Daqin: Prince Peerless, guarding Hangu for ten years!

Chapter 117 The Handan Goddess is about to appear!
Handan city.

Darkness gradually engulfed the city, but the fighting still did not stop.

"kill!"

"Kill!"

In the flickering firelight, the blood-stained faces were stained with blue light, looking as ferocious as ghosts. The broken armor was dripping with blood, and it was completely impossible to tell whether it belonged to the enemy or one's own.

call out!
In the dark night, the cold arrows shot instantly penetrated the bodies of Qin's soldiers. They screamed and fell to the ground without the strength to release them.

"Kill!" The leader of the team, Shi Chang, had bloodshot eyes. He raised his long sword full of gaps, and the soldiers behind him pounced on him like zombies.

On the opposite side, Sergeant Zhao, who had thrown away his bow and arrow, also grabbed the weapon beside him and rushed forward.

The sound of gold and iron clashing came from the dark alley, followed by the sound of flesh and blood being pierced. The chaotic footsteps stopped for a moment, and then there was the sound of heavy objects falling.

call--

All the soldiers had no time to take a breath, and then they picked up the weapons in their hands and gradually moved forward.

The fighting did not stop with the fall of night, but became more dangerous. If you were not careful, you would fall completely to invisible traps and secret arrows.

At this moment, for both parties fighting, it has completely become a see-saw-like torture.

The tenacity of the descendants of the Ying family surnamed Zhao destined that this war would only become more bloody and tragic.

"what……"

Shrill screams came from a distance, and the towering watchtowers and arrow pavilions in the city were set on fire. The raging fire dispelled the darkness nearby, and burning people continued to fall from them.

The field of vision rose, and at this moment, the entire Handan City gradually lit up with dots of firelight, like wandering will-o'-the-wisps, gradually covering the entire city.

At this time, bursts of roars sounded from the west direction of the city.

"drop!"

"drop!"

At first it was just a faint sound, but as the cavalry carrying orders galloped through every street, the roar gradually became louder.

The soldiers who were fighting in blood turned to look in the direction of the sound. Iron hooves stepped over the corpses on the ground, and the high-pitched voice of the knight was heard in the dark night.

"General, destroy all enemies outside the city..."

"If the Zhao people in the city come down, they will be born..."

"Submission of Qin will lead to prosperity!!!"

High-pitched words continued to spread in the darkness, and all the Qin soldiers who heard the news opened their eyes wide. It was like a shot in the arm of all the tired Qin soldiers, and they were exhausted. Light gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Win? Win. The general is victorious!"

"We won, haha, we won!!"

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

"Wind! Wind! Gale!"

The moment he tightened his grip on the weapon in his hand, the knight who followed the order involuntarily roared.

"drop!"

"drop!"

Waves of roaring sounds swept through Handan City like a strong wind, spreading throughout the streets and alleys of Handan in a very short period of time. The two sides who were fighting immediately came to a standstill.

In the east part of the city, Ying Chu, who was following Qin's soldiers in the charge, heard this. The hand holding the sword trembled. He suddenly turned his head and looked back. The next moment, his eyes opened wide and his body immediately began to tremble.

"Won? The battle outside the city was won. It's about to end!!!"

Hoarse cheers suddenly came from Ying Chu's mouth, and the breath that had been clenching his teeth suddenly released, and in an instant, suppressed pain swept through his body like a tide.

hiss!
The severe pain made Ying Chu's body tremble violently, his eyes darkened, and he instinctively panicked in his heart.

At this moment of distraction, Zhao Ren on the opposite side saw the opportunity for Ying Chu to be distracted and rushed over with the halberd in his hand as if desperate.

"Go to hell!"

He also heard the shouts of the Qin soldiers in the city. The belief that he originally insisted on completely collapsed. He was crazy and wanted to die together with Ying Chu in front of him.

Lu Buwei and the remaining disciples around him were all frightened. While hurriedly fending off their enemies, they screamed in surprise.

"Be careful……"

"Get out of the way."

"Wang Sun..."

Everyone's eyes were splitting, especially Lu Buwei among the crowd, blood was pouring from the corners of his eyes.

Everything he had was on Ying Chu, and he even risked his own life to fight with Ying Chu.

As long as Ying Chu returns to Qin, all his previous investments will receive generous returns, ten times or a hundred times. Even if Ying Chu can succeed the King of Qin in the future, it will be an unimaginable huge return.

But if Ying Chu fell in this place.

He lost everything.

"Ah..." Lu Buwei shouted desperately, holding the long sword in his hand and rushing towards Ying Chu's position.

