Chapter 1: I Have a Friend (Part I)

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Xianyang, Qin Palace, the main hall.

This place is the place where the ministers of the Qin Dynasty Assembly and the foreign envoys were received, and after the current Qin King Yingzheng succeeded to the throne, it was greatly repaired, and the end was extremely gorgeous, and the magnificence was thousands. However, in this dignified and solemn place, at this time, the people were panicking, and the guards and ministers of His Royal Highness were shouting in a panic: "The king quickly draw his sword, the king quickly draw his sword!" ”

Ying Zheng, who was chased by Jing Ke, heard this cry and scolded himself for being stupid. That Jing Ke is just holding a dagger, but he is wearing the sword of the Son of Heaven "Tai'a", how can he be afraid of this guy?

Besides, the widow is the king of a country, how can he be so embarrassed to be hunted down and killed by a common people?

He walked around a pillar, stretched out his hand, drew his sword, and stabbed at Jing Ke. "Tai'a" is the sword of the world, the quality is higher than the dagger in Jing Ke's hand, not to mention, the most important thing is that the sword is long and the dagger is short, the sword is heavy and the dagger is light, and this first sword almost flew the blade in Jing Ke's hand. Next, Ying Zheng made up his mind and showed the swordsmanship he had practiced since he was a child, hitting Jing Ke several times in succession, and finally stabbed Jing Ke hard in the thigh.

Blood splashed with the blade, Jing Ke finally couldn't support it anymore, he wasn't a professional assassin after all, he was just bold. Now that his legs have been severely injured and his mobility has been greatly reduced, the idea of kidnapping King Qin can no longer be realized!

He sat down on the ground, looked at the panting Ying Zheng, and scolded with a smile: "If it weren't for my friend not coming, even if you pulled out the long sword today, it would be useless!" ”

Ying Zheng sneered and said: "The widow's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, it is the Jingchu swordsman, the Yan Zhao ranger, who can be a lone sword?" ”

Jing Ke laughed, although he was covered in blood, he did not lose his pride, he still put the dagger on the ground, and said: "Cheng Wang is defeated, today I am defeated, just say it." ”

Ying Zheng stared at Jing Ke for a while, and with a wave of his hand, he asked the armor to arrest Jing Ke. Three days later, Jing Ke was torn apart in the city.

This assassination alarmed the government and opposition of the Qin State, and there was a lot of discussion in Xianyang City, and the commotion soon spread in all directions. But under the suppression of Qin Lu, it didn't take long for the commotion to subside, but everyone knew that King Yingzheng of Qin would never stop there.

Although the Yan Kingdom is far away, how can it stop the anger of the King of Qin?

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers can level everything for their king!

As for Jing Ke, he was just an assassin, and he was a fool-type assassin with only five combat power, so who would take him to heart? Maybe Prince Yan Ji Dan will be sad about this, but he won't make such a peerless move as "Heaven and Earth Shock", so he can only be sad.

Moreover, he was not sad for long, and was soon killed by his father, the current King of Yan, and sent his head to King Yingzheng of Qin, hoping to appease King Qin's monstrous anger.

Ridiculous, right?

A lot of people find it ridiculous, and a lot of people find it pathetic. The king of a country can only pray for peace in this way. Chen Cheng didn't think it was ridiculous, nor did he feel pathetic. He just picked up the bamboo tube hanging from his waist, pulled out the stopper, and poured the turbid wine inside on the loess at the entrance of the Qin Palace.

The cork was pulled open, and the faint aroma of wine spread in all directions. A group of Qin Army soldiers who were passing by stopped, and the officer leading the team was suspicious and looked at Chen Cheng coldly. In recent years, wars between countries have been frequent, and the people have long been miserable.

His face sank. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" ”

"Huh?" As soon as Chen Cheng's hand loosened, the bamboo tube fell, and the residual wine wet his trouser legs.

The boy seemed to be a little panicked, looked left and right, and stumbled under his feet, crashing into the left chief. Zuo Shuchang was angry in his heart, picked up the horsewhip, and was about to give this kid a hardship, but unexpectedly, his waist was cold, and his strength dissipated instantly.

Chen Cheng pretended to approach this Qin general, pulled out the short sword at his waist, stabbed this man to death with a single sword, and then pulled him off his horse. The officer also had more than a dozen Qin army warriors around him, all of whom were the most courageous warriors, but where did these people think that someone would dare to kill people in front of the heavily guarded palace?

Rao is that they are all elite soldiers, and they all have knighthoods, so they can't help but slow down. In the time of this beat, Chen Cheng killed, seized the bronze sword and Changge, turned over and jumped on horseback.

The horse was bought from the Yiqu people, and it was very handsome. The change that happened just now made it a little restless, and the change of owner on its back also made it very unhappy, turning in place, and snorting in its nose.

Chen Cheng stretched out his hand and pulled its ear, and said, "Horse, horse, it's up to you now!" ”

It's strange to say, the war horse is short-tempered on weekdays, and after being pulled by Chen Cheng twice, he actually calmed down. At this time, the Qin army on the side finally reacted, and they roared angrily and drew their weapons, about to cut this madman who dared to be presumptuous in front of the palace into meat sauce.

"Dang!" Chen Cheng used his sword in his left hand to block the stabbing short sword, and with a shake of his right hand, Chang Ge stabbed into the throat of a Qin army sharp soldier.

