I, the Prince of Qin

　　Hei Tong waved his knife: "Let's fight together again!"

　　The guardian corpse puppet knelt down to receive the order, and the wind rushed towards the surrounding enemies.

　　Chi Tong has been watching this scene, a little dazed.

　　The younger sister who was dependent on the cold corpse and kept going towards self-destruction is really gone.

　　The pure fire of the soul in the eight rooms and those corpse puppets is as spotless as her heart now.

　　Chi Tong closed his eyes, hacked to death one enemy who had attacked, and then hacked to death another enemy who had attacked. He sighed for a long time, and killed many enemies.

　　the other side.

　　"Kill! The main target is him! Concentrate your strength, we must kill him here today!!" The clamor from the distance spread to the eardrum along with the sound of rain.

　　Looking back from the surrounding situation, Mo Zhe took a step forward.

　　With a "click", his feet stepped on the watery road, and the splashes were red.

　　"Kill!" The noble private soldiers in front of him rushed over.

　　Raise your finger, and the mercury blade breaks through the sky like the moon.

　　woo-

　　The sound of breaking wind pulled through a long fault in the rain.

　　The rain was cut off.

　　The enemy's sword and head were also split into two at the same time.

　　"Go on—!" Another group of people rushed over from the side.

　　Mo Zhe raised his palm and looked at the mercury ball floating in his palm.

　　This is the very beginning, when I crossed into this world, I helped myself, who didn’t understand anything, to block the true body of the silver light curtain that Esdes attacked.

　　A room's body.

　　Now, these liquid mercury, like a part of one's own body, can be manipulated freely, and can be transformed into various shapes by imagination.

　　such as--

　　Mo Zhe raised his hand gently, the mercury ball separated into countless silver needles, and the sound of "Hey!" scattered out.

　　The dozen or so enemies that rushed to the vicinity had countless tiny blood blooms on their faces, and large swaths of blood foam beads passed through the body, and behind a person, a red spray was sprinkled.

　　Masses of human bodies fell together.The crowd behind was stagnant.

　　"Black magic! He can magic!!"

　　"Don't be afraid, he is only one person!"

　　"Damn it! Give it all to me! Lord Earl said, the person who killed him will be promoted to the noble!"

　　"Kill him, all the bounty is ours!"

　　"There are so many of us! He's going to get tired, he's going to get tired! He can't get over it!"

　　Will you be tired, will you be tired?Mo Zhe raised his finger and turned in a circle, a cute mercury ball, revolving around his fingertips, like a dancing elf.

　　Manipulate the mercury without feeling tired at all.

　　After all, these were once the weapons of the First Emperor.

　　Shi Huang couldn't have used a flawed weapon.

　　"Let's go together! Don't be afraid! Go!" The nobles who commanded behind shouted, and the enemy rushed over in a frenzy.

　　Human bodies and weapons were densely packed together, and the voices of shouting and clamoring seemed to bury the sky and the earth.

　　It was a huge flood that was enough to drown people.

　　And Mo Zhe, standing in front of Torrent, raised his feet and stepped on the ground.

　　With a sound of "Bang!", the water splashed out in a fan shape on the ground where his feet were stepping.

　　As if a big rock fell into the lake, the tip of the fan-shaped water spray flashed a silver gleam, and it shot forward like this.

　　The silver light and the water splash and the torrent of people violently collided, and the enemy at the front flew out and fell to the ground.

　　A whole circle of people flew up in unison, fell to the ground, and never moved again.

　　Another step out.

　　"Oh!"

　　The deadly silver splash, once again fanned out.

　　The layers of human bodies in front of them, like toppled dominoes, flew out layer by layer.

　　"Bang!" Mo Zhe walked forward step by step.

　　A circle of silver light spreads with every step.

　　The fan-shaped silver light swept across, and no matter how many enemies there were, it was like the waves of the ebb tide, and the wheat fields swept by the wind, falling down layer by layer.

　　- If the enemy is the torrent.

　　I will lift my feet and part the sea!

　　Looking down from above, in the center of a huge fan-shaped sea of ​​corpses, Mo Zhe stood in front of a noble in charge of command.

　　"Spare, spare my life! Help! Don't kill me!"

　　The blood and water spread over, and the nobleman sat on the ground, the urine and the blood on the ground mixed with the rain from the sky.

　　"Did he beg you for mercy before his family was killed?"

