Thousands of peasants, slaves, tenants, and others followed.

They danced with cheerful steps and shouted with joy in their mouths:

"The third prince has won! The third son has won! ”

The people who were hiding in the house, hearing the cheers everywhere, walked out of the house and joined the procession.

As the four seas converged, the number of teams following behind Yingtian increased until the whole city.

Today is destined to be an extraordinary morning.

At the Xianyang City Tower, there was laughter and laughter, and the southeast of Xianyang City was murderous.

Half of the city could ask about the smell of blood.

The ground was dyed red with blood.

Mountains of corpses were piled up.

Screams filled the entire Xianyang City.

Killing, killing is spreading.

Because of the existence of the Xuanjia Army, it only took one meal to wash the blood, and the number of people in Xianyang City was directly reduced by 3,000 people.

The blades of the defenders were slashed.

The burned corpses set up thick black smoke on the outskirts of the city. The black smoke took on a pitch-black color, as if to reveal the dark hearts of the deceased.

On the streets, the soldiers washed for three hours in succession.

It is enough to make the blood-stained streets clean.

However, the smell of rusty blood still permeated the sky above Xianyang City.

After the punishment, Yingtian climbed the city tower, and the sky actually began to clear.

At the black cloud overhead, a ray of heavenly light radiated, bathing Yingtian in it.

With this point, spread out in all directions.

The people under the city tower were 80,000 people one after another, and there were crowds of people.

Like ants crowded in one place.

Seeing this miracle in front of me, I knelt down and prayed from the bottom of my heart.

"Castle Lord Chitose!"

Yingtian stood under the battlements and enjoyed the worship of his subjects.

Looking down at the sentient beings, he drew the sword at his waist, pointed at the people, and said majestically:

"Stand up! Don't kneel!

No one is allowed to kneel today!

The three great families have perished, and no one is worthy of your knees! ”

Then 80,000 people got up.

"I only came to Xianyang to do three things!"

80,000 people looked up to the three sons and respected them like gods.

"Fair! Fair! Still fucking fair! ”

"Long live the third son!"

Under the tower, 80,000 people roared like an earth-shattering roar.

Through the clouds and breaking the sun, the sound shook Jiugao, the earth trembled, and the sky was moved.

At this moment, all the people of Xianyang felt that they were a real person.

Because the God of their hearts honors them.

"Take the heads of the three major families, Ying Siyi, Zhao Youqian, and Huang Sanlang!"

Ying Tian raised his sword and shouted, and Meng Tian, Wang Ben, and Bai Qi escorted Ying Siyi, Zhao Youqian, and Huang Sanlang to the top of the city tower.

The three of them were covered in blood and their eyes were glazed, and if they didn't know how to walk, they thought they were dead.

"Today, I'll give you back a fair day!"

Meng Tian, Wang Ben, and Bai Qi pushed Ying Siyi, Zhao Youqian, and Huang Sanlang between the battlements.

"Get on your knees!"

A common man roared at Ying Siyi, Zhao Youqian, and Huang Sanlang who went upstairs.

Then 80,000 people cursed together.

If it was in the past, Ying Siyi, Zhao Youqian, and Huang Sanlang gave them a guts, but they wouldn't dare.

But today is different from the past, their three families are finished.

There is Yingtian's backing.

In addition, I witnessed the punishment and killing of the clansmen just now.

It has long been numb.

Under the orders of the people, the three of them actually knelt down automatically.

"From today onwards, I, Yingtian, am the city lord of Xianyang.

And you are the masters of Xianyang!

The master of the Qin State!

Say! What to do with the three of them? ”

What?

The owner of Xianyang?

I can't even think about it.

The master of the Qin State?

It's not a dream, is it?

These words actually came out of the mouth of the third prince of Qin Hou?

The third prince treats us as human beings?

The 80,000 people were so moved that tears welled up in an instant, and they cried so much.

"Kill him! Kill him! ”

The crowd is excited, this is the voice of the people of Qin.

This is the roar of the common people.

Doctrine may be late, but it will come one day.

The sword of justice will cut at the heads of those who poison the people!

"Kill them!"

Yingtian has a serious face, and he respects the opinions of the common people.

Meng Tian, Wang Ben, and Bai Qi put their swords on the necks of Ying Siyi, Zhao Youqian, and Huang Sanlang.

At this moment, all the people who followed the third prince Yingtian understood.

They follow Yingtian, not only can they fight on the battlefield and make contributions.

It has also done a great cause for the country and the people!

This kind of thing, which is loved and respected by the people, is much more enjoyable than killing people on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, it was killing, but now, it is a punishment.

All the soldiers who have killed people do not feel the slightest sense of guilt.

The matter of forgiving the three major families will be left to Lord Yama.

And their existence is to send everyone like the three major families to meet Lord Yama.

"Wait a minute......"

Zhao Youqian and Huang Sanlang were already insensitive, and Ying Siyi was sober in the roar.

Ying Tian looked at Ying's overflowing red red eyes and asked:

"Oh? Looks like you're going to say something funny, huh? ”

Ying Siyi smiled, he became a king and lost a king, he was willing to die.

It's just that before he died, he had a few questions to ask Yingtian.

"My third son, have you considered the consequences of doing this?"

"The consequences? Real men never think about the consequences!

Even if there are consequences, what am I afraid of! ”

Ying replied loudly.

Ying Siyi nodded in admiration:

"The third prince is really a hero in the world!"

"Go on, Ben Gongzi can see that you have a belly to say."

Ying Siyi said again:

"I don't understand what you're trying to do for these damn people?"

Yingtian looked at every citizen respectfully, and said loudly:

"Fair! Fair! It's still fair! ”

"Long live the third son!"

The people drank in droves.

"Third son, do you say that money is important to you, or is fame important to you, or are we important to you?"

Ying Siyi turned his head to look at Ying Tian, looking forward to replying.

Yingtian didn't even think about it, and blurted out:

"Money doesn't matter to me.

The name doesn't matter to me either.

It's important to me without you. ”

Wang Ben, Meng Tian, Bai Qi and 80,000 people didn't understand, and wondered what the third prince meant.

Ying Siyi nodded and smiled bitterly:

"Got it, got it."

What followed was gloom and sadness, and at this moment, he completely understood why he lost to the third prince.

His overflowing pattern, that is, one acre and three points of land in Xianyang.

And the pattern of Yingtian is the people of the world.

Such a king's heart, especially he, a miser who brutalizes the people and exploits blood, and a bad landlord can contend with.

Even if Yingtian doesn't have a Xuanjia army, no 6,000 defenders, and no bullshit token.

There will also be other ways to defeat their three major families and kill their three major families.

The heart of the four overflowing hearts is taken orally, and the five bodies are thrown to the ground.

"I'd like to ask one last question."

"Say."

Ying Siyi actually stood up.

"Third son, in today's world, the world is like this.

Qin is, Chu is, Wei is...... Ubiquitous.

Can you alone change the way of the world? ”