Saint Qin Batu

Chapter 167 Jing Difficulty (Part [-])

When Lu Buwei saw that Ying Zheng was so confident, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

However, since he has turned his back on him, there is no turning back.Only in this way may it be possible to completely attract Ying Zheng's attention and save the last bit of strength for the miscellaneous family.

"Then let me see what the king's Tianjin army is capable of!" Lu Buwei waved his hand.

Thousands of rebels in the distance immediately formed an offensive formation and approached the high platform with heavy steps.

"The army at the end of the sky!" Jun Jiuyou raised the blood-colored halberd, under the armor, the red eyes shone with brilliance.

"Array!"

"Wow!"

With uniform movements, the hundreds of soldiers of the Heaven's End Army made only one sound.

Jun Jiuyou and Song Fan looked at each other and nodded.

It has been several months, and since that battle, the Tianjin Army has not really fought a battle for several months.Now is the time to test the battle spirit of the Heavenly Army!

At the center of the Tianjin army, Jun Jiuyou and Song Fan each hold half of the Tianjin army.

Around the army at the end of the day, two strange beasts gradually emerged—Pixiū (píxiū) and Qiongqi.The two strange beasts, one gray and one red, echo each other, very dazzling.

"attack!"

"what!"

On the high platform, Lu Buwei, who had an insight into the overall situation, was taken aback.There are hundreds of people in the Tianjin military area, but they dare to bump into the army formation of thousands of people.

The gap between the two sides is nearly ten times, and it is very difficult to defend alone, so they dare to charge?

"Hmph!" The captain from a miscellaneous family snorted coldly.

To be able to have thousands of lieutenants, and even when he was watching the ceremony, his army could still get so close, he was naturally not an idler.

Although he was a little shocked by these two strange beasts, due to the huge disparity in troop strength, the captain obviously didn't pay attention to the hundreds of people in this area.

"The crossbowmen are ready!" Captain Zajia shouted coldly.

"General, suzerain and the others are still on the high platform!" A captain next to the school captain reminded.

"Hmph, do you think this little arrow can hurt the suzerain?"

"put!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

There was a sound of piercing through the air, and hundreds of arrows, like raindrops, shot towards the Tianjin army and a group of civil and military ministers.

"Help, help!" Many civil servants shouted immediately.

Many generals also habitually stretched their hands to their waists, but the empty belt reminded him that this was just the coronation ceremony of the new king, not a battlefield.

"Song Fan!" Jun Jiuyou roared.

"understood!"

Song Fan soared into the sky, his silver armor shining brightly under the sunlight.The Pixiu on the left of Tianjinjun, under his control, soars into the sky.

"Break it for me!"

Pixiu suddenly opened his mouth wide and swallowed hundreds of arrows in one gulp.

The originally sharp arrows seemed to fall into a quagmire, unable to move forward.Then they fell to the ground one after another, making a ding-ding-dong-dong sound, like a mocking sound.

"This, how is this possible!" Captain Zajia exclaimed.

How powerful the Qin Nu is, the world is all too familiar with it.In every battle, Qin Nu's lethality is enough to make any opponent terrified.

However, in front of hundreds of people in this area, there was not even a layer of spray, and it disappeared.Not to mention him, even many experienced generals have never experienced such a scene.

"attack!"

A roar suddenly exploded, quickly pulling the captain who was still shocked by the power of the silver wings back to reality.

"Then, what is that?" The captain widened his eyes, looking at the red Qiongqi.

In the blink of an eye, the Tianjin army led by Jun Jiuyou had already rushed to the front of the army formation of thousands of people.

Different from such auspicious beasts as Pixiu, Qiongqi was one of the famous four fierce beasts in ancient times.Now, Qiongqi, transformed by the Tianjin Army, actually portrayed such an expression vividly.

The army formation of thousands of people, under the gaze of Qiong Qi, looked more like a delicious meal.

"Roar!"

