Jing Ke stabbed the King of Qin: If I am well, you will not be able to sleep

"The wind is cold and the water is cold, and the hero will not return once he is gone."

At the end of the Warring States period, in the face of the Six Kingdoms of the East, The King of Qin adopted the strategic principle of attacking one by one from afar and attacking closely, and the two kingdoms of Han and Zhao were destroyed one after another, and it seemed that it was the turn of the Yan kingdom.

The top level of the Yan state was forced by the situation to launch the "assassination of the King of Qin" operation, and assigned Jing Ke, the no. 1 killer of the Yan kingdom Tianzi, to carry out this mission.

It is said that when Prince Dan of Yan found Jing Ke, Jing Ke was not willing to take this job, the task of S+ was too difficult, Jing Ke now only wanted to lie flat, but he could not stand the boss's flickering painting cake to force and induce.

"The first level of the official university crushes the people to death!" Jing Ke sighed.

Before leaving, Jing Ke asked Prince Dan for two things, a map of the Governor of yan and the head of the rebel general Fan Yu of the Qin state.

Jing Ke knew that with these two things, he could successfully meet the King of Qin.

On the banks of the Yishui River, accompanied by a song of "Wind Xiao Xiao Xi Yi Shui Cold" and the cold northwest wind, Jing Ke took his younger brother Qin Wuyang and resolutely boarded a carriage bound for Xianyang.

Inside the Xianyang Palace, the invincible Qin Wang Yingzheng was sitting in the center of the hall, Jing Ke Qin Wuyang slowly walked towards him, the majestic court, the powerful aura, and the legs of Qin Wuyang, who had a slightly inferior psychological quality, had gradually begun to tremble.

A pair of sharp eyes swept over, and Yin Zheng shouted, "What's the situation?!" ”

Jing Ke was shocked, and in an instant, he damaged countless brain cells, and his spirit moved: "Your Majesty, my cousin from the countryside has never seen the world. ”

Yin Zheng was defensive, drank Qin Wuyang, and instead Jing Ke went to the church to report on his work.

The map of the Yan Kingdom slowly unfolded in front of the King of Qin, and hidden at the end of the scroll was a dagger with a high poison.

"Elder Yingzheng, I'll send you to see Hallelujah today!"

Say it's late, it's fast. Jing Ke missed a knife, followed by another knife. After many years of pampering and pampering, the Qin King's body inevitably couldn't keep up, and he suddenly tumbled to the ground, running towards the hall, and Jing Ke was chasing after him.

The King of Qin ran around the pillars on the main hall, and he had a long sword around his waist but could not pull it out, which was a matter of life. See if you lose weight later!

The civil servants in the palace were unarmed, and the warriors of His Highness were not allowed to go to the temple according to the rules of the Qin State without orders. The entire Xianyang Palace's wuyang courtiers, except for Yin Zheng and Jing Ke, were all incarnated as melon-eating masses.

Seeing that the boss was about to hang up, King Qin's personal doctor Xia Wu was in a hurry, grabbed the medicine bag and smashed it at Jing Ke. Jing Ke was smashed in the eye, turned his head and angrily said, "Don't you know that you don't hit people in the face?" ”

Taking advantage of this, the long sword around his waist was finally drawn out by Yingzheng.

When the sword is sheathed, it will see blood.

Yin Zheng cut off Jing Ke's left leg with only one sword, and successfully achieved counter-killing.

Jing Ke leaned on the side of the pillar and lingered, and Yin Zheng's eyes widened in anger: "Why did you kill me?!" ”

Jing Ke did not answer, and screamed in the sky.

Perhaps considering that he no longer had a way to live, and it was too late to pretend to be forced, Jing Ke looked at Ying Zheng and began to rise up in Versailles: "If I don't want to capture you alive, just rely on you old boy, eight lives are not enough for me to cut." ”

Yin Zheng wiped away the cold sweat that came out of his forehead and shouted, "Don't pretend to force us to be good friends!" ”

A flash of knife light flashed...

JingKe, pawn.