Seeing that General Hu was exhausted, Lin Zhihuang stood there in silence for a moment, and then sighed softly.

Hua Ling had a look of dismay on her face: "My lord, do you want me to arrange for someone to bury this general alive?"

Lin Zhihuang took off the red cloak from his armor and covered General Hu's body: "Yes."

"No!" Hua Ling clasped her fists and accepted the order.

"Bring his sword to me." As Lin Zhihuang said this, he walked towards the encirclement ahead with a solemn expression and strode away.

When Lin Zhihuang walked into the encirclement, Xue Qing had already been captured, his hands were tied, and Jiang Yuehe forced him to kneel on the muddy ground with his knees.

Xue Qing's eyes were red, and he kept struggling and yelling: "Jiang Yuehe, you son of a bitch! How dare you be so rude to me!"

Jiang Yuehe said coldly: "King? Are you worthy of being called king?"

Xue Qing was furious and struggled even harder. More blood gushed out from several wounds on his body, but there was no pain at all on his face. There was only a dying madness: "Deserving? I don't need to be worthy! I am the king."

king!"

"I, Xue Qing, am the king! I should have been the king when I was born! I will be the king even after I die!"

Xue Qing raised his head and laughed arrogantly: "When I die now, I also die as a king! Hahahaha! I will leave a mark in the history of the world! Hahahaha!"

As soon as Xue Qing's laughter subsided, she saw Lin Zhihuang wearing silver armor and walking towards him with a cold face.

Xue Qing was stunned for a moment when he saw Lin Zhihuang's face clearly, his eyes widened with undisguised surprise: "Hey, you yellow-haired girl, I haven't seen you for several years, but you have grown like this?"

When Jiang Yuehe saw that Xue Qing dared to be disrespectful to Lin Zhihuang, without saying a word, he raised his hand and punched him hard in the face.

Xue Qing was caught off guard and was punched in the face. He grunted and his face was suddenly hit sideways, and then he spat out four or five teeth.

Not to mention after becoming the king, even before becoming the king, Xue Qing had never been slapped in the face like this. After a moment of confusion, he reacted, and a pair of tiger eyes, as if they could be addicted to people, shot towards Jiang Yuehe.

"How dare you hit me in the face? How dare you, a coward who has surrendered to a yellow-haired girl, dare to hit me in the face?" Xue Qing said these words with blood between her teeth.

Jiang Yuehe said: "This general is a coward. Who are you, the king who was kneeled on the ground and slapped in the face by a coward? A coward?"

Xue Qing was furious: "Jiang Xiaoren! If you have the ability, let me go and fight alone! What's the point of taking advantage of others' danger?"

Lin Zhihuang had already walked up to Xue Qing and stood in front of him. He looked down at Xue Qing, who was kneeling in front of him, and said in surprise: "Taking advantage of others' danger? Are you a human? My Lord is here.

I really haven’t seen it before.”

Xue Qing was aroused by Lin Zhihuang's condescending attitude and became even more furious: "Lin Zhihuan! Let me go! I still have 40,000 troops elsewhere! If you kill me..."

Before Xue Qing could finish his bluffing words, Lin Zhihuang interrupted him, curled his lips and said with a smile: "If you die, those soldiers will all belong to me."

"Ahhhhhh!" Xue Qing jerked forward, like a trapped beast that vowed to kill the enemy before dying.

Jiang Yuehe reacted quickly, and his men used all their strength to pull the man back, and then pushed him back to his knees again, using even more force.

The civil servants who were kneeling on the other side and bowing their heads in surrender all felt fear for Lin Zhihuang when they saw their old master like this.

"This king is going to kill you! Kill you!" Xue Qing shouted angrily.

Lin Zhihuang was too lazy to talk to the dead man anymore, so he turned around and saw Hua Ling striding over with General Hu's knife.

Hua Ling lowered her head and stood in front of Lin Zhihuang. She respectfully held the knife in both hands and presented it to Lin Zhihuang.

Lin Zhihuang stretched out his hand expressionlessly and held the handle of the knife with one hand. He found that the weight of the knife was quite heavy, so he held the knife with both hands instead and pressed the tip of the knife between Xue Qing's eyebrows.

Xue Qing immediately fell silent, stared at Lin Zhihuang fearlessly, and said with disdain and hatred: "You want to kill me yourself? It seems that you are also a noble girl from a noble family, so what if you have practiced martial arts? How dare you

Hahahaha! Do you want to scare me?"

"You want to see me show fear? You want me to beg you for mercy? With your little strength, can you chop off my head? You..."

Xue Qing's arrogant expression froze on her face.

The last scene Xue Qing saw before he died was Lin Zhihuang holding a knife in both hands, turning towards his neck without hesitation, and slashing at him with the knife.

Xue Qing's neck was cut off by Lin Zhihuang's sharp sword, and his body and head were immediately separated. From the broken neck where the head was missing, hot blood spurted out like a fountain.

The blood fell on the surface of Lin Zhihuang's silver armor, instantly forming blood lines and sliding down along the cold texture of the armor.

Because when Lin Zhihuang swung his sword, he didn't leave a trace of energy behind.

After Xue Qing's head was chopped off, it was thrown high into the air, rolled twice after landing, and landed right in front of the group of civil servants who were kneeling to accept surrender.

Xue Qing's face still had a look of astonishment, as if saying: How dare she? How dare she?

"Ahhhhh!"

"Ahhh! Your Majesty... no... Xue Qing is dead..."

"Ahhhhh!"

All the civil servants and counselors were so frightened that they screamed, trembled, some became incontinent, and some fainted from fright.

"Don't you dare to chop?" Lin Zhihuang sneered, his eyes were stern, and he calmly retracted the blade: "Without me, Lin Zhihuang, there is nothing I dare not do in this world!"

Ever since Lin Zhihuang had Wang Linyu's memory, he no longer simply regarded himself as Lin Zhihuan.

Affected by the memories of another world in my mind for more than thirty years, I am no longer the young girl who grew up with ambitions alone in the Lin Library.

I am me, and I am no longer me. I am the new Lin Zhihuang, who has the memory of two people...Lin Zhihuang.

I...don’t just become the king!

I want to be...emperor!

No one can stop me from becoming an emperor. Whoever stops me is my life and death enemy, and I swear to kill them!

This world! I will not leave it to anyone!

This world should belong to the people. I, Lin Zhihuang, want to be the lord of the people in the world!

When Lin Zhihuang uttered the name "Lin Zhihuang", the scene was so noisy that no one could hear the name clearly except Jiang Yuehe and Hualing, who were standing in front of her.

Jiang Yuehe and Hua Ling were shocked when they heard the name Lin Zhihuang announced. They looked at each other and saw extreme shock in each other's eyes.

Lin Zhi... Huang?

Emperor?

My lord, my lord, she actually changed her name to...Zhihuang!

Do you know...how to become...the emperor?

good!

What a name!

The ambition of the lord is really exciting and exciting!

What a blessing it is to have such a master!

Even if the master fails to succeed in the end, if you can follow the master on the road to becoming an emperor, your life will not be in vain!

The warm wind blows in the continuous mountain gorge, and the frightening smell of blood is carried by the warm wind into the green mountains. When it comes out again, it is cleansed of sin and full of life.
Chapter completed!