Chen Xuan woke up one day to suddenly find himself transformed into a black dragon, a black dragon coiled above a certain child's head...
Meng Wu bowed and went down to instruct the soldiers to prepare for battle.
Wang Jian was still looking at the military order, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he looked at the feng shui map of the border and thought about his next move.
The Han capital Xinzheng was also startled.
Chenggao had already sought help from outside, and according to the date, it was time for them to reach the capital of Han.
The palace was still bustling even when the sun was about to set. King Huanhui of Han was pale, and he looked even more haggard as he was already old.
"Didn't they say they were going to attack Zhao? Why are they attacking Han?! I heard the Eastern Zhou Dynasty is gone? The emperor was taken abducted to Xianyang. Is that true?"
King Huanhui of Han asked incoherently.
He had lived through the reign of King Zhaoxiang of Qin and had been frightened by the beatings he had received.
Even though Qin had three kings within two years, he still didn't dare to be too arrogant. After Zhao State finished its test, he always acted with his head down.
During the reign of King Zhaoxiang of Qin, he sent Zheng State to help Qin build water conservancy projects. Even though they did such a humble job, they were still defeated by the Qin general Bai Qi.
Now that Han's elite troops are gone, Qin's military is still sharp, and Han has also offended Qin. How can he not be afraid?
All the ministers below were silent. Since Shen Buhai's death, it seemed that the entire court of South Korea had become much quieter.
"Heaven has taken away my soul, Heaven has taken away my soul!"
The hall was still silent, and no one paid any attention to these nearly desperate princes. Perhaps many of them had already considered surrendering to Qin.
Xianyang was already on alert, with guards and soldiers constantly being mobilized. Countless people were ordered to stay in the city. The entire Xianyang had been sealed off since Bie Gong left.
Chen Xuan’s room was no longer big enough to accommodate him, so he could only float above the palace and look at Ying Zheng, as well as the entire Xianyang.
At this moment, he seemed to remember another skill of his: domain.
He couldn't guarantee anything else, and his formation skills were also on cooldown. But even if the six nations joined forces and invaded Xianyang, he could still prevent them from returning.
After all, this is under the rules of the historical order that Beast Armor is supposed to maintain.
So, go ahead, go ahead. I am responsible for everything!