The lights in the Zhao Kingdom Palace were brightly lit. If it weren't for the bloodstains all over the ground outside, it would naturally look like a prosperous place.
Now the entire Handan is in the hands of King Zhao Daoxiang, and many Zhao cavalry archers have been sent to all directions, preparing to completely control the State of Zhao in his own hands.
In the brightly lit bedroom, King Zhao Daoxiang was the only living person, while the rest were the Zhao cavalry archers, whose bones were covered in dust.
In fact, it is a bit of an exaggeration to say that they are covered with white bones. If you look closely, you can see that some tendons, skin, and flesh have grown in the joints between the bones of these soldiers.
This is very different from during the day.
The Zhao cavalry archers during the day looked as if they had been eaten by wild dogs in the mountains. There were only bones left, and no tendons or flesh could be seen.
The Zhao cavalry archer was already extremely terrifying. After adding these bones and flesh, he not only did not become more attractive, but became even more terrifying.
After all, the bones are just bare bones. Although they are a bit scary at first glance, they are really irrelevant to the soldiers fighting in the army who look at them for a while.
But this kind with bones and flesh is different.
The appearance of the white bones is just scary, and the flesh and bones are not only scary and disgusting, but there is nothing else to it.
However, no matter how disgusting these Zhao cavalry archers were, King Zhao Daoxiang did not let them leave his side for even a single step during the entire day.
After all, in King Zhao Daoxiang's heart, only these bones, these things that crawled out of hell, are the most trustworthy.
Li Mu and Qu Zheng were outsiders after all, and it was impossible for them to be of the same mind as King Zhao Daoxiang.
Even if they all had Zhao in their hearts, so what? Since they couldn't choose King Zhao Daoxiang without hesitation between him and the State of Zhao, why did King Zhao Daoxiang still trust them?
After all, even if King Wuling of Zhao died miserably, he was still his ancestor, and there was no way he would let his descendants down.
This ancestral foundation, after all, was conquered by King Wuling of Zhao, and it is impossible for it to be lost.
At this time, King Zhao Daoxiang was immersed in his own world, and his already fair face became even paler.
This martial art was passed down by King Wuling of Zhao himself. The opening line, "His clothing, horse riding, and archery shook the northern border, and no one was more valiant than King Wuling," summoned this group of invincible Zhao horsemen and archers.
There are so many more below. If everyone can understand them all, I am afraid the whole world will submit to the State of Zhao and King Zhao Daoxiang.
But the problem now is that only the first sentence of this technique is missing. Apart from these things, the rest are covered by the gray mist.
It was unknown how long he "looked" in his mind before King Zhao Daoxiang slowly opened his eyes.
His pale face was full of weakness, and he looked like a sickly person, but no one dared to mock him.
In other words, there was no living person in the bedroom, and no one who could talk to King Zhao Daoxiang.
"King Wuling, please have mercy on your descendants!" King Zhao Daoxiang called out in a mournful voice, calling out to this soul wandering in Zhao State, "King Wuling, please have mercy on your legacy!"
No one answered him, not even a ghost. The Zhaoqi archer standing aside stared straight ahead without any emotion.
The only voice echoing throughout the entire bedroom was King Zhao Daoxiang's voice. This echo seemed to be a response, mocking King Zhao Daoxiang for overestimating his own abilities.
It was a gift from an unknown source, and who knows what the hidden intention behind it was. But at this time, King Zhao Daoxiang had to believe it whether he believed it or not.
He had to, and could only, believe that it was King Wuling of Zhao who appeared in spirit, bestowed upon him the art, taught him how to practice, and rewarded him with countless Zhao cavalry archers for his conquests.
This is enough, and it is the only thing King Zhao Daoxiang can ask for now.
He was originally a puppet, and now he has finally turned the tables and is in charge. Why would he think so much?
The candlelight was still burning, and the echo seemed to still be reverberating in the bedroom. The only change was that King Zhao Daoxiang fell asleep again.
This is a completely white space, with no sky or ground, just like a lake, with ripples everywhere.
King Zhao Daoxiang opened his eyes and looked at what was in front of him - it was a stone platform, a stone platform filled with blood.
A sentence was faintly engraved on it in Zhao characters: "Sacrifice."
Just two short sentences are easier to understand than any longer sentence.
The stone platform seemed to sense the arrival of King Zhao Daoxiang, and ripples appeared around it again, accompanied by a cloud of fog.
This fog is exactly the same as the fog about the martial arts in King Zhao Daoxiang's mind, and the opening sentence is on the foundation of the stone platform.
"His cavalry and archery in the Hu clothing shook the northern borders, and no one was more heroic than King Wu Ling!"
Although he had read it many times and even witnessed its power, King Zhao Daoxiang now just wanted to bow down in worship.
He knew that this was the manifestation of King Wuling of Zhao and the guidance from the ancestors.
King Zhao Daoxiang performed the ritual of three kowtows and nine bows alone in this unknown space.
This was a ritual that King Zhao Daoxiang would only perform when offering sacrifices to heaven and earth and worshiping ancestors.
He is the king of the entire Zhao State. Who can make him bend down, bow his head, and kowtow?
It was here, in this place unknown to anyone, that King Zhao Daoxiang could be so unbearable and so humble.
The original thought of just wanting to survive was gone and had completely disappeared from King Zhao Daoxiang's mind.
Now he, the current King Daoxiang of Zhao, has many things in his heart and mind besides conquering, taking revenge, and expanding territory.
All these things took shape in King Zhao Daoxiang's mind and took root in his brain.
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