Qin Shi: Beginning as the first emperor's younger brother

"Call me master."

"Huh?" Yan Lingji was puzzled, when is this?

But she still called him 'Master' very obediently and docilely.

Hearing this, Ying Yuan smiled, and then said seriously: "Slaves are the most despicable species in this world, because they never know how to fight against fate.

No matter what, even if you lose your life, what you should fight, you still have to fight, otherwise, you will be enslaved for a lifetime, how sad it will be. "

"Why did you suddenly say such a sentence to me?" Yan Lingji was very puzzled.

Ying Yuan said: "I just suddenly remembered a sentence, starting from the humble end, life is like an ant, but I also yearn for the light, and finally shine."

"Are you fighting now?" Yan Lingji asked.

Ying Yuan said, "Let's count."

"If Benhou dies today, you can find a place to live in seclusion no matter where you came from and go back. In short, don't let others control your fate."

He only left these words to Yan Lingji, and then led the iron eagle swordsmen to attack.

This trip is to break through a city gate.

The shouts and shouts outside Xianyang City were deafening. If it was as expected, it should be that the Lishan Camp and the Bashang Camp were already fighting.

When Lu Buwei attacked the palace, he would definitely use the city defenders.

Now is the best time to attack the city gate.

As long as an opening is opened and the Lantian camp led by Meng Wu joins forces, then the city gate will be broken and Lu Buwei will be completely defeated.

However, if after Lu Buwei captured the palace, he would lead his troops back and forth with carbine guns, and cooperate with the defenders to pinch Ying Yuan back and forth.

Then, he would be defeated like a mountain.

Therefore, for the two of them, the outcome is only a matter of thought.

Long before Lu Buwei started the layout, Ying Yuan had already discussed with Meng Wu that as long as the incident happened, he would focus on attacking the North Gate.

Therefore, the eight hundred iron eagle swordsmen led by Ying Yuan just wanted to capture the North Gate as soon as possible and let the Mengwu army enter the city.

The streets in Xianyang City became more and more silent.

Every household heard the sound of beating and killing.

They didn't dare to speak out, and shivered at home, while still hoping in their hearts that they must not be affected by the flames of war.

Eight hundred iron eagle swordsmen, as well as Ying Yuan, all galloped through the street, trying to approach the north gate as quickly as possible.

As for Yan Lingji, she was still wandering in the back hall of Zhangtai Palace.

She was thinking about whether to help Ying Yuan.

After struggling for a long time, I finally made a decision, "Life is like an ant? For a person as high as you, life is more precious than anyone else, why can you still say the words "life is like an ant?" Interesting...Suddenly, I really don’t want to see you dead."

Her decision is not enough to affect the overall situation, and even the situational battle has extremely limited influence.

But this is her wish.

There was chaos everywhere, she could have just walked away.

But where can it go?

If Ying Yuan died, no one would protect her well.

If he didn't die, he would definitely use the watchman to re-arrest her afterwards.

Therefore, it seems that it took a long time to firmly believe in helping Ying Yuan, but in fact, it was also because there was no other choice.

In the street, many of Lu Buwei's men were patrolling around. When they saw Ying Yuan and others rushing, they didn't hesitate. After sending out someone to notify Xiangbang, the remaining men immediately went to kill them.

And at this moment, the eight hundred iron eagle swordsmen also consciously split up their hands to fight.

The bright moon in the sky suddenly became brighter and brighter.

Under the illumination of the night light, nearly a thousand people continued to move forward one street after another, and their hands became more and more scattered.

However, their beliefs are firm.

That is to rush to the North City at all costs!

[108.1 Chapter Five: The Storm (please subscribe!)]

The moon and stars are rare.

Ziwei shone with charming brilliance, as if glowing and glowing.

The stars surrounding it are all competing for beauty.

Almost concealing its brilliance.

On the streets of Xianyang City.

In the criss-crossing, Lu Buwei's men came to stop Ying Yuan constantly.

Every time the eight hundred iron eagle swordsmen saw the enemy rushing, someone would stay at the rear of their team and fight with them in close combat.

Gradually, several streets began to be filled with the shadows of swords and swords, reflecting the moonlight like water.

Before reaching Beicheng, more than [-] of the [-] soldiers had already been mobilized to resist the enemy forces from all walks of life.

Ying Yuan held the halberd tightly and kept rushing forward.

For him, the most precious thing right now is time.

Therefore, he would not waste time by fighting with two or three kittens jumping out from all directions here.

Eight hundred iron eagle swordsmen, each wearing golden heavy armor.

Ying Yuan, who was the leader, looked particularly heavy in armor.

He ran at a fast speed, and the blade of the halberd rubbed against the ground, and the flames immediately burst out.

Behind the swordsmen, everyone wears long swords.

All of them are majestic.

This is the last strength Ying Yuan can show.

At this moment, the four directions of Xianyang City are under different attacks.