Da Qin: I exposed myself as a time traveler, why are you Zhao Gao panicking?

Chapter 126: How can you, the civil servants, come to the rescue if you have no power to restrain a chicken?

Outside the palace, the sun shone on them, but it couldn't bring any warmth.

They felt bitingly cold, a chill rising from the bottom of their hearts that could not be dispelled!

They knew that what awaited them would be cold blades and endless darkness.

The cold light of the blade flashed in the sun, as if it could not wait to drink blood! !

The darkness was like a huge monster, opening its bloody mouth, waiting to swallow them up.

They cannot escape or resist, they can only wait silently for the judgment of fate.

The hearts of the officials were filled with fear and uneasiness.

When they looked at the clans that were about to be executed, they were shocked, frightened, and their faces turned pale with fear!

And outside the palace!

Fan Yanghou looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and tried to calm down the fear in his heart.

He looked around and saw those familiar faces!

They were once dignitaries of the Great Qin Empire, enjoying endless glory and wealth!

However, at this moment, they were as helpless and pitiful as lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Marquis Nanyang closed his eyes tightly, not daring to face the impending death.

His lips trembled, as if he was silently reciting something, perhaps a prayer or a confession.

But deep down in his heart he knew clearly that no matter what he did, he could no longer save his fate.

"Your Majesty, please spare my life!"

Suddenly, a shrill cry for mercy broke the silence of the execution ground.

Fan Yanghou suddenly fell to his knees and kowtowed in the direction of the First Emperor: "I know I was wrong! Please have mercy on me, Your Majesty!"

His voice was full of fear and begging, as if he was grasping the last straw!

As Marquis Fan Yang begged for mercy, other clans also followed suit!

They fell to their knees and begged for mercy!

Some of them cried bitterly, some were hoarse, and some even fainted...

But no matter how they begged and struggled, they could not change Zulong's decision.

Ying Zheng was sitting on the dragon platform, his face cold and majestic.

His gaze was like a sharp sword, penetrating the crowd and piercing the hearts of the clansmen on the execution ground!

He slowly raised his hand to signal the execution, his face was calm and his expression was indifferent.

After receiving the order, the warriors waved their butcher knives without hesitation!

A cold light flashed! Blood splatters!

Heads, rolling down!

Those once-prominent clans ended their sinful lives in despair and fear!

Their begging for mercy and screams intertwined to form a sad and tragic elegy, which echoed over the execution ground for a long time...

At this moment, the officials' respect for Ying Zheng reached its peak.

They all knelt on the ground and shouted "Your Majesty is wise!" and "Long live Your Majesty!"

Their voices echoed in the court hall, as if they wanted to vent their inner fears and uneasiness.

And Zulong is sitting on the dragon platform, his face is majestic but not angry or intimidating.

His eyes swept over the faces of the officials, as if he could see into everyone's heart.

Ying Zheng's eyes were as sharp as a hawk, scanning the hundreds of officials kneeling in the court hall.

Although his voice was not high-pitched, it conveyed an unquestionable domineering and majestic tone:

"There was a rebellion last night. Who else came to rescue us? Stand up!"

There was a dead silence in the court, and everyone was anxious and uneasy.

The atmosphere was extremely solemn.

The officials knelt on the ground, not even daring to breathe out. They could only hear the sound of their own heartbeats echoing in their ears. Their eyes were all focused on that small group of people, and their hearts were filled with uneasiness and curiosity.

Last night, some people did take advantage of the chaos to leave the mansion, and some even brought private soldiers from the mansion with them, saying they were coming to rescue him.

At this moment, the small group of clan members and courtiers began to move slowly in full view of everyone.

Their movements were extremely slow and stiff, as if every step required all their strength.

Their eyes were flickering and they did not dare to look at the First Emperor, let alone the other officials. They could only lower their heads and look at their toes.

Their hearts are filled with fear and uneasiness.

Under the gaze of everyone, the small group of clansmen and courtiers finally stood in the center of the court.

Their bodies were trembling slightly, as if they would collapse at any moment.

Their faces were as pale as paper, and their foreheads were covered with beads of sweat.

Their eyes were full of begging and pleading, as if they were begging Zulong for mercy.

However, Zulong did not give them any chance.

His eyes were cold and sharp, as if they could penetrate their hearts.

There was a mocking smile on his lips, as if he was laughing at their stupidity and overestimation.

"Take down all these people!"

Zu Long's voice suddenly sounded in the court, cold and decisive.

Every word he spoke seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of unquestionable majesty and murderous intent.

As this order was issued, the atmosphere in the court instantly dropped to freezing point.

The officials felt a chill rising from the soles of their feet and straight into their hearts!

They seemed to see a cold current spreading rapidly with Zulong as the center, shrouding the entire court in a blanket of ice!

The soldiers responded to the call, their movements were quick and agile, as if they were already prepared!

Like cheetahs, they pounced on the handful of clans and courtiers who stood up, pressing them tightly to the ground!

"What are you doing? We are here to rescue you!" One of the clan leaders shouted in horror, trying to break free from the samurai's control.

"Spare your life! Your Majesty, spare your life! We are really here to save you!" Another minister fell to his knees and begged for mercy with tears in his eyes!

His voice was full of fear and despair, as if he had a premonition of the fate he was about to face.

During the binding process, the small group of people kept struggling and crying, trying to break free from the shackles of the soldiers!

But their struggles and cries were in vain, because the soldiers' hands clamped down on them like iron pincers, preventing them from moving.

The soldiers' actions were rough and efficient, and they quickly tied up the small group of people.

Seeing these people being tied up, the officials in the court were talking a lot, and their hearts were filled with fear and uneasiness!

"Behead!"

Zu Long's voice sounded in the court again, this time even colder and more decisive, like an invisible sword, instantly piercing the silence in the court.

As this order was issued, a cry of exclamation suddenly sounded in the court!

The officials raised their heads in shock and looked at Zulong in disbelief!

Their eyes were full of confusion and confusion, and they didn't understand why His Majesty wanted to execute these clans and ministers who came to rescue them!

These bound clansmen and courtiers were even more frightened. They began to struggle and shout desperately, trying to attract Zulong's attention and sympathy!

However, there was no mercy in Zulong's eyes!

Zu Long glanced at everyone coldly, with a mocking smile on his lips:

"You civil servants, how can you save me if you don't have the strength to restrain a chicken? You came to the imperial palace to help the thieves kill me!"

(End of this chapter)