Daqin: I, Mr. Rentu, suppress and kill Liuhe

Chapter 2

Inside the Qin King Palace, soon, all the civil and military officials left.

But Yingzheng was still standing there, and he didn't react for a long time.

Looking at the report in front of him, his heart pounded a breath of cold air.

His third son, Yingtu, surprised him too much today.

But what he did most was joy, but he was happy.

"Ah Fang, did you see that? Our son, really an extraordinary person! "

Ying Zheng muttered.

Not long after, a figure slowly appeared.

This person wears a long white robe and has a strong temperament.

He is the chief swordsmanship teacher, that is, the Ghost Valley descendant Gai Nie.

"Great King..." said Gai Nie softly.

"What do you think about this?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Third son, full of edge, Korea will be broken!"

Gai Nie thought for a moment and said slowly.

Ying Zheng also smiled slightly.

"The son of the widow, really did not disappoint the widow, if there is a son like this, what can the husband ask for?"

............

South Korea has become a sea of fire.

Countless cities have been breached.

Above a ruined city.

A teenager stood slowly.

The boy's face was expressionless, and his face was cold.

He is the third son of the Qin State, that is, Yingtu.

At the time of his appearance, several cities had already been destroyed in present-day Korea.

He wins the slaughter.

He is the third son of Ying Zheng, and over the years, he has been living in the Qin Palace in obscurity.

And he is also a traverser, but he has not waited for Goldfinger, so over the years, he has been hiding his edge, waiting for the opportunity for Goldfinger to open.

And this time, he turned on the golden finger and directly activated the human slaughter system.

Human slaughter system, adult slaughter!

As long as enough people are killed, then there will be more rewards!

And this time, he knew in advance that his father was going to attack Korea, so he led a thousand brocade guards and bombed it directly.

This thousand soldiers is actually the reward obtained by Yingtu, that is, Jin Yiwei.

A thousand brocade guards!

Get one, but the enemy is a hundred troops!

So this way to kill, Yingtu doesn't know how many cities were destroyed and how many people were killed.

And the reward he got was even more exciting!

He was too eager for rewards, so on the first day he came to Korea, he had already destroyed countless cities and slaughtered many people.

These people who slaughtered are all Korean people, all are Korean remnants!

This third prince is like killing crazy.

"Your Highness Gongzi, after destroying the two cities, we will arrive at the Korean royal palace, shall we set off now?"

A brocade guard came over and couldn't help asking.

Win Tu narrowed into a line.

"Kill!"

"One does not remain!"

Ying Tu said lightly.

"I'll obey!"

Those brocade guards all nodded!

"Kill the enemy with me!"

"Strong me Daqin!"

Yingtu said word by word.

A thousand brocade guards, followed by Yingtu, began to kill in a big way, straight to the Korean palace.

The entire South Korean city of Xinzhengcheng is already in chaos.

The blood is shining and terrifying!

............

Royal Palace of Korea.

Han Wang An was already panicked.

His face was a little pale, and the countless civil and military officials in front of him were trembling with fear.

"Great King, the big thing is not good, the third prince of the Qin Kingdom, he has already killed!"

"Report, that Yingtu has slaughtered countless of our cities, straight to the palace!"

One by one, the war reports came into Han Wangan's ears, making his whole brain buzz.

Those civil and military officials were a little frightened.

"I still hope that the king will move!"

"The king hurry up and run, if he doesn't run, he won't have a chance!"

Those civil and military officials hurriedly spoke.

Han Wang An was paralyzed and sat on the ground from the dragon chair.

Today's South Korea is getting weaker and weaker.

The great general of Korea, Ji Wuye, was killed by Wei Zhuang, a descendant of the Oniya Valley.

Therefore, he angered Han Wang An, and even sent everyone to lock Wei Zhuang to the heavenly prison.

There are no more generals available in South Korea.

South Korea has finally become a scattered sand.

Now even if this Win Tu can't make a move, and other iron horses come forward, then he will kill faster and kill more.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Han Wang An quickly screamed.

Because if you don't get it right, it's really finished.

Boom!

But at this time.

Outside the main hall of the palace, one corpse after another, rampaged, rushed into the palace.

Those were bloody corpses.

All of them saw countless Korean people die on the spot.

All the Korean officials saw with a trembling face, a young man dressed in white, and the snow stained his clothes red.

The teenager held a knife in his hand, an embroidered spring knife.

This boy is only a teenager.

When they saw him, all the hundred officials turned pale with fright.

And if they found it carefully, they would see that outside the palace, blood flowed like rivers, countless corpses fell to the ground, and there was no life!

And this person is Win Tu.

He almost killed all the way, and he simply killed the red eye.

"You, who the hell are you?!"

Han Wang An swallowed his foam and asked tremblingly.

"Win the slaughter."

Ying Tu said lightly.

Rumble!

Han Wang An's face turned pale with fright, and the whole person sat paralyzed on the ground.

Ying Tu looked at it expressionlessly, and he waved his hand abruptly.

Suddenly, countless brocade guards rushed directly in.

"I've seen the third prince!"

They knelt down on one knee and spoke in unison.