Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

The Xianyang royal palace was rioted one after another, and tens of thousands of troops fought against each other, which had already disturbed the city of Xianyang and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians who lived in the capital of King Qin.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Baizhang east of Qinian Palace, Dongzhengmen Street, the battle is over.

Wang Ben beheaded Nei Shixiong with a single sword. His [-] battle-piercing soldiers had a numerical advantage, were well-equipped, battle-tested, well-trained, and experienced on the battlefield, and their quality in all aspects far surpassed that of the [-] Chilin Jingqi.

Generally speaking, infantry is no match for cavalry.

However, the Hundred Battles Armor Piercer is an exception.

This is the elite army of the Qin State, an elite force specially built to deal with the cavalry, the northern alien cavalry, and the Zhao State cavalry. It specializes in cavalry.

As for the comparison of generals.

Wang Ben is brave and fearless, powerful, and his ability to command the battlefield and face the enemy is far superior to Nei Shixiong, and his victory is even more expected.

More than 2000 of the [-] red-scale cavalry died in battle, and the remaining hundreds of cavalry broke up and fled.

In this battle, Wang Ben won a complete victory, with less than a thousand losses.

Zhao Gaolang said in a loud voice: "The king is here!"

Hearing this, Wang Ben straightened his face, turned around immediately, kowtowed on one knee, and clasped his fists loudly to salute: "My minister Wang Ben sees the king, my king Sheng'an!"

More than 4000 armor-piercing soldiers who have just fought bloody battles, their morale is high, their armor is stained with blood, and everyone wears tiger-head masks.

Thousands of elites, masters of a hundred battles, bowed down and bowed down.

Ying Zheng stood on the car, wearing a robe of the Black Dragon Emperor, standing with his hands behind his back, his brows were unparalleled, and said flatly: "Fair!"

Wang Ben bowed and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Yingzheng ordered: "Wang Ben, pass on my order to surround Wenxinhou's mansion."

"The four elders of the Miscellaneous Family under Zuoxiang Lu Buwei's command intend to assassinate, and there are all the witnesses and material evidences. I want to ask, what is Lu Buwei's intention?!"

Wang Ben cupped his fists and accepted the order: "No!"

"Armor-piercing soldiers in a hundred battles, carry out the king's order!"

Hearing this, more than [-] soldiers with intact combat strength stood up in unison, their armors were uniform, and the heavily armored troops walked forward, and the sound of uniform footsteps came from the long street of the palace gate.

Zhao Gao swung his whip and drove away.

Until now, Zhao Gao is still dazed and shocked, the old man's plan of bewildered master unexpectedly came true by mistake and seamlessly.

Ying Zheng won and became the lord of Qin.

In addition, Zhao Gao was shocked by the power of Guigu's vertical and horizontal combined attack, and even more shocked by Li Changqing's power of Yujian.

Concentrating on the complicated emotions in his heart, Zhao Gao concentrated on driving. He knew that for a long, long time, he would stay by the king's side and step by step towards the pinnacle of power in this country.

This is exactly what he longed for.

Half an hour later, Lu Xiangfu.

Lu Buwei didn't choose to escape, because he knew that they couldn't escape. With Xianyang City as the center, the Meng family and the Wang family defended the king's capital with layers of defenses.

Not only that, when the spies came to report, Meng Tian led his army back. Instead of going straight to Xianyang, he was stationed in Xianyang on the only way back to Luoyang.

So, there is no escape.

Lu Buwei seemed to have aged ten years overnight, his hair changed from silver to gray, there were more wrinkles around his eyes, and his ambition and heart were broken.

At this moment, he is just a dying old man.

"Li Changqing, I underestimated you, I underestimated you..."

Lu Buwei learned about all the battles tonight through intelligence, and knew the beginning, process, and results of several battles in the direction of Lai Ai, the direction of Qinian Palace, and the direction of the east gate of the palace.

In addition, the news of Li Si, Gan Luo, and Nei Shiten's successive betrayals, as well as the news of Meng Tian's interception of the escape route, were all delivered in front of him.

Around Lu Buwei, there were a total of 34 dead soldiers, diners, guards, and miscellaneous disciples, and these were the last ones left.

There are tens of thousands of entourages in the huge Mansion of Marquis Wenxin, and now only 34 people are left with him. The others have already turned into birds and beasts and fled, trying to leave Xianyang one after another.

Lu Buwei let out a long sigh and said, "Li Changqing, it's the old man who underestimated you. I didn't expect you to weave a path to death for the old man and Lai Ai as soon as you make a move."

"Even the snares... suffered heavy losses."

"Report!"

A black-clothed dead man walked quickly, knelt down and said: "Report to Xiangguo, Wang Ben led a hundred battle-piercing soldiers to surround the Hou's mansion."

"also……"

The dead man said: "Qin King Yingzheng has arrived outside the gate."

Lu Buwei took a deep breath and said, "It's time to come, it's still here."

One person suggested: "Master Lu, I still have the strength to fight, why don't I escort you out."

"That's right, Lu Xiang, as long as you return to Luoyang, with General Shi Teng as your commander, you can counterattack Xianyang."