However, their screams just now alerted the surrounding Zhao people and the remaining Zhao soldiers.

"Wang grandson?"

"Wang Sun."

"Kill him and avenge the king!!!"

Amidst the shrill roars and under the flickering firelight, all the Zhao people went completely crazy. They didn't care about their own lives at all, and rushed towards Ying Chu like a tide, roaring like a life-threatening ghost:
"kill him."

"kill him!!!"

Ying Chu opened his eyes wide and looked at the Zhao people rushing around him. His whole body was shaking like chaff, and the hand holding the long sword was about to chop at them.

However, at this moment, he couldn't do anything. The strength in his body seemed to have been drained out, and even the long sword originally held in his hand was sinking.

Ying Chu looked at the ferocious face that kept enlarging in his field of vision, his pupils kept shrinking, but there was a look of despair on the blood-stained face.

"Do not……"

"I don't want to die..."

"I haven't returned to Qin yet, I haven't become a prince yet..."

However, from the corner of his eye, he could see that the Qin soldiers, Lu Buwei and others were entangled by the Zhao people, and they could not rush over at all. Even if they could rush over, it was already too late.

His vision trembled sharply, his heartbeat stopped at this moment, and the sound of wind and thunder in the distance was even blurred in his ears.

"I don't want to die..."

Right now.

A bolt of black lightning shot from a distance, with a whooshing sound it passed by Ying Chu's ear, cutting off his messy hair, and pinned Zhao Ren, who was charging towards him, to the ground with unparalleled power.

With a puff.

Blood splattered and the shaft of the halberd trembled.

Drops of warmth splashed on Ying Chu's face, and the halberd that was originally meant to stab him passed through Ying Chu's ribs in a narrow and dangerous manner. The blade of the halberd scraped against the broken armor.

There was a moment of silence around.

With a pop, Ying Chu collapsed to the ground completely exhausted, his chest rising and falling sharply, breathing in fresh air like a fish on the shore.

"Hu-hu-hu-"

At the moment of life and death, a face had completely lost all color.

At this moment, he heard the sound of iron hoofs cracking the ground, approaching from a distance.

Ying Chu turned around and saw a tall figure as tall as a mountain rushing out of the darkness in the east. The powerful momentum made everyone's breathing stagnant.Immediately afterwards, in the shadows behind him, a Qin soldier came out in unison, shouting.

"General!" "Prince Jun!"

All the Qin soldiers shouted out in unison, with a look of fanaticism on their faces.

Ying Chu's eyes suddenly opened, his body trembled, and his mouth opened and closed. He never expected that he would meet Ying Jun in such a situation.

Even though he has never met Ying Jun, he still knows that Ying Jun is the commander-in-chief of the army and his uncle who has never been masked.

The remaining Zhao people had expressions of despair on their faces, wanting to continue fighting, but facing the gaze of Ying Jun's deep eyes, they could do nothing.

"Drop your weapons and I will spare your life."

The indifferent words blew by like a cold wind. Ying Jun looked down at the remaining Zhao people in front of him. He was a little tired after the killing.

"drop!"

"drop!"

"drop!"

Whistling shouts came from the mouths of Qin's soldiers, and then swept around like a tide, spreading farther away.

A Zhao man looked at all this tremblingly, his ferocious expression turned completely into despair before he knew it, facing the fearful and shaken companions around him.

"Zhao Ren!!!"

With a sad roar, the Zhao man fiercely wiped his neck with his sword, and the body fell to the ground, with blood flowing down the ground.

His death completely triggered turmoil in Zhao people.

In an instant, people around him shouted sadly, "Zhao people, Zhao people" and committed suicide.

But some people suddenly dropped their weapons, and with a clang, fell to their knees on the ground crying.

"I surrendered..."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The next moment, the Zhao people around them dropped their weapons one after another and fell to their knees on the ground like a tidal wave. Their tear-stained faces gradually became numb and desperate.

"drop!"

"drop!"

When a Qin soldier saw this, he immediately raised his troops and shouted, rushing past Ying Jun like the wind, and continued to rush towards the city.

The roaring sound gradually covered the entire Handan city. More and more Zhao people could not hold on, dropped their weapons, and knelt on the ground in surrender.

"Zhao Ren..."

"Ren Zhao..."

However, there were also some Zhao people or remnants of the Zhao army who were unwilling to surrender, roaring and fighting or committing suicide, but they could not stop the trend of surrender from sweeping across Handan like a wind.

Ying Jun lightly knocked on his horse and walked to Ying Chu. He did not expect to meet Ying Chu, Ying Zheng's father, and the future King of Qin here.

