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Chapter 70 His Majesty the Great Qin Emperor
When Lord Xinchuan fell into a coma, Yin Lin was already on his way back to Xinchuan from Jinchuan with Yuan Xu, the eldest son of Jinchuan, and several concubine young masters under Lord Jinchuan's knees.

But Lord Jinchuan and Mrs. Jinchuan were temporarily left in Jinchuan Palace by him.

Jinchuan is now full of his people, and the master of Jinchuan, as well as the other masters of Qichuan, can't afford to make any big waves.

At the same time, the letters spread all over Jiuchuan. Except for Xinchuan, the soldiers and horses of the other eight rivers belonged to the "Great Qin", and they had already gathered [-] soldiers, known as [-], and they gathered towards Xinchuan in a mighty manner.

half a month later.

At this time, the city gates of Xinchuan Capital were closed, and no entry or exit was allowed. Seeing that the [-] Qin army was about to approach the city, and the food storage in the city was almost exhausted, Yin Zheng stood on the city wall and looked at the distant sky. Take a long sigh.

When his father fell, the fourth eldest Yin Jun wanted to seize power.

Ironically, the turbulent Jiuchuan had already been calmed down by the Great Qin soldiers and horses who were like gods descending. On the contrary, there was a turmoil in the precarious Xinchuan court.

Yin Zheng had no choice but to use all his means to suppress Yin Jun and take up the burden himself.

The ridiculous thing is that his wife, Li Wei, said that she will always support him, but she can only grow vegetables every day to alleviate the problem of insufficient food, and there is no other way.

The soldiers and horses of Daqin gathered all the way, and broke through many counties in Xinchuan along the way.

The scouts ahead came to report, and with the speed of those soldiers and horses, it would probably take a few days to arrive at the gate of the capital of Xinchuan.

But up to now, Yin Zheng still doesn't know where this "Great Qin" came from.

Just when he was thinking hard, Su Shen, the manager beside him, came and put a fur coat on him: "Young master, the city wall is very windy, let's go back?"

Yin Zheng shook his head and sighed, "I can't go back, I want to stay here."

"Can……"

Su Shen still wanted to say something, but stopped talking.

He wanted to say, how can you defend it all by yourself? Even if there are three thousand soldiers in the city, but the opponent has one hundred thousand, how can you defend it?

Even if you are sleepy, as long as you are sleepy for another half a month, the people in the capital will rush into the city gate from the inside out because they can't afford to eat!
All his thoughts could only be turned into a long sigh, quietly accompanying Yin Zheng.

A few more days passed.

At dawn on this day, a heavy horn sounded "Woo-oo--" from outside the city.

Yin Zheng woke up suddenly from the edge of the city wall, tried his best to open his sleepy eyes, and looked into the distance, but saw a long smoke dragon suddenly rolled up at the junction of the sky and the horizon.

The smoke dragon got bigger and bigger.

Now he saw it clearly.

"It's Qin Jun!"

Yin Zheng shouted, "Be alert! Be alert!"

But only a handful of people responded to him.

Looking back, there were only a few black-armored soldiers who stood up holding the spears in their hands, and walked tremblingly to the edge of the city wall. His figure was shaking, as if he would be blown down by the wind in the next second.

Yin Zheng's heart skipped a beat.

Only then did he remember that many people hadn't had a full meal for several days.

It is said that it is half a month's worth of grain, but if it is eaten according to the usual amount of food, it is estimated that there will be no grain of rice left in a few days.

Looking at the approaching army, his face was ashen.

The speed of one hundred thousand Qin soldiers was very fast. The cavalry was in front and the infantry was behind. It only took a moment for them to gather under the city wall.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The morale of the Qin army below was at its peak, and they kept shouting the word "kill".

This does not seem to be a war, but a slaughter feast that is about to begin.

Yin Zheng's face turned pale.

At this time, a general riding a tall horse, wearing black armor, and looking very heroic from a distance, stepped forward from the army.

He rode forward, and the fierce cavalry on the left and right made way for him.

"Old eight?!"

Yin Zheng saw the handsome face under the armor, his heart froze, and he wondered if he had betrayed too...

Yes.

He went to Jinchuan to visit his relatives, and Jinchuan had fallen, so how could he be spared... It must be considered lucky to be able to survive.

"Sixth brother, don't come here without any problems."

When Yin Ling spoke, the expression on his face was neither sad nor happy, it was really like an old friend reminiscing about the old days.

Yin Zheng said: "Old Ba, as the young master of Xinchuan, did you betray Xinchuan and your father like this?! What benefits did they give you?"

Although he understands Yin Ling, it doesn't mean he can swallow this breath.

These words are not blaming Yin Ling, but Da Qin.

Yin Ling:? ? ?
What benefit did it give?
Yin Ling was a little dazed when he heard that.

It didn't do any good, it just gave the throne of the co-lord of Jiuchuan, oh, the real co-lord of Jiuchuan, not the playboy of Lao Shizi's "Jiuchuan Peace League".

"Sixth brother, stop talking, let's open the city gate first, so as not to lose our lives. The brothers behind me will not listen to you wasting time here. When we enter the city, I will catch up with you, brother."

Yin Ling said lightly.

"The life is in charcoal!"

"The life is in charcoal!"

"The life is in charcoal!"

"..."

The tens of thousands of soldiers behind him waved their flags and shouted, the voice shook the sky and the earth, as if they were really going to level the capital of Xinchuan.

Hearing such a voice, not to mention Yin Zheng, even the withered soldiers on the city wall all looked pale.

Now in the whole of Jiuchuan, there is only Xinchuan Capital, an isolated city, and even the other counties in Xinchuan have surrendered. Under such circumstances, it is meaningless to swear to the death.

Just like what Yin Ling said, so as not to save lives.

"Yin Ling!"

Yin Zheng became angry with embarrassment, "Is your lord of the Great Qin a coward?! Now that he has asked you to come forward, why don't you have a debate with me openly! I would like to ask him, why did he destroy the Jiuchuan Alliance? Why start a war!"

Yin Ling:? ? ?
Great Qin general:? ? ?
The Lord of Great Qin, isn't he just talking to you?
Immediately, tens of thousands of soldiers let out a burst of laughter.

A burly general in black armor, with his horse on his back, walked to the place behind Yin Ling's body, raised his right arm, and pointed the spear in his hand at Yin Zheng on the city wall: "Blind your dog eyes! Emperor Daqin Your Majesty is right in front of you, but you don’t know Mount Tai! Quickly open the city gate, or I will lead an army to level you!”

This person is General Mochuan Bingma, now the former general of Great Qin, Bai Wu!
This person is heartless, straightforward, and when he first saw Yin Ling's firecracker army, he immediately accepted his head and bowed, vowing to follow Yin Ling.

At that time, he didn't even know that even the lord of their Mo Chuan was already a member of Yin Ling.

Yin Zheng was startled when he heard that.

What is His Majesty the Great Qin Emperor?
Yin... Rock?

Just as he was in a daze, an exclamation came out from nowhere in the city: "Dong, Dongcheng is broken!"

He was startled.

Immediately, exclamations erupted from all directions at the same time.

"West City Gate..."

"North City Gate..."

"The south city gate... is broken!"

His face was pale, and his mind instantly went blank.

　It's late, it's late, there's no way, it's a man who has to slow down
　　
　
(End of this chapter)