Xianyang Palace City is a huge palace building complex built in the ancient city of Xianyang, each city gate is set up in all directions, according to Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei Liuhe palace area set up six palace gates, the largest of which is the city gate, is also the main city gate of Xianyang Palace City - Chu Gate, is built in the south of Xianyang Palace City, sits in the direction of north and south.

On the majestic tower of Trumen City, Arthur is standing in it, holding a sword on the ground with both hands, a strong armor, carrying the shield of oaths, and his face is solemn, like a guard knight. Not far behind him, Zhong Wuyan was lying on a wooden recliner, humming a little tune leisurely—the simple and cheerful rhythm.

Ordered by Ying Zheng, Arthur and Zhong Wuyan came to the main gate of Xianyang Palace to supervise the defenders and guard the imperial city. At first, they felt very indebted in their hearts, and they really wanted to lead their troops back to Lingcheng to save their subordinates and their small soldiers, but Yingzheng was silent and had to let go. Later, Arthur calmly defended the city, and Zhong Wuyan asked the soldiers to bring a chaise longue to the city tower, lay down on it leisurely, and began to take a nap while shaking and humming songs.

"Zhong Wuyan......" Arthur looked sideways at Zhong Wuyan, who was lying on the recliner and swaying, and suddenly said, "How ...... I ask you?" Zhong Wuyan opened his eyes and looked at Arthur shallowly, "What do you want to ask?" ”

"Who is that swordsman named Miyamoto who is guarding His Majesty's side?" Arthur paused for a moment and asked in a deep voice. "Oh...... You ask Miyamoto......" Zhong Wuyan closed his eyes and said leisurely, "Ask me for news, a hundred gold coins at a time." "Real money?" Arthur was dull for a moment, looked at Zhong Wuyan and asked slowly. "Well, real money." Zhong Wuyan opened his eyes and looked at Arthur and said seriously. The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and Arthur suddenly said to Zhong Wuyan with a serious face: "I don't have any money on me now, can I owe it first?" Hearing Arthur's serious answer, Zhong Wuyan burst out laughing, sitting on the recliner and laughing non-stop. "Ahahahaha...... Oops, big head, why the are you so serious, you laugh to death! Zhong Wuyan laughed while patting the recliner. Okay, okay, you don't have to give money......" Seeing Arthur's serious and surprised look, Zhong Wuyan wiped the tears of laughter with his hand and said, "Lao Tzu will give you a free first time!" ”

"Miyamoto, full name Miyamoto Musashi, a sword maniac, has been wandering the rivers and lakes for 30 years, and he likes to find strong people to duel all day long, and he wants to become the number one swordsman in the world - in fact, I think he is fucking playing with swords and playing stupid, and he doesn't want money, family, relatives, anything, he just wants to be the first in the world!" "He still has family?" Arthur asked. As soon as Arthur asked, Zhong Wuyan suddenly stopped talking, his expression was a little stiff, and then he said slowly: "There used to be...... But now...... All dead. ”

"His hometown is a small country without a government on the edge of the Tang Dynasty, to put it bluntly, it is actually like a huge village gathering place, but there are many mysterious things there, so the reputation spreads far and wide, no matter what strange things people hear, as long as they hear that it is from there, they feel that it is normal - you should have also heard of it, there, it is Fusang."

"So coming from such a mysterious place, it seems that Miyamoto's character is not difficult to understand...... I've heard that he used to have a family, a loved one, and maybe even a child...... But that's all in the past. A few years ago, Fuso was destroyed, all the houses, all the cars and horses were destroyed, and maybe the people, all died...... Among them, there are all of Miyamoto's family. ”

"So speaking of which, Miyamoto is also a very poor person, wandering for half his life, immersed in the sword, he can't help but catch nothing, and he has lost all his family members......" Zhong Wuyan couldn't stop when she said it, and in the end, she herself was actually a little melancholy. Fuso destroyed? Why ......?" Arthur asked, grasping the point. "I don't know" Zhong Wuyan shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "I only know that all this is related to one person - Xu Fu!" ”

"Xu Fu ......" Arthur silently muttered this name in his heart, and couldn't help but palpitate, almost all the big events he heard in Qin Chu were related to this person, all related to this person who was already dead, and now, he heard this name again.

"Therefore, in order to take revenge, Miyamoto came to Qin Chu, and after being subdued by Emperor Yingzheng, he hacked to death the livestock raised by Xu Fu's son of a bitch with us. After Xu Fu's animal died, in order to meet a more powerful person, he stayed with Emperor Yingzheng and acted as a guard. Zhong Wuyan shook the recliner and said scoldingly.