　　Mo Zhe asked.No need to answer, the mercury sword in his palm has penetrated his body.

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　　It is said that a reminder will not forget the ticket~

Chapter 60 Chapter [-]

　　The rain in the slums is still crashing underground.

　　Most of the people here went home early because of the bad weather.

　　Some people who were still on the road also smelled an unusual smell, and hurried back to the house and closed the door as if they didn't know anything.

　　Over the years, they are too used to this kind of thing.

　　Those masters want to go to the slums to kill people, they don't even need to say hello first.

　　But there are still people who are too late to get home.

　　Several teams of private soldiers ran fast and knocked down a tattered little girl.

　　There are tens of thousands of nobles in the imperial capital, almost every family has private soldiers, and the command system is different, and they are also rushing to their destinations.

　　Those who went first had already surrounded the house where the target was located, and those who came later could not see the situation in front of them. They only greeted the nobles in command from the periphery, and some desperadoes who smelled money and wandered around. , intend to pick up the leftovers.

　　The little girl who was knocked down had a muddy face and was trying to get up when another team of private soldiers ran over.

　　"Go away!"

　　Wearing expensive metal armor, sharp feet were about to kick the girl in the face, a figure flew over, picked up the girl and walked away.

　　"Tazmi!" The other two figures ran after them.

　　Tazmi put down the little girl and looked at the private soldier with an angry face.

　　He was on vacation today, and he didn't wear the imperial uniform. He looked like an ordinary teenager in the slums. Instead, it was Iyeas and Shayou who arrived later, dressed more neatly.

　　The team of private soldiers found that someone was blocking them, and they were a damn pariah. They drew their swords with a cold face and slashed at Tazmi's head.

　　——With so many noble armies gathered today, there are still people who are blind and come to provoke him! ?Damn it, no one cares if you kill it!

　　The sword was extremely fierce, Tazmi sneered, grabbed the long sword with his bare hands, and kicked the private soldier away with one kick.

　　However, he suddenly heard screams and laughter coming from the poor house next to him. When he turned his head and looked around, he almost exploded his lungs.

　　Today's siege is on the surface a lore of siege against Anbu, but in fact, more of it is to give the emperor who is too hot now a show of power, show his strength, and let him cast his arms against the nobility in the near future. Catch and wash.

　　It seems reckless, but all parties show their strength, punch each other, and then seek a balance point that both parties can accept amid scruples and compromises.

　　Moreover, the slums have always been a zone of no concern, so it doesn't matter if you play big.

　　Recently, there has been too much movement in the country, and the sense of crisis is too strong, and all the nobles have been chatting vigorously.

　　To this end, the nobles showed unprecedented unity.

　　However, no matter how well planned, there will be accidents, and sometimes, accidents do not come from outside, but from inside.

　　The subordinates of several great nobles who participated in the encirclement and suppression at the beginning were fighting bloody battles, but some private soldiers and mercenaries on the periphery revealed their usual qualities.

　　The situation ahead was unknown, so I couldn’t squeeze in, and it was boring to stand in the rain, so I went straight to a private house, broke into the door, saw a young woman inside, and pushed it down, which is probably the case.

　　It stands to reason that after the emperor came to power, such behavior was unforgivable and should not be taken lightly.

　　But among the aristocratic private soldiers, many people have long been accustomed to not treating commoners as human beings, and their bad habits cannot be changed at all. Moreover, there are too many people gathered this time. Too many people will give people an illusion:

　　No matter what you do, you can get away with it.

　　In that house, the woman's screams pierced through the rain and spread to the ears of every nearby household.

　　Amid the commotion of seven or eight private soldiers, the private soldiers holding the woman were eagerly tearing up their clothes.

　　Tazmi has already rushed over, grabbed the private soldier and beat him in the face, Ayeas and Shayou also said nothing, drew their swords and fought with the private soldiers onlookers.

　　"Are you going to rebel!?" "Kill them for me!"

　　The aristocratic private soldiers were stabbed in a hornet's nest at once, and they drew their swords one after another and fought with the three of Tazmi.

　　Chaos is like a plague, starting at one point and spreading rapidly.

　　To some extent, this is also a necessity.

　　A deep-rooted habit, after being suppressed for a short time, burst out inevitably.

　　The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and some private soldiers and mercenaries who did not participate in the encirclement and suppression gradually lost their discipline and scattered.