Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

King Han raised his head, looked at Han Fei, stood up silently, walked forward, and took the bamboo books with a bow.

It is very heavy to start with, as heavy as a country.

His hands trembled a little, his eyes blurred.

Standing in front of Han Fei for a long time.

He seemed to have calmed down at last.

He straightened his robe, stood upright in the hall, his eyes drooping.

Han Fei looked at King Han in front of him, and seemed to see a vague aura unfolding from him.

"This king knows that he is ashamed of a country and ashamed of being a king."

King Han said softly, lifting the hem of his clothes.

Under Han Fei's astonished eyes, he knelt down in front of Han Fei.

Several volumes of bamboo books were placed in front of his forehead, and he bowed down slowly.

His eyes were fixed on the ground, his voice was sonorous.

"Since the widow is the king, this South Korea is in my hands, and I dare not lose it."

"South Korea, South Korea Manmin, you have the cheek, Mr. Yu."

"Mr. Qin can be described as King Qin, South Korea can be belonged to Qin, and a widow's life can be taken away."

"I just want to preserve the land that our ancestors bequeathed to Korea, to preserve the people of Korea who are the most important thing among all peoples."

Although he was kneeling on the ground, he looked like a real king at this moment.

"My widow! For this Korea!"

"Thank you sir!"

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, King Han's forehead was pinned in the hall.

Han Fei laughed out loud, long laugh out loud, this is King Han worthy of his assistance.

This is the South Korea that deserves his life!

"Your Majesty!"

Han Fei turned around loudly.

"If the entrustment fails, Han Fei should be dead and guilty!"

He walked away with his head held high, this time, he had no worries, with a confident smile on his face.

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236 BC. (Unlike historical time, the protagonist causes the timeline to move forward.)

When Han Fei entered Qin Dynasty, he may have known that there was no way out, but he still chose to enter Qin Dynasty.

Even if there is still a glimmer of hope, he will go, even if there is no chance, he will go.

Because what he bears on this road is the weight of a country.

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What I said yesterday was out of feeling, but I habitually brought in my own situation. I forgot that there are also many people who are actually engaged in those aspects of content. I am sorry here.But from the setting of the protagonist, she really doesn't have these abilities at present.

Finally, I'm not a high school student, I'm in college, otherwise I won't have time to update and sweat.Also, I will pay attention to vocabulary like, well, typos, sweating, I am more careless, try to correct it.

Chapter 179: The Army of the North is still a bit far away

The wind outside the Great Wall was desolate, and the flags on the field were pulled and rattled, and the soldiers under the flags sat around and ate dry food with the boiled beef in the pot.

Talking and laughing with each other, the campfire was burning hot to dissipate the cold wind outside the fortress, put the hot beef into the mouth, drink the broth and bite the dry food, the soldiers' faces were burned red, such a day is Immortals do not change.

Talking and laughing loudly, laughing and scolding the team of Huns who were about to collapse just now.

A man who looked like a general was sitting among the soldiers, wearing a general robe, his beard and hair were half white, he looked like he was over half a hundred years old, he looked at the soldiers laughing, holding a bowl of meat in his hand, he shook his head with a smile, and took a sip of the broth After finishing his drink, he stood up and rolled up the cloak behind him.

"Pack up and go back to customs!"

"Yes!" The soldier's high-pitched voice echoed over the field for a long time.

It was such an army that made the Xiongnu dare not approach the border of Zhao State for several years, and fled after hearing the news.

Zhao's army in the northern border retreated from the Huns in the northern border for several years, and the northern border was sharp from outside the border.

"Wow."

With a dull sound, the city gate opened bit by bit, and more than a thousand Xiaoqi walked in from outside the city gate.The horses under him are very handsome, with a cluster of horse bows and arrows on their backs, and the riding spear in their hands is held by their side.

The armor on his body is not heavy, even a little thin, but it protects the most vulnerable parts of his body, and the most important thing is that it does not affect his actions.It can be seen that thousands of people are equestrians extraordinary, even though the army is a bit crowded, they still control the horses steadily and march in an orderly manner.

After Qianqi, there were dozens of chariots driving, and the soldiers on the chariots seemed to be still gossiping as they leaned against the railing.

The thousands of infantry who walked at the end walked behind the chariots and riders, carrying long spears in their hands and bows and crossbows on their backs, holding some furs and armor in their hands as if they were their trophies.

At the frontier pass, the soldiers who greeted them entering the city looked enviously at those returning from the city. Over the years, the Huns have seen less and less of them, and it is not as easy as before to kill a few more military exploits.

On the city gate and above, the majestic pass named Yanmen stands on the frontier plain, silent, but it can call the tigers and wolves outside the region, and no one dares to violate it.

The general walked back to the barracks of the barracks, but saw a soldier really standing there waiting, and he was not dressed as a soldier from the north, and the soldiers from the north who passed by also cast suspicious glances from time to time.

The general frowned and stepped forward.

Seeing the general approaching, the soldiers greeted him and saluted, "Greetings to General Li Mu."

The name of the general in the northern border was Li Mu.

If Gu Nan heard this name here, she might be very familiar with it.

"Well, don't be too polite." Li Mu raised his hand: "I don't know?"

"My subordinates, move to the king's department."

"Your Majesty?" Li Mu was stunned for a moment, then turned his eyes sideways, seeing that there was no one nearby, he looked at him again, and said to the visitor seriously.

"Since it is the king's subordinate, I would have neglected it."

If it was really Wang Qian, it would naturally not be a trivial matter.