Please Put Me on the Throne of Heroes

Some people were smashed to the ground by boulders, and the ladder and people were smashed at the same time. Some people held up their spears and kept stabbing and stabbing them halfway, but they couldn't withstand the spears thrown by Zhao Jun.

The first person to climb the city wall was a young man. He laughed loudly, and then he was stabbed to death by the surrounding Zhao Jun defenders with random swords.

But after that, there was a second, a third...

The Qin people kept falling, but a new Qin army rushed up.

Qin people are never afraid of death.

Because death has a lingering shadow, it can protect future generations.

They only fear the humiliation of death.

Die meaningless.

A hundred years of reforms and striving for strength have already united the people of Qin into one heart.

It's just that when Qin Jun boarded the pass again, Wang Jian's brows became more and more low, and he frowned—there were more than a dozen previous sieges, not all failed to reach the high wall, but every time, they failed.

So Wang Jian knew that climbing the high wall was by no means the end.

But only to start.

With a clang, above the gate and in front of the city tower, Li Mu drew his sword and said loudly, "Where is my Zhao Jun knight!"

"Knight Zhao Jun, here!"

"The knight is here!"

"Roar--"

The distorted light and shadow hanging over the Zhao country appeared, and countless shadows rushed from it.

Zhao Guo was once a powerful country.

The reform of King Wuling of Zhao, and the horsemen and shooters in Hufu, once shocked the world.

Now the glory of the past is gone, but—at this moment, Li Mu used the power of the 'God' to reveal the warriors of the past from the pages of history.

Although the shadows that appeared were crazy and chaotic, although these passing knights did not have the spirit they once had.

But they are strong, they are elite, and all of them can defeat a hundred with one.

Li Mu used it as a trump card and released it at this moment. Now Qin has suppressed most of the soldiers and horses, and he even tried to use the power of these knights to surround and kill the Qin army's soldiers and horses here!

Although unwilling,

But for the sake of his family and country, Li Mu is willing to give up everything.

For the country and home.

This is the meaning of 'will' exist!

"kill!"

Li Musen ordered coldly.

Wang Jian's eyes sank, and he was about to give an order. He fought against each other many times. He had already prepared for this, and he had already left a way out.

As the commander-in-chief of an army, Wang Jian would not make fun of his soldiers.

Even if he knew that Qin's "Cangtian" was already behind the Qin army and would attack at any time.

But he will not pin all his hopes on the gods.

Qin Jun can die.

But you must die a worthy death!

However, at the same time, Luo Wei finally moved.

He saw the Qin army advancing forward, with momentum like a rainbow, traversing the battlefield like a sharp sword.

He saw that Zhao's walls were as strong as a shield, but they couldn't suppress Qin Jian's sharpness.

He guessed well.

"Qin Jian is the only one who can break the sky of Zhao Kingdom!"

There is only this sword that engraves the difficult years of the Qin State for a hundred years, the power of a country, and the unity of thousands of soldiers and civilians.

That being the case.

"Lend Qin Jian to me!"

A ray of brilliance appeared in the sky, like the sun suddenly rising, floating brightly behind Qin Jun. It was the sky in Guanzhong, the sun of Daqin.

Emperor Donghua borrowed a sword from the Qin army.

All the soldiers of the Qin Army felt the shaking of the saber in their hands at the same time.

Wang Jian looked at the sharpness in his hand, and was a little dazed, unable to react immediately... But he didn't respond, but a voice sounded behind him, responding for him: "My Great Qin sword, I can lend it to the sky!"

"For my Great Qin, break this powerful enemy!"

The black banner is fierce, with the word "king" painted on it, coming from a distance.

While the chariot was shaking, Qin Wangzheng stood on it.

"My king!"

Wang Jian was stunned, but bowed in an instant.

Qin Wangzheng went to the battlefield in person.

Wang Ling: Qin Jian can be borrowed.

Above the vault of heaven, Luo Wei, who appeared in the morning sun, flicked his sleeves. The swords in the hands of the soldiers of the Qin Army were still in their hands, but there was a bit of sharp will rising upwards.

Luo Wei borrowed the sword, the invisible sword, which is Qin Jian's concept of sharpness.

It is a sword made of Qin's human principles.

With this sword he will attack Zhao——

Heaven breaking!

