Chapter 146: The Second Lost Country (100 monthly tickets plus more, please give me monthly tickets and rewards!)

Purple girl!

This purple-dressed woman is none other than Zi Nu, the proprietress of Zi Lan Xuan, the number one entertainment venue in Korea. In addition to being the proprietress of Zi Lan Xuan, Zi Nu has another identity, that is, she is a founding member of the "Ju San Liu Sha" with Han Fei, Wei Zhuang, and Zhang Liang.

When Zi Nu heard Chi Lian's words laced with anger, her laughter paused, but there was still a hint of smile on her bright and generous face.

"Wei Zhuang, this time you ended up losing more than you gained!" Zi Nu stopped laughing and cast a sharp look at Wei Zhuang who was at the top. "Not only did you fail to recover Korea, but you also lost the elites of Liusha and the hearts of the people in Yingchuan." Halfway through her words, a look of disdain appeared on Zi Nu's beautiful face.

"During the period of Korea's liberation, I haven't seen many people who really care about Korea's survival! Those powerful people are either busy squeezing the people to make up for their losses, or going to places of entertainment like Zi Lan Xuan!"

"Ugh!"

Bai Feng, Chi Lian and other high-ranking members of the Liusha clan heard what Zi Nu said. Although they could not help being angry, they also knew that what Zi Nu said was true. It was unknown who started it, but from Wei Zhuang onwards, the high-ranking members of the Liusha clan gathered in this hall all showed the same melancholy on their faces, sighed in unison, and were filled with endless disappointment.

Although Wei Zhuang, who was wearing a silver-haired cloak, did not speak, his aura was even more fierce. If it were said that Wei Zhuang was usually a bloodthirsty and cruel sword, now he was a magic sword that seemed to be about to jump up spontaneously and devour endless blood!
"It's no use saying this now."

After a while, Bai Feng, who had silver hair and white clothes, spoke. Although he was an orphan, his temperament was very noble, like a pampered nobleman.

"It's time for us to go!"

【Walk?】

A simple term, but it hurt the hearts of everyone present. This was the second time they fled without fighting when their country was about to be destroyed. Although everyone was confident of making a comeback, escaping again and again inevitably hurt their dignity.

"Walk?"

As the leader, Wei Zhuang finally spoke. His tone was calm and peaceful.

"can!"

"But, before we go, we have to do one more thing!"

Zi Nu's gentle and beautiful eyes flashed, and she sighed: "Yes, before you leave, you really have to do one thing! If you don't do this, there will be no hope for Korea's recovery!"

For some reason, Chi Lian, who was watching from the sidelines, felt a strong sense of uneasiness when she heard this. She dropped her purely feigned charm and said in a hoarse voice, "Zhuang, what are you going to do?"

Wei Zhuang's hand pressed on the scabbard of the Demon Sword Shark Tooth. The Demon Sword Shark Tooth, which had killed countless people, seemed to have spirituality. The moment Wei Zhuang's fingers touched the scabbard, a crisp sound was made.

"kill!"

The man was an incomparable evil man; the sword was an incomparable vicious sword. The moment the man and the sword came into contact, Wei Zhuang had already stood up, exuding an icy and bone-chilling aura without any warmth, just like an incomparable killing god who slaughtered countless lives. These two simple words contained a thousand pounds of weight.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Lord of Quicksand walked out silently. Seeing this, Bai Feng, Chi Lian, Cang Lang Wang and other high-ranking officials of Quicksand followed him.

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"You guys, escort Cheng'er away immediately!"

The fourth son Han Yu, who was ordered by Han Wangan to go to the general's mansion to deliver the imperial edict, did not go to the general's mansion after leaving the palace, but turned back to his lost mansion. The moment he returned to the mansion, Han Yu called all his confidants to his side, his face full of sadness and solemnity, and ordered everyone. "Fourth son!"

When Han Yu's confidants heard Han Yu's order, their faces all changed and they shouted in unison.

"Hurry up!" Han Yu smiled a sad smile and urged everyone, "The Qin army is about to arrive at the city. Xinzheng City cannot be defended. Once Xinzheng City is lost, even if King Zheng of Qin gives us a chance to live for the sake of my ninth brother, we will most likely be exiled to the bitter cold borderland."

When he said this, a hint of warmth flashed across Han Yu's eyes.

"So, we must keep Cheng'er's spark alive!"

Cheng'er, whose full name is Han Cheng, can also be called Ji Cheng. He is Han Yu's biological son, and he is only eight years old this year. Although Han Yu has more than one son, Han Cheng is the smartest among all his sons. Therefore, at this critical juncture when the country is about to be destroyed again, Han Yu chooses Han Cheng as the hope of restoring the country.

"One day, if the Qin Kingdom is as stable as Mount Tai, let Cheng'er be an ordinary person. On the contrary, if the Qin Kingdom is unstable, let Cheng'er work hard!"

"Fourth Master, what are you going to do?"

Seeing that Han Yu had made up his mind, his confidants could no longer persuade him, but after all, they had been master and servant for many years and had some feelings for each other. A man in his early thirties, with a skinny body and ordinary looks, who was the kind of man who would be lost in a crowd, said reluctantly.

Han Yu smiled bitterly, his face full of determination, "I have tasted the pain of losing my country once, and I have no interest in experiencing it a second time!"

"Son!"

Hearing Han Yu's words that implied his willingness to die for his country, all his confidants shouted in unison.

"Okay, stop talking." Han Yu waved his hand, urging, "If you care about the friendship we've had over the years, take Cheng'er away from me and stay away from Xinzheng. There should be some silver in the treasury, take as much as you can!"

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Rumble!
The city of Xinzheng was in chaos as the Qin army was about to arrive at the gates.

Wei Zhuang wanted to leave again, but before leaving, he had to kill someone; Han Yu knew that Xinzheng City could not be defended, so he ordered his confidant to take one of his sons away to be the last seed. As for the other mediocre and incompetent nobles in Han, facing the upcoming second national subjugation, they were like pigs and sheep on the chopping block.

Outside Xinzheng City, a murderous situation is about to occur.

Three thousand cavalrymen wearing black armor and riding horses equipped with harnesses, led by Tianxuan, avoided the cities along the way and rushed towards Xinzheng City like a sword piercing the heart. The dense rain of horse hooves fell on the ground and gathered together, creating a huge movement like a dragon turning over.

"drive!"

Tianxuan, who was eleven years old, did not have replacement horses like his subordinates. However, Huoyun was a horse king who had been trained in the wind and snow outside the Great Wall. Although he could not compare with the Ferghana horse, he was far better than ordinary good horses. Tianxuan held the reins tightly with both hands and drove Huoyun forward. Beside Tianxuan, Li Kai, Nongyu, father and daughter, Yan Fei, Yue Shen, Da Siming, and Shao Siming were all riding horses.

Three thousand elite cavalrymen, led by their commander, moved as fast as the wind and thunder. In one night, they rushed a hundred miles. Standing on the top of the mountain, looking far away, one could already see the towering walls of Xinzheng City. An eleven-year-old child, leading thousands of soldiers and horses to rush a hundred miles? Such an incredible thing, if it weren't for the people around Tianxuan who saw it with their own eyes, no one would believe it.

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