Chaotic Qin

After a fierce battle, less than 3000 of the [-] Qin troops brought out to guard were left.

After Yingzheng gave the order, Leng completely ignored his own safety and sent two thousand Qin troops to search along the way.

But the results he got were even more frightening.

The cloak tied around Qin Zichu's neck by Yingzheng himself and his torn robes were found in a mountain stream and on the bank of a steep slope connected to it.

Ying Zheng held the broken clothes tightly, exuding a cold and murderous look all over his body.

"My lord, Zhang Liang who was appointed by Shang Wang to accompany him this time has also disappeared." When Ying Zheng was full of anger, Zhao Tuo brought such interesting news.

Sure enough, Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows, showing a strange expression.

He whispered: "In this assassination, the thieves all came straight to the imperial driver, and none of the drivers behind were attacked - but Zhang Liang disappeared? Check if there are any palace slaves who saw him disappear. Yes, and where are you going?"

Zhao Tuo had already inquired about these things clearly, and when he heard Ying Zheng's question, he immediately replied: "Returning to the lord, according to the account of the palace slaves, when the bandits first started making trouble, they didn't know where Zhang Liang went. At that time, they all thought that Zhang Liang was hiding in the carriage, but they couldn't find Zhang Liang after getting into the carriage. Because Zhang Liang was still young, and his foot shape was different from that of an adult man, the minister sent people to search carefully near the carriage he was riding in. , the only row of footprints that match the size disappears in the same direction as the king."

Judging from Zhao Tuo's intentions, I'm afraid he has identified Zhang Liang as the internal response to the bandit attack.

But Ying Zheng didn't believe it.

Although Zhang Liang was a descendant of South Korea, he was too young. When South Korea was destroyed, he didn't know much about national enmity. Moreover, he had to rely entirely on Qin Zichu's care in the palace for these years to live happily.

Without the solid backing of "The Supreme King of Qin", Zhang Liang will never have a better life in the future than he is now.

Therefore, even if the person who planned the bandit attack had anything to do with the Korean adherents, he would never have anything to do with Zhang Liang.

Ying Zheng shook his head and denied Zhao Tuo's speculation, and said calmly, "Go and investigate again, there must be something wrong with this matter."

"Yes, Lord!" Zhao Tuo didn't ask Ying Zheng how he judged that Zhang Liang had nothing to do with this matter, as long as Ying Zheng made this conclusion, he firmly believed it.

"Wait." Seeing that Zhao Tuo turned around and left after accepting the order, Ying Zheng frowned, and suddenly called to stop him.

Zhao Tuo turned around and knelt down in front of Ying Zheng again, waiting for the king to issue orders.

Ying Zheng fell into an awkward silence.

For a long time, in order to reduce Qin Zichu's sense of existence, the two of them tacitly reduced the number of times Qin Zichu appeared in front of the ministers.

In front of him, Ying Zheng had a bitter fruit.

Qin Zichu's mianfu has been dropped along the way, of course, even if the mianfu is added to his body, Qin Zichu will definitely take all the clothes that can reveal his identity around a settlement where there are ethnic groups that are extremely unfriendly to the ruler of Qin. abandon.

Therefore, no one could recognize Qin Zichu's identity by virtue of his face.

After all, no matter how focused on nourishing the mind in this world, no one has ever seen a 44-year-old with a face so tender that water can be squeezed out!

But since the opponent couldn't recognize Qin Zichu's identity, could the county magistrates and sheriffs sent from all over the Qin country recognize that unbelievably young man as their king? !

Naturally it is impossible.

Yingzheng was in a dilemma at this time.

Once Qin Zichu's appearance is announced to the outside world, even if he doesn't say that he is the Supreme King of Qin, the enemy will definitely realize that Qin Zichu's identity is unusual, which may lead to danger for him.

What's worse is that the Qin officials along the way misunderstood Ying Zheng's meaning, thinking that the king ordered the search for the assassin, and hurt him after discovering Qin Zichu.

Not announcing the news of Qin Zichu's disappearance is even worse, because Qin Zichu has lost the opportunity to be actively searched by the Qin army.

Ying Zheng will never tolerate this!

"...Master?" Zhao Tuo tentatively called out to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng closed his eyes and said in an extremely tired tone: "Send people to continue to search for the location where Wang Jian's army is stationed, and at the same time send people to search along all the tributaries of the river, and don't miss any possible news."

"Yes, my lord." Zhao Tuo was ordered to leave.

As soon as Zhao Tuo left, Ying Zheng was silent for a moment, then opened his eyes and looked at Ren Xiao who was still kneeling on the ground and refused to get up.

He waved his hands calmly and said in a low voice, "Get up."

Ren Xiao kowtowed hard on the ground of Yujia's carriage, and said in a tight voice: "I deserve death for my crimes, please give me death penalty from the lord."

Ying Zheng looked at Ren Xiao, and said seriously: "You really deserve to die, but you can't die at this time - you have to dig three feet to find the king safely. Ren Xiao, don't let the widow disappoint you again, Take care of the people in your county. Hmph, the people of Juluze really don’t know anything about such a big commotion? Not one of them is innocent! Let me kill them all.”

Qin Zichu was like a rein in Yingzheng's life, pulling him tightly, preventing him from enslaving the people under his rule like cattle and horses again.

At this time, Qin Zichu was missing, and Ying Zheng found it increasingly difficult to restrain his suppressed desire to kill.

Since the whole world belongs to him, why do the unscrupulous people in Juluze need to survive?

