The two sides of the battle were in chaos.

"Zhao Wu, tell Fu Niansheng that I will give them half an hour. If they don't leave, don't blame me for destroying their Confucianism."

Finally, Ying Zheng made a decision.

Since Ying Mo is ready, he will lend a helping hand to Ying Mo.

Zhao Wu is one of the three commanders of the imperial army and is deeply trusted by Ying Zheng.

"Yes!"

At this time.

Fu Niansheng and others were still sitting quietly outside the Xianyang Palace.

Suddenly!

They saw a general in black armor walking towards them.

Fu Niansheng and others were all startled.

Zhao Wu walked to Fu Niansheng with an expressionless face and said indifferently: "His Majesty has ordered that you will be given half an hour. If you do not leave, you will be killed without mercy."

When these words came out, Fu Niansheng, Yan Lu, Zhang Liang and others were shocked.

They did not expect Ying Zheng to issue such an order.

Kill without mercy!

After Zhao Wu finished speaking, he ignored them and turned away.

Fu Niansheng looked at Zhang Liang,

At this moment!

Fu Niansheng regretted it so much.

But so what!

For now, he could only grit his teeth and persist.

He was gambling!

Betting that Ying Zheng was just scaring them!

Although he knew that this possibility was not great.

Zhang Liang frowned, he did not expect things to develop like this,

This was completely different from what he had imagined.

He didn't know what went wrong, but he didn't want to wait any longer.

In Zhang Liang's eyes, Ying Zheng was a tyrant who killed people without blinking an eye.

Since 15,000 Confucian scholars have been killed, they don't mind killing more than 1,000 of them.

"Master, how about we leave first?"

Zhang Liang looked at Fu Niansheng.

Fu Niansheng was furious!

Leave?

How to leave in this situation?

If he left now, how could Confucianism survive in the future?

"Zifang, a man who has accomplished great things, how can he be timid?"

"At most, I will die, what's there to be afraid of!"

Fu Niansheng said loudly, as if to hide the fear in his heart.

Of course!

He said this for another purpose, which was to make these Confucian scholars not afraid.

And he had already planned in his heart.

He was a master of the top of the Grandmaster, and he was not afraid even when facing Zhao Wu.

He could leave at any time if he wanted to.

Zhang Liang frowned when he heard this, and stared at Fu Niansheng with his eyes.

Finally,

Zhang Liang sighed: "Well!"

In fact,

Zhang Liang and Fu Niansheng had the same idea.

As the son of the Prime Minister of Han, Zhang Liang has a high level of cultivation and is also a master of the Grand Master.

He can leave at any time if he wants to.

At this time,

Da Da Da!

There were waves of horse hoof sounds.

You know,

This is Xianyang Palace, and no one dares to ride a horse outside Xianyang Palace.

Coincidentally,

Fu Niansheng and others looked towards the sound of horse hooves.

Ying Mo and his group of people were running towards Xianyang Palace.

Seeing Ying Mo,

Fu Niansheng, Zhang Liang and many Confucian scholars had fire in their eyes.

That look,

I wish I could swallow Ying Mo in one gulp.

"Yo, you are all here."

Ying Mo felt their naked gazes, not only was he not angry, but he also smiled and greeted them.

In Ying Mo's eyes, they were not enemies, they were all summoning points.

He was worried that he was late and these summoning points ran away.

Hearing Ying Mo's words, Fu Niansheng, Yan Lu, Zhang Liang and a group of Confucian scholars turned green.

They have seen shameless people, but they have never seen such shameless people. Today, they have refreshed their cognition.

But Ying Mo's next words completely dumbfounded them.

"Xu Chu, Shen Lian, Zhao Zilong, Zhang Ji, you watch them, don't let them run away."

The four of them bowed and said, "Yes, lord!"

Hearing the answers of the four, Ying Mo nodded with satisfaction, turned over and dismounted and walked towards Xianyang Palace.

Fu Niansheng and others were stunned,

What do you mean?

Don't let them run away?

Could it be that he still wants to kill them in front of Xianyang Palace?

Thinking of this, some Confucian scholars turned pale instantly.

Because today,

Ying Mo has killed 15,000 Confucian scholars, and it seems that killing another 1,000 Confucian scholars is nothing.

After seeing Ying Mo leave, Xu Chu and others actually dispersed, and it looked like they surrounded the Confucian scholars.

Fu Niansheng, Yan Lu, Zhang Liang and others turned pale.

What is humiliation? This is naked humiliation.

They were clearly here to protest, but now they were surrounded and not allowed to leave.

Zhao Wu heard that Ying Mo had come.

, walked out quickly, walked in front of Ying Mo, and saluted:

"Greetings, young master."

Ying Mo smiled and said, "General, you are too polite. No need to be polite. I am here to ask to see my father. Please inform the general."

Zhao Wu nodded slightly: "Young master, please wait."

After Zhao Wu left, Ying Mo turned around and watched Xu Chu and others surround the Confucian scholars, and nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing this, Fu Niansheng stared at Ying Mo with his eyes fixed, and he turned to look at Zhang Liang.

"Zifang, if Ying Mo dares to attack the Confucian scholars later, we will kill Ying Mo together and leave together!"

Fu Niansheng's voice was very low, and only he, Yan Lu, and Zhang Liang could hear it clearly.

Zhang Liang raised his eyes slightly a few times,

To be honest, he really didn't want to go this far,

If so,

he would no longer have a foothold in Xianyang City.

This was a heavy blow to his lofty ideal of overthrowing the tyrannical Qin.

But it seemed that there was no other choice at the moment.

Ying Mo is the only son of Ying Zheng in Xianyang City. If Ying Mo is killed, Ying Zheng will definitely be deeply shocked.

After thinking about it, Zhang Liang felt that he could give it a try.

"Okay!"

Yan Lu, who was standing by, opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe what Fu Niansheng and Zhang Liang said.

What are they going to do?

Destroy Confucianism completely.

"Master, Zifang, what are you going to do?"

"If you kill Ying Mo, His Majesty will definitely destroy Confucianism."

"Can you bear to watch the foundation of Confucianism for hundreds of years destroyed?"

Fu Niansheng sighed.

"Yan Lu, I don't want to do that either, but if Ying Mo kills all the Confucian scholars present, Confucianism will exist in name only, and we are helpless. Besides, as long as I am here, Confucianism will be here, and I will definitely find a way to rebuild Confucianism."

Yan Lu looked at Fu Niansheng in disbelief.

He didn't expect Fu Niansheng to say such a thing.

"Master, His Majesty has given us a choice. As long as we leave, Confucianism will still be Confucianism."

Fu Niansheng sneered: "Choice? Is this a choice?"

"Yan Lu, you are too naive. Since we leave today, the tyrant will also find an opportunity to destroy Confucianism."

"But..."

"No buts!"

Ying Mo looked at Fu Niansheng and others muttering coldly.

Although he didn't know what Fu Niansheng and others said, he knew it was definitely not a good thing, and it was probably related to him.

As the saying goes, rabbits will bite when they are anxious, let alone people.

At this time,

Zhao Wu appeared outside the Xianyang Palace again.

"Sir, His Majesty asked you to go in."

"Thank you, General."

Ying Mo glanced at Fu Niansheng and walked quickly towards the Xianyang Palace.

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