"Qin Army! There is Qin Army!"

With a scream, I remembered on the already chaotic street that the guests wearing Korean armor could really see clearly the Qin army that had surrounded from all directions.

The torches held high in their hands illuminated the blades that had been raised, falling in their eyes, splashing blood.

The Qin army, who should have been unprepared, stood in front of them with long blood stained dragons in their hands and looked at them coldly.

The corpse lying on the ground opened his eyes silently, and the sound of blood flowing out on the ground was subtle, and was soon overshadowed by the sound of the golden sound that collided with each other.

The Korean disciples and Qin soldiers fought together, and a man in an official uniform was helplessly pulling the reins of the frightened horse under him.

In the Qin team, the veteran looked at the man and took out a bow and arrow from behind. The arrow was placed on the strings, and with the sound of opening, the arrow with cold light penetrated into the night, passing through the chaos and shooting into the man's chest.

"Huh..." The man in Korean official uniform looked down at the arrow shot into his chest, put his hands in front of him, trying to stop the bleeding, but he could not stop it.

He raised his head blankly, his eyes blurred, watching the knife light disturbing.

It seemed that I remembered the sound of the Japanese and Korean king falling from the city and the sound of the city.

"Korea." The man's eyes heated up, and he opened his mouth, and blood spilled out of his mouth: "Is it really dead?"

"What kind of face does this make me meet my ancestors?"

He didn't know who he was asking, but he already had the answer.

Without any strength, the blood-stained official obedience immediately fell down.

The veteran put away his bow and arrow and pulled out his sword: "Suppress the rebellion!"

"yes!"

Xinzheng tonight is destined to be unable to calm down. The fire is in chaos, and deafening sounds of killing sounds sound from everywhere, with the sound of war everywhere.

Han Cheng rode on the horse and turned around dumbly to look into the distance.

He understood that if the night attack was successful, there would not be such a loud sound. He had never been to the battlefield, but he also understood that it was the sound that would only be made between the two armies in battle.

This only shows that the Qin army was prepared for a long time, and they had been ambushed by the Qin army.

The sound of horse hooves and footsteps falling from the distance of the street came. Han Cheng looked at it and it was a pair of black-armored soldiers of about a thousand people. In front of him was a general dressed in white.

It is rare for generals wearing white clothes to be found in the battle formation.

Han Cheng looked at Qin Jun standing in front of the street, but his expression slowly calmed down. After a long time, he laughed out loud: "Haha."

The old minister standing beside Han Cheng's side had a pale face, and his body almost fell off the horse in a flash, and he almost stabilized his body and looked at Han Cheng beside him.

He can die, he can die anywhere, but the Han royal family cannot.

He looked at the doors around and shouted: "A group of people escort the young master away! The rest of them followed me to block the Qin army!"

"Yes!" A group of people were about to step forward, but Han Cheng raised his hand.

"Sir, no need." Han Cheng rode on the horse with a solemn expression.

When Qin State besieged the city, he fled. The king's brother fell to the city and surrendered to protect the Korean royal family. When the Qin people entered the pass, he also fled. He stood in front of the Qin people and bowed and complained. When the Qin people imprisoned the old Han minister who refused to surrender, he also fled, standing aside and dared not speak.

This time, he really doesn't want to escape anymore.

"Cheng doesn't have to leave." Han Cheng frowned and held his sword.

"Young Master." The old minister looked at Han Cheng's appearance and said anxiously.

"Sir!" Han Cheng interrupted him and shouted: "Become the Han royal family! Chengdu is gone, how can the soldiers fight!"

The old minister couldn't speak, and he seemed to see the shadow of King Han in Han Cheng.

Han Cheng raised the sword in his hand and looked at the person opposite him far away. The sword in his hand seemed to be trembling. He was very afraid, but he still held the sword and drank: "Come and general name!"

"The army of the army." The voice replied faintly.

"Ha." Han Chengqiang smiled: "Chen is not a war, but you have heard of your reputation."

"A bad army."

"Come on." Han Cheng said in a voice, and the guests behind him all set up their own swords.

The horse's hooves were raised, and the white robe rushed over with the black armored army. Han Cheng smiled.

Come on, troubled times.

South Korean royal family member Han Cheng led the rebellion of the old Gui, and then all parts of South Korea responded and raised flags.

However, the rebellion came suddenly and went quickly. On that day, Han Cheng's troops were suppressed by the Qin army, and Han Cheng died. The Qin army seemed to have been prepared, and the army from all over South Korea was defeated one after another, and the power could not be settled. At the same time, a copy of the book of Zhao Zhu was found in Han Cheng's mansion, which implicated most of the old Korean officials.

For a time, the remains in South Korea were either exile or fleeing or being arrested by the Qin army.

Gu Nan sat at the table and looked at the scripture that had just been sent from Qin. It was written on it, but the details of the distribution of land to the people of Xinzheng were given to the people of Xinzheng.

If Qin once gave land with military merits, it would definitely no longer apply. Therefore, the new land distribution order reported by Gu Nantongwen has now achieved results.

The inner envoy sat beside Gu Nan and asked, "Lang Ling, what's wrong?"

Gu Nan put down Wen Jian and looked at the veteran general beside him and smiled: "There is already a detailed explanation. He has given land apart and a farmland household. The rest are collected from the country and then given merits."

While saying that, she closed the script: "Spent the grain left by Han Laojue to the people, and it has been collected in winter."

Hearing this, the inner envoy laughed and his old voice was quite emotional.

"Your Majesty's great work. If you give this gift, it is equivalent to giving more than half of the land of Xinzheng to the Korean people."

"It's not Xinzheng, but South Korea, and then it will be the world."

Gu Nan said with a faint smile, picked up a bamboo slip from beside him and prepared to start the order tomorrow.

The inner envoy looked out of the hall, and the sky was just right outside.

He is already in his twilight years, and has been through most of the hundred years.

The former worldly displaced is vivid in my mind. On the day when he joined the army when he was a young man, the people in his family came to give him a bag of black steamed cakes, which was most of the surplus food in the family.

Such years really don’t make people dare to think about living, and they can even see starving frozen bones on the road.

The land is distributed to the households.

The veteran's eyes didn't know where he looked.

"There is no displaced, hunger and cold, what should it be like?"

He asked, and Gu Nan raised his head when he heard his voice, and looked along his gaze. It was the warm sun that was rare in autumn.

Touching his beard, the veteran raised his brows, raised the wrinkles on his forehead, and retracted his gaze: "I don't know if I can see it anymore."
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