"You seem to ...... I hate Xu Fu too? Arthur asked casually. Hearing this, Zhong Wuyan subconsciously pressed the shaking recliner, looked at Arthur with serious eyes, and said hatefully: "Because Xu Fu also killed my brothers and sisters, Lao Tzu also has a grudge against him!" "Not only me and Miyamoto, Bian Que, Bai Qi, including Emperor Yingzheng, every one of us who stays in this Xianyang Palace has a grudge against Xu Fu!" It's not enough to fuck him dead ten times! ”

At the same time that Arthur and Zhong Wuyan were talking, a heavily armed Praetorian Guard was patrolling from the downstairs of Trumen City, with discipline and morale, in fact, there were two such Praetorian Guards on both sides of Trumen, and they were always guarding the security of the perimeter of Xianyang Palace City with their hands on their scabbards. This is the Imperial City Guards of Xianyang Palace, and there are a total of eight Janissaries in the patrol part, of which six teams patrol outside the six palace gates in turn, ensuring that each city gate can be patrolled by troops throughout the day. The other two Praetorian Guards were always stationed at Chumen, the main gate of Xianyang Palace, to strengthen the main defense of the main gate.

And in the forest outside Xianyang Palace, a pair of cold and sharp eyes were hidden in the dark and quietly observing all this. Han Xin leaned over behind the thick branches, trying his best to contain his voice so that Arthur and Zhong Wuyan, who were guarding above Truman, would not notice him. After a battle with Bai Qi in Yingshan Gorge, Han Xin could judge that Wang Zhaojun should be imprisoned in this Xianyang Palace City now, as for the situation, he didn't dare to guess anymore, but no matter what, he must rescue Wang Zhaojun first! Han Xin had entered Xianyang Palace City with Xiang Yu, and he was very clear about the situation of the guards here, and its strictness was by no means something that ordinary people could desecrate, but now he wanted to sneak in. Coming to Xianyang Palace City alone, Han Xin may be impulsive, but he is by no means reckless. He knew that it was impossible for him to challenge the many powerhouses in the Xianyang Palace alone, and he was not even able to face a Bai Qi. But he still has to come, and he can come at all costs for the sake of Wang Zhaojun.

No matter what, he wants to rescue Wang Zhaojun, who is imprisoned in Xianyang Palace! So Han Xin's goal is very clear, he just wants to rescue Wang Zhaojun, as long as he does this, nothing else matters, so he can't break through, let alone fight with Arthur and Zhong Wuyan.

The night is long and dreamy, and he must avoid the many dangers of Xianyang Palace, sneak in, find Wang Zhaojun and rescue her...... Of course, if everything goes as he thinks. Han Xin has now figured out the situation of the guards on the periphery of Xianyang Palace, six Praetorian Guard troops patrol in turn, two Praetorian Guard troops are guarding Trumen, and most importantly, Arthur and Zhong Wuyan, two strong men whose strength is no less than him, are also guarding Trumen......

From this point of view, the problem is obvious, he must not sneak in from Trumen, if he wants to avoid Arthur and Zhong Wuyan, he will have to go to the farthest city gate from Trumen, and calculate that they have a huge torso of two and a half meters, and even block the sunlight, and in the dim confinement room, you can only vaguely see the turbid corpse blood flowing slowly on their bodies, and they all have pupilless black eyes, and roar at the white cracked mouth standing against the wall, the mouth that extends to the ear is so terrifying no matter how you look at it, It was as if they were tearing their huge mouths apart with all their might and painlessly, just to bite off the living thing in front of them.

And on the ground, there are still a few corpse demons slowly crawling out of the blood pool, they move very slowly but are full of unconscious murderous aura, a large amount of corpse blood drips from the back of their rise, and falls in the blood pool, making a sound like flowing water, but this is not clear and pure flowing water, this is corpse blood, used to make corpse blood of corpse demons! Bai Qi stood quietly by the wall, corpse blood almost stained his armor, and at this moment, more than a dozen corpse demons who were not afraid of pain or death surrounded him from all directions, and accumulated, ready to pounce again. White up, there is no way back.

But he doesn't need a way out, he came here to tame these powerful demon beasts with no humanity and no consciousness, so that they can be used by Ying Zheng and help Ying Zheng block the artillery fire, swords and guns on the front line of the war. The corpse demon is not afraid of pain and death, is he afraid? He is a person who terrifies all people! Bai Qi shook his right hand, shook off the corpse blood flowing on the dark gold sickle, and raised four razor-sharp eyes to look directly at the dozen or so blood-soaked corpse demons.

