The ministers looked at each other, and one of them saluted to King Zhao and said.

"King, General Li has been defeated."

"Hehe." King Zhao smiled bitterly, and he laughed suddenly, and he didn't know what he was laughing at, as if he was laughing at himself.

After laughing for a long time, he nodded, his eyes depressed: "I was defeated, I was defeated..."

After a long time, he raised his head and looked around everyone and asked, "State of Zhao, do you have a way out?"

The minister didn't know how to answer.

But after a while, someone said, "King, Zhao State has no way out."

He was a very dignified middle-aged man, with a tall body and staring at the person on the throne.

King Qian of Zhao raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man, lowering his eyes again: "Brother."

His face was gray and he asked intermittently: "Then, what else can Zhao State do?"

"King." The middle-aged man looked at King Zhao's appearance and showed a little disappointment in his eyes, but then he said resolutely: "The State of Zhao can fight!"

"Retreat the tiger and wolf of Qin!"

"Retreat Qin?" King Zhao raised his eyes, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and said weakly: "How to retreat Qin?"

"Now there are more than 150,000 troops in Handan, tens of thousands of soldiers from the royal palace army, and only more than 200,000 Qin army, how can we not have one enemy?"

The middle-aged man, who was called his elder brother by King Zhao, stood on the side of the ministers and looked at King Zhao on the seat, and said quietly.

"King, I, Zhao State, should be without greed for life and fear of death."

"Young Master Jia, be careful of your words." A minister whispered to the middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man was the original legitimate son of Zhao State and Prince Jia.

The hall was quiet, and King Zhao sat in his seat with his forehead on his back.

The ministers looked at King Zhao silently.

After a long time, King Zhao's voice was in a low voice and said, "Try!"

His eyes were fierce and fierce: "I really think that Zhao State is afraid of this Qin State!"

"beat!"

Gongzi Jia looked at King Zhao and laughed. This is what my king of Zhao should look like.

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The Qin army besieged Handan, but was strongly resisted by the Zhao army.

At the same time.

On the south bank of the Korean Bingshui River, Weizhuang stood with the long sword in his hand, looking at the Qin army that was as obscuring as black clouds.

The armor on his body was chilling, and the weird long sword in his hand seemed to be trembling, making a slight sound.

The Korean soldier behind him stood behind Weizhuang with the spear in his hand holding the spear, watching the Qin army walking forward half a step forward.

Wei Zhuang looked back and said lightly: "If there is no order, all those who advance will be killed."

The Korean soldiers stopped and watched the Qin army raise their weapons and hold their hands white.

The sound of water waves behind me gradually rose.

When the two armies looked at each other, Weizhuang saw a man among the Qin army, wearing a gray robe and carrying a bronze sword around his waist.

Looking at the man, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Wei Zhuang's mouth, and murderous intent was entrenched on the blade in his hand.

Meng Wu looked at the Korean military formation. The general in front of the army was very strange, with pale hair, and his eyes seemed to be looking beside him.

Meng Wu turned around, but the Korean general was looking at a man in gray beside him.

This man is the palace sword master sent by the King of Qin.

The man in gray seemed to be watching the Korean general, with the sword intent surging on his body.

Meng Wu smiled: "Mr. Gai, how about you who will leave that person?"

Gai Nie glanced at Meng Wu, held the sword around his waist, and nodded: "Thank you General Meng."

"Nothing happens, South Korea, the country's fortunes are over." As he said that, Meng Wu raised his spear.

"The whole army, charge!"

The water was even more violent by the shocking momentum, and the water surface was reflected with interlaced spears and soldiers.

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It was several days later when the killing sound gradually faded.

Among the corpse that cannot be seen.

Wei Zhuang fell to the ground, half of his face was soaked in the plasma, his eyes were forward, and the person in front of him was quietly.

Gai Nie raised the sword, but finally put it down. The long sword was inserted beside Wei Zhuang, dragging his tired body, limping and preparing to leave.

"You, won't you kill me?" Wei Zhuang raised his head, his face stained with blood and a little hideous.

Gai Nie turned his head, was silent for a moment, looked into the distance, and said, "The Qin army is coming soon."

I didn't say anything anymore and just walked away on my own.

Wei Zhuang stood up with the sword in his hand and coughed.

He glanced at the figure walking away and turned around to leave.

Next time, I will kill you.

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The Qin army attacked Xinzheng, South Korea in another month.

Xinzheng's gate was closed, and the King of Han stood on the top of the city and looked at the Qin army rushing towards him, holding his hands weakly on the city wall.

The clouds were covered with clouds, and the army stepped forward. The spirit was suppressed in everyone's heart, and every sound seemed like a huge shock.

King Han followed a group of ministers, his face pale.

Meng Wu stood in front of the city, looking at the flag above the city wall, the character Han was rolling under the sky.

He raised his hand and shouted loudly.

"The city will announce to the King of Han. In half an hour, if the King of Han surrenders, everyone in Xinzheng can be fully protected! If the King of Han does not surrender, the Qin army will attack the city! At that time, the city will be destroyed and the people will be destroyed. It is no wonder that Qin!"

The sound echoed between the two armies.

The general guarding the city standing above the city headed silently looked at King Han who was standing aside, holding the long sword at his waist tightly, and after a long time, he knelt down.

"King, we are willing to die with our own power! Fight to the death with the Qin army!"

The soldiers on the top of the city held the weapons in their hands, were silent for a moment, and knelt down one by one.

It’s better to be a Korean to die in battle and live up to the Koreans for a lifetime.

"We are willing to fight to the death!"

Among the ministers, the Prime Minister Zhang Ping also walked out, looked at King Han and said loudly.

"We are willing to die with our own body, and we do not want to lose our Korean spine!"

The ministers looked at each other in an instant, and finally smiled relieved as if they had figured out something.

Shaking his head, he knelt down together.

"I don't want to lose my Korean spine!"

King Han looked at the kneeling generals and ministers, his eyes were dull and nodded: "Get up."

Murmur: "Get up."

As he said that, he looked at the Korean flag rolling over the city, and then at the roof tiles inside the city.

Being a king and a king is what you bear is the weight of a country!

It gradually seemed that his own decision was in his eyes.

"I am incompetent..."

"But I am still the King of Han."

He looked at the city for a long time.

It's like looking at my own South Korea.

Then, he turned around and walked step by step to the city wall.

Looking at the Qin army under the city, his face flushed and tears were roaring.

"General Qin!"

"I am here! Don't hurt my Korean people!"

"Korea has surrendered!"

As he spoke, the figure standing on the top of the city, he looked at the troops and howled angrily.

Jump down.

He shouted: "Korea has surrendered!"

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South Korea was destroyed and the King of Korea died.

In the same year, the Qin army besieged Handan for a long time and could not conquer it. Because they were fighting far away, the army was in short supply and eventually retreated.

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Chapter completed!