I, Ying Zheng, Was Just About To Ascend The Throne, But I Was Broadcast Live By Sister Zhou

"Damn it, why is it only written in the history books that Ying Zheng was a tyrant? Who wrote it?!!! It's just misleading people, Zulong is unparalleled in force, okay?"

"Hahahaha, who said we don't talk about science? You laugh at us for not understanding science, and we laugh at you for not understanding Shi Huang!!!"

"Damn, it's so cool, thousands of miles away, killing people with one arrow."

"The group of people going to the funeral must be scared to death, hahahaha."

"I can imagine that someone will definitely pee in fright."

Outside the studio.

The historians were all dumbfounded.

No one dared to touch the tomb of the first emperor.

Almost all records about Shi Huang were unearthed from the Han Dynasty.

The historical records of the Han Dynasty are also biased against the records of the first emperor.

this……

have to change! ! !

Must be reworked!

The first emperor is probably stronger than the overlord!

Wen Tao and Wu Lue are so terrifying.

Buzz buzz! ! !

After the arrow is shot.

The pitch-black bowstring was still vibrating.

Until Ying Zheng put the bow back into the box.

"Trap those five hundred mourners, if anyone wants to escape, kill them on the spot!"

Not the slightest murderous intent.

It's as plain as saying, look at the group of ants under the tree.

"promise!!!"

The black ice table made a move.

It showed that those people really couldn't leave.

"Damn it, is this going to lock up this group of people until it snows?"

"If it really snows, even if they want to leave, they probably won't be able to."

"The transmission of information in ancient times was poor, and if people guard it, they really can't get any information out!"

"I'm not that interested in intrigue, I'd rather see that bow! It's so handsome."

"Sister Zhou, do you dare to go up and touch it?"

"As long as you are brave, you can take maternity leave every day!"

"Give it a go, a bicycle becomes a motorcycle, old woman, go up and do it! Touch the bow, look at the arrow!"

Sister Zhou looked at her nose, nose, and heart, and remained unmoved.

She figured it out.

These guys in the live broadcast room are here to harm her.

Easier said than done.

It's her who didn't get it right and died, okay?

The wooden box is not closed yet.

Under the candlelight, the pitch-black heavy bow glowed with dim light.

Ying Zheng is waiting.

Wait for the arrow he shot, come back.

Tread Tread! ! !

Wang Jian respectfully stepped forward.

Shocked.

What he held in his hand was the black arrow that Ying Zheng had shot!

"Has the king's strength improved a step further?"

Kilometers away, one arrow kills.

This is even more terrifying than the ten-year-old Yingzheng who was drenched in blood and fled back to Xianyang!

"It's just a small test."

Ying Zheng took the long arrow.

The arrow is pitch black, with some broken tissue on the tail.

Ying Zheng wiped it with silk.

his weapon.

Never allow others to use it.

Even if it is wiped, it has never been used by others.

"Damn it, it's a little yellow, is it brain pulp?"

"That is to say, headshot with one arrow?"

"I'm riding a horse and eating chicken, and I can't do accurate headshots in awm at a distance of 800 meters!"

There are different opinions in the live broadcast room.

at the same time.

Long Arrow has returned to the wooden box.

Black Ice Terrace locked the weapon back and brought it back.

Wang Jian's heart trembled as he looked at the soldiers of the Heibingtai who left.

"Your Majesty, you ordered the Black Ice Terrace to take care of the five hundred mourners, and not allow anyone to leave, let alone let anyone touch them."

"Is it too strict? Among the mourners, there are many nobles from the six countries. If they go back in the future, I'm afraid..."

"Gu, I never told them to go back." Ying Zheng threw the bloody silk out.

Light and fluttering silk, drifting away with the wind.

Ying Zheng stared straight at the dark night sky.

"Anyone who insults my Great Qin will die!"

"When the envoys of the State of Wei go on the road and bring Lu Buwei's body back to the guard, it will be the day when my great Qin cavalry will break through Puyang of the State of Wei."

"As for the other 500 people attending the funeral." Ying Zheng talked and laughed and determined the fate of these 500 people, "If you come here for the funeral, then you should drop by and be a sacrifice for the national funeral!"

"Zhanhou Zengyu, after ten days of heavy fog, there will be a blizzard!"

"This auspicious snow will cover everything for us!"

this moment.

Wang Jian was stunned.

There was no sound in the entire studio.

tyrant.

A true, ruthless and brutal tyrant.

at this point.

Lift the veil!

Sister Zhou turned pale.

Although she is not in the right mind.

But five hundred people.

All as sacrifices! ! !

Wang Jian stood still for a while.

Slowly he regained his sanity.

"Your Majesty, no!"

Wang Jian shouted, "Your Majesty, the new king ascends the throne, how can he kill him like this? Doing so may make the people feel alienated!"

“General.” Ying Zheng stood in the wind.

The white filial robe is billowing.

Like an eagle standing on a cliff.

The expression is cold and arrogant.

"Could it be, do you think that the envoys from the six countries will not shake the people's hearts if they are crushed on Gu's head and worship my sinful minister of the Great Qin Dynasty?"

"People!!!"

"What we want is a powerful country that can make them feel at ease!"

"What I want is an army that can protect our Great Qin!"

"What I want is a monarch who can protect the people!"

"If I give up one step, then the wolves of the Six Kingdoms will advance ten steps! At this time, they are soft-hearted, and when the Six Kingdoms come to kill my Daqin people in the future, will they be soft-hearted?"

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