When the emperor was angry, he should have buried millions of corpses!

Ren Xiao was obviously surprised by Ying Zheng's decision.

The king has not yet been found, so such a big fight is too easy to arouse the resentment and resistance of the survivors of Qi and Chu.

But Ren Xiao was also a loyal person to Ying Zheng. Seeing that Ying Zheng's face was frosty, he took over the task without saying a word, and exited directly from Yujia.

He said in his heart: The king entrusted the task of finding people to the guards of CRRC, so it can be seen that he is really angry in his heart.

Excluding the casualties and the soldiers of the Qin army who went to look for Qin Zichu, there were not many remaining soldiers.

But even so, compared to ordinary people who don't know how to fight at all, every soldier of the Qin army has the ability to defeat a hundred with one.

There are more than 700 civilians in Julu Zezu. When they faced less than [-] Qin troops, they didn't even have the strength to escape. They could only cry and wait for the cold murderous weapons to end their lives. Let them turn into fertilizer in this swamp.

With such a large number of people, even if the Qin army beheaded one after another, the massacre lasted for a whole afternoon.

When the sun sets, the muddy road in Juluze has been dyed an indelible color of blood, leaving only the smell of blood bubbling in the air to remind tens of thousands of lives that disappeared here, for Qin Zichu's smooth transition. Ideas quietly buried twists and turns.

Of course Qin Zichu knew nothing about all this.

In fact, he doesn't have the leisure to think about so many issues now.

It is beyond imagination to meet an exaggerated 5000 people on the road of the imperial driving east tour to deal with the ambush team. If they are assassinated again on the way to rescue the soldiers, it can be said that this is an impossible task.

But it happened that Qin Zichu was protected by a group of Qin troops, and he ran into the army stationed in Baiyue that hadn't returned yet!

"Protect the king, rush out of the encirclement, don't spare your life!" The captain gave an order, and the cavalry of the Qin army immediately followed his password and waved their weapons to form a circular array, wrapping Qin Zichu tightly in the center Protect up.

In a short period of time, Qin Jun achieved great results.

Wherever they passed, blood spattered, constantly beheading the bandits who rushed in front of their horses.

Qin Zichu thought that if he did this, he would be able to move forward with peace of mind.

But Qin Zichu soon realized that he had taken it for granted.

The people who guarded him were the regular army of Qin State, but the ones who came to assassinate him were a group of desperate bandits. They didn't have the integrity of the soldiers of the regular army, and they didn't follow the rules.

A piercing whistle passed, and the knot had been thrown from one end to the other, and the two bandits pulled the rope high while the horse team rushed in front of them with malicious smiles on their faces.

"Plop--!" With a muffled sound, the soldier of Qin State at the front of the circle fell to the ground hard. He was completely crushed by the fat and strong horse, and a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth and ran down his chin. full body.

Not long after, the knight had lost his breath.

The Qin army in the rear immediately slowed down the galloping speed of the galloping horse, and tried hard to adjust the formation, always keeping Qin Zichu's guard in the middle.

But before Qin Jun got over the second embarrassment of tripping the horse rope, countless arrows rained from both sides of the mountain stream, trying to shoot Qin Jun and Qin Zichu together.

Their accuracy was not good, and Ke Shengzai's position was too good.

In such a dense rain of arrows, it is almost impossible to not get hurt at all.

The setting sun was like blood, scorching Qin Zichu's sweaty back harshly.

The number of soldiers protecting him continued to decrease, but he gritted his teeth and galloped forward recklessly.

If he died in this assassination, then the soldiers who sacrificed their lives to protect him would have died in vain!

"Shangwang, lean to the left!" A crisp shout suddenly echoed behind him.

Qin Zichu recognized that it was Zhang Liang's voice, and without even thinking about turning his horse's head, he leaned on the horse's back and pulled the reins closer to the mountain on the left.

"Dud, du, du --!!!" The sound of an arrow piercing into flesh and blood sounded, but Qin Zichu didn't dare to turn his head back, and still ran forward.

Suddenly a warm body was stuck behind him, followed by the horrific stinging pain from the arrows constantly shooting at that body that didn't know whose body it belonged to, causing the warrior pressing on him to tremble .

The body attached to his back finally gradually lost its warmth, his posture stiffened and he tilted outwards, and finally fell off Qin Zichu's horse, completing his mission of "protecting the king".

Qin Zichu was not a weak person, but now his eyes couldn't help but shed tears.

"Be careful!" The heart-piercing shout sounded from behind again.

Qin Zichu tried to let himself lie on the horse's back completely, but it was useless, a sharp arrow pierced into his thigh.

Qin Zichu's equestrian skills are very ordinary. He has neglected to practice all these years, so he is lucky to be able to survive until now.

At this time, he was shot suddenly, and finally he could no longer control the horse under his crotch, and was thrown to the ground hard.

"Let's go! I'll take you away!" A stubborn voice came to Qin Zichu's ears from behind.

Zhang Liang, who didn't know how to keep up, jumped off his horse and dragged Qin Zichu into the groove between the mountain streams in a panic.

The two of them, one thin and the other small, managed to hide in the next round of arrow rain despite their exhausted efforts.

But as soon as they entered, the two of them immediately fell hard from the crack between the mountain walls, tugging at each other, and they didn't know where they rolled.

Before losing consciousness, Qin Zichu thought to himself: It would be better to die outside.

If I can't find my body, Ah Zheng will be in a hurry, right?