Chapter 92: : No one is crying, just to make the flames smoke

For two years.
In this Warring States Period, if fleeting, fleeting, like a drop of water in the sea, looks small and insignificant.
But this drop of water made the sea billow.
There was an unprecedented wave.
King Zhou was worried about Qin's forces, and secretly conspired with Yan and Chu to make another contract.
Who knows, before this covenant of co-ordination has responded, Qin's offensive has arrived.
Zhou Zhou has long been nothing more than an empty shell. It is named as a country, with only 30 or 40 cities and more than 30,000 people. It is also divided into "East Week" and "Western Week". Even though resistance was impossible, Ji Yan was captured in Qin.
After Xuan was surrendered, he was named Zhou Gong by the Qin King, released to the Western Zhou Dynasty, and died of illness more than a month later.
However, it is worth noting that King Zhou City was said to have been destroyed by 300 people. As for how to break and why to break, few people know.
But soon, the world saw the true face of these three hundred people in another place.
Wu Jiuding was relocated to Xianyang.
King Qin stood in the palace and looked at the Jiuding for a whole day. Jiuding had been the king since ancient times. At this time, the king was already in his hands.
King Qin stretched out his hand, stroking the lines above Jiuding, just like touching the mountains and rivers of Daqin.
I will have another ten years and give the widow another ten years.
The afterglow of the setting sun illuminate half of the sky, and the golden red bright light illuminates the rubble and the road of the palace, sprinkled on the Qin Dynasty King and Jiuding.
The other half of the sky was at night.
King Qin's heart seemed to be talking to himself, and it was like saying something to that meditation.
He seemed to beg, begging.
He will be another ten years.
Jerkingly, his hand was shaking on Jiuding, shaking.
The moan coughed a few times, shaking his body weakly for a while, holding Jiuding, standing firmly.
He turned his head to look at the sunset, only the sky was red in his eyes.
Widow, Widow ...
Only one step ...
One step away!
Qin Wang opened his eyes in anger, but he was soft and fell to the ground. The guards on both sides rushed forward to support Qin Wang.
The old man's face was powerless to reveal the share of the world.
Fan Fan resigned from his position, but no one knew where he went afterwards.
Some say that he has returned, and some say that he is dead.
No one knows what happened to King Qin. People only know that this country of tigers and wolves, Qin Guo, is really like a hungry beast this time.

In the 53rd year of King Qin Zhaoxiang (254 BC), Qin attacked Wei.
Wu Gong and Sun Wu raised soldiers and took Wucheng straight.
Xi Wei had previously defeated Qi Han and had lost faith in the world.
Wei Guogong son 卯 led 50,000 troops stationed.
城 The city was originally built by Wei Qi, the famous general Wu Qi.
Sun Gong Sun Xuan used his old knowledge as a reason to seduce his son to go out of the city for a truce.
公子 卯 did not believe that Bianjia Sanqian came to see him.
Gongsun Sun brought only three hundred guards around for the success of the strategy. He thought that the strategy was lost and could not do anything about it.
Who knows that the three hundred guards will be killed with a white robe, breaking three thousand Weijia, and capturing the son of a son.
He seduced the city gate with his son, and the army entered the city with three hundred people and thousands of troops.
Wei Jun broke down and Wei surrendered to Qin State. In the same year, Han Wang met with Qin Hui.
Three hundred Qin army, said to be called the trap camp.
转 Since then, he fought in the Quartet, with thousands of people avoiding it.
I am also known as a troop.
The cover is because the general of the army is usually wearing a general robe.
Thirty-thousand people, all of them had bronze fangs covering their bodies. When they broke, they were bathed in blood, wounded without retreating, and dead without falling, like the evil spirit's charm.
The frame of the siege will also have an overwhelming presence. I do n’t know his face, I do n’t know the male and female, but only his surname Gu, he is said to be a descendant of Bai Qi.
Wei Ji's Wild History

The gates of Xianyang City opened, and the army slowly entered the city.
There was no cheering or singing on the road on either side, only silence.
Because they are soldiers and soldiers, not heroes.
The ordinary people looked at the blood-stained soldiers in their armors, but just wanted to avoid them quickly.
Hundreds of black armored troops walked ahead of the army.
不同 Unlike the other soldiers' tired and apathetic eyes, they only have dullness and perseverance in their eyes.
Each of the black armored soldiers walking in the arms of the first rows held a jar.
I have been fighting for years. In recent years, they have almost never stopped. It is because the world knows that they are trapped in the army. On top of the battle, a trap of arrogance can break the courage of many people.
They have made a name for themselves all over the world.
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They can't forget those guys who roared and died before death.
I can't forget the quiet people who fell in a pool of blood.
的 The guy who used to call himself a idiot in training was cut off his neck, and the blood couldn't stop flowing from his throat. What he wanted to say, but couldn't say anything.
There is also the guy who has always liked to look at the jade card. He counts arrows in his body, leans on the edge of the corpse, wipes his hands stained with blood, and then touches the brand. He died quite quietly, and died with a smile.
No one was crying, just to make that fire smoke his eyes.
Everyone understands that they are carrying a name, which is getting heavier as everyone dies. This is called the trap camp and bears the names of all the blood. The living will replace the dead, and let the name continue to majestic the world. Call everyone and forget them.
According to the general, they burned the dead to ashes, put them on their backs in jars, and took them home.
I haven't let down for two years, eating, sleeping, or fighting.
Gu Nan was sitting on the back of Heihe, with his whole body.
Wu Ge in the waistband did not know how many people had been killed, and a red thread was born in the blade.
The spear on his back has been broken several times and has been changed several times.
He looked at the bustling city of Xianyang, and looked at the people who looked at them with fear on both sides. His eyes were dark and drooping. Then he lifted up and looked up at the sky.
人 No one will treat them as heroes, even if they are doing what heroes do.
Because they are soldiers, they are born to fight, they are born to fight, they die to fight.
Xi was fifty-five years for King Zhao, Qin, for nearly half of the world.