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The battlefield, the war is still going on.

The most powerful elite of the Zhao Kingdom in the past appeared from the power of the ghosts of the six days. After the "Hufu cavalry and archers" fell in the distorted light that appeared in the sky, they drove their horses and surrounded the siege. Qin Jun, pulling the bowstring in his hand, the number is dense, but the advance and retreat are orderly, with a certain degree of relaxation.

With the power of ghosts and gods, the precarious Zhao country suddenly gained hundreds of thousands of people who control strings.

They are the elites of each generation of Hufu cavalry and archers of Zhao Guo since King Wuling of Zhao, and the elite of Zhao Guo of each generation.

Yes, this is the number of elites that can only be obtained by adding together the savings of several generations of Zhao Guo.

Hu Fu cavalry and archery is originally an elite, and the ones appearing here are even more elite among the elite. They belong to King Zhao's personal army. Even in the most powerful period of Zhao State, the number of them is hard to exceed [-], because the best war horses are hard to find. , People who are extremely good at riding and shooting are even more difficult to find. At the same time, it is impossible to gather such a large number of Hufu riding and shooting.

The Qin army at this moment is obviously not fighting against the Zhao country at this moment, but against the Zhao country that has spanned nearly a hundred years since Hu Fu rode and shot!

However, Qin Jun did not show the slightest cowardice, and did not show the slightest tendency to retreat, because Zhao had a god, and they, too!

Moreover, the king has come here and went to the front line in person.

At the same time, the Sword of Great Qin entered Luo Wei's hands, and above the sky, he stood up with a flick of his sleeves, and the little sharpness he had obtained from the hands of thousands of Great Qin soldiers turned into a radiance in his hands.

At this moment, thousands of soldiers of the Qin State followed suit.

Hufu rides and shoots the bow and strings, and manipulates the bow and arrow with extremely skilled skills.

He shot one person.

But there was another person after that, who swooped in and chopped off the horse's hooves with a knife.

He jumped up on his horse and crashed into the Qin army formation, but was lifted up by countless spears and pierced through the air.

The soldiers of the Qin army are not afraid of death.

Zhao Guo's horsemen and shooters in Hufu are just projections. They don't know death, but it's not that they don't fear death, but they don't know what to fear.

And Qin is not afraid of death.

But still respect God and fear life.

At this moment, Cangtian borrowed the sword from Qin Jun, and the sword in Qin Jun's hand was equivalent to the sword of Cangtian.

"I am Daqin—ten thousand years!" The young soldiers roared forward.

The soldiers of the prime of life were bloody on the battlefield, but they only screamed loudly: "Great Qin Wannian!"

"Ten thousand years! Ten thousand years! Ten thousand years!"

Hundreds of thousands of people who control strings are completely suppressed at this moment.

"Scholars from the state of Qin have come to this!" On the pass, Li Mu was sluggish for a long time, but gradually became dejected: "I, the state of Zhao, did not deserve to lose!"

Facing such an army with awe and fear of death, who can be undefeated?Who dares to be undefeated?

"Do you know why Zhao Guo was defeated?"

Qin Wangzheng stared into the distance, and asked Wang Jian beside him.

"Because..." From the perspective of the art of war, there are thousands of reasons to challenge, because the morale of the Qin State is strong, the army is strict, and the soldiers dare to fight and die, because the Qin State is fierce, and because the gods behind the Qin State are even more powerful. Taller and stronger.

But for some reason, Wang Jian choked suddenly when the words came to his lips.

It's not that he can't say it, but he knows that the real reason is not these.

What the King of Qin asked was not these.

"The defeat of the Zhao Kingdom is due to the fact that they only know how to seek, not give. Facing immortals and gods, they are naturally at a disadvantage."

"And the victory of my country, Qin, lies in asking and giving!"

"God Zongtian also needs to borrow a sword from me, Daqin—"

"Hahahaha!"

King Qin's laughter was blown away in the night wind, and the chorus of soldiers of the Qin army echoed in the vast sky and earth.

On the sky, Luo Wei lowered his eyes, staring at the sword in his hand more and more, he chuckled lightly.

Respecting the sky and fearing life without fear of death is actually the spirit held by the ancestors of China in the past, and it is the spirit of Yanhuang flowing in the blood, but many people have forgotten it, and many people can't remember it.