Chapter 64: Moonlit Night Murder

"Kill!"

"Tyrant Ying Zheng, die!"

"Brothers, charge!"

……

With a heroic will to fight, as if to cross time and space, the shouts and cries of killing, summoning the many heroic souls who died on the battlefield, suddenly rang out around the camp, with a unique tone belonging to the people of Zhao.

【The Zhao people are attacking? 】

Hearing the shouts and screams coming from the outside world, everyone in the king's tent, including Tianxuan, had the same thought in their minds.

"Hundreds of thousands of Zhao troops were defeated, and a few stragglers dare to come and seek death?" Zheng Ge's face showed murderous intent, and he commented on the Zhao attack with disdain.

Wow!
Before Zheng Ge finished speaking, the sound of armor colliding could be heard outside the king's tent. The Qin army's brave general, Meng Tian, ​​hurried over. Although he was stopped by Zhao Gao, the commander of the imperial carriages, who was guarding the entrance and not allowed to enter the king's tent without permission, he still knelt on one knee and reported to Zheng Ge in the tent.

"Your Majesty, there are about 2,000 Zhao troops attacking us!"

"Meng Tian, ​​I leave them to you." Zheng Ge's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he looked at Meng Tian from a distance. He did not take the Zhao army seriously at all, and gave the order calmly.

"Your Majesty, the Zhao army is attacking, and I think there may be some masters among them." Tianxuan silently digested the sudden attack and changed his identity from a storyteller to a minister of Qin. "I dare to ask for a meeting with these masters of Zhao!"

Tianxuan has entered the third realm of martial arts: the realm of separation and integration. At the age of a child, Tianxuan, who has entered the realm of separation and integration, is not only a rare genius, but also a first-class master in the world. I am willing to try my hand!
Hearing this, Zheng Ge stared at Tian Xuan. For some reason, since the first time he saw Tian Xuan, Zheng Ge had a faint sense of intimacy with Tian Xuan. Because of this faint intimacy, Zheng Ge always had a little care for Tian Xuan. Of course, Tian Xuan also used his actual performance to prove that he deserved this care from Zheng Ge.

"can!"

Faced with Tianxuan's initiative to ask, Zheng Ge just thought about it and agreed.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

With Zheng Ge's permission, Tianxuan, who was more than nine years old but less than ten years old, walked out of the tent with his head held high. With every step he took, awe-inspiring momentum was brewing around him, like a young tiger ready to roar in the mountains, or even more like a dragon that could fly into the sky and hide in the ground at any time.

"Brother Tianxuan, wait a minute."

Prince Fusu was inevitably moved when he saw that Tianxuan wanted to fight with the masters of Zhao State. When Tianxuan was about to step out of the royal tent, he suddenly spoke.

"I will go with you to boost the morale of my Qin men!"

Fusu said this simply out of friendship. However, when Zhengge heard it, his expression changed slightly, and he showed a hint of admiration for Fusu.

"it is good!"

Although, the contact during this period made Tianxuan clearly realize that Fusu was not the weak scholar that later generations thought. However, Fusu was willing to face the incoming enemies with him during this chaotic time, which made Tianxuan very satisfied with Fusu, the future monarch he had chosen.

…………

"Kill!"

"Brothers, kill the tyrant Ying Zheng!" "Charge!"

……

When Tianxuan and Fusu arrived in the outside world, the originally orderly camp had turned into a battlefield that devoured lives. A large group of soldiers, young and old, in ragged clothes, launched an attack on the Qin army, which was ten times larger than their own, like a surging wave.

The shouts and cries condensed the unyielding fighting spirit; the waving weapons were the blood of the Zhao people; in the mighty team, a tattered flag made of rags was erected, and in the strong wind, the word "Zhao" on the flag fluttered in the wind, as if this flag was formed by the gathering of endless fighting spirits. At this moment, these fighting spirits are about to revive and fight bravely together with these passionate men of Zhao.

Tianxuan, who came from the outside world, used his innate energy to achieve the ability to see and hear in all directions. As far as he could see, the Zhao army that came to attack had neither uniform clothing nor subdivided arms such as spearmen, shieldmen, and cavalry. However, under the encirclement of the Qin army, which had an absolute advantage in numbers, they were fearless.

Even though his body was pierced, he still rushed forward regardless of his life, vowing to die together with the Qin army.

On the contrary, facing the attack of the Zhao army with high morale and composed of desperate soldiers, the Qin army demonstrated the excellent qualities of the strongest army in the world. Under the order of Zhengge, Meng Tian, ​​the general who was in charge of the encirclement and suppression of the Zhao army, flexibly mobilized troops from various places. Under the command of Meng Tian, ​​an elite Qin army cut through the Zhao army like a sharp arrow.

Soldiers armed with iron spears, long spears, halberds and other long weapons surrounded them from all directions, and archers shot deadly arrows, turning the Zhao soldiers into hedgehogs, with arrows all over their bodies.

"Jiujiao Lao Qin, restore our rivers and mountains."

"Jiujiao Lao Qin, restore our rivers and mountains."

"Old Qin, restore our rivers and mountains. The blood will not stop until we die. Old Qin, restore our rivers and mountains. The blood will not stop until we die. To the west is the Great Qin, which is rising like the sun. A hundred years of national hatred will never be resolved. The world is in turmoil, how can there be peace and tranquility? Qin has sharp warriors, who can compete with it?"

……

The moon is dark and the wind kills the night.

The Qin soldiers seemed to be infected by the passion of the Zhao people. From someone's point of view, they began to sing the heroic war songs of the Qin people, accompanied by the sound of golden swords and iron horses, showing the iron-blooded heroism of the Qin people to the stubborn enemy.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Although, Tianxuan was told by reason that this Zhao army was seeking its own death. In fact, they were just abandoned pawns to attract attention for the master to assassinate Zhengge. However, the bloody fight between the Qin army and the Zhao army inevitably touched Tianxuan. His heart beat violently in his chest, as if Tianxuan had lost control of his heart. This heart wanted to jump out of his throat and turn into a thunderous war drum to cheer up the passionate men.

【War drums?】

Tianxuan moved suddenly and turned his head to look at Fusu who was standing beside him.

Standing on the edge of a bloody battlefield, Fusu, unlike Tianxuan who had lived two lives as a human being and massacred an entire village at the age of five, had a handsome face filled with fear, but more of it was passion.

"Sir, the men of our Great Qin are fighting bloody battles with the enemy." Tianxuan turned his head and said to Fusu, "Are you not going to do anything?"

As he said this, Tianxuan's sight passed Fusu and fell on a lonely war drum not far away. Fusu, who was not stupid at all, followed Tianxuan's sight and immediately understood what Tianxuan meant.

"Set up the war drums. I will beat the drums to cheer for my fellow Qin men!"

After understanding Tianxuan's intention, Fusu shook his cloak, showed his majesty in front of Tianxuan for the first time, and gave orders in a domineering manner.

thump! thump! thump!
Following Fusu's order, the war drum was quickly set up, and two drumsticks fell into Fusu's still tender hands, and they began to beat the drum violently.

(End of this chapter)