At this moment, a guard suddenly pointed down the mountain and shouted, "Your Majesty, look!"

Ying Yuan and Ying Zheng looked in the direction the guard pointed, and saw an army suddenly appear at the foot of the mountain. They were wearing black armor and holding long spears. They swept towards Zhao Cheng's army like a black tide.

"This is..." Ying Yuan and Ying Zheng were both stunned.

"It's General Meng Tian's army!" a guard shouted in surprise.

"Meng Tian?" Ying Yuan and Ying Zheng looked at each other with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Meng Tian was a famous general of the Qin Dynasty. The army he led was
One of the most elite troops of the Qin Dynasty and also Ying Yuan's most loyal subordinate.

But shouldn’t Meng Tian be guarding the border?
How come he is here?

Is it...

Just when Ying Yuan and Ying Zheng were puzzled, a general in black armor riding a war horse came galloping from the foot of the mountain.

"Your Majesty, I, Meng Tian, ​​am late. Please forgive me!"

"General Meng Tian!" Ying Yuan shouted in surprise.

"General Meng Tian, ​​you've come at the right time! Hurry, kill the traitor Zhao Cheng!" Ying Zheng also shouted excitedly.

"I obey your order!" Meng Tian drew the sword from his waist, pointed at Zhao Cheng and shouted, "Zhao Cheng, you are plotting to usurp the throne, your crime is unforgivable! Today, I will enforce justice on behalf of heaven and kill you, this traitor!"

Zhao Cheng's face changed drastically when he saw Meng Tian's army suddenly appearing.

He never expected that Meng Tian would appear at this time!
"Meng Tian, ​​you...you actually dared to betray me!" Zhao Cheng pointed at Meng Tian and shouted angrily.

"Betrayal?" Meng Tian sneered, "I am loyal to the Qin Dynasty and to His Majesty! And you are the real traitor!"

After saying this, Meng Tian waved the sword in his hand and shouted, "Soldiers, follow me and kill! Kill Zhao Cheng and clear the court!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Meng Tian's army launched a fierce attack on Zhao Cheng's army like a tiger descending from the mountain...

The torrent of black armor instantly engulfed the army brought by Zhao Cheng. The shouts and sounds of weapons clashing were deafening, and the small hillside seemed to have turned into a Shura field.

Ying Yuan looked at the sudden change in front of him with mixed feelings. Meng Tian's appearance undoubtedly saved his life, but he couldn't be happy.

"Brother Emperor, we won! We won!" Ying Zheng excitedly grabbed Ying Yuan's arm, as excited as a child.

Ying Yuan forced a smile and patted the back of Ying Zheng's hand: "Yes, we won."

"But..." The smile on Ying Zheng's face gradually disappeared. "Why did General Meng Tian suddenly appear? Shouldn't he be at the border?"

Ying Yuan was silent. He also wanted to know the answer to this question. Meng Tian was one of his most trusted generals. He had been guarding the border for many years and would never leave his post without his order.

"Could it be..." Ying Zheng seemed to have thought of something, his face suddenly turned pale, "Could it be my father..."

Ying Yuan took a deep breath and lowered his voice and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Ying Zheng bit his lip and said nothing more, but his eyes were full of worry and fear.

At this moment, Meng Tian had led his soldiers to the front. He dismounted, knelt on one knee, saluted to Ying Yuan and said, "I am late in coming to your rescue, please forgive me, Your Majesty!" "General Meng Tian, ​​please stand up quickly!" Ying Yuan hurriedly stepped forward to help Meng Tian up, "You came at the right time. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would..."

At this point, Ying Yuan suddenly paused. He realized that he had let something slip, and quickly changed the subject: "General Meng Tian, ​​why are you here suddenly? How is the war going at the border?"

A complicated look flashed across Meng Tian's eyes. He bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, everything is stable at the border. I will obey your orders..."

"Whose orders did you follow?" Ying Yuan asked.

Meng Tian hesitated for a moment, but in the end he did not say anything. He just lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, this is a long story. I will report to you after I solve the current trouble."

Ying Yuan frowned. He knew that Meng Tian was hiding something, but now was obviously not the time to pursue the matter.

"Okay, then I'll do as you say." Ying Yuan nodded and turned his gaze to the battlefield not far away, "Where is the traitor Zhao Cheng?"

"Your Majesty, Zhao Cheng has been captured alive by me and is now at the foot of the mountain, awaiting your Majesty's decision!" Meng Tian bowed.

"Okay!" A cold light flashed in Ying Yuan's eyes, "Come on, follow me to meet this traitor!"

……

Zhao Cheng was tied up and brought before Ying Yuan. His luxurious official uniform was already tattered and his face was covered in blood, but his eyes still flashed with resentment.

"Ying Yuan, you didn't expect that you would end up like this!" Zhao Cheng looked at Ying Yuan and said with gritted teeth, "Do you think you won? I tell you, forget it! As long as I'm alive, you can't sit in that position safely!"

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. What else do you have to say?" Ying Yuan looked down at Zhao Cheng without a trace of pity in his eyes.

“Hahahahahaha…” Zhao Cheng suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter filled with despair and madness, “Ying Yuan, who do you think you are? You are just a puppet pushed out by the Ying family! Do you think you can really control the country of Daqin? You are dreaming!”

"How dare you!" The guard beside Ying Yuan shouted angrily and was about to step forward to teach Zhao Cheng a lesson.

"Stop!" Ying Yuan raised his hand to stop the guard. He looked at Zhao Cheng with a cold smile on his face. "Whether I am a puppet or not is not up to you. I will prove it to you with my actual actions!"

After saying that, Ying Yuan suddenly drew out the sword from his waist, pointed it at Zhao Cheng, and shouted sternly: "Zhao Cheng, you are the prime minister of the Great Qin, but you have evil intentions and are plotting to usurp the throne. Your crime is unforgivable! Today, I will enforce justice on behalf of heaven and sentence you to death!"

"No! You can't kill me!" Zhao Cheng's face changed drastically. He struggled to get up, but was held down by the soldiers behind him.

"Ying Yuan, you can't kill me! I know a lot of secrets, I can tell you..." Zhao Cheng shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Secret?" Ying Yuan's eyes flashed with sarcasm, "Do you think I will believe your lies?"

"No, I'm telling the truth!" Zhao Chengcheng seemed to have grasped the last straw. He looked at Ying Yuan with fear and pleading in his eyes. "I know the cause of your father's death, I know the whereabouts of your mother, and I also know..."

Before Zhao Cheng could finish his words, Ying Yuan interrupted him impatiently: "Enough! I don't want to listen to your nonsense anymore!"

After saying that, Ying Yuan raised his sword and swung it down. A flash of cold light passed by, and Zhao Cheng's head flew high up. Blood gushed out, staining the ground red...

Ying Yuan's sword was dripping with blood, and Zhao Cheng's head rolled into the dust, his eyes wide open, and he died with his eyes open. The air around him seemed to be frozen, and only the wind blew, stirring up a smell of blood.

Ying Yuan withdrew his sword expressionlessly, the blade stained with blood, reflecting his cold face. He ignored Zhao Cheng's "secret" before his death. In his opinion, the nonsense of a dying man was not worth wasting time. (End of this chapter)