In the palace!

"Report, Your Majesty!"

The spy came to report urgently and said respectfully: "Oh no, the Qin Empire's army has broken through the city wall and entered the city."

And in the palace.

The King of Nanyue looked far into the distance and climbed up to look down.

But he had already seen the scene of South Vietnam's retreat.

"Is South Vietnam such a complete failure?"

"I am not willing to give in!"

"I'm not willing to give in!"

The King of Nanyue opened his hands, raised his head and asked the sky.

His face was sad and he roared angrily.

Hoo ho ho!

A strong wind arose.

The royal robes fluttered and billowed.

"Your Majesty!"

The spy bowed his hands and said, "It's better to retreat."

"Lead the South Vietnamese army and fight to the death. Maybe we can break out of the siege and head east to Jishi Korea."

"With the king's talents, he will definitely be able to occupy Ji's Korea and build South Vietnam!"

A group of eunuchs and ministers beside them also spoke one after another.

"Your Majesty, make a decision as soon as possible!"

"Then the Great Qin army will reach the palace in less than a quarter of an hour!"

"Please also ask the king to go eastward!"

But the King of Nanyue shook his head and said, "It's too late, the Qin Dynasty has already surrounded the royal city."

"Even if we break out of the siege, how can we escape the pursuit of Da Qin?"

"You can't get rid of the opponent's high-level combat power at all, but you will continue to be harvested in the process!"

The King of Nanyue knew very well that if the royal city was surrounded before, he might still be able to lead the army to the east.

But doing this now simply doesn't work.

If you want to survive, you have to abandon the South Vietnamese army, lead a high-level breakout, and then disperse and escape!

really.

A group of eunuchs and close ministers whispered one after another: "It would be better if the king and we lead the army to break out of the siege and then abandon it so that they can delay the Qin army."

"We have good martial arts skills and can avoid death by hiding in the mountains and rivers!"

"Then we will go to Jishi Gaoli and use our cultivation to carve out a world!"

Speaking of this, their eyes revealed a bloodthirsty light.

Ji's Korea is located in a remote and cold place, with a small country and few people. It is smaller than South Vietnam, has fewer resources, and is more ignorant.

Its military force is also far inferior to that of South Vietnam!

"But if you do this, can I still be called the King of Nanyue?!"

The King of Nanyue smiled bitterly and sighed, feeling quite lonely.

He originally wanted to attack Kuaiji, expand the territory, and then unite the forces of the six countries and the back-up agents deployed in the Qin Empire, such as marquises and nobles.

Then carve up the Qin Empire!

Build a great empire and become the emperor!

But unexpectedly, it led to South Vietnam's defeat.

How could a king as talented and ambitious as him give up on an army that would die for him?

What's more, he asked them to die for him, while he managed to survive!

Everyone was silent when they heard the words.

"today!"

The King of Nanyue drew out the long sword from his waist, his eyes widened with anger, and he looked down at the entire royal city and looked at the Qin army.

"Even if I die, I will die with South Vietnam and fight against Great Qin!"

The Qin army suppressed the entire royal city, and the Nanyue army desperately resisted, but could not stop it.

Cries, roars, and fighting echoed throughout the world.

Bodies fell on the ground, blood gurgling.

Tens of thousands of troops were left behind to control the entire entrance and exit of the royal city.

Ying Ziye rode on a war horse, guarded by hundreds of thousands of troops, and headed towards the palace.

"wind!"

"wind!"

"wind!"

Hundreds of thousands of troops shouted loudly.

The front of the soldiers shone coldly under the sun, showing a chilling atmosphere.

The South Vietnamese army kept retreating and was forced to the palace!

boom!

The palace gate was broken down.

Da Qin cavalry filed in.

"King of South Vietnam!"

Ying Ziye looked far away, several miles away, towards the King of Nanyue standing high in the palace hall, and said with a smile: "We meet!"

"Speaking of which, this is not the first time that you and I have fought each other, but it is the first time that we have met."

The King of Nanyue was eight feet tall, with a majestic body and a tiger's back and a wolf's waist.

His head is tall and horny, his eyebrows are sloping into his temples, and he has a domineering and majestic look, but he has the appearance of a king.

Wearing a red robe and dragon suit, he is vivid and vivid, and the long sword in his hand is flawless, reflecting the chilly light that catches the soul.

Even when faced with hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the Great Qin Dynasty, the power of land gods, and numerous martial arts masters, they did not change their composure!

Beside him, there were thousands of palace guards and South Vietnamese ministers guarding him.

Under the main hall are tens of thousands of remnant South Vietnamese troops.

"Your Majesty!"

The South Vietnamese generals looked sad and bowed and said: "I have failed the king's favor and cannot defend the royal city and repel the Qin Dynasty..."

Taiwei Gu Chang also burst into tears and said sadly: "My ancestor died in battle!"

Guard Chongyang was covered in blood, holding a long sword, pointing directly at the Qin army, and said in a trembling voice: "My sons have suffered countless casualties, but I will protect the king even if I die!"

The palace guards and the remnants of the South Vietnamese army also stared angrily at the Qin Empire's army and shouted: "We will use our lives to block the Qin Empire's troops and fight with them to the bitter end!"

The sound was like thunder, resounding throughout the heaven and earth.

Heaven and earth seemed to mourn for it.

Boom!

Thunder exploded and lightning flashed across the sky.

Under the gathering wind and clouds, rain fell all over the sky.

Heavy rain...

"Oh!"

The King of Nanyue looked cold as he looked down at the Qin Empire's army.

His eyes swept over Meng Tian, ​​Wang Jian and others, and finally landed on Ying Ziye, and he laughed.

"Eighth Young Master, it's really a pity that you and I have to decide whether to live or die for the first time we meet!"

The words were filled with countless emotions and remembrances.

"Oh!"

Ying Ziye chuckled lightly and said loudly: "Didn't the King of Nanyue want to take my life for a long time?"
To be continued...