The originally sunny day turned cloudy in an instant.

It seems that the heavenly dog ​​is eclipsing the sun, and the sky in Yongcheng is darkened in an instant.

An indescribable sense of oppression emerged in everyone's heart.

This is different from the time when Meng Ao led the troops to slaughter the Mohists a few days ago. At that time, they only had fear and no other feelings.

Now I haven't seen anyone here yet, and I've been forced to kneel on the ground, not daring to raise my head, not daring to get up, just kneeling like this, kneeling willingly, not daring to offend in the slightest.

It seems that there are dragons singing into the world, tigers following, unicorns accompanying, phoenixes circling, thousands of gods and beasts following, and tens of thousands of fierce beasts clearing the way.

Everything is to create momentum for the character in that carriage, and everything is to highlight his dignity.

When the Son of Heaven travels, the heaven and the earth manifest their holiness, all things bow their heads, all creatures sing praises, the sun and the moon follow, the stars hang on, and the mountains and rivers give way.

It was obviously tens of thousands of soldiers walking, but under this force, it developed into countless beasts roaring.

Obviously they were all soldiers under Bai Qi's command, and they all surrounded the entire Yong City as soon as they came, but this time their prestige was much higher than that of Meng Ao.

The sky was covered by dark clouds, as if the whole world was silent, no one spoke, and even the sound of breathing was suppressed and there was no sound.

The wind is no longer blowing, the grass and trees are no longer swaying, everything is silence, deathly silence.

I don't know which soldier stepped forward, but there was a heaven-shaking sound, shaking the whole city of Yong.

"Let the general come out and answer."

The plain voice slammed into Yongcheng along with the shaking of the earth. When the voice came out, it seemed that everything had returned to solitude.

Even if there was a shocking sound just now, it became quiet at this moment, except for the movement of the earth and mountains, there was no sound.

Meng Ao was already extremely fast in Yong City.

When the soldiers informed him that Yingzheng wanted to visit Yongcheng, he ran out of Yongcheng, but it was a pity that it was still a step.

He kowtowed under this majesty, swayed in the shaking of the earth, and finally stood up like an amnesty under this order, stepped slowly through the gate of Yongcheng, and bowed respectfully to the outside: "Ao pay homage to the Son of Heaven, Ten thousand years of the Son of Heaven."

A carriage stood alone in front of the city gate of Yongcheng. Tens of thousands of soldiers did not dare to go with them.

It was not Ying Zheng who was sitting in the carriage, but Bai Qi.

Bai Qi turned over and got off the frame, and stood beside the frame, not daring to accept Meng Ao's gift.

Meng Ao's gift is for Yingzheng and the emperor, not everyone can afford it.

The curtain on the frame has been hanging down, just like this gloomy sky, you can't see clearly or see through.

Silence, still endless silence.

All this silence ended when a white and tender hand stretched out.

It seemed that just after Xiaoyang came out, a beam of light shot down directly, shining brightly on the opened curtain.

That is a person who hides his face under a crown, that is an emperor, a son of heaven, the most extraordinary in this world.

The curtain is like a dark cloud, Yingzheng is like the dawn, and it is lifted like the dawn. At this moment, the sacredness and majesty are performed together on Yingzheng.

Everything around him regained its brilliance little by little, as if welcoming Ying Zheng's arrival.

"Get up now." Ying Zheng's voice was still flat, with no trace of sadness or joy, "I heard that the Wei River has turned into a river of blood?"

Meng Ao's back was instantly wet with cold sweat, this kind of thing even alarmed Xianyang, which proves that there are many places where blood and water are mixed, probably in Xianyang.

This time, the matter may not be so simple. The matter that can be solved by pleading guilty, this time, I am afraid that the dead person can really make amends.

"This matter is all due to the impermanence of the minister, and the inability to teach the child." Bitterness, full of bitterness, Meng Ao kowtowed to plead guilty, and now he can only abandon Meng Wu to preserve the entire Mohism.

"I ask the emperor to punish the crime of ministers, and punish Meng Wu for not obeying military orders."

The world is still unchanged, the mountains and rivers are still beautiful, and the sun is shining.

Ying Zheng's words were still plain as usual: "Why did I punish the two Aiqings? It's because Yongcheng's roots are rotten, and Aiqing can't hold the knife anymore. How can I blame it?"

Although Meng Ao didn't know what Ying Zheng had heard, and knew that it was most likely a set of rhetoric, he could only follow Ying Zheng's words at this time, otherwise the matter would be more serious.

"Don't talk, general, I have my own decision." Ying Zheng didn't let Meng Ao answer, and said on his own, "I thought this Yongcheng was my Daqin's Yongcheng, who would have thought , In just a few years, he even changed his surname!"

"boom--"

"Crack-"

There was a strong wind, lightning and thunder, and the sound was deafening, but it still did not cover Ying Zheng's words.

The whole city of Yong was trembling, as if a shadow had emerged, bowed its head in the air, and trembled in the air.

"I don't know what kind of benefits the Mo family promised this, but I know that half of the officials here are probably hacked. And kill them all, I will personally watch, if the killing is not clean, I will punish you!"

Meng Ao shuddered under the majesty of the heaven and earth, but he didn't lose his mind. Although he didn't know what Ying Zheng heard about, but judging from the situation, the Meng family was probably fine.

"The minister leads the decree." Meng Ao uttered words with difficulty under this power, slowly got up, and walked back to Yong City step by step.

The tens of thousands of soldiers in Yongcheng had already stood up, holding their spears tightly, waiting for Meng Ao's order.

"Pass down the general's order to kill all the officials in Yongcheng, no one will die, and the sword will not be sealed!"

One word at a time, just spit out slowly, like this group of soldiers approaching all the officials in the entire Yongcheng step by step.

The heads of Guizhou were all in the house, and the porcelain kneeling on the street did not dare to look up to see this feast of killing.

There were no screams, only blood flowed out, and the soldiers were like machines, doing repetitive movements-looking for officials, raising their knives, and beheading!

Ying Zheng sat down on the frame, and the dragon in front of him had already got down on his stomach, neither willing nor daring to block Ying Zheng's sight.

As a fourteen-year-old child, he watched the purgatory on earth emerge in front of his eyes.

Even if these things are not contained in the narrow gate of Yongcheng, it does not prevent Yingzheng from "seeing".

From the moment Yingzheng practiced, Yingzheng was a transcendent. Chen Xuan couldn't even compare to the top transcendent, and it was impossible to match him.

Everything about Chen Xuan was endowed by others, but Ying Zheng was not. Except for the exercises and aura, everything else was Ying Zheng's own.

This is qualitatively different from Chen Xuan.

Silence, silence.

No one uttered a sound, and time just passed by slowly, like blood oozing from Yongcheng.

Naturally, there are not so many officials in Yongcheng, but in the eyes of this group of soldiers, it seems that as long as there are family members who have served or retired in Yongcheng, they are all within this range.

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