The ministers looked at each other, and one of them saluted King Zhao. Vertex Novel Updates Fastest
"Your Majesty, General Li has already been defeated."
"Hehehe." King Zhao let out a wry smile, suddenly, and he didn't know what he was laughing at, as if he was laughing at himself.
After laughing for a long time, he nodded, his eyes slumped: "The army is defeated, the army is defeated"
After a long time, he looked up at the crowd and asked, "Zhao Guo, is there a way out?"
The minister didn't know how to answer.
But after a while, someone said: "Your Majesty, Zhao Guo has no way out."
It was a very dignified middle-aged man, with a tall and straight body, staring at the person on the throne.
Zhao Wangqian raised his head to look at the middle-aged man, then lowered his eyes again: "Brother."
His face was ashen, and he asked intermittently: "Then, Zhao Guo, what else can I do?"
"Your Majesty." The middle-aged man looked at Zhao Wang with a bit of disappointment in his eyes, but then he said decisively: "Zhao Guo can fight!"
"Get back that Qin tiger and wolf!"
"Retire from Qin Dynasty?" King Zhao raised his eyes, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and said weakly, "How to withdraw from Qin Dynasty?"
"Now there are more than 150,000 troops in Handan, tens of thousands of soldiers from the palace army, and only more than 200,000 Qin troops. How can we not be an enemy?"
The middle-aged man, whom King Zhao called his elder brother, stood on the side of the ministers, looked at King Zhao who was seated, and said quietly.
"Your Majesty, I, Zhao Guo, should be a generation without greed and fear of death."
"Young Master Jia, be careful with your words." A minister whispered next to the middle-aged man.
This middle-aged man is actually the original son of Zhao Guo, son Jia.
The hall was quiet, and King Zhao sat on his seat holding his forehead.
The officials looked at King Zhao silently.
After a long time, Zhao Wang uttered a word in a low voice: "Hit!"
His eyes were fierce: "I really think Zhao Guo is afraid that this Qin country will fail!"
"hit!"
Young Master Jia looked at King Zhao and laughed, this is what the King of Zhao should look like.
The Qin army besieged Handan, but met with strong resistance from the Zhao army.
at the same time.
On the south bank of Weishui in South Korea, Wei Zhuang stood with a long sword in his hand, looking at the Qin army who was like a black cloud.
The armor on his body was cold, and the weird long sword in his hand seemed to be trembling slightly, making a slight clank.
The Korean soldiers behind him stood behind Wei Zhuang holding the spears in their hands, watching the approaching Qin army take half a step forward.
Wei Zhuang looked back and said lightly: "If there is no order, anyone who enters will be killed."
The South Korean soldiers stopped and watched Qin Jun raise his blade, his hands turned white.
The sound of Weishui waves behind him gradually rose.
The two armies looked at each other, and Wei Zhuang saw a man in the Qin army, wearing a gray robe, with a bronze sword on his waist.
Looking at that person, Wei Zhuang's mouth curled up into a cold smile, and a killing intent was entrenched on the blade in his hand.
Meng Wu looked at the South Korean army formation, the general in front of the army was very strange, with a head of pale hair, his eyes seemed to be looking at his side.
Meng Wu turned his head, but the Korean general was looking at a man in gray beside him.
This man is the palace sword master sent by King Qin.
The gray-clothed man seemed to be looking at the Korean general, and the sword intent surged on his body.
Meng Wu smiled: "Mr. Gai, how about leaving that person to you?"
Gai Nie glanced at Meng Wu, grabbed the sword at his waist, and nodded: "Thank you, General Meng."
"It's okay, South Korea, the fate of the country is over." Said, Meng Wu raised his spear.
"The whole army, charge forward!"
The Weishui was agitated by the sky-shattering momentum, and the intertwined spears, lights and weapons were reflected in the water surface.
It has been several days since the killing sound faded away.
Among the corpses whose heads could not be seen.
Wei Zhuang fell to the ground, half of his face was soaked in plasma, his eyes were forward, and he quietly looked at the person in front of him.
Gai Nie raised his sword, but finally put it down again. The long sword was inserted into Wei Zhuang's side, dragging his tired body, limping and preparing to leave.
"You, won't you kill me?" Wei Zhuang raised his head, his face was stained with blood and looked hideous.
Gai Nie turned his head, was silent for a while, looked into the distance, and said, "Qin Jun is coming soon."
He didn't say anything, just walked away on his own.
Wei Zhuang stood up with the sword in his hand and coughed.
Glancing at the figure walking away, he turned and prepared to leave.
Next time, I will kill you.
The Qin army attacked Xinzheng, South Korea within one month.
The gate of Xinzheng was closed tightly. Han Wang stood on the top of the city and looked at the rushing Qin army, with his hands weakly supporting the city wall.
The clouds were thick, and the army stepped forward. That kind of courage was suppressed in everyone's heart, and every sound was like a huge earthquake.
King Han was followed by a group of ministers, their faces pale.
Meng Wu stood in front of the city, looking at the flag on the city wall, the Korean characters were scrolling under the sky.
He raised his hand and shouted loudly.
"The city will set up a report to the king of Han. If the king of Han surrenders in half an hour, everyone in Xinzheng will be safe! If the king of Han does not surrender, the Qin army will attack the city! At that time, the city will be destroyed and everyone will die, and everyone will be to blame! Qin is not to blame!"
The voice echoed between the two armies.
Standing on the top of the city, the general who defended the city looked silently at King Han who was standing aside, gripping the long sword at his waist, knelt down for a long time.
"Your Majesty, we are willing to die with our bodies! Fight to the death with the Qin army!"
The soldiers on the top of the city held the weapons in their hands, fell silent for a while, and knelt down one by one.
There is nothing more than a death, it is better to be a Korean to die in battle, and to live up to the Koreans for a lifetime.
"I am willing to fight to the death!"
Among the ministers, Xiangguo Zhang Ping also came out, looked at King Han, and said loudly.
"I'm waiting, I'm willing to die with my body, and I don't want to lose my Korean backbone!"
All the ministers looked at each other, and finally smiled in relief as if they had figured something out.
Shaking their heads, they knelt down together.
"I don't want to lose my Korean backbone!"
King Han looked at the kneeling generals and ministers, his eyes were blank, and he nodded: "Get up."
Muttering: "Get up."
As he spoke, he looked at the South Korean flag rolled over the top of the city, and at the roof tiles inside the city.
Being a king is a king, what you bear is the weight of a country!
His eyes gradually seemed to have his own determination.
"The widow is incompetent"
"But the widow is still the king of Han."
He looked at the city for a long time.
It's like looking at your own Korea.
Then, he turned around and walked to the city wall step by step.
Looking at Qin Jun under the city, his face was flushed, with long tears in his eyes, and he roared.
"General Qin!"
"This king is here! Don't hurt my Korean people!"
"South Korea, surrender!"
Speaking of the figure standing on the top of the city, looking at the Wanjun, he howled angrily.
Jump down.
Roaring: "South Korea, surrender!"
South Korea was destroyed, and King Han died.
In the same year, the Qin army besieged Handan for a long time and could not attack. Because of the long-distance battle, the army was tight, and finally retreated.
Ahem, today, there is no third watch, let alone moving. Then some readers asked if I like Gintama, um, I like it quite a lot, this is a very good anime.