Fusu has long understood this truth, but when it comes out of Yingzheng's mouth, the taste is different.

He suddenly felt a little sorry for this man.

"If he can be used by my Great Qin......"

"Then he could die. ”

Interrupt, mercilessly.

"Daqin is not South Korea, and the widow is not Han Zhaohou. He admired the art of Huang Lao, and the widow was better at learning from Han Feizi's Legalist style.

At the beginning of the Great Qin, the world was undecided, the old people of the Spring and Autumn Period hated to the bones, and they wanted to eat the flesh of the widow raw, if I used the art of Huang Lao to govern them, I am afraid that the next day someone would take off the head of this master. ”

"Fusu, can you understand?" Ying Zheng stood behind Fusu, looking at the various Wenchen generals in front of him, squinting slightly, and looking at them one by one.

"I can't trust these people. ”

Qin Shi Huang looked at the man named Lu Buwei, and his expression finally fluctuated.

It was a kind of killing intent, the killing intent of the king to be angry and bleed thousands of miles.

"Then can you trust me?" Fusu was shocked, and the look in his eyes darkened as if he was dead.

"I can't believe it. Ying Zheng replied decisively without the slightest hesitation.

However, he has a second story.

Of course I know what you have done, you are kind and close to the people, very good, and you are really fit to be the king of a country.

However, have you ever thought that our Great Qin has not only the people of Great Qin, but also the orphans of the Six Kingdoms of Han, Zhao, Wei, Chu, and Yanqi! No matter how well we treat them, there will always be a thorn in their hearts, and they will not be able to pull it out.

At this time, you can only make them die.

Your love for your people is very rare, but when you put these emotions on someone who just wants to kill you, it is tantamount to killing yourself!

Do you think, with such a you, can I trust Daqin to you?" At this point, Ying Zheng's voice was a lot lower, with a hint of reprimand.

"Father...... Fusu didn't know what to say for a while, the world that he had experienced for thousands of years was like a dream, and he went back to more than two thousand years ago, back to the time when the son Fusu.

"That's it, it's all gone. ”

Ying Zheng turned around and took a step.

This time, there was only one person in the city.

"Qin thief!" the man scolded, didn't ask his name or surname, and didn't report his home. "If you can kill me, come and kill me! Use this despicable means to ruin my reputation! Qin thief!"

Fusu had already guessed this person.

"This is the key to winning the Zhao State, this person dies, and the Zhao State dies. Ying Zheng looked at the figure in front of him, and there was some jealousy in his eyes.

Even if he died, he was still afraid.

Li Mu died, and Zhao Guo died.

"A good minister also needs a good king. If it weren't for this King Zhao Youmiao helping us kill this Li Mu, this battle for the deer, I'm afraid it would be difficult to say who would kill the deer. "Yingzheng is a little proud, a little arrogant.

When encountering an opponent like Zhao Youmiao and Wang Qian, of course, he should be proud.

"You are proud! The former Wu Zi hung his head above the city, and watched Wu die in Zhao! Now you have imprisoned me here, and I will wait for Er Qin to die in the second!" Li Mu frantically tugged at the iron chains on his limbs, his eyes locked on Ying Zheng, and his eyes were vicious.

If he knew that Qin Zhen died in the second, he might only sit on the ground and laugh at Yingzheng.

It's a pity that he was locked in this city, and he couldn't go, and he couldn't get out.

"It's this person who ate nearly 300,000 soldiers and horses of my Great Qin. Ying Zheng walked towards Li Mu, his right hand bluffing.

The iron chains on Li Mu's body turned into countless hands, dragging him tightly, making him unable to move for half a minute.

This is the hundreds of thousands of Great Qin Armor Warriors!

The white bones are covered with a thousand frosts, and the saga covers the hazelnuts.

Fusu suddenly remembered the fourteenth book of "Ancient Style" written by Li Bai for Li Mu, and the momentum of the generals is nothing more than that, right?

"You should blame you King Zhao Youmiao, who has no eyes and no beads, and believes that Guo Kai's slander. Ying Zheng stood in front of Li Mu, with a cold face, and refused to even give a sneer.

"Qin thief!" Li Mu suddenly burst out, trying to break away from the sea of corpses and blood behind him, and rushed straight to Yingzheng.

But he was only one man after all.

"Foolish loyalty!" Ying Zheng shook his sleeves fiercely and turned his back.

