[Sword Three] Ancestral Dragon, Longjing Tea?

Hou Ying felt a little uneasy.

Counting the time, no matter how long Ji Guan was procrastinating, he should be able to fight against the soldiers of Qin in these two days.Although this Ji Guan is not very useful, but 1 people against 5000 people, no matter how you look at it, the odds of winning are great.So, what is this inexplicable uneasiness?

For many years, what Hou Ying believed most was his intuition.This intuition has allowed him to turn defeat into victory on the battlefield several times.Now... Hou Ying rolled his eyes: "Probably in China, some people finally couldn't sit still after seeing my outstanding achievements repeatedly?"

While he was nervous, he couldn't help feeling a little complacent.While writing books with his family and friends, he asked him to use more gold and silk to buy Wei Wang's servants so that they would say more good things about him and inform him about the affairs of the country.At the same time, he began to think about how to write a commendation form for Ji Guan, so that the form could not only praise Ji Guan's intelligence, Wei Wang's wisdom, but also quietly bring out his own importance.

The more Hou Ying thought about it, the more he felt that this was a very trivial and unmanageable matter.

"Hey, it's hard work for those who can, the ancients never deceived me!" He sighed softly, then frowned to show that he was really upset.

Little did he know, though, that soon he wouldn't have to worry about such trifles anymore.

The wind blew across the city wall of Mianchi, bringing up a piece of green waves, and the rustling sound of the leaves was particularly pleasant, and night came.And after the darkness of the night, a new dawn is waiting, waiting for tomorrow, there will be a different beginning...

"Meow~" Someone's cat uttered a soft meow, so lazy, as if it stretched a long waist.

Hou Ying put down the bamboo knife in his hand and beat his sore shoulder.

There was a creak, and the window rang.

"Who?" He just wanted to get up and close the window, but suddenly remembered that he closed the window with his own hands.

"Are you Hou Ying?" The visitor asked softly.

Hou Ying took a step back and touched his body habitually, only to find that he had already removed the sword.His heart tightened, and he grabbed the thick bamboo slips: "Who are you?"

"The person who wants your life." The man sighed softly, "Since you have come to Qin, let's stay with your life."

Hou Ying retreated in a panic, but bumped into a bamboo slip.The bamboo slips fell to the ground with a crackling sound, and he shouted: "Come..."

"Emperor Dragon Flying!" The man suddenly raised his hand and made a strange movement, that movement seemed to be dancing.

Hou Ying opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth wide, but he could no longer make a sound or move his eyes.There was panic in his eyes.However, it was too late.

At the end of his life, he didn't even know the name of the person who killed him, and why he killed him.

"The first one." Longjing put down his two swords, walked over, picked up his bamboo knife, and used his blood to write a big one on the case.

Then he turned around and disappeared into the darkness again.

That night, in Mianchi City, more than a dozen people died in horror, quietly, like the wind blowing through the woods outside.

After killing someone, Longjing returned to the inn, washed up briefly and then fell asleep. The next morning, the boss knocked on his door to wake him up.Longjing swaggered out of the city, but he had just left the city gate.On the back foot, Mianchi City was in chaos.

When Hu Mengshan heard the news of Wei Jun's chaos, he smashed his pottery bowl.

"Boss, what's the matter? A few days ago, the Colonel of the Wei Army asked us to inquire about the deployment of the Qin Army's troops at Hangu Pass..." the person on the side asked.

His face was pale, and he heard his subordinates hurriedly said: "Return the money, no, give him twice the amount..."

"What's the matter, boss?"

"We are Qin people, we must not do anything that is not good for Qin!"

"But boss, didn't you keep saying that as long as the money is given, it doesn't matter which country he is from..."

"Shut up!" Hu Mengshan raised his voice and shouted loudly, "Do as I say, in the future we must always remember that we are from Qin..."

He threw down his chair and turned around and walked in: "No way, what a coincidence, but yesterday afternoon I really only saw that young man alone. He gave a list, yes, everyone on this list is also dead." That's right... So, no, probably, impossible... How could it be possible for him alone... But, if he is not alone, there are others...'

"Why did our boss become so patriotic all of a sudden?"

"do not know."

"Uh, what kind of lieutenant Wei Jun gave a lot of money, do you really want to return twice as much?"

"do not know."

"Why don't you know anything?!"

"I do not know."

After all, Longjing was still too tender, he only cared about killing some capable generals of the Wei army, but forgot that the Wei soldiers who had no restraint, even if they could no longer pose a threat to Hangu Pass, they became wild beasts without cages After all, it is the common people who suffer.

The [-] soldiers of the Qin State brought nearly [-] captives, and they were destined to be unable to fight against the [-] soldiers in Mianchi.Where Longjing can't see, Mianchi has already begun to become a hell on earth.

Even though Hou Ying had a lot of bad things, he did his best on the surface, and he was effective in restraining the sergeants.Today, the sergeants who have lost their restraint have already regarded burning, killing and looting as a game.

When Longjing heard the news about Mianchi, it was already seven days later.

The messenger hurriedly came with the documents to communicate with Wei Guo.The letter was delivered to a nobleman at the junction of Wei State and Qin State.The nobleman immediately expressed his friendship and sincerity, and then repeatedly promised that he would send the letter to King Wei as soon as possible and give Qin a reply as soon as possible.

On the way back, the messenger passed Mianchi and saw this tragedy with his own eyes.If it wasn't for his good horse, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to come back either.

"Little General," the messenger general didn't get up after telling the details of Wei's affairs, "Mianchi is now... those soldiers of Wei State are committing atrocities against our Daqin people. I have seen them kill for fun, in broad daylight. I'm going to impose on this little girl who is seventeen or eight years old... this group of beasts, little general, we... what should we do?"

