Great Qin Tyrant: Summon the Second General Hum Ha at the beginning

The corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a sarcastic smile.

"The entire Hanchuan can be captured in just two days. Those people have contributed a lot, right?"

The prime minister's expression changed slightly, and he silently lowered his head.

Yan Hao is right.

When the Qin army attacked the city and pulled out the stronghold, many cities fell in anticipation.

Among them, the people who contribute are undoubtedly the wealthy families of the major aristocratic families, and even the sect forces.

This is also why the Qin army was able to take down the entire Hanchuan Mansion in just two days, and the army was approaching the imperial capital of the Yan Kingdom.

"That's good, at least the common people will die less!"

Yan Hao's eyes were full of helplessness, and he could only sigh softly.

This situation has long been expected by him, but he has no way to change it.

When things come to an end, what can I do other than comfort myself like this?

Yan Hao inspected the hall with eyes, and laughed at himself.

Just like this Zijin Palace, all the princes of the previous dynasty gathered together.

Now, only he and the prime minister are left.

Just when the two were looking at each other speechlessly, a footstep rushed into the hall in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, it's not good, the Qin army is besieging the city..."

But he didn't want to say that before he finished speaking, another imperial guard scrambled and rushed into the hall.

"Your Majesty, the Sun family, the Qian family, and the Zhao family have jointly opened the city gate, and now the Qin army has entered the city!"

There was a cry in his voice, and his eyes were filled with fear and despair.

"I know, you guys go down!"

Yan Hao's expression didn't change at all, he just waved his hand lightly and said.

Then he stood up and picked up the long sword on the table.

With a "clang clang" it was pulled out.

The prime minister's pupils shrank slightly, his lips squirmed, but he didn't utter a word.

"I am the emperor, and my heirs in the harem must not become prisoners."

Yan Hao looked at the sharp sword in his hand and said calmly.

"Today, I'm sorry for you."

"If there is an afterlife, it will definitely compensate you."

After finishing speaking, he didn't look at the prime minister, twisted the sword in his hand, turned around and left.

Only the prime minister was left standing there with a pale face.

He was originally a commoner, but it was Yan Hao's insightful eyes who discovered him and promoted him to the position of prime minister step by step.

In order to repay the kindness of knowledge and encounter, and for the persistence in his heart, he is not afraid of death.

Otherwise, he would not be the only one insisting on standing beside Yan Hao in the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty.

But his daughter is one of the concubines in Yan Hao's harem, and she gave birth to a prince and a princess for him.

Yan Hao's purpose of going here is obvious, that is to kill the harem concubines and his children.

Which of course also includes his daughter and grandson.

But okay.

Among the princes and princesses sent out by Yan Hao before was his granddaughter.

It is also a blessing in misfortune.

The prime minister raised his head and looked in the direction of the inner palace, with a trace of bitterness on his face.

As time passed, there were bursts of shouts and killings outside the palace, and a fire gradually ignited in the palace.

The Prime Minister just stood quietly in the Zijin Palace, closed his eyes in despair, and hot tears fell down his cheeks on the ground.

Not long after, the shouts of killing became closer and closer.

Until a group of Qin troops in black armor broke through the door and poured into the hall.

They looked at Prime Minister Yan Guo standing in the center of the hall, and couldn't help but look at each other.

Along the way, the Yan people they encountered were either shouting, beating and killing, or kneeling and surrendering.

But it was the first time they had seen someone like Prime Minister Yan.

A captain of the Qin Army separated the crowd and asked in a concentrated voice.

"Who are you and why are you standing here?"

"I am the Prime Minister of Yan State, Zhao Huairen!"

Zhao Huairen slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of pupils neither sad nor happy.

"As for why I'm here..." There was a hint of sarcasm on his face: "Of course it's to kill you and other thieves!"

The voice just fell.

"clang clang"

Zhao Huairen suddenly drew his sword and violently charged, and the fierce sword light swept out.

"Ah!~"

"Ah!~"

Caught off guard, a group of soldiers of the Qin army who surrounded them suffered heavy casualties, and a dozen of them were swept away by the sword light.

Captain Qin Jun swung his gun to block the sword light, with a trace of anger on his face.

"A mere supernatural power, but also dare to speak bravely!"

He roared angrily, and with a slight shake of the spear in his hand, he killed him.

