I crossed over and became the fate of the Qin Dynasty

# The general trend of the world rises with the wind, where in Kyushu dare to go east

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Chapter 157 The Great Trend Han Qi (please subscribe, please collect)

The wind and rain in Zhengcheng is still a bit heavy, at least a little bit bigger than other places.

King Han Huanhui sat alone in the bedroom, with no other people waiting around, just sat in the bedroom, listening to the wind and rain outside.

It has been two or three years since South Korea borrowed from Qin State, but Han Huanhui King has never returned to Xinzheng, and has been living in Zhengcheng, the capital of Han Dynasty.

None of what Qin promised at the beginning was fulfilled, and it cannot be said that it is probably because South Korea showed weakness and could not defend Daliang (Wei Du).

And because the envoys of various countries formed a private alliance in Anyi, it is impossible to take the Wei capital Daliang as their own anyway, so they can only return it intact.

Even so, King Han Huanhui dared not return to Xinzheng.

Xinzheng is no longer safe. There is Daqin in the west and Wei in the north. No matter which one it is, it is not easy to get along with each other.

Compared with the original capital city, Zhengcheng, the current accompanying capital, is much more stable.

The rain outside was still dripping down, making King Han Huanhui a little sleepy.

Vaguely, in confusion, King Han Huanhui seemed to hear someone calling his name: "Han Ran."

How long has it been since that name has been called, for how long?King Han Huanhui didn't know that since he ascended the throne, no one seemed to dare to call him that.

Even the country of Qin, which was extremely domineering back then, still had to call him king, King Han.

"Bold." King Han Huanhui opened his eyes, looked at the place where the voice came from, and reprimanded lightly, "You can easily call out the name of the king?"

I don't know if it was Ting Yu who listened to it. King Han Huanhui's speech is also a little limp now, without any imperial power at all.

"Are you also worthy of being called the King of Han?"

The voice sneered, like a bow and crossbow vibrating, or like a sword breaking a sword armor, it directly brought back the spirit of Han Huanhui and Wang Zhen.

The scene in front of him has shocked King Han Huanhui, which is beyond his cognition.

Even if Qin Tianzi Yingzheng wiped out the coalition forces of all countries with one hand, he had never seen it or never seen it, and what he heard would never be as shocking as it is now.

What appeared in front of his eyes were two weapons, two weapons that King Han Huanhui was all too familiar with.

A crossbow and a long sword, these two things were held in the air by a pair of invisible hands.

And that voice came from here.

King Han Huanhui was speechless in astonishment, and an emotion called fear instantly filled his heart and climbed into his mind.

"Is this the so-called king's majesty? It's a bit ridiculous."

The voice sounded again, and King Han Huanhui had confirmed that the voice was made by these two weapons, these two things!

"What are you guys?!" King Han Huanhui no longer cared about the so-called dignity of the king, he was just afraid now, afraid of death.

He has controlled such things as rights for a long time, and now King Han Huanhui is old and has begun to fear the so-called death.

"Are you afraid?" Weapon's words were full of jokes, "King Han shouldn't be afraid."

"My widow, I have never been afraid of my widow!" King Han Huanhui said angrily, but he was not at ease, and hurriedly shouted: "Come here!! Come here! Help! Help!"

"Don't waste your energy, no one will hear you." This time, the sound did not have the sound of a bowstring, but was as sharp as a sword, and it pierced straight into King Han Huanhui's heart.

"Seeing you in such a miserable state, if Han Zhaohou and the Korean ancestors hadn't asked me, I wouldn't have come to help you."

The sound of the bowstring sounded again, echoing the sound of the sword.

"What's the point now? You are the King of Han, why are you afraid of being like this? If I tell you that the Qin State is preparing to attack Han, you might want to go there directly!"

Originally, the words of this weapon were beyond King Han Huanhui's cognition, not to mention his ancestor Han Zhaohou, and now he mentioned that Qin State was going to attack South Korea.

This series of blows had already caused King Han Huanhui to break out in cold sweat, covering the entire skirt of his clothes.

He still had some thick clothes, but when he was blown by the wind from nowhere, he looked a little cold.

"Look at him." The crossbow and sword said, "Look at him, doesn't he look like a king at all?"

"It's better to behead him, and then find another son of the clan to be the new king, which can be regarded as a bit majestic."

The sword's words were still sharp, and it pierced into King Han Huanhui's heart viciously, smashing his luck to pieces.

"Aren't you planning to rebel?" King Han Huanhui didn't know what he was going crazy, he even pointed at two weapons, two weapons that could talk, pointing at them, saying that they were going to rebel.

Huang Miao, but it had to be like this, King Han Huanhui was already a little scared, afraid that these two things would really kill him, and then find another one from the clan.

"You're already panicking." Gong Xian's voice was still playful and teasing, "If Han Zhaohou hadn't chosen you personally, I'm afraid he might have changed someone just now."

King Han Huanhui naturally knew who Han Zhaohou was. This ancestor can be said to be one of the most powerful monarchs in Korea.

This is not the first time his name has been mentioned. These two weapons seem to be sent down, and they use Han Zhaohou's name everywhere.

"Does the former king have any orders?" King Han Huanhui took another look at the sharpness of the two weapons, and knew that it was impossible to be overbearing now.

If he was really killed by these two things, he might not even be able to catch the murderer. No one would believe that these two weapons killed King Han Huanhui.

They would only believe that it was King Han Huanhui who committed suicide with a crossbow or sword.

As for the motive, no one will know, and no one wants to know. They will happily accept the news of his death.

The superior should be promoted, the most he can do is to fake cry a few times at his funeral, and think of him later, I am afraid there will only be a smile.

"Of course there are orders." The crossbow didn't speak, and the sword took it, "Han Zhaohou said, seeing that you have the appearance of a co-lord and the body of an overlord, you should lead South Korea and become the overlord once."

King Han Huanhui was silent. He knew that this was impossible, so he remained silent.

He couldn't even refute, and he didn't know what a rebuttal looked like.

Whether he was ridiculed, shot to death here by a crossbow, or split by that sword, no one can tell.

Now King Han Huanhui knows a truth, silence is the truth of gold.

"You're afraid." The sword's function is to convey a message, and the crossbow seems to exist to mock King Han Huanhui. "If you are afraid, send the throne away by yourself, and we won't make things difficult for you."

"But in case you interfere in politics again, so we will cut you into a pig."

Jian added another sentence, blocking the words of King Han Huanhui's refusal in his throat, and did not spit it out.

Silence, still silence, neither agreeing nor refusing.