And Li Mu can only be swallowed up in the sea of corpses and blood.

"Korea was defeated by its narrow territory, and Zhao was defeated by its monarch's mediocrity, one narrow-minded and the other mediocre, all of which should not be had by a king. Ying Zheng patted Fusu's shoulder, his face serious.

It seems that I haven't seen such a father for a long time.

I don't know why, Fusu suddenly felt that there was something more in his heart, and he panicked, and wanted to pull it out but couldn't find an opening.

It's as painful as suffocation.

"Do you know, why did I kill those 400,000 surrendered soldiers?" Ying Zheng felt the monstrous blood behind him and did not look back.

He knew what those people looked like.

"If you don't kill those Zhao people, one day they will rebel again, it is a secret thorn in the back of our army. Only by killing them can we ensure that the rear of my Great Qin is worry-free. Of course, Fusu heard my father talk about this unjust war, the first battle of Changping pitted 400,000 enemies, and the first unrighteous battle in the Spring and Autumn Period.

"It seems that you still remember a lot of the knowledge that was given to you back then. Ying Zheng stroked his beard with satisfaction, and looked at Fusu with a softness he had never seen before.

This is his most satisfying son, Fusu.

However, this is only a superficial statement. In fact, the purpose of killing these 400,000 soldiers is to protect my Great Qin for eternity!" Ying Zheng's eyes instantly sharpened, looking at the million Yin soldiers in front of him, as if he had returned to the time when the six countries were merged.

What a thrill it is!

"This is what I left behind, a million Yin soldiers!"

Fusu finally understood why he wanted to kill 400,000 soldiers.

Too cruel, too real.

"Is it because of General Meng Tian?" Fusu lifted his sleeves and looked at the feathers on his arms.

Or maybe it's because of Bi Fang.

"Yes, but for now, the key is on you. ”

Really.

"Back then, Bi Fang rescued the Yellow Emperor from the hands of Chiyou's souls, and sealed Chiyou's hundreds of thousands of souls in Mount Tai, which will be passed down for eternity. Ying Zheng looked at Fusu with burning eyes, looked at Bi Fang in his eyes, and smiled loudly.

"And I, locked those 400,000 Zhao soldiers under Changping for my Great Qin!"

What is sonorous is iron-blooded coldness.

He is the initiator of the unjust war in the Spring and Autumn Period, the iron-blooded emperor who united the six countries, and the emperor of the ages!

"Father, the emperor......" Fusu was a little distracted when he heard all this, he has always been in history in the name of benevolence, and now he is a little frustrated when he hears Yingzheng's words.

But soon, his grief faded away, coming and going in a hurry.

He almost forgot that he wasn't just Fusu.

"If benevolence can lead to troubled times, why not do it? But have you seen the fate of the Chu State? In troubled times, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and faith can't help you. Ying Zheng raised his right hand, and pointed his two fingers as a sword to the sky, impassioned.

"Just like now, do you still have half a tael of righteousness?"

Ying Zheng's words woke him up.

He is no longer Fusu.

"Who are you!" Styx's eyes suddenly sharpened, and a red flame in his hand.

Phoenix Fire.

"I am the king of heaven and earth!" Ying Zheng stomped his foot fiercely, and the endless river rushed out, engulfing Fu Su Shengsheng.

"Back then, King Wei Hui was also quite painstaking in building the beams, not to mention the high walls of the city, and the water kings were densely covered all around, and that moat was enough to block my 300,000 soldiers and horses in Daqin!

It's a pity, born in water, died in water. Ying Zheng looked at the flooded Daliang City, his expression was complicated, and he didn't know whether to remember or sigh.

Watch the waves sleep!

"Let's feel this feeling first, I don't blame you for the death of Great Qin, but if this world dies, you will be a sinner for the ages. ”

What a frustration this should be.

Ying Zheng leaned on the head of the city, watching the waves come in and rage. The wind with a hint of moisture swept across his face, leaving a few marks on it.

It's like time is a knife.

"It's been so long, and the taste is still so real. Ying Zheng sniffed vigorously and closed his eyes. "It's embarrassing to die like this, right?"

There was a rancid stench in the wind, and the smell of rotting wood.

Rotten.

Ying Zheng frowned a little distressedly, but he still didn't say a word, his right hand was tightly clasped on the city wall, powerful but weak.

If he could, he would have gone out himself.

"Son, not all monarchs can be benevolent