Chapter 68: Lore

The moonlight shone on his face, as if it was coated with a layer of hazy light, and even the wound seemed a little softer.

Xu Yi didn't dare to look directly at Zhang Liang anymore.

But after her tossing and turning, her hands can finally move, and she is ready to talk to King Han.

A series of hurried walks rushed through the door.

This time it was not a palace man who entered the palace, but an armor-piercing guard.

He brought a shocking news - Yingteng still has ten miles to go, and he is about to come to the city!

Outside the door became noisy at this moment, and the chaotic noise at the palace gate could no longer be suppressed.

The bronze door was squeezed open by a man in an official robe, and then, like a torrent, more officials of different ranks poured in.

or persuade to surrender, or kill and martyr.

This is definitely not a scene suitable for her to appear, Xu Yi saw this and quickly hid behind the screen.

She crouched beside the tapir frame and listened with bated breath to the movement of the front hall.

"King, the Qin State has sent 100,000 troops this time, and it has already been ...... Ten cities in a row, and soon they will attack the national capital! The sergeants in our city have suffered heavy casualties, counting the new recruits, less than ......"

The minister gritted his teeth, and then fell heavily on the ground, "Less than eight thousand." ”

His face was still stained with undried blood.

Listen to him, there are too many ministers who want to speak.

Han An dragged the bronze heavy sword and kicked over the courtier in front of him.

"Impossible! The widow had already given the twenty-two counties of Nanyang to the Qin State, how could he go back on his word and try his best to attack Han at this time? ”

"The king, the minister has gone all the way from Yiyang to the capital, and the minister has nothing to say."

Han An laughed maniacally, rested the bronze sword on the side of his neck, and then drew a gap.

Blood spurts out!

Splash on the screen with a bang.

Xu Yi was terrified and covered his mouth tightly.

The courtier's eyes met Xu Yan's, his eyes were cracked, and he stared like this, never having time to close them again.

Han An, you really can kill!

Xu Yi didn't dare to make any sound, she actually thought about humanitarianism, in the words of the Mo family, it was a loving mind.

But her identity and the desperate monarch Han An have absolutely nothing to talk about!

She was even very likely to be tortured and killed by Han An.

It was dark behind the screen, and the autumn wind was cold, but the blood in front of me was bright red and warm.

When people are threatened with their lives, the first safe haven they will think of will be their relatives to a large extent.

Xu Yi thought of his grandfather and Ying Zheng at this time.

She remembered that Ying Zheng said to her: No matter what happens, there is a widow.

Father, Qin Guo, this is the only barrier for her to leave Korea alive.

Xu Yi couldn't sit still, she looked around, taking advantage of the excitement of the front hall, ready to find an inconspicuous corner to escape.

Who knew that as soon as she moved back, she bumped into a soft object, like a human arm, and she trembled, thinking that Zhang Liang had caught her.

“……”

She took a deep breath, thinking that since Zhang Liang could assist Liu Bang, he should not be disgusted with this kind of character that changes his face very quickly.

Xu Yi immediately put on a flattering face, folded his hands like a Buddha, and whispered: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have bitten you, but I'm really afraid of death...... I promise that I will never threaten you with the Zhang family, and I will not provoke you in the future, as long as you don't get me in front of Han An, whatever you want. ”

Before she could finish her chatter, her soft and smooth palm covered the lower half of Xu Yi's face from behind.

The woman smiled weakly, Xu Yi peeked at Han An in a panic, and he was dragged by the minister, which made him feel a lot more relieved.

Tao Yao made a shushing gesture to her.

"You're not even afraid of your father and assassins, why are you afraid of Zhang Liang?"

Hearing this question, Xu Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Because of him," ...... It's someone who I want to get rid of but can't get rid of, and just wants to pull him into the game but is also out of the game.

"Because he is very wise, I dare not make enemies with him."

"Hehua likes smart people?"

Xu Yi was silent for a moment and answered the question seriously: "I respect them. There are countless people who have wanted to use their lives to read this wisdom. She laughed and continued, "I'm no exception. But maybe only people like Zhang Liang can be called a saint. So I respect him and fear him, but I appreciate him more. ”

"Zhang Liang is only twenty years old now."

Xu Yi suddenly relaxed, and she remembered that when she was relaxed in the past, she could ignore everything that was happening at the moment. "That's how I used to feel when I was in school."

She covered the back of Tao Yao's cold hand. "Tao Yao, the world Mozi said will come true one day."

What Xu Yi didn't know was that Zhang Liang was behind Tao Yao, and it was Tao Yao who dragged him, and then he heard these words.

At this time, I only heard a vigorous and old minister earnestly excited:

"Since the Jin Dynasty, there has been the struggle of the ancestors, the founding of the country for one hundred and twenty-seven years, many difficulties, during the time of survival and danger, ask the king to make a decision for Han."

If the atmosphere wasn't as tense as it is now, Xu Yidao really wanted to ask, what happened between Tao Yao and Han An? Why did you get to where you are today?

The night is thick, and the moon floats above the hustle and bustle.

South Korea is no longer a "strong Korea", but the saying that "the strongest bows and crossbows in the world all come from South Korea" is not a lie.

A crimson green general quickly pulled out the sword he carried with him, and the snow-white blade had already entered his neck, he raised his head to Mingyue, and shouted three times: I Han will not die, and the violent Qin will be destroyed.

The feudal lords sat on the field slaves, and the soldiers armed the hardest swords and halberds, the swiftest bows and arrows, and the sharpest blades in the whole country, but instead of pointing at the enemy, they fought for a name at the last moment.

Does the fate of a country be determined only by itself?

When the chasm of the times falls on a small country, it can only be left to the hands of the current situation. When the dust it stirs up falls on people, it is an unbearable weight of life.

The belief that Tao Yao has established for more than ten years seems to have become a joke in an instant.

She stood on a high tower, her robe flying.

Tao Yao put on a sarcastic smile, and tears rolled down.

"You saved me nine years ago, just wanting me to be a dagger in your hands. Han An, not only me, but also your Uncle Wang. Have you forgotten? That unarmed Han Fei, it was your uncle who rescued you from the fire temple and you. You don't adopt his doctrine, but treat him as a gift, as a tool to flatter Qin. ”

"From beginning to end, all you thought about was your own throne, you were too selfish!"

Xu Yi also stood on the city wall with Tao Yao, she grabbed Tao Yao's skirt, first stiffened, and then began to tremble.

"If South Korea had been operating cautiously and working together in the past nine years, it would definitely not be the situation it is today."

Except for Han An, Zhang Liang, and her, no one knew what happened a second ago.

Under the city tower, there are thousands of fires and smoke, and the golden and red light is connected, illuminating the entire Xinzheng brightly.

Night crows and eagles hover and chase in the air.

"It's Hehua!" Li Xian saw the girl standing in the wind.

A quarter of an hour ago.

"Why did Korea die?" Zhang Liang asked.

Xu Yi recited Han Fei's book to Zhang Liang: "A word is right and the world is determined, and a word is leaning on the world." ”

Zhang Liang quickly understood the deep meaning of his words, he was desperate and soberly aware of this, and he said to himself: "You say, no, it was Han Fei who said that the death of Korea was due to the rule of magic." The superior is better because of the technique, and the inferior is worse because of the technique. The king is not as clear as the Marquis of Zhao, and he uses power to govern the chaotic country, so he weakens his troops and cuts the land, and the country is controlled by his neighbors. ”

Tonight's moonlight is cold and translucent, which is undoubtedly a desperate game.