Outside Xianyang City, a large and imposing army sped forward, heading straight for the city.

The one leading them was Lu Ming.

They fought their way through the checkpoints, killing all the guards along the way, and headed straight for the imperial city.

Countless guards followed them to the very end, blood gushing out wherever they went, and wails rising and falling, resembling a procession of evil spirits.

Beneath the imperial city, Lu Ming stood at the forefront, his gaze playfully fixed on the city walls. "Come out, Your Majesty, I know you are here."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure slowly emerged from the city walls; it was none other than Ying Zheng.

He lowered his head slightly, his gaze falling on Lu Ming. "Does Ye know you're here?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Ming sneered, "What? You're not hoping your son will come to rescue you, are you?"

Seeing Lu Ming's leisurely demeanor, Ying Zheng's eyes darkened slightly. "It seems you know, you know that's right."

Seeing a hint of desolation in Ying Zheng's eyes, Lu Ming's lips curled up. "What? Even someone as high and mighty as you can be affected by the departure of your family?"

Ying Zheng looked at him, "Did you instigate him, or did he do it on his own initiative?"

Lu Ming was quite taken aback. "It really is so. I always thought you were a heartless block of wood."

Ying Zheng roared, "Answer me! Was this rebellion his own doing, or were you the one who instigated it?!"

His eyes widened unusually, revealing his emotions without any attempt to hide them.

Lu Ming's expression turned cold, and his voice became icy as well, "You're wrong about that. At least you still have family, but my family was all killed by you!"

He roared, veins bulging on his forehead, his eyes glaring fiercely at Ying Zheng, as if he wanted to devour him alive.

Back then, his father, as a general, led the Wei Wu soldiers to fight against the Qin Dynasty, but the final result was a complete defeat. Under such circumstances, Ying Zheng did not choose to give up, but instead exterminated his entire family, almost completely destroying the huge clan.

Even he would have perished in that massacre if it weren't for General Wei's advance planning.

Ying Zheng sized him up. "So you really are a descendant of General Lu?"

He had already guessed Lu Ming's identity when the little guy told him about it.

Lu Ming stared at him. "So you still remember. This means you haven't forgotten your sins. So even if you die by my hand, you have no right to complain, right?"

Ying Zheng asked, "Do you consider this a sin?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Ming's face contorted with rage. "So many of my clansmen died at your hands, do you really think you can distance yourself from this?!"

In his view, Ying Zheng was undoubtedly a murderous maniac, so vicious that he wanted to exterminate his entire clan and had no intention of letting a single one go.

This enmity is irreconcilable, and he will remember it forever. Now, hearing Ying Zheng's words, he is naturally furious.

Ying Zheng looked at him and said, "Putting aside the good and the bad for now, do you know how many people have died at the hands of your clansmen?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Ming's expression stiffened slightly.

He was well aware of his family's ways; they were notorious for their arson, murder, robbery, and all sorts of evil deeds, relying on their powerful family connections.

After a moment of silence, Lu Ming roared, "Even if they are wicked and evil, you have no right to kill them. Your sins are unforgivable!"

Ying Zheng's eyes were indifferent. "War is only about strength and weakness, not right and wrong. When they decide to be my enemies, their fate is already sealed. If they think this is wrong, they should show their strength to change it, instead of spouting nonsense here."

Lu Ming's expression darkened. "Is it only about strength or weakness?"

He then slightly raised his head, his gaze icy as he looked at Ying Zheng on the city gate. "In that case, it would be absolutely right for me to kill you today, wouldn't it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his long sword, and the mighty army behind him was ready to charge.

Facing the mighty army that had completely surrounded the city, Ying Zheng's eyes darkened slightly. "Underestimating the Great Qin will have serious consequences."

After speaking, Lu Ming, who had just been so confident, changed his expression slightly.

Suddenly, countless black dots appeared in the sky, flying out from the imperial city and heading towards the direction of the mighty army.

As the black dot drew closer, Lu Ming realized that it was countless arrows hurtling towards him.

His expression tightened, and he quickly said, "Be careful! Defend!"

With a loud shout, he swung his longsword and cut the incoming arrow in two, thus avoiding being hit by it.

But the soldiers behind him were not so lucky. Some of them were slow to react and could only watch helplessly as the arrows fell. Before they could react, the arrows enlarged rapidly in their pupils and then pierced through their bodies.

Then came screams of agony. Countless soldiers, before they could even charge, were pierced by arrows and fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

Seeing this, the lieutenants beside him quickly brandished their longswords and stood in front of Lu Ming, cutting down the incoming arrows to ensure that Lu Ming would not be harmed in the slightest.

Lu Ming turned to look behind him and saw soldiers falling to the ground, shot by arrows. His brows furrowed deeply. "How could this be?"

He dared to attack because he received intelligence that the imperial city's military strength was currently weak and insufficient to withstand such a large number of troops, which is why he dared to launch a large-scale attack.

He never expected that so many arrows could be fired from inside the imperial city; it truly surprised him.

After a series of screams, the arrows were finally used up, and nearly half of the soldiers fell to the ground, the stench of blood filling the entire space.

Ying Zheng remained standing atop the city wall, his gaze sweeping calmly over the scene below.

Lu Ming frowned. "What tricks did you use?!"

Ying Zheng looked down at him, "Methods?"

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