How can Zhao Huairen, who is also in the realm of supernatural powers and physically and mentally exhausted, be the opponent of the experienced captain of the Qin Army?

But in just five strokes, he was stabbed in the chest with one shot.

He looked up at the grinning Colonel Qin, his breath suddenly became violent.

"not good!"

Captain Qin's face changed, and he wanted to draw out his spear and retreat.

But he didn't want to hold the spear that stabbed into Zhao Huairen's body firmly in his hand.

"Let's die together!"

Chapter 125

"Boom!~"

An earth-shattering explosion accompanied by blood mist filled the air.

The originally sacred and majestic Purple Gold Hall shook slightly, then slowly collapsed, burying all the flesh and blood in the hall.

Zhao Huairen was not the only one in the imperial capital who had the courage to die with the enemy.

"kill!"

There was a roaring sound all over the sky.

A group of imperial guards in the palace fought with the soldiers of Qin with red eyes and ferocious faces.

Blood was sprayed, stumps were scattered, and extremely tragic iron and blood appeared on the battlefield.

Boom, boom, boom! ~

The earth-shattering sound of war drums sounded.

Troops in blue battle armor came from all directions, and killed the swarming Qin army.

Fighting continued in the huge imperial capital, and the loud shouts of killing seemed to overthrow the entire city.

The soldiers of the two countries fought and fought frantically on the land, starting the most tragic war.

Facing the soldiers of Yan State who regarded death as home, Qin Jun did not lose the wind in the slightest, and rose up to fight with them.

In a short time, the entire battlefield of the imperial capital was filled with blood, like a cold hell, bloody and terrifying.

Many strong men and civilians with a will to die in their hearts also joined the battlefield, and they rushed to the forefront.

Even if he was covered in scars, as long as he had a breath, he would bite off Qin Jun's flesh with all his might.

Miserable, tragic, fearless...

No words can describe the battlefield at this time.

Life seems to have become the cheapest thing, and death is the best belonging.

In fact, everyone knew that Yan Kingdom was doomed to perish from the moment the city gate was opened.

The country is dead...

Unspeakable sorrow and pain lingered in their hearts.

They made up their minds to live and die with Dayan.

There is no retreat!

A man with supernatural powers and even a man with a strong soul stepped forward bravely.

someone roared hysterically

"The country is dead, and the family is gone. I will be one step ahead!"

He rushed to the Qin army's position and blew himself up suddenly.

"Boom!~"

The roar was still echoing on the battlefield, but his whole body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, taking away more enemies.

The sound of continuous explosions resounded throughout the entire imperial capital, like gorgeous fireworks blooming brightly on this battlefield full of iron and blood.

A strong man resolutely chose to burn everything and perish with the Qin army in the form of extinction.

"My lord!~"

"General!"

The miserable howls resounded across the battlefield, and countless people were shocked by this tragic scene, and their hearts could not be calm for a long time.

It is precisely because of this that the determination of the Yan people to survive and die with the country is ignited.

"Yan Kingdom will last forever, kill!"

"Long live the Yan Kingdom, the people of Yan will not retreat to the death, kill!"

The sound of hysterical roar spread throughout the battlefield, and countless Yan soldiers and civilians charged forward fearlessly.

Even if his body was pierced by a sharp blade, even if his eyes were blurred by the hot blood splashed, he did not stop charging.

The Qin army entered the city with only a million soldiers, and for a while, these people forcibly dragged the front line, unable to advance at all.

The entire imperial capital was in chaos. The soldiers and civilians of Yan State fought against the Qin army, fearless of death.

However, after the brilliance, the curtain came to an end.

Yan State invested too many troops and strong men on the previous battlefield, resulting in only a few hundred thousand soldiers in the capital.

Even if the civilians and strong men who participated in the war are added, the number is only about a million, which is far behind the millions of Qin troops who poured into the city.

Furthermore, the strength of the soldiers of the Qin army is much higher than that of the Yan State, so this bloody and brilliant war has ended shortly after it started.

The soldiers of the Yan people who dared to fight were all killed and injured, leaving empty corpses all over the battlefield, and blood was scattered all over the earth.

Zheng Lun stepped into the palace with corpses and blood all over the ground, and walked into a hall under the awe-inspiring eyes of a famous Qin soldier.

In the main hall, Yan Hao sat on the ground slumped on the ground twisting a blood-stained sword, when he heard the movement from outside the door.