The prison was filled with a pungent, putrid stench.

Meng Tian lay on the ground covered in blood, his forehead pressed against the cold stone slab, his body trembling slightly, and his eyelids heavy.

"Cough cough cough..."

He coughed violently, spitting out a lot of blood, and his face became even paler, but his eyes remained open, staring intently ahead, and he murmured, "I...have not colluded with the enemy or committed treason."

But none of that matters anymore. Fusu has already ordered Meng Tian's execution and the extermination of his entire clan!

Shusun Tong returned to the prison and, seeing Meng Tian barely clinging to life, felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

"Meng Tian, ​​His Majesty has issued an edict to have you torn apart by five horses and your entire family wiped out!"

"Your Meng clan will be forever branded as traitors and collaborators!"

As soon as Shusun Tong finished speaking, Meng Tian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and roared hoarsely, "Shusun Tong!"

Meng Tian's eyes were tightly closed, and his lips were trembling, as if he had used up his last bit of strength to shout out those words.

Upon hearing this, Shusun Tong's lips curled into a sinister smile.

"Meng Tian, ​​your death is near!"

After Shusun Tong finished speaking, he waved his hand, and two imperial guards stepped forward, grabbed Meng Tian's arm, and dragged him outside.

Meng Tian was dragged to the entrance of the prison. He looked outside, a hint of despair flashing in his eyes.

On the execution ground, Meng Tian was already bound with ropes, with five horses attached to the other end.

Meng Tian was completely exhausted and stared blankly at the sky.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty! This humble general...has failed to keep your promise!"

His entire life flashed through his mind; he had been by Ying Zheng's side since he was a teenager.

The Meng clan was loyal to the emperor and loved their country. Meng Tian had been devoted to Ying Zheng since childhood, and he would do almost anything Ying Zheng said without the slightest hesitation.

After unifying the six kingdoms, Ying Zheng sent him to guard the Great Wall. Even though the border was bitterly cold, he did not complain at all.

Because he knew that Ying Zheng trusted him!

But now, he has failed to defend the Hetao region, and he is unwilling to accept it!

"Boom!"

A thunderous sound suddenly boomed in the sky, followed by a torrential downpour.

Meng Tian looked up and saw torrential rain falling to the ground, splashing up layers of water droplets that landed on him, causing him an indescribable pain and humiliation.

The thunderclaps grew more frequent, and lightning ripped through the dark night sky, illuminating the entire earth and everyone's eyes.

Meng Tian's body trembled violently, his face was covered with tears, and his eyes were fixed on the sky.

"Execute!" At Shusun Tong's command, five horses were instantly whipped and galloped off in five different directions. The next moment, Meng Tian's body was torn to pieces, and blood and flesh were scattered all over the ground.

"Bang!"

A head rolled to Shusun Tong's feet, its eyes still glaring, as if filled with resentment and anger.

Shusun Tong bent down, picked up the head, looked at the age on it, and burst into laughter.

"Meng Tian, ​​this is your fate!!!"

As Shusun Tong spoke, he looked up at the sky with a crazed expression on his face.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

After saying this, Shusun Tong threw his head back and laughed loudly, as if he had gone mad.

.................

A renowned general, he ultimately died at the hands of Fusu and Shusun Tong.

News of Meng Tian's death spread throughout the land. No one expected that he would be executed for treason, and the reputation of the Meng clan was also completely ruined.

The army was in turmoil, but Meng Tian's guilt had already been established, and no one could say anything.

Upon learning of Meng Tian's death, Zhao Gao immediately felt a tightness in his chest.

Such a loyal and capable minister was killed by a fabricated charge!

"Sir...the late Emperor! What should I do? What should I do?"

Zhao Gao looked up at the sky, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness and even despair.

"Thump!"

He knelt on the ground, tears streaming from his eyes.

Just when Zhao Gao was in despair, he suddenly heard footsteps approaching.

Zhao Gao wiped away his tears, looked up in the direction the voice came from, and saw that Chu Liu had returned.

"The Xiongnu have launched a major offensive against the southern part of the Ordos region, and the soldiers at the front are almost unable to hold them off!"

Chu Liu said hurriedly.

Upon hearing this news, Zhao Gao's pupils contracted sharply, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

Zhao Gao took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with a complex light.

"What should we do now?" Chu Liu asked again.

Zhao Gao had no talent for commanding troops at all, and some military strategies that Lu Li had taught them flashed through his mind.

"Instead of holding out, we should take the initiative!"

"On the sixth day, go back to Guigu and tell Cangwu to come quickly. After that, go to Xianyang to fetch reinforcements and ask His Majesty to send another general as soon as possible!"

He really didn't know how to mobilize the army or how to deploy troops.

Upon hearing this on the sixth day, he nodded, indicating that this was the only way.

Having said that, on the sixth day of the lunar new year, he left the Great Wall border without stopping.

After returning to Guigu, she told Lu Fusheng about Zhao Gao's predicament. Lu Fusheng sighed and then took Chu Yi and the others to the Great Wall with Cangwu.

On the sixth day, he rushed to Xianyang to seek reinforcements.

"Boom!"

Another clap of thunder sounded, and cold sweat broke out on Chu Liu's forehead. For some reason, she had a bad feeling.

When she arrived in Yongcheng, she found the city gates tightly closed.

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