"Kill!" The deputy general roared and rushed forward.
Ten feet, five feet, three feet, it arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.
In the blink of an eye, Fu Su hung the red-tasseled spear with one hand.
Swoosh!
It was very fast.
Puchi!
Hoho!
The red-tasseled spear pierced through Zhao Yuan's throat.
Zhao Yuan widened his eyes and wanted to make a sound, but in the end, only blood gushed out of his mouth and nose.
After struggling for a moment, Zhao Yuan knelt on the ground and lost all signs of life.
"General!"
More than 20 of Zhao Yuan's personal guards shouted in grief and indignation.
"I'll die for the general!”
"General, on the road to the netherworld, don't walk too fast, so that I can't catch up to you.”
"Hahaha, now, why are you afraid of death? General, wait for your subordinates to chase after you.”
Swoosh!
The sword was unsheathed.
Puchi!
As soon as these twenty guards finished speaking, they pulled out their bronze swords and slashed at their own necks.
He drew his sword and committed suicide.
The scene was extremely tragic.
Plop!
Plop!
Corpses fell to the ground one after another.
More than twenty personal guards instantly stepped into Zhao Yuan's back.
The entire place was filled with silence.
Everyone in the live broadcast room fell silent upon seeing this heroic scene.
What a spectacular sight.
How tragic it was.
War was like this.
It made people sing and cry.
" I'm rough, I'm rough, I'm rough. I don't know how to describe this scene, but after witnessing this tragic scene from two thousand years ago, I don't know how to describe my shock.”
"Is there any historian who can come out and tell us who Zhao Yuan is?”
"That's right, I've never heard of this Zhao Yuan before. Who is he?”
"In three minutes, I want all the information on this Zhao Yuan. Such a well-respected general would definitely not be nameless in history.”
Fang Minhong, a historian at the Chinese Academy of Sciences, rewarded the streamer with ten super hits.
Fang Minhong: " There's no such person. This person didn't leave his name in the historical records. He should have died in this war and didn't have any glorious achievements."”
There was no such person's name.
There was only one reason.
They were not worthy of leaving their names in history.
Such a hero could not leave his name behind.
The people in the live broadcast room were filled with frustration that they had nowhere to vent.
At this moment, Fu Su took a look at the screen silently.
After a long while, Fu Su slowly exhaled and said,"" A grand burial!!!"
"Yes!"
The two personal guards, Qin Ruishi, cupped their fists.
The next step was to bury the corpses, deal with the aftermath of the war, and clean up the battlefield.
Following this, just as Dai Xiaomei thought that Great Qin was going to celebrate its victory, she felt a wave of joy.
Fu Su led the army and attacked cities and territories along the way.
Xianyang City…
On a street of the Eight Xiang Road, a warhorse was galloping.。
It was running at full speed.
The scout raised a letter high in the air.
On both sides of the street, countless peddlers were watching intently.
" 800 li urgent, 800 li urgent, make way, make way, 800 li urgent…"
The scout roared as he rode his warhorse.
On the scout's body, there were traces of blood that had accumulated over time and gradually turned black.
The merchants and passers-by all gave way.
Eight hundred miles, hurry up.
In this era, it was definitely a privilege of the highest priority.
Everything had to make way for the 800-mile rush.
Anyone who tried to stop them would be torn apart by a car.
"800 li is urgent. There's an urgent military situation ahead!”A person said with a complicated gaze.
Because war was coming.
The war had begun.
Bloody battles on the battlefield, meritorious deeds, it sounded nice, but war was destined to sacrifice.
On the battlefield, for every person who was sacrificed, whose son, whose husband, and whose father were they?
Everyone was the pillar of a family!
A war represented the endless series of consequences that would follow.
No one wanted to bear the consequences.
"I hope it's good news." Another Qin man said with his hands in a praying posture.
Her son had participated in this war.
Qin Palace
In the main hall, the ancient aura could be felt from the entrance.
Accompanied by the eunuch's high-pitched voice.
The officials entered the hall in an orderly manner.
Ta!
The King of Qin, Ying Zheng, was wearing a pitch-black royal robe. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he slowly sat down a hundred meters away from the officials.
His eyes were like torches as he swept his gaze across the ministers.
" Today," Ying Zheng said slowly.
But before he finished his sentence.
"800 li is urgent. The front line has won a great victory. No one is allowed to stop us.”
The scout roared as he rode his warhorse through the palace.
However, no one dared to stop him, and no one was allowed to stop him.
The scout quickly rode his warhorse to the 990th step in front of the hall and dismounted.
However, he stumbled and fell to the ground. The scout was tired from running all night without rest, but he still got up and ran as fast as he could.
"Great King, Great King, good news from the front lines.”The scout shouted and went all the way to the main hall.
Zhao Gao, who had already jogged to the entrance of the hall, quickly took the letter from the scout.
Then, he trotted over to Ying Zheng and presented it to him.
Ying Zheng took it, glanced at it, and then quickly opened it.
After reading the letter word by word.
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