Saint Qin Batu

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Xiong Qi, who was always neither happy nor sad, could no longer bear the shock in his heart.

Why is Wu An Jun Bai Qi, who should have died 20 years ago, still alive and well?Why are you still so young?With the state of Qin where Bai Qi sits in charge, is his final plan still useful?

A series of questions almost broke Xiong Qi's last psychological defense.

Xiong Qi is like a desperate gambler, he thought he was sure of winning, but in the blink of an eye, he was about to lose nothing.

As for Bai Qi's authenticity, the ability to kill hundreds of people in the blink of an eye didn't even give him a chance to imagine.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

Xiang Chao, who did not know when he had arrived beside Xiong Qi, called Xiong Qi over and over again.

"Aiqing, do we still have a chance?" Xiong Qi asked hoarsely, looking at the completely collapsed Chu army and the fiercer Qin army.

"Yes! As long as the king is alive and our Xiang clan is alive, we will have a chance!" Xiang Chao widened his eyes and roared angrily.

"The widow, let's fight again!"

Xiong Qi turned his horse's head and headed towards the Shouchun King City with the last glimmer of hope.

"Brother Liang, three generals, please!" Xiang Chao turned around, looked at Xiang Liang and the commanders of the three major legions who also looked tired, and said solemnly.

"Brother, don't worry! But with Liang here, no Qin army will be spared!" Xiang Liang patted his chest and said.

"Don't worry, Major General!"

"please!"

Xiang Chao glanced at the four of them again, turned his horse's head, and followed Xiong Qi's army.

……

Although there are three major legions fighting hard to be the rear, how can the three major legions with less than 2 people really stop the Qin army that is everywhere?

The pro-army around them stayed behind one after another, until finally, there were less than a hundred riders around Xiong Qi and Xiang Chao.

"My lord, it's only ten miles away from the royal city." Xiang Chao said, looking at the looming city wall.

Xiong Qi nodded, but didn't say anything.Only the good horse under the crotch was panting heavily, as if talking about the hardships along the way.

"hiss!"

However, not long after Xiang Chao's voice fell, the war horse under his crotch suddenly softened and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Xiang Chao and Xiong Qi's martial arts tools are not good, and they turned over and landed firmly on the ground.

"Trip the rope! Enemy attack!" Xiang Chao stared at the rope on the road and shouted.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

A series of strange figures suddenly appeared from both sides of the official road, killing the Chu soldiers who had not had time to set up the formation by surprise.

A man in a black shirt stood not far away with his hands behind his back, looking coldly at the slightly tired Xiong Qi.

And behind him, three swordsmen stood aside respectfully.What he was holding in his hand were the three famous swords that originally belonged to the state of Chu.

"Unexpectedly, what you did in the sword pool was actually written by you." Xiong Qi unconsciously pressed his hand on the saber, looked at Ying Zheng who was not far away, and said flatly.

"The matter of Jianchi is just a matter of will, you are the purpose of the widow this time!" At this time, Ying Zheng is no longer easy-going and dignified, which proves the identity he represents.

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Chapter 3 The Last Battle

"Unexpectedly, the widow is only waiting for King Qin to do it himself." Xiong Qi, who was sitting on the horse, said sarcastically.

As a king, but like a Jianghu person, chasing and intercepting, it will be looked down upon.

Facing Xiong Qi's ridicule, Ying Zheng was not polite, and directly retorted: "To achieve the goal, use any means, shouldn't it be a king's action?"

"If that's the case, then let's see the real chapter under our hands!"

Xiong Qi didn't want to talk nonsense either.Not far behind, there was Qin Bing chasing after him. Naturally, he didn't want to be here and be dragged by Ying Zheng.

"kill!"

Xiong Qi waved the blood-stained saber in his hand, and gave orders to the few remaining Chu soldiers.

"kill!"

The Chu soldiers who can survive until now are naturally one of the best, and they are even more loyal to the Chu country. Even if the swordsmen under Yingzheng are far stronger than them at this moment, they will definitely escort Xiong Qi into the city to the death.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of galloping hooves was slightly heavy.No matter how good the horse is, after running for dozens of miles, it is already exhausted.At this moment, no matter whether it is a war horse or a person, it has reached the end of its strength.

"Not one left!" Ying Zheng said without a trace of emotion as he watched the Chu pawns rushing forward without fear of death.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Although the Chu army's offensive is full of momentum, this kind of charge may still make a difference if it is on the battlefield.However, facing more than a dozen agile swordsmen, it seemed a little insufficient.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

One by one, the Chu soldiers lost their lives and fell off their horses in the hands of the ghostly swordsman.

However, although the surrounding robes fell one by one, the remaining Chu soldiers were completely ignored.

Their target is only the four people at the front, Ying Zheng.Only after passing the four of them can it be regarded as passing the first line of defense.

The two sides are getting closer, but Ying Zheng still has no intention of doing anything.

Twenty steps!

The three of Duan Shui who had been standing quietly behind Ying Zheng made a move!

The strange figure rushed straight at Xiong Qi on the horse.

"Get out of here!"

Beside Xiong Qi, Xiang Chao waved the long dagger in his hand, and swept towards the three people who were oncoming.

The silver cold light, accompanied by the whistling wind, caused the three people who could not concentrate to be in danger immediately.

"when!"