In Xianyang City, the army was in chaos, all the resistance of Great Qin had been broken, and hundreds of people were running around, and most of them died in the chaos.

"The overlord has an order, today the blood is washing Xianyang City, and all men, women and children will be killed! Leave no mouth alive! ”

"Ying Zheng has died in the chaos! Today the sky is destined to die! ”

The soldiers who broke into Xianyang City were already red-eyed, and as long as they encountered someone who was not wearing their own side of the armor, they would all be killed.

Stained with blood, behind the long sword, these people are not loyal and resolute brave men, but a group of fierce beasts, a group of fierce beasts who are not afraid of death and are full of murderous intent.

Their eyes and hearts have been occupied by killing, and the smell of blood has stimulated their madness even more.

The overlord's order was like a key, opening the last shackles in their hearts and turning them into a mad and ruthless killing machine.

The timid eyes of the common people made them more and more excited, and all order was gone, and all that remained was the most primitive desire to kill.

Screams, cries, and begs for mercy are mixed together to add a little sorrow to this troubled world.

"Stop! Stop it! The white horse rushed on the blood-stained land, and the man on the horse was handsome and dashing, but he looked hurried, it was Zhang Liang.

"Why slaughter innocent people!" Zhang Liang held the Ling Xuan Sword in his hand, sat on the horse and stopped the trembling family behind him, the little girl curled up in her mother's arms, sobbing in a low voice, the mother was still holding a baby less than a year old in her arms, the man was hit by an arrow in the knee and had fainted.

"They are the people of the Qin State, and it is not a pity to die!" One soldier said.

"From this day forward, they are my people of Xichu! Don't hurry up and get out of here! Otherwise, murder pays for life! Zhang Liang scolded the soldier sharply.

"The king has an order, blood washes Xianyang, and chickens and dogs are not left! Please also ask Mr. Zhang Liang to leave quickly, don't protect the remnants of the Qin State, otherwise the sword will be ruthless...."The leading soldier glanced at the family behind Zhang Liang and said.

"I'm going to find him! Ask why the city was slaughtered! Zhang Liang glanced at the soldier coldly, and rode away on a white horse, with a very unwilling look in his eyes.

Looking at the back of Zhang Liang leaving, the leading soldier waved his hand and made an expression of wiping his neck, signaling his soldiers to continue to do what they had to do.

Blood stained the walls and soaked the streets.

This is a microcosm of the people after the city was broken, and after that order was given, the number of people who died multiplied and multiplied.

In the southeast of Xianyang, the fire of Abang Palace rose into the sky, billowing smoke, which could be clearly seen even in Xianyang City.

Outside Xianyang City, the twelve bronze men poured with Mu Chen as a template were destroyed by the crazy Chu army, and every time a bronze man fell, Mu Chen's dimensional conquest value dropped by 5%.

...............

The last fortress in Xianyang.

Zhang Han stood on top of the ruins, holding his sword in one hand, panting, regaining his strength, looking at the chaotic Xianyang City, and sighed heavily.

Zhang Han looked back, his eyes were full of scorched black, and the corpses everywhere in the fortress were mottled with all kinds of gray colors, extremely gloomy, silently recounting the tragic battle just now.

100,000 defenders, not one in a hundred, and now, among the corpses everywhere, some soldiers wearing the armor of the Qin army fell to the ground softly, laughing and crying, and the taste was incomprehensible.

Thirteen charges, 100,000 of them blocked the thirteen charges of the Chu army, but in the end, they were still not spared.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The low drums of war sounded, and Long He led the elite army of the Tenglong Legion to launch the reddest general attack on this fortress that was sworn to resist.

All the Qin troops struggled to their feet, looking at death as if they were home, intending to use their last strength to resist the invaders.

Zhang Han's eyes were gloomy, and he couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly.

In the battle of Julu, he killed Chen Sheng, killed Xiang Liang, divided the rebel army, and killed Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, but in the end it was inevitable to be destroyed.

"Kill !!"

The murderous intent soared into the sky.

They all knew that this would be their last battle.

........

Chudi.

The thief sat in the small courtyard, concentrating on watering a loquat tree.

"My lord, are you really not going to attack Xianyang with the king?" A soldier knocked on the door of the courtyard and shouted.

"No, no." The thief shook his head, and a touch of vicissitudes appeared on his face.

In the past, a thief was chased and killed, and in a panic, he inadvertently lifted the girl's skirt, but was attracted by the girl's smile.

But because of his inappropriate identity, he washed his hands and followed Xiang Yu's rebel army to fight together, wanting to conquer the world and give his loved ones a home.

A year later, he became a general, but the girl had already died in the chaos, and the pearl that was supposed to give her lost its meaning and was shot into the mountain stream by the thieves.

The thief refused Xiang Yu's strategy, retreated to the mountains and forests despite the obstacles, planted a loquat tree in the court, watered it every day, and cared for it carefully.

He often thought that if it weren't for this war, if it weren't for his identity, maybe he would have been able to give the girl a hosta while she was alive.

"Peace and stability are what the people want, and the king will fail in the end if he rashly raises troops regardless of the mandate of heaven." The thief glanced at the loquat tree and smiled.

A man walked out of the room, holding a blood-red sword in his hand, and he said that his name was Yu Baosheng and that he was a swordsman.

"She died because of the king of Chu, and you will only stay in the mountains and forests to plant trees?" Yu Baosheng looked at the figure of the thief, smiled, and said.

In the battle of Chengyang, 400,000 people in the city were destroyed, and she was among them.

Whenever the thief thought of this, a touch of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

"What can I do to the King of Chu with my own strength? It's just to die, it's better to water the tree, loosen the soil, and be leisurely. ”

"If I die, the last person in the world who remembers her will not exist, then she is really dead....." The thief smiled faintly and shook his head.

"Grab it and do what you want." Yu Baosheng threw the red long sword in his hand to the thief and said.

"This is..."The thief held the long sword in his hand, only to feel the infinite power surging into his heart, which made people feel crazy, and the thief's eyes couldn't help but be blood-red.

The past kept coming to his heart, and the hatred became stronger and stronger, and finally turned into hot blood, flowing all over his body, and the second time he wanted to kill someone so crazy, the first time was when he learned that the girl was dead.

"This sword is called the Sword of Command, and every time you kill someone, you can increase your strength by one point, go ahead." Yu Baosheng looked at the red-eyed thief and chuckled.

ps: Thank you to the helmsman who rewarded the big guy of "Step Down Yellow Springs~

Thanks to the "beautiful lady", "__ indulin, reminiscence" big guy for the reward~ thank you for your support ~mua~