At this time, the sword saint was like fighting in blood from Shura hell. The strong smell of blood filled the whole world. The iron cavalry poured in wave after wave and fell at his feet again and again. Killing is not what he wants. His compassion always brings a trace of intolerance in his eyes.

Tianming has never seen his uncle work so hard. After years of wandering life, Tianming has seen a lot of life and death, but gainie at this time makes him afraid and awed. Is that the strong man that uncle said scares the enemy?

Gainie's body was soaked with blood. The enemy's, or his own, was frightened at dawn. Tianming secretly vowed in the bottom of his heart: "I want to be a strong man, like uncle. One day, I will fight side by side with uncle."

Many iron cavalry fell, and the rest were already a little timid, but due to the majesty of military discipline, they had to move forward, and the fear in their eyes made them fall faster. Death comes too fast. At the last moment of life, did they ever think of the happy bits before?

Blood dyed the whole earth red, and even the sky seemed to turn into a disgusting scarlet. The breath of death enveloped the whole earth, and even the bravest people gave birth to a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

The setting sun is like blood, the blood is like the setting sun, and life is gradually dying out.

The sky is blue and the sand dunes are dim yellow. A brown fast horse is running fast. The people on the horse are soft on the horse's back, and the dust from the horse's hoofs is flying in the air. Where the horse ran, there was a shocking blood red on the ground.

In Xianyang palace, the eunuch hurried to the hall with the scroll just delivered in his hand.

"One gainie, one child and just two people, unexpectedly destroyed the three hundred iron cavalry of the Qin Dynasty." on the hall, Ying Zheng, Qin Shihuang, threw a scroll full of blood on the ground.

Ying Zheng sat on the high throne. Junyi's face was full of uncontrollable anger. His thick eyebrows were wrinkled, and his eyes were full of evil light. The king's domineering spirit was exposed. This unique king in history, this king sitting in the world

Ying Zheng holds the ancient sword in his left hand. It is the first famous sword Tianwen. Only a king like him deserves it. At the bottom of the hall stood a middle-aged man in black imperial clothes, who was the Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty, Li Si.

"This kind of war report is ridiculous to me. In those days, when the Qin Dynasty attacked the state of Chu, I lost 100000 troops and returned home. The next year, I sent five times my troops. Even if I was as stubborn as the state of Chu, I collapsed under the iron horse of the Qin Dynasty. Hum, since I can't catch it with 300 people, I'll use 3000, 30000, 300000" Ying Zheng patted his legs angrily, The candles in the hall flickered, as if frightened by the domineering spirit.

"Your Majesty, please calm down." LISS took a few steps forward with a wat board. There was a lotus pond between them. The king was noble and solemn and could not be profaned. There were only two of them in the whole hall. The red stone pillars and carpets, and the beating yellow candles reflected Ying Zheng's face into the scarlet of evil spirits.

"The iron cavalry of the Qin Dynasty are good at storming the front and attacking the city and pulling out the stronghold, but they are not good at dealing with martial arts experts in the Jianghu like gainie." LISS slowly said, Ying Zheng's anger seemed to subside, and listened carefully to LISS's analysis.

"The sword is the king of weapons, and gainie is the best among the swordsmen. He enjoys the name of the sword saint in the Jianghu, which is by no means a false name. Gainie's defection is definitely not an accident. According to the information obtained by his subordinates, various signs show that the rebel forces of the six countries are brewing a big conspiracy against the Empire."

When LISS said this last sentence, Ying Zheng frowned closer and murmured, "it's like this." He would never allow anyone to pose a threat to his empire, never.

LISS continued: "to eradicate such Jianghu forces, we must fight poison with poison."

"Attacking poison with poison?" Ying Zheng was obviously interested. "Do you have a suitable candidate now?"

"Geinie was born in Guigu sect. The leaders of Guigu sect only accepted two disciples in their lifetime. What's strange is that the two disciples were rivals from the beginning, one vertical and the other horizontal. There can only be one left among them. That person is the new Mr. Guigu. This strange tradition has been followed for hundreds of years. Geinie is one of the two disciples."

For LISS, the Prime Minister of a country, it is not difficult to come up with this method, and it is not difficult to get these intelligence. But one thing is not easy. Ghost Valley disciple is extremely powerful, and another ghost Valley disciple has become the leader of an organization. It's not easy to ask him to move. Without absolute chips or things that interest him, that person can never make a move. In front of him, it was precisely because of this point that Li Si dared to put forward this plan to Qin Shihuang. There are only two disciples of ghost Valley in each generation, one is vertical and the other is horizontal. Two disciples, irreconcilable, can only leave one among them.

In the lush forest, a little Kingfisher seemed to be aware of the danger and flew away from the branches. Five people broke into the mountain forest, Prime Minister liss and his four entourages.

There are shrubs and weeds everywhere. The slippery bluestone road is covered with moss, the forest is shrouded in mist, insects and birds chirp, and the grass is shallow and vibrant. They all look quiet and peaceful together.

LISS looked around and said, "we're here to meet the host. This way of receiving guests is really detrimental to the Royal etiquette of South Korea?"

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