It's a pity that at this moment, he has already thought about fighting for the king. He is bound to win the position of King of Qin, even his brother Ying Zhu can't.

Not to mention Ying Chu, who is still inconspicuous at this moment.

Therefore, Ying Jun just glanced at him. When Ying Chu was about to salute, he lowered his eyes and said in an indifferent tone:

"Pick up your sword and continue to kill me. This battle is not over yet. You are the grandson of the king, so why should you be lazy to fight!"

When Ying Chu heard this, his eyes widened, and the smile he had just squeezed out instantly turned into bitterness. In front of Ying Jun, the prince and the commander of the army, he, the grandson, was simply not enough.

Immediately, Ying Chu didn't dare to be nagging, he raised his hand fiercely, picked up the long sword and continued to move forward with the soldiers.

Lu Buwei, who was next to him, also didn't dare to say a word and continued to charge behind Ying Chu. Just now, Ying Jun glanced at him indifferently, which actually made him feel like he had been completely seen through.

At this moment, Lu Buwei didn't dare to stay in front of Ying Jun.

However, at this moment, Lu Buwei suddenly felt uneasy. He found that Ying Chu seemed to have limited value in the eyes of Qin Jun.

"Things have come to this point, we can only take one step at a time."

Lu Buwei didn't know at all that it was not his illusion at all, because in the moment just now, Ying Jun had already looked at his attributes with the eye of insight.

Name: Lu Buwei.

Identity: Weiguo businessman.

Power: 100
Equipment: Bronze sword.

Even more than just his attributes, Ying Jun naturally knew more about a famous figure like Lu Buwei than other figures in the Warring States Period.

But that's about it.

With him as Ying Jun, Lu Buwei probably won't be able to play the trick of "strange goods can live in" again.

However, this cannot conceal Lu Buwei's talent.

However, Ying Jun was just casual about this. If he wanted to surrender, he could surrender. If he didn't want to surrender, it didn't matter to him.

He has his own way - the way of overlord.

Right now.

A thunderous sound of horse hooves gradually approached from the city. Ying Jun looked over like lightning. Under the flickering firelight, his vision was almost like daytime.

Da da da--

The next moment, Li Cunxiao, who was covered in blood, led the remaining tiger and leopard cavalry to Ying Jun.

The howling wind carried a strong smell of blood and hit them first.

The Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, which originally had more than 3000 people, now had less than 2000 people at all, and among the remaining people, almost everyone was injured.

I don’t know how many soldiers can continue to fight.

With a sigh.

Li Cunxiao, who was in the lead, reined in the flame horse, immediately turned over and dismounted, took a blood-stained canopy and a gorgeous bronze sword from the hands of the soldiers behind him, raised it high in front of Ying Jun, and reported in a hoarse tired voice:

"My lord, Zhao Wangdan led the imperial army to charge and kill him, but he was lost in the formation. Only two things were left..."

"After all, he is a descendant of the Zhao family with the surname Ying. He can be regarded as benevolent and benevolent..." Ying Jun glanced over, and his eyes flashed when he heard this. He was silent for a moment, and then asked: "How are the other Zhao Guogong ministers? "

When Li Cunxiao heard this, he immediately raised his head to look at Ying Jun and replied: "Zhao Xiang Pingyuan Jun Zhao Sheng and General Lian Po took the Prince of Zhao and took advantage of the chaos to open the west city gate and flee to the direction of Dai City. My lord, do you want to continue the pursuit?"

Chase?

Hearing this, Ying Jun looked up at the night sky. He was silent for a moment, and then said: "Forget it. After this battle, Zhao State is destined to decline, but our Qin State is also unable to conquer the six countries. Let them contain Qi Yan and other countries. ."

"Promise!" Li Cunxiao agreed immediately.

Suddenly, a deafening cheer came from the city, and in an instant it resounded throughout the entire Handan city.

"wind!"

"wind!"

"Gale!"

When Li Cunxiao heard the sound, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the city. A smile appeared on his face and he said to Ying Jun: "My lord, Handan has surrendered!"

Hearing this, Ying Jun looked up at the stars in the sky, a faint smile flashed across his lips, and murmured: "Yes, it has fallen..."

While speaking, a system prompt sounded in Ying Jun's ears.

[Ding, the random sign-in mission - the victory over Handan City is completed, congratulations to the host for getting the reward servant - the victorious general: Zhao Yun]

[Congratulations to the host for receiving the reward of soldiers and horses - white horse loyal followers*5000]

Ying Jun's eyes suddenly opened, with a look of surprise on his face, so much so that he didn't even hear the reward prompts clearly...

(End of this chapter)