Chapter 72 Handan (Please give me your votes on Monday!)
Zhao capital, Handan.

No, although it is still called Handan City, it is no longer the capital of Zhao. The Zhao State, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, was declared destroyed. King Qian of Zhao, Queen Zhao Daochang, Prime Minister Guo Kai and others opened the city and surrendered. However, Prince Jia of Zhao led hundreds of his clan members to flee to Dai County, proclaimed himself King of Dai, and established the Dai State.

But everyone knew that Prince Jia's Dai Kingdom was just the last dying struggle of the Zhao Kingdom, just to survive.

have to! have to! have to!
After the joint assassination by the knights of Zhao and the farmers, the group led by Zheng Ge did not encounter another assassination incident. After hurrying and hurrying, the mighty team of tens of thousands finally arrived outside the city of Handan. The neat hooves of the horses fell on the ground, making a crisp sound.

The dust was rolled up, covering up the 20,000-strong army, which was coordinated from the front and back. Blending with the dense rain of horse hooves, there were clearly only 20,000 of them, but it created an atmosphere of iron and blood, as if the heavenly soldiers and generals from heaven had descended to the earth.

Bang!
At the gate of Handan City, the surrendered King Qian of Zhao, together with his mother, Queen Zhao Daochang, who was as famous as the Queen Mother Zhao of Qin, and other members of the Zhao royal family, as well as more than a thousand Zhao civil and military officials headed by Prime Minister Guo Kai, welcomed Zheng Ge's arrival like slaves under the supervision of Qin soldiers.

A year ago, the group of people headed by Zhao Wangqian were still prominent officials in Zhao State, and the words of any one of them could determine the fate of countless people. A year later, they have become prisoners, and only a word from Zhengge can determine the life and death of each of them. This gap is hard to avoid for even the most heartless people.

There was a trace of sadness and resentment hidden in each of their eyes! Deep down in their hearts, they hated Zheng Ge to the core.

However, when Zheng Ge's team arrived, facing the sound of thousands of horses galloping and the cold murderous aura that hit them in the face, everyone's face turned pale as paper, and some of those with weak wills stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha!"

The team led by Zheng Ge was only a few dozen feet away from Zhao Wangqian and his men. The leading knights saw Zhao Wangqian and his men from afar, their silence and staggering appearance, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. The piercing laughter that echoed between heaven and earth was like a ruthless sword, piercing Zhao Wangqian and his men, making their pale faces flush red.

A few years ago, Tianxuan fled from Zhao State, as miserable as a dog that lost its home. A few years later, he returned to Zhao State as one of the conquerors. Although, those who brought Tianxuan painful memories in Zhao State had died in his hands, he was not interested in venting his anger on irrelevant people, like Bibi Dong who regarded everyone as an enemy.

However, arriving at Handan, the capital of Zhao, as a victor, still made him feel a little emotional.

Today, Tianxuan insisted on riding a horse. Arriving at Handan City, looking around, the towering city wall of Handan City, which was ten feet high, was clearly visible.

The city of Handan originated in the Shang Dynasty. In the early Shang Dynasty, the capital was built in Xing, and then moved to Yin. For hundreds of years, Handan was a place of capital support. The name Handan appeared at the latest during the reign of King Zhou of Shang.

Handan belonged to the State of Wei in the Western Zhou Dynasty and to the State of Jin in the Spring and Autumn Period. At that time, Handan was already a well-known city with relatively developed agriculture, handicrafts and commerce. In the 12th year of Duke Ding of Jin, Zhao Yang (Zhao Jianzi), the prime minister of Jin, had already included Handan in his sphere of influence. From then on, Handan became the hereditary territory of the Zhao family. In the Warring States Period, in the first year of King Jing of Zhao, the capital of Zhao was moved from Zhongmu to Handan. As the capital of the State of Zhao, Handan experienced eight generations of kings and continued to prosper for 158 years. In particular, the great leader King Wuling of Zhao pioneered reforms and implemented military reforms of wearing Hu clothing and riding and shooting, enriching the country and strengthening the army. The country prospered and ranked among the seven powers in the Warring States Period, making the State of Zhao one of the countries that could compete with the powerful Qin.

Unfortunately, since the reign of King Wuling of Zhao, the state of Zhao had been in decline. After the "unremitting efforts" of three generations of incompetent rulers, including King Xiaocheng of Zhao, King Daoxiang of Zhao, and the current King Qian of Zhao, the state of Zhao finally perished.

[The demise of the State of Zhao was caused by three generations of incompetent rulers: King Xiaocheng of Zhao, King Daoxiang of Zhao, and King Qian of Zhao. The foundation was strong! In the memory of the past life, in the 5,000 years of human civilization, there has never been a lack of incompetent rulers who brought the country to its demise in just 10 or 20 years! ]

Tianxuan's eyes fell on the majestic and towering walls of Handan City, which witnessed the glory and decline of Zhao State. He paused for a moment and then retracted his gaze like lightning. His eyes turned and fell on the person who was sitting in the first place, wearing white clothes, with bulging eyes. It was obvious that he was overly drunk and lusty. Suddenly, this thought came to his mind. "Tianxuanzi, what are you thinking about?"

Suddenly, a sweet and playful sound rang in Tianxuan's ears.

"I'm not thinking about anything. I'm just feeling sad about the strong foundation of Zhao State. From King Xiaocheng of Zhao to this King Qian of Zhao, it took three generations of incompetent rulers to ruin the foundation laid by Zhao Wuzi and Zhao Jianzi!" Tianxuan came back to his senses, turned his head and looked at the beautiful woman with a cold temperament sitting behind him in a gorgeous blue dress, and said jokingly.

At this time, Tianxuan was being held in the arms of his fiancée, Dongjun Yanfei.

This time, Yan Fei's words and actions all regarded herself as Tian Xuan's fiancée. Of course, everyone could see that Yan Fei only regarded Tian Xuan as a toy for fun. Everyone from Zheng Ge down regarded this as a rare pastime and teased him from time to time.

The support of others, whether intentional or not, boosted Yan Fei's arrogance. As a result, Dong Jun, a member of the Yin-Yang School, relied on his martial arts that was more powerful than Tian Xuan to stick to Tian Xuan every day. Today, Tian Xuan just asked to ride a horse, and Yan Fei lifted him onto her horse.

[Yan Fei, just wait for me. In a few years, I will definitely let you see how powerful I am!]

Being held in the arms of a beauty like Yan Fei, his head was in close contact with the snowy peaks, and the elegant fragrance like orchids kept rushing into his mouth and nose. If Tian Xuan was already fourteen or fifteen years old, he would definitely savor this rare happiness. However, he was just a child under ten years old at this time, and he was truly powerless.

In addition, everyone around him was staring at him as if they were watching a good show. Tianxuan really had no intention of enjoying this good fortune and could only curse in his heart.

"You...you!"

As luck would have it, when Tianxuan said this, the team happened to arrive at the gate of Handan City. Zhao Wangqian, who was listed as a tyrant by Tianxuan along with his father and grandfather, had begun to doubt whether he was a tyrant, but being publicly humiliated by the enemy still hurt his sensitive self-esteem. Although he did not dare to put on airs again, he pointed a finger at Tianxuan several feet away and spoke intermittently.

Swish!
Tian Xuan was not interested in arguing with Zhao Wangqian, the incompetent emperor. Seeing that Zhao Wangqian was about to refute, he slightly used his power and cast a sharp gaze on Zhao Wangqian. When their eyes met, Zhao Wangqian was struck by lightning and dared not say anything more.

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