The people of Zhao were resolute and not easy to tame. As the saying went," There are many generous and elegiac people in Yan and Zhao."
Baiqi reported,"The soldiers of Zhao are capricious. If we don't kill them all, there will be more trouble."”
There were also 450,000 surrendered soldiers and insufficient rations. After the war, the Qin Country's rations were already insufficient, so how could they have any surplus rations to feed the 450,000 surrendered soldiers?
However, if they were to let these people return to the State of Zhao, it would be like raising a tiger to invite trouble. The battlefield was closer to the State of Zhao. If the soldiers of the State of Zhao came back, the Qin army would probably suffer countless casualties.
After killing 450,000 surrendered soldiers, Zhao would not be able to recover its military strength and would be able to deal with a major enemy to a large extent.
Speaking of which, it was just that their positions were different. The Qin country had to be killed, and the Hundred Schools of Philosophy also saw the Qin country as a violent Qin country.
Hmm?
Ying Zheng suddenly raised his head, and Shi Yao immediately sensed it. With a slight movement of her feet, she appeared in front of Ying Zheng.
"Relax, stand aside."
Ying Zheng patted Shi Yao's shoulder and looked out of the door, revealing a trace of anticipation.
Assassins?
He hadn't made a move since he cultivated the Freedom Transformation Technique.
Shi Yao felt the spot where Ying Zheng had slapped her, and her face turned red. It was only then that she remembered that Ying Zheng was not a weak person, and his strength was far stronger than hers. Her current protection was just a formality.
Phew...
The door suddenly opened, and a figure flashed past. With a gentle wave of the figure, the door was closed again.
Ying Zheng threw a glance at the palace guards outside, who had all been knocked unconscious.
It was only then that Ying Zheng saw who it was. It was a young man wearing a tight-fitting martial robe, his sleeves fluttering in the wind. His face was cold and stern, like a sharp blade. Standing there, he was like an unsheathed sword, filled with a sharp and sharp aura.
Are you the King of Qin State, Ying Zheng?" He asked coldly.
Shi Yao's beautiful eyes turned sharp as she berated,"Who are you? How dare you trespass into Xianyang Palace? Do you know that this is a capital offense?!"”
He did not answer, but looked straight at Ying Zheng, waiting for his answer.
"Before you ask others, shouldn't you introduce yourself first?" Ying Zheng chuckled.”
His eyelids drooped. He did not hide his identity and said in a deep voice,"Phantom Valley, Ge Nia."
Ying Zheng nodded lightly." That's right, I am Ying Zheng. You barged in here. Could it be that you are here to do the so-called thing of enforcing justice on behalf of the heavens?"”
Ge Nia shook his head slightly." I just wanted to see what kind of person Ying Zheng is."”
"Since you're here, you should see it clearly!”
Before he could finish his words, Ying Zheng closed his mouth and spat out two streams of gas, which turned into two air masses the size of wheels and exploded. Then, he disappeared from where he stood along with rolling sound waves, and reappeared in front of Ge Nia in the next moment.
The ground shook violently, and thunder rumbled. Ying Zheng's step covered a hundred feet. Amidst the continuous explosions, he arrived before Ge Nia and pressed down with one hand, as if he was a divine emperor sitting in the clouds, pressing down on the heaven and earth.
Ge Nia's ears buzzed, and he felt as if everything in front of him had disappeared without a trace. His heart felt like it had been gripped by a large hand, and his vision suddenly darkened.
He came from the Phantom Valley and had seen many divine techniques and experts, but he had never seen such a majestic and domineering fist.
Faced with such an overbearing punch from Ying Zheng, Ge Nia calmed down, and his mind was immersed in one of his swords.
Clang!
A sword cry that sounded like the roar of a dragon and a tiger rang out. A dragon-like sword rainbow bloomed with unparalleled sword light as it tore through the air.
Like a flood dragon emerging from the abyss, a clear and impassioned sword cry resounded throughout the palace. The sword qi was three feet long, and the sharp sword qi cut the air into endless ripples.
"Good swordsmanship."
Ying Zheng praised softly, then pressed his fist down.
The air was compressed by the pure power, as if the world was crashing down.
Clang! Clang!
Clang!
The sword Qi cut through Ying Zheng's hand fiercely, but it was unharmed. In the next moment, the long sword broke into pieces.
Ge Nia reacted very quickly. He immediately abandoned his sword and placed his hands in front of his chest to block Ying Zheng's fist.
Boom!
At the center of the collision, the air rippled like water, and strong winds blew in all directions.
Kacha!
The ground shook violently, and pieces of stone flew up and splashed everywhere.
Bang bang!
Ge Nia's face was pale as he retreated seven or eight steps. Every step he took sank deep into the ground. His hands trembled, and his sleeves were completely torn apart. He groaned from the depths of his body.
Phew...
Ge Nia let out a long breath. Although he didn't vomit blood, his mouth was filled with the smell of blood.
"Can you see it clearly?" Ying Zheng stood with his hands behind his back and asked indifferently.
Ge Nia suppressed the shock in his heart and nodded."I know it all too well. I'm afraid there aren't many people in the world who have the strength of the Great King.”
Despite his young age, he was already a grandmaster, and was not considered weak even among grandmasters. He had not expected that he could not even withstand a single move from Ying Zheng, who was even younger than him. Moreover, judging from Ying Zheng's relaxed appearance, he was afraid that he had not even used his full strength.
He wanted to pull his feet out, but he did not expect that his feet would not move at all. His muscles and bones were almost broken by Ying Zheng, and he felt weak.
It was only then that he realized that Ying Zheng's punch had not only broken his arms, but also rendered all his muscles and bones immobile.
"Shi Yao, go help him."
Shi Yao walked to Ge Nia's side and pulled him out like a carrot. He instantly collapsed to the ground.
If people knew that Ge Nia, the disciple of the Ghost Valley, was beaten so badly, they would be shocked.
" I only used twenty percent of my strength in this punch," Ying Zheng said lightly." It can be considered as a punishment for you." Xianyang Palace was not so easy to break into.”
Ge Nia gave a bitter smile. He had trespassed into Xianyang Palace, and Ying Zheng had shattered both his arms. It was reasonable that he would not be able to recover within ten days.
At the same time, he felt a lingering fear in his heart, and cold sweat poured down his back. If Ying Zheng had treated him as an assassin and attacked him with all his might, he would have been turned into meat paste by now.
"Tell me, why did you barge into Xianyang Palace to see me?”Ying Zheng looked down at Ge Nia from above.
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