Qiongqi tore apart the iron barrel-like army formation with one bite, and the Tianjin army took the opportunity to rush into the formation.Killing all the way to the center of the formation, the army of thousands of people was disrupted in an instant.

"The king has a sharp spear!" Lu Buwei gritted his teeth and said, looking at the army formation that was turned upside down by the Tianjin army, his face sinking like water.

"However, does your majesty have a shield that is thick enough?" Lu Buwei stared fixedly at Ying Zheng again.Dozens of men in black appeared out of nowhere again.

"Master Xiangguo is really extremely cautious..." Ying Zheng also narrowed his eyes.

Today is just a new king's coronation ceremony, and Lu Buwei has ambushed so many guards beside him.It's really not to be underestimated!

"It depends on whether the two young men next to the king can become the elite disciples of my Zajia!"

"on!"

Following Lu Buwei's order, dozens of people rushed to kill Xiang Tiansu and Wuqing without any hesitation.Their purpose is very simple, it is to block Tian Su and Wu Qing, and to fight for Lu Buwei Teng.

"Whizzing!"

Like ghosts, nine men in black uniforms stood in front of Ying Zheng with swords in hand.In just a few breaths, more than a dozen elite disciples of miscellaneous families were beheaded.

"Black Ice Terrace!" Lu Buwei looked at the nine people in front of him in shock.

The bronze masks worn on the faces of the nine people revealed their identities—the Twelve Envoys of the Black Ice Platform!

"Unexpectedly, the king has gathered [-]% of the power of the Black Ice Platform!" Lu Buwei was really frightened by Ying Zheng's methods this time.

Ying Zichu died just a few days ago, how did he control the Black Ice Terrace, a huge sharp blade that could only be driven by the King of Qin?

"So, Xiangguo thinks, is the shield around the widow strong enough?" Ying Zheng asked calmly.

Lu Buwei looked at Ying Zheng and remained silent.He had to admit that when the black ice platform appeared, his last chance of winning disappeared.

"The last general Wang Jian, the escort is late!"

Outside the sacrificial field, tens of thousands of guards finally began to clear up the rebellion under the mobilization of Wang Jian.

Lu Buwei looked at the miscellaneous army formation that had been messed up by the Tianjin army, and he couldn't help feeling a little decadent in his heart.

"I hope he can lead the miscellaneous family to rise again..." The figure in Xianyang Palace gradually emerged in Lu Buwei's heart.

"Isn't Xiangguo still willing to be captured without a fight?" Ying Zheng asked teasingly.

"Your Majesty has conspired for a long time, so the subject is naturally invincible." Lu Buwei shook his head and said with a smile, "However, Your Majesty is a wise man. If you do this, you won't be afraid of me leaving behind? You have to get rid of the roots!"

"The widow naturally understands this truth..." Ying Zheng smiled unchanged, and said, "So, it is Wang Jian who pays the rebellion here, not Meng Ao, the commander of the 20 armed forces."

Lu Buwei pretended to be surprised, then lowered his head slightly, and said, "I don't know how the king will deal with the three thousand diners in my prime minister's mansion?"

"Three thousand diners?" Ying Zheng shook his head and replied, "Perhaps among the 3000 people, there are indeed many people from different families, but this is not a big head."

"Hey, did you still find out?" Lu Buwei's heart flashed a trace of sadness, and then a trace of ruthlessness flashed across: "Since you don't leave any way to survive, then don't blame me for dying!"

Ying Zheng ignored Lu Buwei, as if talking to himself, and continued: "Since Xiangguo can replace the guards in the palace, the black ice platform in the palace must have been controlled by Xiangguo long ago."

Lu Buwei remained silent, as a tacit consent.

"Xianyang Palace is the residence of the emperors of the Great Qin Dynasty. Naturally, I must treat it with caution..."

Lu Buwei suddenly raised his head and looked at Ying Zheng, a crazy idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

On the stage, Ying Zheng was still looking down at him, his black royal robe glistening under the sunlight.The strong killing spirit is looming.

PS: There will be two updates tomorrow, making up for New Year's Day
(End of this chapter)