After the Qin army destroyed Han, they marched eastward, and after the Shangdang region fell to Qin in the Battle of Changping, Qin could easily attack Handan, the capital of Zhao.

A cool breeze gently blows across the mountains.

The shrubs on the edge of the forest survived tenaciously in the war and autumn wind, but the growth was short, the branches and leaves were yellow, and they could not support it for long.

With the arrival of the Great Qin Iron Cavalry, the earth shook under the horse's hooves.

Between the foothills, the scenery is pleasant, but this army does not have the slightest sense of appreciation, and after swooping down from the Shangdang Plateau, what comes into view is a bleak scenery.

The war is relentless, the scorched land still has a bloody atmosphere, and a big war has not passed long, and this land is about to usher in a new battle.

"Boom!" Explosions that did not belong to this era burst into the sky, and the army soon stormed the city gates that had been blown to rubble, broke into the city of Handan, and began a new round of fighting.

Mu Chen sat in the carriage, staring closely at the battle on the city wall, throwing a solar flare from time to time to blow up those stubbornly resisting troops into the sky.

Just now he seemed to have killed a veteran named Lian Po, but he didn't care, no one could change the outcome of the unification of Great Qin.

Three days later, a small green box was delivered to Mu Chen, and its structure was exactly the same as the blue box in Korea, which was one of the seven boxes that opened the Seven Nights of Canglong.

Zhao Guo, died.

Since then, the six countries of Kwantung have gone to the second of the six, and no one in the Central Plains can stop the pace of the Qin army's attack, and 200,000 Qin troops are stationed on the Yishui River, ready to attack Jidu at any time.

By the Yishui River, a song "The Wind is Xiao Xiao Xi Yi Shui Han" is famous all over the world, and under the sad and tactful song, Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang, two masters of the Mo family, embarked on the road of assassinating Qin.

Yan Dan held the wine bottle in his hand tightly, looking at the back of Jing Ke and his party in the distance, his brows were furrowed, the scenery on the bank of the Yishui River was still as beautiful as in the past, intoxicating, but it was as high as chewing wax for him.

As a giant of the Mo family, he has a huge amount of energy in the rivers and lakes, a ranger with high martial arts, a skilled craftsman who is proficient in machinery, and a weapon master who is good at casting.

Although Yan Dan was hit by Mu Chen's Six Souls Fear Curse and could not forcibly use internal force, his appeal was still one of the best.

"The world is white, only I am black, not attacking the ink door, and loving life." Yan Dan chewed on these sixteen words.

The crown prince of Yan Kingdom, the heir of Yan Kingdom in the future, has the oldest and most noble surname, and has huge influence and abundant financial resources in the rivers and lakes.

But all of this is still no match for those two people, the man who lives in Guanzhong and looks down on the world, the lord of Xianyang, King Yingzheng of Qin, and the man who later assisted Yingzheng to get the world, Mu Chen, the god of the sun, known as "Dad"!

The demise of Han and Zhao is inseparable from Mu Chen, even he has been hit by his Six Souls Fear Curse, and his cultivation is completely wasted, Yan Dan took a deep breath, the ambitions of these two people, no matter what, are too big.

Sweeping Liuhe, dominating the world, exterminating Di, shining in China, cultural governance and martial arts, to pass on thousands of years, the foundation of eternity, and start from itself.

It was a sunny summer night, under the light of the stars, Ying Zheng, who was still the proton of Zhao Guo at that time, drank wine, blushed, and said loudly in the sky, at that time they were all children, if they were children, who would care? And who would take it seriously?

But Prince Yan Dan is different, even now thinking about it, he can still feel the feeling of boiling blood in his youth, ending thousands of years of troubled times, and creating a restoration of the rule of the era of even more than the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, which is something that every person with lofty ideals has dreamed of.

However, it was only in a dream, and after calming down, he realized that to what extent did he have to achieve all these dreams? This is a price he cannot afford.

The Spring and Autumn Five Hegemons, the Seven Heroes of the Warring States, I don't know how many heroes and heroes have been there for hundreds of years, they are only one step away from the supreme position in the world, and this step is far away, but it is difficult to step out, what Ying Zheng wants to do, he is afraid of it.

This is a road full of bloody thorns, and on this road, countless strong men are about to fall, becoming the stepping stone of Yingzheng and the white bones under his fame.

He, and even the entire Yan Kingdom, may be the next step.

It's just that he was unwilling, unwilling to fail like this, not only for himself, but also for the morality of the Mo family, so he pinned his hopes on Jing Ke, he knew that it was risky to do so, but there was nothing to do.

Jing Ke has since borne the burden of killing Ying Zheng and the arrogant so-called Sun God, and has become Yan Dan's only hope at present.

.......

Inside the Xianyang Palace.

"Huhu...."Jing Ke gasped, half-knelt on the ground, and fought with the masters of the Qin State for three hours, at this moment he was already exhausted, a line of blood flowed down his forehead, with a bloody breath, he licked the blood on his lips, and regained his strength.

The residual red in his hand was as good as ever, exuding raging fire, full of boundless anger, after cutting off more than a dozen famous swords used by Qin State masters, it was still intact, it was made of fragments of stars falling from the sky, it was originally a dragon-slaying sword.

However, where are the dragons?

Within the five departments, a hundred people are not appropriate, Jing Ke looked at the distance of more than a dozen steps in the hall, only separated by a pool of clear water, but it was like a vast ocean, which could not be crossed.

"Hehe, if I hadn't rushed back to remind me, Ying Zheng would have died, Jing Ke, I'm a person who has received nine years of compulsory education, your actions are simply clear in my eyes." Mu Chen, who was in the corner, looked at Jing Ke, who was still fighting a trapped beast, and chuckled.

Since he came to Tianxing Nine Songs, then Yingzheng didn't have to go around the pillar to kill him, Mu Chen couldn't help but think in his heart, the feeling of being a villain is really good.

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