Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 72 The system detected, the host was knocked down!
It's fine if it's just like this, but this circle game has attracted assassins one after another.

First, a group of Baiyue people ambushed in the grove outside the palace. When Ying Zige appeared, they rushed forward and wanted to kill Ying Zige immediately.

The entourage next to Ying Zige called Sword Slave, of course, couldn't just watch his master die in the other's hands, but even with a rusty long sword, he could kill them all.

However, this is just the beginning. Everyone carefully calculated that Ying Zige was assassinated at least twice a day.

This data instantly made everyone's scalp tingle.

With such a high-density and high-frequency assassination, how many assassins have lurked in Xianyang?

Although these assassins had nothing to do with them, the hearts of these common people were hard to calm down.

If these assassins tried to kill the thirteenth son, and transferred their anger to everyone, or used everyone to practice sword and saber techniques, how could this work?

The second big event terrified them even more.

Under the order of Yingzheng, General Meng Tian wanted to conscript peasants to build the Great Wall.

The so-called Great Wall is a huge city wall that spans thousands of miles and is intended to keep the Huns out of the city wall.

This is a huge project.

Just thinking about it, those strong civilian husbands are trembling.

Your Majesty is so wise, how could he think of such a stupid plan?

Even among the civil and military officials, no one would have thought of this so-called clever plan.

In the blink of an eye, everyone's eyes fell on Ying Zige's face.

It dawned on them.

Damn it!
Such an unreliable plan, no matter how you look at it, is very similar to Ying Zige's personality, it must be proposed by this kid.

Ying Zige was lying in the palace, and the gun came from the sky.

Lie down and get shot.

Not only Xianyang, but the whole of Daqin was full of complaints, and all their spearheads were aimed at Ying Zige.

Ying Zige:? ? ?

none of my business?

Who sent this news?
No matter how you look at it, this kind of thing doesn't seem like I, who is wise and powerful, can think of it?
Why did it suddenly fall on my head?

Ying Zige was very depressed, and almost had the same expression as Han Baichuan.

However, he can think about it.

The construction of the Great Wall already has such a thing in history, and it's not too bad to associate one's name with the Great Wall.

It's just that this infamy may not be able to be taken off his head.

In just a few days, the first batch of tens of thousands of husbands set off from various states and counties, escorted by Daqin iron cavalry, and sent to the Great Wall in a mighty manner.

At this moment, Yingzheng did not stop there, and then extended the plan of sharing the same track and writing with the same text to the entire Great Qin State in one fell swoop.

The whole Great Qin was shaken again.

Especially those people in the old land of the six countries, their scalps are numb.

They have long been accustomed to their own country's regulations and their own language. It is naturally difficult to accept for a while to let them re-learn and re-adapt to another rule.

In this regard, Ying Zheng did not give them time to adapt.

Directly and decisively dispatched the Sky Survey Division, united with the counties and counties, and forced the promotion.

Then it is not just as simple as complaining, it is simply changing the world, the remnants of the six kingdoms, naturally they will not let this opportunity go, and the recruits will rebel immediately.

However, it is a pity that they can't even keep their own country, so how could they counterattack with meager strength?
As soon as the Xuntian Division came forward, it quickly wiped out the rebellion in the entire Great Qin territory like a basin of cold water.

The entire Daqin, which had a relaxed atmosphere, suddenly fell into great tension.

The people of the six countries finally understood one thing.

If you don't change, you will lose your head.

It seems to be the AB option, but in fact they have no choice at all and can only accept it silently.

The entire Great Qin Kingdom changed in an instant.

Even the streets of Xianyang are no longer as lively as they used to be. Everyone is frowning, and the previous laughter is no longer there.

Early morning hours.

With his hands behind his back, Ying Zige led two followers, yawning as he came to the street.

If it was in the past, when they saw Ying Zige appearing, those common people would gather around them with smiles, waiting to see a good show.

Who doesn't know, as long as the thirteenth son comes to this kind of place, there will be a good show.

Or there are assassins to assassinate.

Or, the thirteenth son came up with some earth-shattering new ideas, which made everyone laugh.

Today, however, the streets are deserted. Those people are worried about when they will be sent to the Great Wall, and they all have sad faces. How can they care about Ying Zige?

Ying Zige wandered around for a while, then suddenly sighed, his face full of helplessness.

The atmosphere of the past has disappeared.

And his own plan has not been completely successful until now.

It was not considered unsuccessful, after all, some hidden assassins all appeared, and most of them died in the hands of the sword slave.

As for Ying Zige himself?
Although he has already obtained the inheritance of the Sword Master, but with his obsessive character, he is of course unwilling to make a move.

The biggest reason is that these people's strength is not as good as their own, even if they want to fight with them, they will not be rewarded by the system.

Are you still playing around?

Make peace, not war.

It's better to be a spectator beside it if there's no benefit to doing it.

This is Ying Zige's principle of life!
Just now.

A gorgeous carriage slowly approached from the opposite side.

Four strong guards, with fierce eyes, guarded the carriage carefully.

A gust of breeze blew, and the curtains of the carriage were gently lifted.

A strange fragrance wafted out of it in an instant and fell into Ying Zige's nostrils.

"Ok?"

Ying Zige's gaze was immediately attracted, and then he was slightly taken aback, and took a few steps back, his face turned pale, and he covered his chest with his hands.

It seems to have been hit hard!

"Huh?" The sword slave's face changed, and he subconsciously pulled out the rusty long sword in his hand, with a murderous look in his eyes.

At the same time, a thought flashed through his mind.

Where are the assassins?
Why didn't I see it?

Han Baichuan next to him, holding the wooden sword in his arms, was stunned.

A pair of bewildered eyes kept looking around, but no matter how I looked, I didn't see any dangerous people appearing.

"Young master?" He couldn't help but asked.

"Don't talk! Let me enjoy this moment quietly..." Ying Zige suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Han Baichuan from continuing.

A pair of eyes, fixed on the carriage, unable to recover for a long time.

"Humph!"

The sword slave finally understood what happened, snorted coldly, rolled his eyes, and put the long sword back into the scabbard.

"In this world, there is such a naturally beautiful person. That appearance is...fuck me!"

However, I am uneducated, and a word of lying conducts the world.

He only knew that when he saw the woman just now, he felt as if his heart had been hit hard by something.

"I feel like I've been knocked out."

Ding!
"The system detects that the host was knocked down by a woman, and immediately starts the punishment mechanism."

(End of this chapter)