First Emperor's Will: My Heir is the Daqin Empress

226 Panic like a lost dog, what can I do? (Subscribe)

At the same time, in another corner of Xianyang King City.

A feminine man in a scarlet crown robe, with his hands on his back, walked in the dark alley of the street.

The two sides were accompanied by two netting guards, who followed closely.

The surrounding atmosphere, solemn and depressing, was as silent and silent as the deep sea.

Only above the sky, the night spring and the black crow, following the smell of blood, were crying intermittently, their voices shrill and tragic.

This feminine man was Zhao Gao, the commander of the Empire’s CRRC House.

Now, we are moving forward on an established path.

There, there is a secret passage, which is the secret passage leading to the outside of Xianyang King City.

Through this dark passage, you can reach the outside of Xianyang King City.

Now, Yingyuan’s army of 100,000 people was attracted to Anhai.

It was a good time to take advantage of the chaos to leave the King City of Xianyang.

Soon, Zhao Gao reached the location of the dark passage.

He turned his head back to “Five Eight Zeros” and took a last look at this Xianyang King City, which he has cultivated and planned for decades.

A scene flashed across his eyes.

In the old days, I was beside the first emperor, salted, followed, and gained his trust after many years.

Through his unremitting efforts, the official to the CRRC government. In Zhangtai Palace, he became the head of eunuchs.

Later, he took the eighteenth son Hu Hai as his apprentice, cultivated him, supported him as his puppet, and obeyed his own words.

When the first emperor died, he was elected as the emperor of Daqin, and he was behind the scenes, controlling the overall situation and becoming the dark emperor of Daqin.

Along the way, many difficult, I do not know how much hard work has been paid.

All of these plans have, in the first place, been successful.

After years of hard work and sacrifice, we have ushered in the moment of harvest.

After tampering with the first emperor’s will, he successfully deceived the world and named Hu Hai the emperor of Daqin.

Unexpectedly, at the last moment, he was suddenly killed by Ying Lan, destroying everything.

The princess of the empire.

Why do you always destroy your own plans again and again?

Why is she, so Damn it?

Zhao Gao hated it.

A thorn in the eye, a thorn in the flesh.

I can’t wait to bury it with my own hands!

However, the Eight Swords of the King of Yue that she sent out were all in her hands.

The guards around her, with absolute strength, crushed the net and crushed all her hopes.

This is the Daiyang King City, which has been cultivated for many years.

In the end, he had to run away like a lost dog.

Decades of hard work have failed.

How to do it, how to do it?

Has the arrogance of the Ying clan not come to an end yet?

Zhao Gao let out a long whistle.

The knuckles of the fingers, because of depression and anger, swayed yesterday and snapped.

Eyes full of blood, gloomy.

“Master, Li Si, was arrested.”

At this time, a net guard suddenly stepped forward.

He whispered in Zhao Gao’s ear.

The guards will be snatched, at the Xianyang city gate, to investigate the news that Li Si has been captured by the Daxue Longqi, and report to Zhao Gao.

“Hmph, stupid fellow, it’s not a pity to die!

Zhao Gao spoke softly.

said coldly.

Previously, the Prime Minister of Great Qin.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, he acted decisively and chose to leave, but he ran in a strange time.

Just leave yourself and others.

But, does he really think that.

Is it possible to avoid the calamity of death just by relying on one’s own ingenuity?

In the face of such troubled times and military killings.

Li Si, after all, is a civil servant, and he has no power to raise his hands.

It can only be like the rat in the latrine that he once said, rushing for his life and letting others handle it.

Zhao Gao, finally, stared behind him, under the sunset, the majestic Xianyang King City.

Now, after the war in the city.

Inside the Xianyang King City, there is already a bit of chilling and bloody atmosphere.

After a while, Zhao Gao took a deep breath.

Determined.

Coldly said a few words.

“Everyone, come with me!

Immediately, he waved his hand.

The scarlet crown dances.

Inside the dark alleys in all directions.

Previously, all received news.

At present, there are still surviving snare guards, killers.

Like a surging torrent, it followed from the dark passages in all directions.

They were dressed in black and bowed their heads.

Walking in the dark passage, it was densely packed, like a spider walking on a spider web, following Zhao Gao’s back.

Along the dark passage, go to the outside of Xianyang King City and quickly swept away.

Leaving this royal city that symbolizes supreme authority.

Follow Zhao Gao and leave Xianyang.

After arresting Ba Hai.

Yinglan stood behind his back.

Pacing, walked to the top of the Xianyang city wall.

Looking outside the city wall, the million soldiers under the city wall.

Yinglan stood proudly at the city wall.

Stand against the wind.

Hair fluttering in the wind.

The cloak dances like a dragon robe.

Ying Lan quietly looked at the million soldiers outside the Xianyang King City.

Now, they are still in chaos.

Zeng Yi!

Yinglan pulled out the eight-faced Han sword from his waist.

The palm of the hand is surging.

A layer of sword potential is wrapped around the blade.

Yinglan’s arm hangs outside the city wall.

let go.

Whoa-!

Under the force of the sword and wind pressure, the blade suddenly fell to the ground.

hum-!

With a bang.

The blade plunges into the ground.

Because of the huge kinetic energy, there is also the sword power that has not been dissipated and extinguished.

A storm was smashed directly on the ground.

Like ripples on the water.

Fluctuates out, trembling in all directions.

Like a real sword.

Let the earth tremble.

This eight-faced Han sword pierced into the ground with violent noises and tremors.

Outside the Xianyang King City, the chaos of the Da Qin army was shocked.

Gradually silent, stopped the movements and weapons in his hands.

He raised his head and looked at the eight-sided Han sword in front of the Xianyang city wall in the distance.

They saw that now, standing proudly above the Xianyang King City, the phantom of the moon-white general’s stomach.

Shocked by its aura.

There was a dazed look in their eyes.

This is… what’s the situation?

“Everyone, please stop breathing.

Yinglan stood proudly.

Lips parted.

4.1 said aloud.

Under the action of internal force, the sound spreads in all directions.

Like Hong Zhong.

like a silver bell.

Waves everywhere.

Yinglan looked ahead, and the millions of troops below Xianyang King City looked at him, and they all gathered.

Reach out his hand, from the stomach of his general armor.

Take out a dragon pattern imperial decree.

Bright golden decree.

In the setting sun, it glowed red gold.

Dazzling and dazzling.

“Is this the decree?”

Among the millions of soldiers below, some were warriors of the Great Qin.

As members of the Daqin regular army, they recognized the imperial edict.

Now, after seeing this dazzling and shining dragon-pattern imperial decree, they all changed color.

Immediately, kneeling on one knee, looking at the imperial edict, with supreme reverence,