Chapter 148 Be a Clear-Minded Ghost (Available next week, please give me monthly tickets and rewards!)

"Come so fast!"

Facing the military bugle call coming from outside, Wei Zhuang's serious face showed a strange color, and he said in a low voice.

"Someone, come quickly... prepare to lower the watch!"

Han Wangan, who had experienced similar scenes before, listened to the military call that clearly indicated that the army had entered the city, and his face was filled with despair. Suddenly, he jumped up from the throne and shouted loudly.

Upon hearing King Han's order, the Han court officials in the palace began to look for paper and pen, intending to surrender to the Qin army again.

"Kill, leave no one behind!"

Seeing this scene, even though Wei Zhuang had made up his mind, he was still a little disappointed and gave the order to massacre without hesitation.

call out!call out!call out!
Bai Feng had already been eager to try when she saw the ugly behavior of these nobles who usually acted high and mighty. As soon as Wei Zhuang gave the order, Bai Feng waved his hands and shot out feather blades one after another, like sharp arrows, piercing the temples, hearts, necks and other vital parts of the ugly Korean nobles.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
The bodies of the Korean dignitaries fell one by one as their vital points were pierced by the feather blades, with blood gushing out from their wounds.

Whoosh!
The Wolf King, with a pair of steel claws tied to his wrists, leaped out like a bloodthirsty and ferocious wolf, waving his steel claws like the wind, moving swiftly and shooting into the Korean ministers. Their bodies were torn to pieces, hot blood splattered, and their limbs, broken bodies, and internal organs were scattered all over the ground.

boom!
Wushuang Gui was a strong and sturdy man with supernatural powers. He never used weapons, but his pair of iron fists were enough to compete with supernatural weapons. After receiving Wei Zhuang's order, this Korean's strongest man rushed out, his fists were like a pair of eight-sided copper hammers, and he slaughtered the Korean dignitaries. Every time he punched, one person's brain would burst.

"help!"

"Killed!"

"Wei Zhuang, have you surrendered to the Qin people?"

……

Everything happened too fast. When Bai Feng, Cang Lang Wang and Wushuang Gui started killing people, their colleagues, relatives and friends died in their hands. The Korean officials in the palace just realized what was happening. Screaming with fear, the survivors fled in all directions, trying to escape from this execution ground.

"Wei Zhuang, what are you doing?"

No one paid attention to Han Wangan on the throne for the time being. Seeing his subjects being ruthlessly slaughtered, Han Wangan questioned with half anger and half fear.

Wei Zhuang raised his head, looked at King Han An on the throne, and bluntly revealed the answer: "The fall of Han is inevitable. Even if King Zheng of Qin spares your life for Han Fei's sake, you will most likely starve to death like Duke Kang of Qi!"

Duke Kang of Qi was the last king of Qi, who was ruled by the Jiang clan and the Lu clan. After the Tian clan replaced Qi, Duke Kang of Qi was first moved to the sea and given a city to live in. Later, the city was also taken back. Duke Kang of Qi, who had no livelihood, starved to death, and his end was extremely miserable.

"As for these people?" After revealing the fate that King Han An would face, Wei Zhuang's eyes fixed, and he looked around with a tut of his lips at the Korean dignitaries who were slaughtered by his subordinates. "They are jumping up and down, and King Qin Zheng will never let them go. So, instead of waiting for the Qin army to arrive and let you end up miserably, it is better for me to let you die a quick death!"

"what!"

"Can you please leave me an intact body?"

"do not want!"

……

Wei Zhuang's words, with the help of his profound skills, spread throughout the hall. At this time, most of the Korean dignitaries in the hall had been slaughtered by Bai Feng, Wushuang Gui, and Canglang Wang. After hearing Wei Zhuang's words, dozens of dignitaries who had temporarily saved their lives were either desperate or took the initiative to walk towards the three executioners. What's worse, even though they knew this was the best outcome, they were still afraid of death. "Your Majesty, do you want to do it yourself, or do you want me to help you?"

Wei Zhuang's attention returned to Han Wangan, with a frightening cold light flashing in his eyes. Like the god of death, he spoke to Han Wangan calmly.

After hearing Wei Zhuang's words, even though Han Wangan knew that suicide was the best outcome, he still trembled all over. Although, with just one order, someone would deliver white silk, a dagger, and poison to allow him to leave in a dignified manner. However, killing himself was still an extremely difficult thing for Han Wangan, who had been pampered since childhood and had hardly suffered any hardship.

His fat body was shaking and tears were streaming down his face, like a fat pig that was put under the knife and was still struggling desperately.

"It seems that the king wants me to give you a ride!"

Wei Zhuang saw Han Wangan's ugly appearance. Even though he tried his best to suppress it, there was still a trace of contempt in his eyes. Holding the demon sword Shark Tooth, he walked towards Han Wangan on the throne step by step. Every step he took, in Han Wangan's ears, was no different from the steps of the soul-catcher.

At this critical moment of life and death, Han Wangan's eyes widened as he looked towards Chi Lian who was standing in the hall. His eyes were filled with pleading from the bottom of his heart, begging this daughter whom he had loved since childhood to speak up and save his life.

【Father, don’t blame me! 】

Facing her father's pleading eyes, Chi Lian felt sorry for him and was about to plead for mercy. However, she was no longer the innocent Princess Honglian. She hardened her heart, turned her head away, and said silently in her heart.

Tick ​​tock!

A teardrop as full and round as a pearl rolled out from Chi Lian's eye socket, fell to the ground along her charming face, and shattered into pieces.

Wei Zhuang has come to Han Wangan, slowly raised the blood-stained demon sword Shark Tooth, which seemed to have the ability to drink blood, and pointed it at Han Wangan's heart, ready to pierce Han Wangan's chest and end his life. Han Wangan, who is not good at martial arts, has no choice but to die when facing the sword of Wei Zhuang, a famous swordsman.

"and many more!"

Just as Wei Zhuang was about to stab with the sword, Han Wangan suddenly remembered something and stopped him.

Wei Zhuang paused with his sword, "Your Majesty, is there anything else you are unwilling to accept?"

Han Wangan looked desperate: "Wei Zhuang, I know I will die. But, even if I die, at least let me die knowingly!"

"Sure!" Wei Zhuang didn't mind fulfilling Han Wangan's wish.

"You seem to have known for a long time that this uprising has no hope of success?" At the last moment of his life, Han Wangan asked out all the questions in his heart, "Then why did you still start a rebellion and put me back on the throne?"

"It's very simple! I just want to use this incident to exchange for an opportunity." Wei Zhuang showed his longing, and there was even a hint of anger in his eyes, "Exchange for an opportunity that can truly make South Korea rise! Unfortunately, the originally designed plan has a flaw. Although, the person who cooperated with me said that there is still a chance to make amends."

"However, due to a small mistake, the remaining fire inevitably suffered great damage!"

Han Wangan: “…”

Although King Han An wanted to be clear-headed, he became even more confused after hearing Wei Zhuang's words.

"Okay, that's all I can say." Wei Zhuang saw the confusion on Han Wangan's face and didn't intend to continue answering. "You should get going! If you really care about Korea, then take a good look at how we are reviving Korea!"

(End of this chapter)