The young man knew that he had already alarmed the Qin army, and it would not be long before a steady stream of soldiers would surround him, and even if he was beaten with iron, he would not be able to stop many people from besieging him. He clamped his legs around the horse's belly. The war horse under his crotch seemed to know his thoughts, neighed, struggled to open his hooves, knocked through the two sharp soldiers who blocked the way, and rushed into the Qin Palace!

"There are assassins! There are assassins! ”

The shouts rang out. The archers guarding the enemy tower quickly took off their longbows, drew their bowstrings, took a slight aim, and then shot their arrows. The sound of "whirring" breaking through the air sounded in his ears, and Chen Cheng leaned down and urged the war horse to rush forward.

In just a few dozen paces, the horse had already increased its speed. But it wasn't enough, Chen Cheng shouted, "Faster!" ”

From the palace gate to the main hall, you have to pass through more than a dozen palaces, and there are more than a dozen guards guarded by armor soldiers and crossbowmen, and it takes a lot of effort to kill them one by one. So......

Horses, horses, it's all up to you today!

The war horse galloped excitedly, crossed the threshold, rushed along the royal road over the bluestone paved road, and rushed onto the plank road in the sky. Chen Cheng slashed with his sword and stabbed with Changge, killed the guards of the plank road, and ran to the palace. In just a few dozen breaths of practice, he killed no less than thirty Qin army armor soldiers, with a sword in the front chest and two arrows stuck in his back.

As if he didn't know the pain, he rampage through the Qin Palace alone.

In the main hall, King Yingzheng of Qin was discussing the crusade against Yan with the senior generals of the country. In His Highness, there were dozens of armor soldiers armed with short swords. This is a lesson learned from the last time, when Jing Ke broke out, the guards of His Royal Highness didn't even have a weapon in their hands, and this kind of thing naturally couldn't be allowed to happen again.

Everyone has been prepared for the crusade against Yan Kingdom. The state of Qin is a huge war machine, and the soldiers from top to bottom have to live on this war machine, they need military merits, they need titles, they need rewards, they need war spoils, and they need the war to continue.

It was the national policy of the Qin State to flatten the heroes, and the only difference was which one to deal with first. Since Prince Yan made the move to assassinate the prince, the next strategic direction is, of course, the Yan Kingdom.

The national lieutenant was in front of the map, telling the Qin king Yingzheng, Prime Minister Li Si and others in detail about the route of the march, when he heard shouts outside. Ying Zheng's face immediately became gloomy, after the last assassination, he executed hundreds of guards and royals in a rage, how long has it been? Why does someone in the palace dare to shout?

The shouts are getting closer, and the sound of horses' hooves stepping on the bluestone slabs is also ringing?

Someone riding a horse in the palace? This is a great sin to destroy the three tribes!

Ying Zheng suddenly straightened up and stood up from the ground. He pushed away the guards who had approached, walked out of the main hall quickly, and looked at the wide square in front of the main hall, and saw a man riding a war horse, holding a sword in his right hand, speeding across the royal road, and the bronze sword waved lightly, cutting down a armorer holding a long ge.

The soldier, dressed in leather armor and holding a long ge, bravely headed towards the galloping war horse, but he fell into the air, was slashed on the shoulder by a sword, and was instantly cut in half. The soldier was not dead for a moment, blood and internal organs were spilled all over the ground, and a terrible howl sounded on the ground.

The corner of Ying Zheng's eyes jumped, and he said contemptuously: "Another assassin? The remnants of the Six Kingdoms are really not afraid of death! ”

His Royal Highness's more than thirty armor soldiers lined up in two rows, blocking the way. Chen Cheng quickly glanced around, there were still several roads around the hall that could lead to the main hall, but they were all too narrow and not suitable for war horses to gallop.

He raised his head and met Ying Zheng's gaze, and couldn't help laughing.

Although he was seriously injured now, and the war horse only had one breath left, it ..... But......

So what?!!!

He clamped the horse's belly hard and slammed into Changge, who was like a forest. Everyone in the hall was stunned, and Wang Jian couldn't help but say: "It's a warrior, it's just a pity." ”

Wei Yu said: "Such a rebellious person, it is best to die!" ”

Ying Zheng snorted coldly.

The sound of the wind in his ears became louder, and the war horse galloped wildly, rushing towards Changge. Although the armorers knew that their own advantage was great, they couldn't help but feel their hearts beat wildly in the face of this situation. In the face of hundreds of pounds of objects rushing wildly, not everyone has a big heart that does not change.

Fifty steps, forty steps, thirty steps, twenty steps........ Ten steps!

The armorers clung to the long weapons in their hands, and several armorers in the back row also threw out throwing weapons such as battle axes.

Then, in full view of everyone, the horse leaped up with all his might, stepped over two rows of armor, and landed heavily on the slope with all four hooves.

Captain shook his whole body, took a few steps forward, snatched the dagger from the guard's hand, and threw it at the madman.

Chen Cheng had just pulled out the axe on his shoulder and casually hacked to death a medical officer who was passing by in a panic, when he saw a cold light flash in front of him, and the short sword was inserted into the chest of the war horse under his crotch. The war horse neighed in grief, its hooves weakened, and it fell to the ground with a slump.

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