Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Yu rarely showed an expression other than plain.

"I hate this rebuilt city, and everything here. I don't want to know who will rule Yan and who will unify Kyushu. Who cares! I want to live, I want to live."

"We can survive."

"Anyone can do it. Maybe I, who was born as an assassin, really don't have a sense of strength."

Yan Ce lowered his head, while the blade in Yu's hand retreated slightly.

"King Qin promised that she would bear the karma of Kyushu, and she would cut off this chaotic era with her own hands. Create a prosperous age where the monarchs and ministers can laugh and childish faces are happy."

"She may not be a benevolent monarch in the eyes of the nobles, and maybe even the history cannot fully describe her merits and demerits without personal touch. But there is no problem, there will be an era when you will not be bullied by foreigners."

A soft voice reached the girl's ears.

"So, everyone's future can be expected, please be patient."

"Swear on my life, which is not worth much, how about it? It seems that it is not convincing, after all, I am just an ordinary person. The country, the world, such a statement is too false, and it is normal not to believe it."

The boy squatted down, opened the girl's fingers, and simply took out the gauze and wrapped it in two layers. He didn't prepare the wound medicine, so he could only deal with it like this.

He knew that there was an almost invincible army in this era, and the master who ruled this army was the most outstanding emperor in human history. Miracles can be found in this era.

Of course, some of the secrets are best kept rotted in the coffin, and cannot be revealed on the day Fusu dies.

……

Promise a world where everyone is happy.

Agreed with the progressively virtuous prince of Qin.

Promises to remove obstacles to the future.

……

"Whether it's for freedom, honor...what kind of mess, are you interested, follow me to revenge?"

The young man who stepped into the light as an assassin and set off the anti-flag walked to the main entrance outside the palace, showing a gentle smile.

"Rebel against the gods who gave us unsolvable answers..."

Yu stared blankly at Yan Ce and the "National Martyrs" behind him stepping into the royal court...

Chapter 140 Seven Hot Boy He's Back

"What are you waiting for, King Yan?"

The voice of the foreign man was full of impatience, and he straightened his upper body without politeness and looked down at the hall of King Yan Palace.

"Shanyu is not like you and other great kings of the Central Plains, who say that peace talks are peace talks, and there are no miscellaneous customs. If the King of Yan can negotiate peace talks, then he will talk about peace talks and sign a letter of credence. Get ready."

"Whether it's war or peace, please make a quick decision, King Yan. Three years ago, King Yan didn't know what to do, and ignored the sincerity of my Yue clan, so he almost destroyed the country."

"Three years later, why does King Yan still have doubts?"

"No hurry." The man on the throne replied.

Seeing Yan Xuan on the throne smiling calmly, the envoy became more anxious and snorted coldly: "Then please hurry up."

This king is as steady as an old dog.

When the soldiers approached the city, they were not in a hurry, no matter how coercive they were, he could pass them vaguely, even if he threatened to destroy the country, he didn't intend to bow to the Yuezhi tribe, and he didn't understand what King Yan was relying on.

But after all the grinding, peace talks are still necessary. Since the king of Yan wants to embrace the country in the wind, he must let the warriors who are prairie wolves bow their heads, otherwise it will not only be as simple as losing benefits, Doing all the power of the tribe may not be able to destroy the Yan State and occupy a corner of the Central Plains to rule.

"My lord, the Qin envoy has arrived outside the palace."

Yan Xuan cleared his voice, "Let him in. Also, double the number of soldiers guarding outside the hall, no, twice."

The foreign man looked around at the dozen or so generals with stern faces, and said with a sneer, "The king of Yan plans to ambush the envoys of the Qin State, so why should we transfer the sergeants? of bravery."

The middle-aged uncle on the throne held his forehead and couldn't help laughing out loud. There must be a limit to the arrogance of this group of barbarians. How far are Yan's generous and tragic dead soldiers being underestimated?

If I had known that Prince Dan would return the control of "National Martyr" in advance and then deal with it, the result is that a group of assassin organizations loyal to the country do not recognize the new king at all.

If you have to follow the principle of the order of power and let Shaoyun command the "National Martyr", that child is really popular with girls.

Are children easy to arouse the sympathy of the Assassins?Three years ago, as Uncle Wang, Yan Xuan vaguely sensed that the feelings of the female assassins who had just joined the training were not quite right for that puppet.

The young assassins have matured, inherited the title of "National Martyr", stepped on the top of the Assassins stepping on their bones, and became a mature assassin girl.

In three years, the first generation of "National Martyr" survived to death. The previous generations of assassin commanders inherited the name of Shaoyun Ling and became a deadly dagger that must win against the enemy.

Yan Xuan is proud that the "National Martyr" he established can produce such an excellent and useful tool without thinking.

But, can anyone tell him why?

Why did the puppet rebel, why did the youthful and hazy feelings of the second and even third generation "National Martyrs" ferment in the middle of three years without seeing Shaoyunling...

Yan Xuan signaled the angry generals to remain calm, and said in a warm voice to the foreign envoys: "The envoys don't get me wrong, the additional soldiers are only for my safety."

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King Yan's court, outside the palace.

"You are the first national martyr. It should be said that you are the last remaining one of the first national martyrs."

Ji, the great assassin who is resident in the Kingdom of Yan, said with a trembling voice, "You are the last and the youngest child who was selected as the first generation of national martyrs, and those who were at the same time as Shaoyun Ling were the second generation of national martyrs. There are only a few second-generation national martyrs left."