"No! Give me your life! Your goodbye!"

The Confucian scholars who fell into the pit used their hands and feet, desperately trying to climb upwards because they knew that if they were tough at this time, they would definitely lose their lives! Compared with the cruel reality, those false names have become insignificant. Only by living can they enjoy it. If everyone is gone, then everything is false.

The mud was covered with their white robes, and blood was oozing out from time to time when they fell, but they no longer cared about this. They grabbed everything around them and ripped them down hard in order to step on them and make a way out for themselves.

"See, this is the benevolence, righteousness and morality you advocate! This is what you call Confucianism! Mr. Kong, I wonder what you think when you see such a scene?"

Looking at Ying Zheng's unconscious smile, none of the great scholars on the stage dared to speak out. All the scholars in the empty field were knocked into the pit by the guards. They were afraid that if they said the wrong thing, they would be thrown there and covered with a layer of soil!

"snort!"

Ying Zheng shook his sleeves, walked to the front of the stage, looked up and shouted loudly at the pale sky: "The blood of the Lone is noble, so there is no need for others to come and point fingers! Whoever dares to have any objections, will kill whom! One person says to kill one person! One city says to kill one city!"

As soon as the murderous words came out, everyone felt that the temperature outside had dropped a few degrees. The people watching outside kept retreating tremblingly, as if the young man in front of him was not the king of the Qin Dynasty, but a beast covered in human skin! If anyone was still doubting the young king at the beginning, then the Confucian scholars who kept wailing under the pit could tell you clearly that the massacre of the city was definitely not a joke to him.

The scholars behind looked at each other, their faces looked very ugly, only Wang Ji still maintained a calm look.

"Your Majesty, you're wrong."

Ying Zheng, who was roaring to the sky, was suddenly stunned, and then he narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Ji behind him. His eyes seemed to be a hungry wolf staring at his prey, cruel and bloody.

"King, you can't kill them because they are useful. With these propaganda of Confucian scholars, your orthodox position will become unshakable, so it's better not to kill than to kill."

"Mr. Wang, you are really brave."

Ying Zheng shook his head and said in a sarcastic tone: "Gu admits that what you said makes sense, but it's too slow, and Gu has to put down his body and ask for those old things. You see, the same result is much shorter now. This is great, what's wrong! However, your words still remind me that you are useless to me!"

"Come on! Throw Wang Ji into a big pit!"

After Ying Zheng finished dealing with Wang Ji, he turned around and faced the remaining Su Rus, but these people were already trembling and could not even say a complete sentence.

"Do you want to keep going?"

After hearing Ying Zheng's words, the pale heads quickly shook, fearing that they would end up filling the pit.

"Then do you want to beg for mercy?"

Ying Zheng smiled and looked at the chicken pecking at the rice map in front of him, nodded with satisfaction. He turned around twice and suddenly said: "I fell in love with a punishment recently. His scene is very spectacular and can play an excellent deterrent effect. Since the few people have nodded in agreement, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, so let's deal with it together today."

"Come here! Drag these old men on the stage! The car cracked!"

"Here!"

Facing the strong black armored guards, several Su Rus struggled desperately, but their old arms and legs were not those young and strong opponents. Apart from a few shouts of injustice, they were dragged down.

Looking at the two deep pits in front of him, Ying Zheng gently flicked his fingers. Zhao Gao stood respectfully behind Ying Zheng and asked softly: "What are the instructions of the king?"

Ying Zheng pointed down casually and said, "This one is buried, that one is burned."

"Yes, king!"

For Ying Zheng, today is a very memorable day, because from today on, the only voice of Qin State was finally the only one. Lu Buwei, Zhao Ji, and those corrupt scholars who pointed at him were all destroyed under his iron fist. The black armored guards had already gone to the ancestral land. When they arrived, it was Ying She's time to die. Therefore, there was only one person to deal with, that is Ying Guang!

But this Yingguang has become a climate and is not easy to deal with. The military's attitude is unclear and it is not easy to stimulate them now. Then there is only one person left, that is Bai Qi, who is recovering from illness in Xianyang. Now he has used thunder methods to eliminate all the opposition. If Bai Qi is a smart person, he should know what to do.

Looking at the filled earthblocks and the burning fire pit, Ying Zheng returned to his usual calmness and said to Zhao Gao lightly: "Go back to the palace, send someone to call Bai Qi and let him enter the palace immediately!"

As the king's carriage left, the onlookers were also dispersed. The black-armored guards lined up in neat columns to escort the chariots slowly, leaving only the thick smoke behind and the crackling sound of bamboo slips crackling.

Maybe the guards were a little careless. On the earthen bun that killed the scholars, a pale hand was exposed outside. The hand was covered with blood, and the nails were broken and blood-filled. But it still stretched up as much as possible, and finally grabbed it in despair. It was like a flag, inserted straight at the highest point of the earthen bun, and at the same time it conveyed the tyranny of the King of Qin to everyone's hearts.

Ying Zheng didn't know what consequences would bring about this. In his heart, as long as the military power was in hand, the entire Qin State could do whatever he wanted. No, after destroying Ying Guang, the entire Central Plains would belong to him, and he was the only king on this land!

When Ying Zheng returned to the palace, Bai Qi had already been waiting outside the hall early. Ying Zheng did not care about him, but took a short rest before calling Bai Qi into the hall. The Qin Fangzhong General Meng Tian was also accompanied by Qin Fang.

Without saying much, Ying Zheng went straight to the topic.

"I'll call you two today, and it's about conquering the Later Qin Dynasty. Bai Qi, I will use you as the chief general and reorganize 400,000 troops. Within half a year, you will transfer the Later Qin into the territory of my Great Qin. Is there any problem?"

Bai Qi was stunned. He knew that Ying Zheng had really gotten intrigued this time. He had no discussion or concerns. He came up and asked directly whether it was OK. In this case, it was really difficult to answer. If he responded, with Qin's current state, he could not fight this battle at all. He was defeated. He was afraid that he would be unable to escape death. But if he did not respond, with the king's current temper, he would be killed now!

Bai Qi was in a dilemma and didn't know how to speak for a while.
Chapter completed!