! The system needs to explode!"

"Ding, Luo Shixin died in battle, the basic force value is 107, the system needs to report 9 people!"
Chapter completed!