"F * ck, why did the history books only write that Ying Zheng was a tyrant? Who the f * ck wrote it! It was simply misleading the disciples. The Ancestral Dragon's martial arts were simply unparalleled, okay?”
"Hahahaha, who said that we don't follow science? You laugh at us for not understanding science, but we laugh at you for not understanding Qin Shi Huang!!!”
"F * ck, this feels so good. A thousand miles away, killing someone with an arrow.”
"That group of people must be scared to death, hahahaha.”
"I can imagine that someone would definitely pee their pants in fear.”
Outside the live broadcast room.
The historians were all dumbfounded.
No one dared to touch the tomb.
Almost all the records about the First Emperor were unearthed from the Han Dynasty.
The historical records of the Han Dynasty were also biased towards the records of the First Emperor.
This…
He had to change!
He had to modify it again!
Qin Shi Huang was probably stronger than the Overlord!
Wen Tao Wu strategy, so terrifying.
Buzz!
After the arrow was shot.
The pitch-black bowstring was still vibrating.
Until Ying Zheng put the bow back into the box.
"Trap the five hundred mourners. If anyone tries to escape, kill them on the spot!”
There was no killing intent.
It was so calm that it was as if he was saying,'Look at the ants under the tree.'
"Yes!"
The Black Ice Platform attacked.
It meant that those people really couldn't leave.
"F * ck, are they planning to lock these people up until the day it snows?”
"If it really snows, they probably won't be able to leave even if they want to.”
"The transmission of information in ancient times was poor to begin with. If we get people to guard it, they really won't be able to get any information out!”
"I'm not interested in schemes and plots. I'm more interested in seeing that bow! He's too handsome."
"Sister Zhou, do you dare to go up and touch it?”
"As long as you're brave, you can take maternity leave every day!”
"Let's take a gamble. Turn a bicycle into a motorcycle. Old woman, go and do it! Touch that bow and look at that arrow!"
Sister Zhou looked down and remained unmoved.
She could tell.
These people in the live broadcast room were here to harm her.
It was easy to say.
She was the one who died if she didn't do it properly, okay?
The wooden box was not closed.
Under the candlelight, the pitch-black heavy bow glowed.
Ying Zheng is waiting.
He was waiting for the arrow he shot to return.
Ta Ta Ta Ta!
Wang Jian stepped forward respectfully.
His face was filled with shock.
In his hand was the black arrow that Ying Zheng had shot out!
"Has King's strength improved yet again?”
A thousand meters away, an arrow killed someone.
This was even more terrifying than when Ying Zheng fled back to Xianyang at the age of ten, covered in blood!
"It's just a small test."
Ying Zheng took the arrow.
The arrow was pitch-black, and there were some broken tissues on the tail.
Ying Zheng wiped it with silk.
His weapon.
He never allowed others to use it.
Even when wiping, he didn't use anyone else.
"F * ck, that's a little yellow. Is that brain matter?”
"So, one shot to the head?"
"F * cking chicken dinner, I can't even accurately headshot someone from 800 meters away!”
There were different opinions in the live broadcast room.
At the same time.
The arrow had returned to the wooden box.
The Black Ice Platform locked the weapon and brought it back.
Wang Jian looked at the departing Black Ice Platform soldiers, and his heart trembled.
"Your Majesty, you ordered the Black Ice Platform to watch over the five hundred mourners. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to come into contact with them.”
"Is it too harsh? Among the mourners, there is no lack of nobles from the six dynasties. When they return in the future, I'm afraid…"
"I never said that they should go back.”Ying Zheng threw out the bloodstained silk.
The light silk drifted away with the wind.
Ying Zheng stared straight at the dark night sky.
"Those who insult Great Qin will die!"
"When the envoy of the State of Wei returns with Lu Buwei's corpse, it will be the day our Great Qin's cavalry breaks through Puyang.”
"As for the remaining 500 mourners…" " Since we are here for the funeral, then we will be making sacrifices for the national funeral!" Ying Zheng said, laughing and laughing.”
"Zhan Hou predicted that after ten days of fog, there would be a blizzard!”
"This auspicious snow will cover everything for us!”
At this moment.
Wang Jian was stunned.
The entire live broadcast room went silent.
Tyrant.
A true, cruel and ruthless tyrant.
At this moment.
She lifted her veil!
Sister Zhou's face turned pale.
Although her brain wasn't very good.
But five hundred people.
All of them as sacrifices!
Wang Jian was stunned on the spot for quite a while.
She slowly regained her rationality.
"Your Majesty, you can't!"
Wang Jian shouted," Your Majesty, how can a new king be killed like this when he ascends to the throne? If we do this, I'm afraid the people will be alienated!”
"General." Ying Zheng stood in the wind.
His white mourning robe fluttered.
He was like an eagle standing on a cliff.
His expression was cold and arrogant.
"Don't tell me that you think that the emissaries of the six countries will not shake the hearts of the people if they come to worship the sinners of Great Qin?”
"Commoners!"
"What they want is a strong country that can make them feel at ease!”
"We want an army that can protect Great Qin!”
"What we want is a monarch who can protect the people!”
"If I take a step back, the jackals of the six dynasties will take ten steps forward! If they were soft-hearted now, would they be soft-hearted when the six dynasties came to kill Great Qin's people in the future?”
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