Daqin: Prince Peerless, guarding Hangu for ten years!

Chapter 172 There is no way out!
"Grab a horse!"

Angry roars resounded directly over the entire Luoyi City, alarming everyone in the city in an instant.

With a bang, the moment Ying Jun swung his Overlord Halberd and swept away a Mohist, he raised his eyes and looked over, frowning:
"Robbing horses? Are the Zhou people in the city being incited?"

While he was speaking, a Mohist rushed forward with a sword undaunted, wearing a faceplate that showed no expression, but a pair of exposed eyes filled with hatred.

"Qin Gou, suffer death!!"

Ying Jun turned a deaf ear, and then waved the Overlord Halberd in his hand and knocked away the approaching Mo Zhe. Before he even hit the ground, he had no breath at all.

However, Ying Jun also did not pay attention to the inkman. Instead, he frowned and stared in all directions. The roars of "horse grabbing" around him became louder and louder. He already understood that the Zhou people were rushing towards the army.

"who is it?"

"Although the Mohist will use any means to achieve his goal, he cannot do such a thing."

"First, we set fire to the city and forced all the Zhou people into a desperate situation, and then they encouraged all the Zhou people to flee with us?"

"Even more than just us?"

Ying Jun thought quickly in his mind that not only his Qin army was in the city, but the Chu army that came in earlier was also in the city.

Although Zhao Yun had led his men to fight for a while, there were still Chu cavalry on the other three sides of the city.

"They are targeting the Six Kings?" Ying Jun's aura suddenly exploded, and a flash of lightning seemed to flash across his eyes. His eyes were so bright at this moment that he couldn't look directly: "Such a big first stroke, it looks like Zongheng Yiline?"

Use the world as a chessboard and all the people as chess pieces!

This is the style of the Zongheng lineage, and even more so, the style of the Guigu lineage!

In an instant, Ying Jun's heart was clear. Although there was no evidence, Ying Jun was sure at this moment that all of today's events were caused by Zongheng Yimai.

Among them, some Mo scholars participated.

Moreover, Ying Jun doesn't need any evidence at this moment. No matter what conspiracy he has, he should use his strength to break it!
These people all underestimated him, Ying Jun, and had no idea what an overlord was.

Pull up the mountain with unparalleled energy!
Any conspiracy and conspiracy will be completely suppressed and crushed under this absolute power.

Although this sounds long, in fact it is less than a breath of time.

On the horseback, the Overlord Halberd that Ying Jun waved did not stop at all. With a swipe, three or four heads flew into the sky in an instant.

puff-

Puff blah blah——

The splash of hot blood suddenly rose up to three feet high, and even dyed Wu Zui's hair red, who immediately snorted in displeasure.

The next moment, Xi Lulu roared, raised his hind legs suddenly, and kicked away a Mohist who rushed up from behind.

With a bang, the latter instantly became a gourd and fell into the crowd. His chest was dented and his broken ribs were poked out.

There is already more air out and less air in.

The next second, he was trampled over by the tiger and leopard rider who was galloping by. With a clicking sound, he disappeared under the horse's hooves in an instant.

Ying Jun didn't even look at this scene. The moment the Overlord Halberd in his hand danced wildly, he opened his mouth and let out a roar like a tiger: "Protect Jiuding and leave immediately!!!"

The roaring voice did not even stop. Ying Jun was already dancing wildly with his Overlord Halberd, knocking off several Mohists along the way, and rushed directly to the surroundings of Jiuding. He ordered to Wei He who was driving:

"Take Jiuding and leave, don't look back under any circumstances!"

"No!" Wei He didn't hesitate at all. With a roar, he violently swung the whip in his hand to whip the horse and rushed forward.

With the rumbling sound, one after another the bronze chariots carrying the Jiuding rushed forward, but the heavy weight of the Jiuding made it impossible for all the chariots to pick up speed.Seeing this scene, Ying Jun frowned, but there was a flash of anxiety in his eyes.

Jiuding seems to be a complete burden to him at this moment, but he cannot deny the importance of Jiuding at this moment.

The current Jiuding can be compared to the paper money of later generations. Everyone knows that it is just a piece of paper, but it is difficult to move without it.

This is the problem that Ying Jun is facing now. He is confident that even without Jiuding, Qin can still unify the world. Qin's true destiny does not lie in Jiuding at all.

He is the true destiny of Qin!

However, other countries do not think so, and people in other countries do not think so.

"Bastard!!" In an instant, a cold light flashed in Ying Jun's eyes, and he immediately realized that Jiuding must be part of the real plan of the Zongheng lineage.

It may even be the real goal of the Zongheng lineage!

Thinking of this, even Ying Jun couldn't help but feel numb. If it was really what he suspected, Jiuding might not be able to move back to Qin smoothly.

Even if Jiuding is taken away from Luoyi, the journey will not be safe.

At this moment, a tingling feeling suddenly appeared between Ying Jun's eyebrows. He didn't even have time to think about it. The tall figure on the horse was directly like an iron bridge, and he fell backwards.

The next moment, a black shadow suddenly passed across the door, and the strong wind it brought blew the broken hair in front of Ying Jun's forehead, and then a whooshing scream reached Ying Jun's ears.

"Rat!!!" In a voice like a tiger's roar, Ying Jun suddenly stood up. The moment the Overlord Halberd passed across the left side in his hand, the blade of the halberd directly cut off a inkman who jumped towards him.

Amidst the sound of flesh and blood falling, Ying Jun stretched out his hand to instantly catch the fallen iron sword. With a flick of his wrist, the iron sword in his hand whizzed away towards the location where the cold arrow had just struck.

The air seemed to be rippling.

Everything was done in a blink of an eye. Before the inkman who fired the cold arrow could react, a whirling iron sword had already magnified in his field of vision.

He could even see the blood drops thrown out by the iron sword as it whirled.

"hiss!"

Mo Zhe's pupils shrank sharply, and before anyone could think of what to do, his arms had already raised the long bow in his hands, trying to block the spinning long sword.

However, it was simply too late.

The next second, there was a pop, and the long sword was directly inserted into his chest. The moment it entered without the handle, the huge power carried by it carried the ink man directly back to fly back, and with it the one behind him. The famous inkmen were put together and nailed to the spot.

"what……"

The Mohists who were fighting were immediately frightened. The Mohists who saw this scene were even more shocked. Looking at Ying Jun on horseback dancing the Overlord Halberd wildly, fear and shock flashed in his eyes. .

They are just not afraid of death, but that doesn't mean they won't be shocked and frightened.

However, such emotions only came out for a moment and were completely dispelled by them. The fierce and decisive look reappeared in their eyes, holding weapons and shouting, and rushed towards Ying Jun like moths flying into the flames. .

"kill!"

"kill!"

With the ferocious roar, all the Mohists went crazy. Not one of the thousand Mohists who came here today wanted to go back alive.

This is also the reason why this group of Mohists refused to retreat after their leaders were killed by Ying Jun.

They have no way out.

At the same time, it was not only the Mohist who had no way out, but also the kings who were still in the Zhou palace...

(End of this chapter)