There was no smile on Longjing's face: "What did you say? What happened to Mianchi?"

"It is said that for some reason in Mianchi overnight, all the senior generals died, and the sergeants were not restrained, so they all went crazy..." The messenger detailed what he knew.

As for Longjing, when he heard that the cause of the incident was because he had killed all the generals, he was stunned for a moment.

"I'm going to take a look!" He suddenly stood up and rushed out, "Lieutenant Wang, I leave this place to you."

For the first time, he used the Great Qinggong, which he seldom used in front of people, and flew towards Mianchi.

There is only one thought in my heart: go and take a look, take a look, that Mianchi...

However, Mianchi, like a hell on earth, made Longjing completely crazy.

He jumped down, unable to hear the words of those demons, his eyes turned red, and he only knew how to kill.

Gradually, a mountain of corpses piled up around him.Gradually, no one within thirty feet of him should approach him.

The bullied girl supported the scarred middle-aged man and knelt down to Longjing.Longjing staggered back and leaned back on the mountain of corpses. He raised his hand and wanted to speak, but found that he was so tired that he could barely open his mouth.

"Benefactor, are you injured?" The girl screamed in panic.

'injured? Longjing was a little dazed, he tried his best to lower his head, and found that he was covered in bruises.

It turned out that he was not Superman, and it turned out that he would also be injured.

And this world never gives you a chance to start over.

Just as there is only one life, sometimes there is only one choice.

With a single mistake, he created such a hell.

"Ah Zheng, I made a mistake. I can't turn back my mistake." He raised his hand, gently blocking Lie Yang.

He didn't know how to get salvation.The people of this city, because of his self-righteousness, have come to such a fate.

Sergeants of the State of Wei, who were watching from the sidelines, approached gradually with their spears upright.The girl screamed, "They're coming!"

Longjing raised his head and looked at the soldiers.

Those sergeants obviously also saw his state at this time, and they became much more courageous.

"Mice!" Longjing jumped up, exhausted the last bit of strength in his body, and switched his mind, Fengxiu, Wangmu, Shangyuan, Huixue, and Xiangwu.

The eyes of the girl and the middle-aged man brightened, and they both felt much better.

Longjing took out a bottle of Wulianquan from the package and poured it with his head up, then threw the bottle away, switched to Bingxin, and rushed towards the Wei Guo sergeant.

Yes, his bleeding stopped, the wound began to heal slowly, and his internal strength was also energized because of Longchi.Even though he was exhausted, even though he really wanted to lie down like this, but—what he wanted to do more was to kill all these Wei people.

When he didn't really integrate into this dynasty, he also naively thought that people from all countries should be treated equally, but that was just a naive delusion. Maybe one day, people from all countries will really be as close as brothers.But that will only happen after Ying Zheng unifies the six countries.

Now, since they have committed such heinous crimes against the people of Qin, they should pay with blood.Use your own blood to wash away the crimes committed on this land.

Longjing's killing eyes were red, and he did not know how many people he had killed.The murderous move has become an instinct.

His hands were heavy as if he couldn't lift the two swords, but he was still fighting.

The emperor's dragon flying, the sword spirit universe, the sword god without me, the thunder and fury, the sword piercing the void, the dragon pond...

Continuously looping, he abandoned the tortoise string that could only attack single-handedly.He rushed into the crowd many times, used the sword god Wuwo to spin wildly, and exchanged all the wounds for heads all over the place...

The scorching sun was shining brightly, but no soldier dared to approach this killing god.Longjing chased them and killed them.

"Run! The lunatic is coming!"

"Run, hide! Madman..."

Everyone called him a lunatic, and even the young girl and middle-aged man who had been saved by him ran away from him in fear.

Longjing felt that he was indeed crazy.

He could feel the loss of physical strength, but he didn't know what else he could do other than kill.

Just as he was looking at the people running around in a daze, he heard a shout from behind: "Little General!"

Turning around in a daze, it was Wang Wei who came with hundreds of cavalry.

"Little general, come back quickly! General Yu Gong sent you a letter, which is said to be from Xianyang." Wang Wei shouted.

"Xianyang?" Longjing repeated in a daze, "A letter from Ah Zheng."

He walked out of Mianchi City slowly, blood trailed behind him like a shadow for a long, long time...

However, he still walked over, step by step, to Wang Wei's side.

"Letter to me." He stretched out his hand in a begging gesture.

Then, he fell down like this, and fell headlong on the yellow sand...

The author has something to say: This chapter is very difficult to write, I wrote it for three hours.It has been modified many times, and finally this version came out, which is still unsatisfactory.

Then, under Chapter 16, someone questioned Zhao Gao's identity, saying that he was a eunuch.I originally wanted to reply, but I don’t know why I couldn’t reply to the message today. I can only modify it when the author of Chapter 16 has something to say.

In terms of the narration of the history of the Qin Dynasty in "Historical Records", everyone can just read it as a fan fiction.After all, Sima Qian even described Qin Shihuang and his staff, as well as the psychological activities of various characters in the history of the Qin Dynasty in detail, which is also a very hard work.I have always suspected that he can actually read minds. (It cannot be ruled out that it was an order issued by the ruler of the Han Dynasty. After all, the Han Dynasty was a dynasty that appeared after the Qin Dynasty. Is it the boss who has a hard fist?)

Another: There are two opinions on Zhao Gao's identity in Baidu Encyclopedia. Generally speaking, I am more inclined to say that Zhao Gao is a nobleman rather than an eunuch.

PS: As a pseudo-textual research party, I am also very hardworking, hahaha