blogombal Chapter 235
Chapter 235
After the five envoys had received the order, they retired and went to prepare.
There is still something to be explained, so he has not retreated from the dynasty.
"Listen to the order in vain."
Bai Qi stepped forward and waited for Huan Li to give his will.
"Bai Qi, appoint you as a general, order you to lead 600,000 troops, wait in Hangu Pass, if any country is unwilling to surrender, send troops directly!"
"No!" Bai Qi's heart jumped, he hadn't been killed in blood for a long time, he was really looking forward to it.
"Wang Yi, you go with Prime Minister Cheng, and when the time comes, all actions will be under the command of Prime Minister Cheng."
"Yes, my lord."
After the envoys were ready, the immortal cultivators beside them took them to fly with the wind, and they could reach the palaces of the capitals of various countries in half a day.
Although Gai Nie was able to fly with a sword himself, Huan Li still asked him to ask Wei Zhuang to accompany him.
Korea, Hanwang Palace.
Han Fei was like a bolt of lightning, falling from the sky, suddenly appeared in the Han King Palace26, which startled everyone, surprised to witness this scene, and began to discuss, why did the Ninth Prince come back at this time?
However, Han Fei was not moved by everyone's surprise, and he walked straight towards the palace.
King Han fell ill on the bed at this time, his body was weak, and every time he got up a little, he was panting.
When he saw Han Fei appear in front of him, he immediately understood in his heart that South Korea's fate had come to an end.
However, King Han did not speak first, and he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that this son would not be so callous.
Han Fei looked at his haggard father, although King Han had no affection for him, but after all, he was his own father. Now he had to see him go, and that feeling weighed heavily on his heart.
Father and sons came to convey to you on behalf of the King of Qin that the Qin State was ready to send troops, and whether you chose to surrender or go to war. Han Fei said softly, his voice revealing a hint of solemnity.
King Han's last glimmer of hope was completely dashed. He lay on the bed, no longer looked at Han Fei, and said coldly: "As the son of Korea, but helping the Qin Kingdom to deal with Korea, you really have a chance, first step down, and give me some time to think." "
Han Fei nodded silently and bowed his head and retreated. He took the immortal cultivators around him to the palace where he once lived to rest.
They enter the palace, which is filled with traces of time and a faint aura of sadness, as if telling the glory and decline of Korea.
King Han's eyes widened, tears flowed down his sideburns, wetting the pillow. His eyes were filled with pain.
My Korea was still destroyed at my hands. His voice carried a hint of choking, and the sad voice echoed his despair throughout the palace.
He knew that only if he died could he save the lives of everyone in the royal family. It was his last choice and his last dedication to his country.
At night, the hall is filled with a solemn and solemn atmosphere. King Han walked into the hall alone in a gorgeous dragon robe and neatly dressed, and his every step seemed to be walking towards his own destiny.
He slowly sat on the throne that belonged to him, his fingers gently stroking the lines on the side of the throne. It is a trace of the years, witnessing the glory and glory of countless previous kings.
After a long time, King Han slowly got up and sat upright, his eyes away from the palace, and it seemed to have traveled through time and space, projecting into the distant future. He knew it would be his last look at the Han Palace, a symbol of power and glory that he had held for years.
The blood at the corners of his mouth kept gushing out, flowing on his lips, but it couldn't stop him from sitting up straight, as if he was a calm and determined warrior. As early as when he came to the main hall, he had already taken the poison, which was his last explanation to the Qin Kingdom, and it was also his last sincerity to the King of Qin.
At the moment of his departure, there was a wordless sadness and sorrow in the palace, as if the whole world was silently sending him off.
On the second day, Han Fei received the news that King Han had committed suicide by poisoning, and hurriedly went to see King Han's body, and he couldn't bear it. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）
Now he is still the king of Han, so Han Fei used the imperial ceremony to bury the king of Han.
Then gather all the royal families together, half threatening, half telling them that if they want to live, they will immediately set out to Xianyang, the Qin Kingdom, waiting for the disposal of the King of Qin, if they dare to escape, the ends of the earth will be hunted down.
When everyone heard this, they all said that they were obedient and would definitely go.
Wei state, the royal palace of the capital.
Inside King Wei's palace, there was a calm aura in the golden palace. The heavy carved pillars carry the glory of the entire palace, and the light shines down, like ten thousand golden rays dancing in the air.
Li Si was brought into the palace by a mysterious immortal cultivator, and as soon as his figure landed, he was immediately surrounded by many Wei kingdom guards.
They held sharp swords, their eyes were like torches, and they stared at Li Si coldly and mercilessly.
"Whoever comes, dare to break into my Wei Palace and take it!" The chief guard shouted sharply, with incomparable majesty.
Immortal cultivators looked coldly at this group of weak guards who dared to be arrogant in front of them, gently waving the long sleeves in their hands, as if magic, the guards were thrown out by an invisible force, embarrassed.
This scene shocked the hearts of the people around them, and they deeply felt the powerful fear of the immortal cultivators.
Li Si hurriedly spoke, he knew that he had to indicate his identity and purpose in order to be able to get King Wei's attention. "723 I am Li Si, the envoy of the Qin state, and I am ordered by the king of Qin to convey my will to the king of Wei."
The chief guard looked embarrassed, and he understood that this Li Si in front of him was not an idle person. "You wait here, I will go to the king first." After that, he left with an embarrassment that could not be concealed.
Li Si didn't mind this, he smiled faintly, knowing that this King Wei was just a temporary master, and he didn't need to care. "It should." He stayed and waited, his gaze cast into the palace.
After a while, the chief guard returned and entered the palace with Li Si and the immortal cultivator.
King Wei sat on the throne, majestic and solemn. His gaze was deep, revealing a hint of bitterness. "The two of you are coming, what's the matter?" His voice had a tremor and seemed to have unspeakable pain.
Li Si bowed his head slightly, which was considered a courtesy. "It's not a big deal, it's that our king has just taken the throne and wants to defeat the Five Kingdoms of Shandong. But our king was very polite and sent me to ask first, whether to surrender to my Daqin, or whether my Daqin sent troops to in. "
After hearing this, King Wei's face turned as pale as a pig's liver, and he understood that this was a contest with no way back. "First salute before soldier, really a good one first salute before soldier." He thought bitterly in his heart, his eyes revealing helplessness and powerlessness.
(Ask for full order, ask for self-order).