For a Prosperous World

Each of the black armored soldiers came out of the corner of the city. It seemed that there were about a hundred people and nodded each other. One of them went to the city and took off the torches on the city head and waved it a few times.

The firelight was very conspicuous in the night, crossing the bright trajectory.

Then there was a flare of fire on the west side of the city, and then east and north.

After the fire on the four walls shook, a little sound began to come from outside the city. After a while, the soldiers came out of the mountains and forests outside the city.

A collared man in a white robe looked up at the ignition light on the city head. The boundary near the side of Taihang Mountain was still densely covered with mountains and forests.

Such a terrain is not suitable for siege, easy to defend and difficult to attack, but also more suitable for stealing the city.

As the soldier came out of the forest, the gate of Hanyang City slowly opened.

Han Yang this night is also doomed to be calm.

The sound of Bingge rang loudly in the city, and Tang broke into a quiet night. The birds flew into the distance between the mountains and forests and fluttered into the night sky.

I don't know when the clouds in the night sky broke open, and a few beams of light emerged from the thick clouds.

It's almost dawning, but this night is still a thing of the past.

After a night of slaughter, the blood flowed on the ground and dipped into the sand, as if the ground was dyed red.

Qin's soldiers walked back and forth among the dead, escorting the captive soldiers who had surrendered.

"tread."

A boot stepped on a pool of blood, with the already dried-up plasma stuck to it.

Gu Nan came to the city with a spear, Qin's flag stood, the sun was dazzling, and Han Yang fell.

The northwest of Handan, the capital city of Zhao, has been opened.

There was almost no time difference. The other two armies of the Qin Army captured the Xi'an of Handan and the south of Anyang in Handan.

Zhao Guo was broken in a row, the siege of the army has been gathered on the side of Handan, only to be siege.

The other countries seemed to have seen the end of Zhao Guo, and the encirclement of Yan and Qin had pushed them into a corner.

Xinzheng, South Korea.

Han Wang'an looked at the military newspaper in his hand. Qin Guo attacked Zhao. If he said that he had some luck before, Zhao Guo could reverse the situation and break the army of Qin Yan.

But now he hasn't even had that luck.

Zhao Guo fell, after Zhao Guo, South Korea?

"what."

Han Wang'an smiled bitterly, weakly sitting on the couch.

Looking down on Qin Guo now, is it just a matter of delaying Korea ’s death?

Handi, after all, is inescapable.

"King." A waiter walked in with her head down: "Han Feizi has arrived."

King Han waved his hand: "Mr. Zhao came in."

"Yes."

The waiter stepped back, and King Han sat alone in the hall until a boy in a Chinese costume entered the hall.

"Han Fei meet with King."

However, for a few months, Han Fei's face didn't smile with that confidence again, because he had already guessed why Han Wang saw him.

King Han sat in his seat and sighed at Han Feijiu: "Han Fei, you say South Korea, but there is still Dazhi in it?"

Han Fei looked at Han Han and said halfway, "Yes."

"political reform?"

"political reform!"

In the hall, King Han sat in his seat without a reply.

"Hahahaha ..."

For a long time, he took a long sigh, shook his head, and laughed. The laughter grew louder and louder, like madness, patting his legs.

Two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"My King is really faint and incompetent!"

"Do not seek to advance, for the sake of national security. I thought I could save one party, but it became like this!"

He opened his eyes in anger and squinted in his robe: "I should have understood that in this troubled world, I want to be all, only the strong soldiers. The strong are the king, and the weak are the food of flesh.

King Han's body was shaking, biting his teeth, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was unwilling and resentful, hating himself.

Han Fei looked at King Han, and he said nothing and did nothing.

He made a lot of calculations, and naturally understood that to change the law, it would not be enough in a few years.

In the end, King Han seemed to have exhausted his strength, his body softened, and he sat down with his head down.

After a long time, Han Fei suddenly said, "The King can send me to Qin. He must do his best to secure South Korea."

He laughed again, took out a few bamboo books from his arms, and bowed.

"This is not to think about South Korea's strong policy. If it doesn't work out, I hope the king will strengthen South Korea."

King Wang raised his head, looked at Han Fei, stood up silently, stepped forward, and took over the volumes of bamboo books.

Starting with a heavy heart, Shen Ruyi.

His hands were shaking and his eyes were blurry.

Standing in front of Han Fei for a long time.

He seemed to calm down eventually.

He adjusted his robes and stood upright in the temple, his eyes drooping.

Han Fei looked at the Han King in front of him, and seemed to see a vague spirit unfolding from him.

"My King knows that he is ashamed of a country and a monarch."

Han Wang said softly, setting off his hem.

In Han Fei's shocked eyes, he knelt before Han Fei.

He put several volumes of bamboo books on his forehead and slowly bowed down.

His eyes were silent on the ground, his voice was deep.

"As a monarch, this Korean is in my hands and I dare not lose anything."

"South Korea, Korean people, and widows are cheeky, Mr. Yu."

"Sir can be described as King Qin, South Korea can be a Qin genus, and even a fool's life can be taken away."

"Just ask for the preservation of the land that this ancestors left to Korea. For the preservation of the nation, the people of Korea are the most important.

Although he knelt on the ground, at this time, he seemed like a true king.

"Widowed! For this South Korea!"

"Mr. Xie!"

"Bang!" A muffled sound ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Han Wang's forehead was buckled in the hall.

Han Fei laughed loudly, and laughed a long time, this is the King of Han worthy of his help.

This is South Korea worthy of his life!

"King!"

Han Feilong turned back.

"The trust is impossible, Han Fei should have died and convicted himself!"

Heading up, this time, he no longer worried, with a confident smile on his face.

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236 BC. (Unlike historical time, the protagonist caused the timeline to move forward.)

Han Fei entered Qin. He may know that there is no way to live, but he still chose to enter Qin.

He will go even if there is a vitality, and he will go even if there is no vitality.

Because of this path he is carrying the weight of a country.

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Yesterday's remarks came from my feelings, but I brought them into my own situation habitually. I forgot that many people are actually engaged in those aspects themselves. I'm sorry here. But from the setting of the protagonist, she does not have these capabilities at present.

Finally, I ’m not a high school student, I ’m here, or I have time to update and sweat. And yes, I will pay attention to vocabularies like typos, sweating, I am more attentive and try to correct. .

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