Chapter 270: How? Still Too Merciful!

Humph, Little Thirteen, I am your uncle. Even if you dare to attack Fusu, your Snow Dragon Riders won’t dare to touch a hair on me, right?

Otherwise, I wouldn't mind letting him see the power of my Ying family's unique skills.

How can you say that my position as Qin Shi Huang's younger brother for so many years was just in name only?

As long as he dares to act rashly, let him personally experience the majesty of the Ying family's master!
At this moment, except for Ying Zitian, all the ministers on the field were crawling on the ground, unable to move.

The generals who were suppressed by Wang Jian, Wang Ben and Meng Tian were staring at the scene in front of them in amazement.

At first, they witnessed Fusu being assassinated, and as generals of the Qin Dynasty, they should have stood up to fight against the assassin.

However, these generals were unexpectedly knocked down by Wang Jian and his two men, which made them deeply confused.

With Fusu's life or death uncertain, why did the generals just sit there and watch the assassin go unpunished?

Now, they vaguely understood something.

It turned out that the generals were protecting them from dying in vain!

It turned out that they already knew that the Thirteenth Young Master had taken control of the guards of the Black Ice Platform.

If they had rushed forward like those civil officials, the outcome would probably have been even more tragic.

The generals looked at the bloodstains winding on the ground, feeling uneasy.

However, although his life was saved, where is justice?

Some generals couldn't help but have new questions.

Why did the three great generals Wang Jian, Wang Ben and Meng Tian choose to assist the Thirteenth Prince?

He was clearly purging dissidents in the court, especially targeting Prince Fusu. Does such an act of openly killing rivals for the throne really comply with the laws of our Great Qin?
Does it really conform to the wishes of our great Emperor Qin Shi Huang?

Wang Jian, Meng Tian, ​​you are the most loyal generals to His Majesty. How could you collude with the Thirteenth Prince and do such a thing? !

Looking at those civil officials who fell to the ground, the whole place was filled with grief.

The ministers who were far away from the throne of the First Emperor were relatively lucky. At most they were disarmed and knocked to the ground, with their skin torn.

And those ministers who were in the inner circle, just a few steps away from the First Emperor, fell to the ground without exception, bleeding profusely.

The guards of Black Ice Terrace are serious!

At this moment, the remaining ministers in the distance were all terrified, terrified, and shaking.

Except for a few people who firmly followed Ying Zitian, most of them took action because Fusu was assassinated.

At this moment, they were full of regret.

If he had known this would happen, he should have stopped when Wang Jian and others subdued the generals, or when Meng Yi, Feng Quji and others tried to stop them.

Now, they were facing the terrifying Black Ice Platform guards.

They knew the ending very well.

Because in history, the Black Ice Platform has always been the exclusive guard of His Majesty the First Emperor. Every time they appeared in the court, heads would fall to the ground and rivers of blood would flow.

At this time, the First Emperor also thought that the time had come and it was time to give an explanation to Xiao Shisan.

click -

He took a step towards Ying Zitian.

The hard steel armor hit the ground, making a cold sound.

This sound was like a devil coming to the world.

In an instant, the court hall, which had been filled with wailing, fell silent.

And Ying Zitian's expression also changed...

"what are you going to do?!"

"Xiao Shisan, I am your uncle!" "Order your men to stop immediately!"

"I am not Fusu, I have no intention of fighting for the throne!"

"And you!"

"Do you really dare to do this to me?"

"I'm warning you. His Majesty is still alive, and I'm his brother!"

"You are nothing but a dog of the Thirteenth Young Master. If you really attack me, you will be courting death."

Click, the First Emperor took another step forward, whoosh!
Ying Zitian drew the sword from his waist, pointed it at the First Emperor, and shouted: "You are seeking death!"

"I am..."

Clang! !

In an instant, swords clashed, and a figure shot out, accompanied by a deep voice: "Grandmaster..."

"Ah~!"

After a shrill scream, bang! ! ! !

Ying Zitian hit the pillar next to Fusu heavily, and then fell down heavily. The loud noise shook the hall, making the entire palace tremble!
This scene frightened everyone present!

How much power did this great Snow Dragon Rider exert?

Are you going to smash Ying Zitian into a pulp? !

Moreover, Ying Zitian's final blow, with the strength of a peak Grandmaster, was unable to withstand even a single blow from the Great Snow Dragon Rider and was knocked away? !
Just how powerful is this Great Snow Dragon Rider?
Grandmaster?
No, an ordinary grandmaster cannot do this. It must be the peak of the grandmaster!
Thinking of this, some ministers took a deep breath again. They were in real danger just now!

The Thirteenth Young Master actually has such a top-level Grandmaster-level Snow Dragon Cavalry under his command!
And the guards of the Black Ice Platform are all masters above the Grandmaster level. It seems that the Thirteenth Young Master has absolute control in the Xianyang Palace of the Qin Dynasty!
So, if that's the case, what about your majesty?
Your Majesty, have you really been plotted against by the Second Young Master Tian?!

It's not impossible!
Hu Hai, Fusu, Ying Zitian, Chunyu Yue, those who posed a threat to the rule of the Thirteen Princes, were beaten one after another and their lives were in danger.

And it happened in public, so blatantly.

Then, what's wrong with the Thirteenth Prince killing Your Majesty in secret?
Thinking of this possibility, some ministers looked at the Thirteenth Young Master on the stage, and their faces suddenly turned pale!
The change of dynasties and the elimination of dissidents have always been bloody!
At this moment, they looked at the Thirteenth Young Master on the stage with horror, anger, fear and dread!

They never thought that the Thirteenth Young Master, who always smiled and watched the situation, could be so cruel!
He dealt with all those who threatened his rule without making any noise!

Afterwards, will he take action against those ministers who opposed him today?
this moment!
They miss His Majesty the First Emperor so much!

At least when I followed Your Majesty to build the country, although his rule was harsh, he was clear about rewards and punishments and would never attack his subjects for no reason!
At this moment, the iron-blooded methods of the Black Ice Terrace guards shocked the entire audience. The ministers were pale and prostrated on the ground, angry but dared not express it.

The First Emperor was wearing silver armor and had no expression on his face, but just standing there made every minister present feel the biting chill!

This great snow dragon cavalryman is extremely powerful!

From kicking Hu Hai away, breaking Chunyu Yue's leg with a palm, to slapping Fusu unconscious, and finally knocking Ying Zitian away, his movements were as smooth as flowing clouds and water!

At this time, he stood quietly with his back to the ministers and facing the Thirteenth Young Master.

Somehow, the way he stood seemed to contain an invisible majesty.

Gradually, the atmosphere on the scene became solemn, and all eyes were focused on the Great Snow Dragon Rider, trying to guess his intentions.

Is he going to report the completion of the mission to the Thirteenth Young Master?

However, as everyone stared at his back with bated breath, the man stood quietly in the hall, staring at the Thirteenth Young Master on the stage, and asked in a low and vague voice:

"how…?"

Hearing this, everyone secretly thought that this person must be a general in the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, and was now seeking credit from the Thirteenth Young Master.

The Thirteenth Young Master sat lazily on the stage and shook his head gently:

"Too kind."

(End of this chapter)