The bright armor of King Han was placed quietly on the armor stand, and the bright red cloak fell to the ground.
Above it, Han Yu, dressed in royal robes, sat upright on the throne in the empty hall.
He had longed for the cold throne for a long time, and he did not hesitate to cooperate with the enemy, even his own father and close relatives, in exchange for it.
Now he can sit on the throne easily.
However, his hands were tightly grasping the gauntlets, with veins popping out and his eyes wide open.
From the time he obtained the throne of King of Han to the time he cleared out the entire opposing court, it only took a few months for him to actually sit on the throne.
It successively experienced the Yewang rebellion, Ji Wuye's death, and the Yuguan rebellion.
After finally quelling the rebellion within the country, the two Yue kingdoms in the east and west surrendered to Qin, causing South Korea to be outflanked.
Han Yu let out a cold snort.
Although our country, South Korea, is weak now, it does not mean that your Qin State can trample on our country's centuries-old dignity.
The ancestors of Jinghou are above, and the unfilial son Han Wangyu is now unable to maintain the honor of his ancestors and has no face to face all the ancestors.
"Someone is coming!"
"Where is Qiancheng!"
Squeak~
Light penetrated the dim hall.
A worn-out military uniform, with arrow marks, knife marks, and marks from various weapons all left traces on it.
Her long hair was barely tied up with only a band, and her originally handsome face was now full of fatigue, but she looked more determined.
Han Qiancheng strode into the main hall and walked to His Majesty to wait for Han Yu's order.
Han Yu stared at Han Qiancheng for a long time, and then said, "Wear armor for me!"
Han Qiancheng raised his head in slight shock, but when he saw his adoptive father's firm eyes, he nodded and walked to the armor stand nearby.
Han Qiancheng hadn't seen that armor for a long time. He vaguely remembered that the last time he saw it was when he went hunting more than ten years ago.
To be honest, judging from Han Qiancheng's eyes, that armor is actually not suitable for the battlefield, and is more suitable for viewing.
But now this eye-catching armor has to take to the battlefield.
That's right, after the East and West Vietnam surrendered to the Qin State, Ying Zheng did not even use any military strategists to obtain the easy-to-get spoils of Korea.
Moreover, Ying Zheng never formulated any strategies and tactics for South Korea in the beginning.
Ying Zheng: South Korea? Let’s talk about it then.
Today's attack on South Korea is just a casual matter, and Ying Zheng has already been asked for instructions.
Therefore, Han Yu locked himself in the palace and did not show up for almost half a month.
The people below did not know what the king meant, but out of patriotism and instinct for their position, they organized their men to fight to the death against Qin's offensive.
In fact, it is not quite a Qin offensive, because except for the commander, who was from Qin, the attacking troops were all former Korean troops brought along the way.
In the dim hall, two looming figures came to the door.
Squeak~
The light penetrated the hall again and rushed to the dark corners.
When the light fell on Han Yu's armor, the bursts of rays of light reflected made him feel like the protagonist of "The Right One."
But the reality is usually quite cruel.
Han Yu's hair was disheveled, his fair cheeks were stained with blood, and his right arm holding the long sword was trembling.
Looking at the Qin army slowly retreating, Han Yu was finally able to breathe out a breath.
The battlefield was indeed more cruel than imagined.
Even though he had been mentally prepared, the blood, broken bodies, and endless wailing sounds were still eating away at his psychological defense line bit by bit.
But fortunately, we finally retired.
Ah.
Han Yu sneered.
It turns out that the extremely cruel Qin army knew how to retreat and how to be afraid.
Han Qiancheng immediately supported his injured body and came to Han Yu's side. After carefully observing Han Yu's condition, he breathed a sigh of relief.
However, when he saw the piles of corpses of the Imperial Guards beside Han Yu, he couldn't help but feel scared.
The last Imperial Guards were all killed in battle!
He stumbled and tried to reach Han Yu, but with only two steps left, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell on top of the corpses of many of his comrades.
They were finally able to support their general for the last time.
"Thousands of times!"
After noticing Han Qiancheng's condition, Han Yu immediately wanted to go over and check the situation.
But as soon as he lifted his leg, he felt that his leg was so heavy that it twisted to the ground.
"Thousands of times?"
"Thousands of times!"
Han Yu crawled over and picked up Han Qiancheng, constantly calling for his adopted son who had been with him the longest and was also the most capable and loyal.
Han Qiancheng smiled.
This was the first time he saw his adoptive father so worried about him.
The adoptive father is indeed the same as before.
"Your Majesty, Qiancheng can't accompany you anymore. Cough." Han Qiancheng coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Han Yu felt that his hand seemed to be sticky. When he raised it, he found that his palm was stained with blood.
Han Yu's eyes immediately widened.
Han Qiancheng didn't pay much attention to his own situation. Rather than himself, he was more worried about Xinzheng, whose defense strength had been exhausted, and worried about his adoptive father.
"Your Majesty, I forgive Qian Cheng for his treason and immorality, but Xinzheng cannot hold on any longer. Surrender to Qin."
Before he could speak, Han Qiancheng's eyes had already lost color.
Han Yu did not respond too much to Han Qiancheng's words.
He took a deep breath, closed Han Qiancheng's eyes, and after adjusting his face, slowly put it down, took off his cloak, and covered him.
Standing up, Han Yu looked around.
All you can see is brokenness, death, and no hope.
"My dear warriors and loyal ministers, I feel ashamed of you and of Korea."
Picking up the sword, Han Yu slowly walked to the city wall.
Below, the general of the Qin army, Nei Shiteng, who was responsible for taking over the East and West Yue kingdoms, rode to the city gate and prepared to persuade the King of Han to surrender. The Qin army retreated because of this.
"The internal history of the Great Qin Dynasty, Teng, on the order of my king, came to persuade the king of Han to surrender."
Although his body was stained with blood, his armor was still more conspicuous.
Regarding Teng's persuasion to surrender, Han Yu just looked at him indifferently.
"We, Dahan, were ordered by Emperor Zhou, but in the end we died at the hands of a generation of slaves. How sad!"
"I hope that the demise of my country, Korea, can awaken the five eastern countries."
"Han Ziyu, I am ashamed of my ancestors!"
Nei Shiteng quietly watched Han Yu's final madness and watched him commit suicide in the city wall.
Neishiteng dismounted his horse, saluted the city, and then showed a fierce look in his eyes again.