"Come on! Beast!!! "Through the battle helmet, Bai Qi let out a roar, his right arm vibrate, the magic blue surged, and the dark gold scythe like a string moon swirled out—" Echo of Blood!! Stepping on the swift boots made by Mozi, Han Xin walked like the wind, and rushed to the farthest Han Gate opposite Truman at the fastest speed. Han Xin, who was sneaking in the forest, withdrew the magic blue energy that was surging into the boots when he saw Han Men from afar, and at the same time made the gun point to the ground, a light and swift turn, while dissolving the inertia of a height speed, trying not to make too much noise. After stopping, Han Xin immediately hid under a big tree, restrained his voice, and keenly observed the situation of Han Gate's guards at this time.

At this time, there happened to be a Praetorian Guard patrolling outside the Han Gate. But except for a few sword-wielding soldiers on the castle tower, there are not too many troops...... "Great......" Han Xin secretly rejoiced, judging from the situation he observed, the guard of Han Gate was very lax, and there was no strength that could match him. But despite this, it is important to be cautious and try to avoid being discovered by the powerful forces inside the palace......

Han Xin stood on the branch of a big tree, looked at the Praetorian Guard from a distance, and calculated a little, the whole time for a Praetorian Guard to patrol through a palace gate was about half an hour, and now this army has gone through a twenty-five minute journey, and it will take about ten minutes for the next Praetorian Guard army to enter the line of sight of the Han Gate - that is, he has about five minutes to use, these five minutes, he will rush to the Han Gate, quietly knock down the eight sword-wielding soldiers on the Han Gate, and at the same time infiltrate the Xianyang Palace City.

"Five minutes is enough!" Han Xin said silently, and at this moment all his attention was on the Praetorian Guard, waiting for them to go away. As soon as they are out of Hanmen's line of sight, he will act immediately! Five minutes was fast, and when he saw the Praetorian Guard disappear at the end of his sight, Han Xin's calf instantly burst out with huge power, and the branches under his feet were instantly broken, and the elastic force was reversed, his body passed through the branches and leaves, and in one fell swoop, the sword-wielding soldiers who were slack in their consciousness just stood at the head of the city and made a appearance, and they didn't think about what situation to deal with at all, but they were standing in the mighty Xianyang Palace, who didn't dare to break in? But the thought only lasted in their minds for the last second!

Without warning, the red-haired man shot arrows out of the bushes of the forest, and rushed into their field of vision with great momentum!

The sword-wielding soldiers didn't have time to draw their swords, so Han Xin stepped on the whirlwind of his feet and walking boots, forcibly raised his jump height, and jumped straight up the nearly 100-meter-high city tower with his spear. "Assault gun!" The extremely sharp tip of the spear pierced the iron-clad chest of the soldier in front of him the moment Han Xin jumped onto the tower. Drawing his gun with one hand and turning, Han Xin's blade quickly pointed to the left, knocking down four more sword-wielding soldiers with a random stab, and then lifting his foot to kick the wall, the spear blade rebounded with his body in reverse, and hit the last three sword-wielding soldiers.

Eight sword-wielding soldiers landed on the ground at about the same time, and Han Shin pulled the red-stained blade from the belly of the last soldier. "A minute." Han Xin faced Xianyang Palace and shook away a shot of enemy blood. One minute, Han Shin only took one minute. There were four minutes left, but Han Xin did not hesitate at all, and jumped into the Xianyang Palace, which was full of dangers, without hesitation! However, just a moment after Han Xin jumped into Xianyang Palace, a black shadow appeared on the ground where he had stood before, and the ghost eyes poked out a black shadow, staring at Han Xin's figure falling into Xianyang Palace with wide pupils. - Xianyang Miyagi, Truman.

After listening to Zhong Wuyan's words, Arthur was silent for a long time...... Thinking in his heart, sure enough, everything is for a reason, their group of people can gather together in the dark, in addition to Ying Zheng's personal strategy, there is really a deeper and firmer reason, that is, hatred, the hatred of Xu Fu intertwined their fates three years ago, and Ying Zheng, as the core, grabbed this rope that was twisted together, and started his personal journey of imperial power.

"But Xu Fu died three years ago......" After a long time, Arthur spoke up again, "Even if you don't understand the hatred, the hatred is over, and why do you continue to follow Yingzheng?" ”

"I thought you held it back for so long because you wanted to ask me the story of how Xu Fu killed my relatives......" Zhong Wuyan glanced at Arthur from a distance and said with a pout.

(End of chapter)