Section 15: Smoke of the Beacon (11)

Zhao Tianheng Jian, the King of Han, had his neck and his back against the palace wall. His nerves were tense, fearing that the Korean master would have the opportunity to rescue him.

"Get back, go back immediately!"

"Zhao, Zhao, General Zhao, why do you treat me like this? I use Zhou State to treat the general with great respect..."

"Zhao Tian dared not forget the kindness of King Han's treatment of King Han, but although Zhou wanted to attack Chen, he wanted to take your country first! Zhao Tian was responsible for heavy responsibilities and had to make this inferior plan. As long as King Han cooperated, the Zhou Kingdom would never hurt King Han."

"Bold Zhao Tian! If you don't let go, don't want to walk out of the palace alive!"

The masters of the inner palace around them were eyeing each other and intimidating.

"I advise you not to act rashly, otherwise the King of Han will not be able to guarantee any mistakes! The millions of Zhou army have entered Fangcheng at this moment, and hundreds of thousands of cavalry of the Black Wolf clan will soon rush into the capital. The emperor is wise and powerful, His Highness the Princess is extremely intelligent, and the Northern King is even more wise. Only when South Korea is governed by Zhou can it get rid of poverty and weakness, and can defeat Zheng in the future!"

The Korean civil servant scolded angrily, clasped his fists and politely said to the King of Han, "Nonsense! The Northern King of Zhou Kingdom is cruel and unkind, kills people like a tyrant, and oppresses the emperor! You Zhao Tian, ​​you are willing to become such a devil's hawk. Looking back at this moment, my lord is generous and kind, not only will you not pursue your sins, but you will also be rich and rich. Wouldn't it be more than in Zhoudu?"

Some people tried to attack their hearts with words, and King Han hurriedly made promises and promises.

But Zhao Tian was reluctant to pay attention!

Seeing this, the man suddenly remembered Han and hurriedly asked someone to invite Princess Han Liu over.

When Zhao Tian and Han Liu got married, in order to show respect for Zhou State and to commend Zheng Pi, King Han accepted Han Liu as his adopted daughter and granted Princess Xianliu. It was precisely this way that Zhao Tian was in the palace this day.

After a moment, Han Liu invited her. When she saw Zhao Tian holding the King of Han hostage, she almost fainted. She was supported by two palace maids and was able to stand firm. Tears immediately burst out from her eyes, looking at her husband with tears in her eyes!

"Husband, it turns out that Zhou State is false to use the road, and taking the opportunity to destroy Han is true."

When Zhao Tian suddenly saw Han Liu, he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Zhao Tian had already made enough psychological preparations for this day, but when he saw Han Liu's heartbroken appearance, he was still heartbroken when he heard her sad tone.

"The king is in charge, and I dare not show favoritism! I hope my wife will forgive me."

Han Liu just burst into tears, and his sadness was beyond words. The Korean civil servants beside him hurriedly comforted him in a low voice and taught him how to say it. Han Liu just shook his head and finally made him sad. He said to Zhao Tian, ​​"Husband, if I advise you to let Han go, would you be willing?"

Zhao Tian looked at Han Liu and shook his head slowly speechlessly.

Han Liu smiled miserably.

"Husband, my parents died. If it weren't for Zheng Xiang's incense, I don't know how miserable it would be. I don't know if I have the honor to marry my husband. I am a Korean. I must not watch Han die for my husband, nor can I see Han be ruled by a tyrant in the North! If my husband refuses to give up, I can only die!"

Zhao Tian was in a panic and couldn't help but widen his eyes. Unexpectedly, Han Liu reacted so fiercely, and he felt that with her temperament, she might not be able to do it.

He hurriedly said, "You shouldn't pay attention to national affairs. Besides, the King of Korea is incompetent. Look at what the situation has been in the past few years? I was a Korean, but I was forced to leave my hometown and go out to make a living to survive! It was not until I met the king that my fate changed drastically. The king was unparalleled in wisdom and courage. If the king was governed by the king, it would definitely be a thousand times better than now! Why do you have to plead for such a king?"

"I don't know how wise and brave the Northern King is, but how cruel the Northern King is, everyone knows how cruel the world is! Is it a real man who helps the evil because of his kindness?

"You misunderstood you!"

"Why is there a misunderstanding? Could it be that the surrendered army of Wei was not killed by the Northern King? Could it be that the innocent people of Wei were not slaughtered by the Northern King? How can such a tyrant allow him to govern the world! Everyone in the immortal soul is crazy and harming the world! Now I don't know where to get the blessing of an evil god, and his momentum is even more crazier. Why do you have to leave a stigma with them and let the whole world be scolded?"

Han Liu spoke fiercely and said furiously. Zhao Tian couldn't listen anymore and stopped him and said, "Stop talking! Don't blame the emperor for being arbitrarily! The matters in the Wei State cannot be explained clearly in a few words. At that time, the emperor was forced to be helpless. It was inconsistent with humanity, but it was necessary for the situation. It was not as easy as bystanders to talk about benevolence and righteousness. The battlefield was ruthless, and life-and-death. Sometimes it was not allowed to be kind!"

Seeing this, Han Liu was completely desperate and knew that Zhao Tian would not listen no matter what he said.

I couldn't help but smile miserably.

"If there is a next life, I hope I can still serve my husband. Today, Han Liu cannot persuade his husband to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and he has no face to face all Koreans. He can only apologize for his death and warn his husband to leave the tyrant of the north as soon as possible! If the hearts of the tyrant of the north are as unpopular as the tyrant of the north, the people of the world will inevitably despise him. Don't think that one day he can dominate the world!"

"No—" Zhao Tian shouted in a hurry, but was afraid of avoiding the King of Han. It was too late to save someone after hesitation.

Han Liu pulled out the sword of a Korean soldier beside him and died on the spot!

Zhao Tian's eyes saw the blood spraying all over the ground, Han Liu's body fell into the arms of a frightened palace maid, and his heart was ashamed for a moment...

The world is filled with red with the scorching sun.

The palace maid could not hold Han Liu's body and even fell down.

Blood slowly flowed out from Han Liu's neck, and the white dress reflected the bright sunlight, which seemed to be more redder than the blood.

Han Liu twitched slowly, his eyes staring at Zhao Tian tightly gradually dimmed, his red lips were about to open, as if he had something to say, but he could not make any sound.

Zhao Tian's arm holding the sword was exposed, and he was so sad that he wanted to cry. However, he did not dare to forget where he was at this moment, nor did he dare to forget the mission he had. He captured King Han alive and waited for the Zhou army to enter the palace. At that time, he could control the inside and outside of the palace, so that the battle could end faster and reduce more casualties.

Seeing that Han Liu was so strong, Korean civil and military officials also saw that Zhao Tian was extremely excited and did not dare to move at all, for fear that King Han would be injured and died at his hands.

I don't know how long this is done, and the cavalry of a large army rang out of the palace.

In a moment, the Black Wolf clan soldiers entered the palace, but all the rebels were killed. The palace masters saw that the situation was irreversible, and many people fled to survive on their own, while some did not dare to resist, for fear of losing their lives.

Zhao Tian let go of King Han, walked step by step to Han Liu's corpse, and hugged her bloodless face tightly in his arms. Tears couldn't help but burst out from his eyes, but he buryed his face on Han Liu's hair, unwilling to be seen.

'Why do you have to do this for the incompetent King of Han? Why do you have to do this for this... In such a huge South Korea, there are thousands of civil and military officials. They have not yet asked for such death for King of Han. Why do you have to do this for this? Why do you have to do this for this...'
Chapter completed!