"Worst of all, you can lead an army of 15 and establish yourself as king in Luoyang."

"..."

Lu Buwei shook his head and said: "With the current power of the truth, Nei Shiteng will not be willing to obey. This man is so ambitious that he can even disregard the life of his younger brother Nei Shixiong. Will he still be loyal to the truth?"

Everyone's expression froze.

Lu Buwei flicked his sleeves and said: "Everyone, follow me to welcome Wang Jia!"

Everyone nodded helplessly: "No!"

Mansion of Marquis Wenxin, the gate of the mansion

Lu Buwei led the crowd out and bowed down to greet them.

"Chen Lu Buwei pays homage to the king!"

"We pay homage to the king!"

"..."

Yingzheng walked forward, Wang Ben and Zhao Gao followed on the left and right; Luna, Yunzhongjun, and Xiangjun stood on the eaves, murderously targeting Lu Buwei and his party, ready to strike at any time.

Yingzheng walked a foot away and confronted Lu Buwei, with a calm face, deep eyes, and the majesty of the king, he said indifferently: "Lu Buwei, Kong Xiu, Zhao Quan, and Wu Tong, who are under your command, intend to assassinate you. The witnesses are here. Hand, what should you do?"

Lu Buwei bowed and said, "My subject, Lu Buwei, is willing to accept the crime."

"it is good!"

Lu Buwei didn't refute, and it's useless to say anything now.

Ying Zheng flicked his sleeves and ordered: "From today, Lu Buwei will be dismissed from the position of Zuoxiang, the prime minister will be taken back, the title of Marquis Wenxin will be taken back, the fief of Luoyang will be taken back, and he will be demoted to a commoner."

"Lv Buwei was ordered to move to Shu in three days. Without the imperial edict, he will not be able to leave Bashu for the rest of his life."

Lu Buwei was startled when he heard the words, and unexpectedly said: "You won't kill me?!"

You know, he still has a major crime to do. Dedicating Lai Ai to the Queen Mother Zhao Ji, the cholera palace, is a serious crime.This crime is as serious as the assassination of Wang Jia by his disciples.

Speaking of which, both major crimes are capital crimes.

Yingzheng turned around, walked away slowly, and said calmly: "Father Zhong and the late king are sworn brothers. They have devoted themselves to the Great Qin for ten years. Although they have made power, they still have made great contributions to the country."

"Therefore, sin does not lead to death!"

"The crime does not lead to death, the crime does not lead to death..." Lu Buwei murmured these words in a low voice.

His expression was startled, his eyes were dull, and suddenly he burst into tears. He knelt down on both knees, bowed to the ground, and cried loudly: "Grassman Lu Buwei, please thank you."

Running around for half a life, going through thousands of ups and downs, glory and glory, and now returning to the beginning... a grassroots person.

Ying Zheng continued to order: "The rest of the people are all paid by ghosts."

Ghost salary, a kind of imprisonment.Criminals who specialize in government labor, handicraft production labor and other heavy physical labor.

When the rest of the people heard that they could avoid death, they all knelt down and said: "We thank the king for his kindness."

"My king is merciful!"

"..."

Ying Zheng turned and left, Wang Ben left a thousand armor-piercing soldiers to guard the Hou Mansion, and the rest retreated.

At this time, Chang Wenjun came on horseback, dismounted and reported: "Your Majesty, Lai Ai's rebel army was defeated by our army and has now broken out of the encirclement. They have escaped from Xianyang with thousands of troops and dozens of masters."

Hearing this, Ying Zheng's face was stern, hatred flashed away in his eyes, and he said loudly: "Chasing, be sure to capture and kill the leader of the bandit, Lai Ai."

"No!" Chang Wenjun clasped his fists to accept the order.

Yingzheng continued: "The decree of the widowed king is passed on, regardless of nationality or household registration. Anyone... who captures Lai Ai alive will be given [-] gold; whoever kills Lai Ai will be given [-] gold."

Whoa!
Qin Jun was in an uproar at the scene, with an eager look on his face.

Ten thousand gold, five thousand gold, this, this, this... how much is it! ?
For a while, even the well-trained armor-piercing soldiers were restless.

Wang Ben scolded: "Didn't you hear Wang Ling, chase and kill Lai Ai!"

"promise!"

Three thousand soldiers took the order, their morale was boosted and they rushed out, chasing Lai Ai.

At this time, a young man in blue slowly stepped forward.

Zhao Gao stopped him and said, "Stop, who are you?"

The young man said lightly: "Gan Luo."

"Gan Luo!?" Ying Zheng said, "Let him come forward."

Zhao Gao stepped back and said, "No."

Gan Luo stepped forward, calm, and bowed in a clear voice: "Gan Luo, a grass-roots man, pay homage to the king."

Ying Zheng asked: "Gan Luo, let me ask you, did you steal Lu Xiang's seal and Wen Xinhou Yin to deceive Nei Shiteng? Or did someone contact you in advance and order you to do so?"

When Gan Luo heard this, he bent down, his eyes were horrified, and he said to himself, "Your Majesty, he actually asked this question!?"