The young emperor Hu Hai was already colorless in the face of the bloody killing. He never thought that it was not a thief who rushed into the palace, but the dignified Xianyang Ling Yan Le.

"Where is the prime minister; The guards order the servants to shoot, the left and right guards, where is it? Hu Hai shouted urgently, but no matter how he called, he didn't see a palace guard come forward to intercept him.

As early as two months ago, the command of the Praetorian Guard was controlled by Yan Le, although the palace guard ordered the servant to shoot a member of the clan, but he was alone, and he could not turn the sky upside down.

The guard is dead, and the rest will not come back. According to Hu Hai's cool temperament, the Lang officials who served him lived in fear, and where would they think of offending the powerful Prime Minister Zhao Gao and Xianyang Ling Yan Le.

Hu Hai panicked and fled to the direction of Fushou Palace, where the Empress Dowager Liji and Princess Zhao Yuman of Huating lived.

It's a pity that before he approached Fushou Palace, Yan Le, whose eyes were red, had already strode forward, and stepped Hu Hai on the ground with one foot, and the ruthless Yan Le waved his hand left and right, and gave Hu Hai two resounding slaps, making the emperor's eyes go straight to Venus.

"You, you dare to hit me?" Hu Hai covered his face and shouted in pain.

"It's you who beat you, if it weren't for your arrogance and indulgence, wanton killing, and unreasonableness, everyone in the world betrayed you, how could Lao Tzu be so unlucky, now that you are going to die, let's go together!" Yan Le sneered, and the cold sword edge pressed against Hu Hai's fat neck, and a few drops of blood suddenly appeared.

"Don't kill me, I will give up the throne!" Hu Hai cried out in pain. In the face of the fear of death, the murderous young emperor behaved extremely unbearably.

Man, in the midst of despair, is often his nature.

Hu Hai begged bitterly, just to survive once.

At this time, in his heart, he must also regret it. It's a pity that everything was late. At that moment, Li Ji and Zhao Yuman, who heard the sound of killing outside, also ran over in a hurry, and when they saw Yan Le's bloody blade and dead corpses on the ground, these two pampered women who had barely experienced any storms immediately fainted.

"That, that's really not good, General Yan, you go and tell the prime minister, I can stop being the king, I will be a marquis of ten thousand households." Hu Hai wailed and wept, and his voice was miserable, no different from those attendants who had been tortured to death by him.

Hu Hai burst into tears, completely losing the style of an emperor.

In the face of life and death decisions, the emperor and the commoners are actually the same fairness.

At this time, he naively thought that Prime Minister Zhao Gao was going to kill him and replace him, but he didn't know that the city head changed the Great King Banner, and even Zhao Gao ended up running away. Hu Hai is not only naïve, but also stupid, how can the emperor sit if he wants to, come down when he wants to, since ancient times, no emperor who has stepped down, none of them has a good end.

Yan Le sneered and shook his head in refusal.

Kill Hu Hai, even if he Yan Le is dead, he can become famous in the world, and in the future history, when it comes to killing the faint monarch, his name Yan Le will always be indispensable.

"Wanhu Hou?" Yan Le snorted lightly, looking at Hu Hai's tearful appearance, he felt a burst of disdain in his heart, this kind of soft-boned guy is actually the son of the First Emperor, it is really an insult to the First Emperor.

"If it doesn't work out, then I'll be an ordinary person with my wife and children!" Seeing that Yan Le didn't answer, Hu Hai faintly gave birth to a little hope in his heart.

"Haha, win Hu Hai, to tell you the truth, today is the most desperate day for my Yan Le, and it is also the happiest day, you still go to the Netherworld to be a common man!" Yan Le listened to this, and unceremoniously slashed Hu Hai's throat with a sword.

Blood poured out of Hu Hai's plump neck.

One by one, with the stench of blood, this is the consequence of Hu Hai being frightened and incontinent. Yan Le glanced at Hu Hai, who collapsed to the ground like a dead dog, with a vivid sense of pleasure, what is the royal family, what is the magnates, in this troubled world, they are just a floating cloud.

Yan Le strode out of the palace.

power, he has no attachment.

feelings, a dispute with Zhao Rong, he was already disheartened.

Zhao Rong, a woman who is greedy for money, is afraid that she is still guarding the more than 20 carts of wealth.

In this world of Kyushu, as long as there is a gully in the chest, there is a scenery everywhere, and it is not bad to be a high-roller and a ranger without being an intriguing official.

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In the city of Xianyang.

Like a rolling cloud, a group of officials of the Zhao family who were high in the past were like rats crossing the street, or hidden, or beaten, or crowded at the city gate, and the poor extravagant hope to escape luckily.

Li Si's father and son were almost killed, and Tingwei Prison was robbed.

Zhao Gao fled.

Emperor Hu Hai was stabbed to death by Yan Le, and the city was in chaos. Feng Chang won the child and began to organize some officials, fangzheng, and fathers and elders in the city to maintain order.

The scouts continued to send back the latest news, and the scenes were like thriller movies in later generations, which made people dizzy.

Li Yuan listened to the news one after another, there was no expression of excitement or disappointment on his face, everything was expected by him, the only thing that could change was that Zhao Gao actually left a group of subordinates and ran away first. The dignified prime minister of the Qin State only took three cars full of soft wealth and silk out of the city, and it was difficult for him to think that this pass was thousands of miles away, and with a few people in Zhao Gao, he could reach the Thorn Plains safely.

"General rest assured, Luo Jia's cavalry should have arrived in Huaide County by now, and Zhao Thief can't escape." Chen Ping was also a little annoyed by Zhao Gao's non-cooperation, in his opinion, when he was the leader of Shili, he always had to have some responsibility, how could he leave a group of subordinates and escape first.

Originally, in order to intercept the reinforcements of Zhanghan, the Luo Jia troops happened to block Zhao Gao's way, and with the speed of Luo Jia's cavalry, Zhao Gao could be chased and captured in less than half a day.

"Zhao Thief is already a glowworm after the autumn, so there is nothing to worry about. What we need to think about now is the strategic direction after entering the city. Li Yuan nodded and said to Chen Ping.

As soon as Hu Hai died, the throne was vacant, and who would be the emperor of the Qin State at sunset, it became subtle, and judging from the historical records, the royal family of Ying Ziying, that is, the third Qin in history, seems to be justified, and now, Xianyang is about to fall into the hands of Li Yuan.