Saint Qin Batu

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"No……"

A strange dialogue made the minister Gu Jie, who was holding his breath to listen to the rebuttal, almost lose his breath.What followed was the sound of unscrupulous laughter.

The entire hall was immediately enveloped in laughter.There were only a few people who still looked at Han Fei, whose face remained unchanged.

Mr. Changping's eyes were soft, as if he was waiting for Han Fei's next words.Li Si frowned, thinking about Han Fei's intentions.

The laughter stopped with Zhao Gao's scolding.However, the lingering sound of the beam is still echoing in the ears.

"Hehe, next, it depends on how high Ying Zheng's valuation of you is..." Xiong Qi looked at Han Fei who was still silent, his eyes were even brighter.

"Put down the prison, no one is allowed to visit..." Ying Zheng waved his sleeves lightly, and left the hall without looking at the ground.

Under the indifferent eyes of the ministers, Han Fei was led out of the hall by two iron eagle warriors.

Looking at Han Fei's leaving back, Mr. Changping smiled slightly.

"The protection is very strict, it seems that the value is very high..."

ps: The serial number of the previous chapter is wrong, it should be 250 chapters.

Went to attend a neighbor's funeral today, had dinner, helped out and so on, and it was quite late.She watched me grow up. On the 12th, I suddenly couldn't speak, like a stroke.Originally, the family members planned to go to the hospital to have a look, but passed away on the 13th.I have a lot of emotions. I hope that when you think of yourself growing up, you book friends will not forget that your parents, grandparents, are also getting old.

Finally, let’s talk about Feng Quji’s identity. Here it is defined as the old Qin family. It has been explained before, so don’t get entangled in the personality.

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Chapter 259: The Battle of Korea ([-])

Under the night, black streams of iron were approaching the Yellow River.

"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!"

On the calm river, there was a harsh wooden sound.

"what sound?"

On the south bank of the Yellow River, above the dark Korean army's position, a dedicated Han soldier stared at the thin layer of mist above the river.

Another Han pawn who was watching the night with him rolled over slightly, opened his eyes a little, and glanced at the dark river surface, and his companion who was holding the spear tightly in his hand.

"What sound can there be, it's nothing more than the sound of water flowing..."

After cursing something troublesome in his heart, Han Zu turned his head again and fell asleep in a daze.Vaguely, he could still hear him talking in his sleep.

Another Han soldier sighed softly and glanced at his companion.

Since four years ago, the largest military camp in South Korea, which was originally stationed with almost 10 people, has gradually decreased.As of today, there are less than 2 people.

This Han soldier knew that the powerful generals had already brought their subordinates to the prosperous Xinzheng.Only those people without connections were left, guarding the camp.

Since the news of Ji Wuye's death came, the remaining 2 people have slipped away a lot.Even some generals disappeared.

Today's camp is not so much a military camp as it is a cemetery for a group of people to retire.

"Forget it, after this year, I will return home too!"

Han Zu glanced at his sleeping companion again, and smiled wryly.

The cool wind came from the pavement, which made the Han pawn a little more awake.

"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!"

The mottled and noisy voice became louder and louder, and even faintly, the originally quiet river became violent and violent.

Han Zu's eyes widened, and tall masts appeared in front of his eyes.

"Enemy, enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

Immediately afterwards, the ear-piercing sound of the bell rang throughout the entire camp.

However, it is not the same as imagined.The warriors who were supposed to hold weapons and put on armor to meet the enemy rushed out of their camp in panic and disheveled.

"Run! Qin Jun is here!"

The loud shouts made Han Zu, who was already ringing the bell on the watchtower, put down his hands in a daze.

"What's going on here?"

On the watchtower, he saw clearly the dark crowd, which kept rushing towards the south gate of the village.Even the robes of other watchtowers climbed down the watchtower one after another.

"Hurry up! Why are you in a daze!" The accomplice who had already been awakened and climbed up the ladder suddenly shouted at him.Immediately, regardless of his reaction, he continued to climb down in a hurry.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

There was a sharp sound of piercing through the air, and one after another, the fires were getting closer and closer.

"Pfft!"

That Han Zu only heard a muffled sound, and then there was a scorching heat in his chest, and darkness returned to his eyes again.

There was no resistance, the chaotic Han army, not even a few with weapons.The fortress, which served as the northern barrier of South Korea, was taken by the Qin army with almost zero casualties.

"South Korea, vulnerable..."

Under the night, a man in his thirties was riding on a horse, looking at the messy corpses of Han Zu, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"General, the enemy has been wiped out!" A pawn of Qin ran to the man, knelt down on one knee and said, with a fiery gleam in his eyes.

"Order the army to move immediately! All the prisoners will not be left behind. The commander must rest in the nearest city before dawn!" Wang Ben pulled out a military order from his horse, threw it in front of the Qin soldier, and said coldly .

"Here!" Qin Zu replied with a loud shout.

"Morale is available!" Wang Ben nodded secretly.

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Three days later, outside Xinzheng City, dark camps surrounded the ancient city in a half-moon shape.

"Why! Why don't you know anything about Qin's army even arriving in Xinzheng!" A deep voice sounded in the general's mansion.

Bai Yifei's blood-red eyes shone with a strange light, like a bloodthirsty poisonous snake, scanning back and forth at the kneeling generals below.

"Hou, Lord Hou, you can't blame the last general and others! It's just that those who stayed behind in the big camp by the river are too useless, and even a messenger couldn't escape!"

A slightly obese general raised his head slightly and looked at Bai Yifei with somewhat innocent eyes.

"Pfft!"