Chapter 164: The blood of any king will end with the sword

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Luo Zai's wishes were quickly and faithfully implemented. The sons of the public clan went to Chu State first to contact the Xiang family and borrow a way.

It has always been normal for people to migrate to avoid war.

In the past, in order to survive, the Zheng State directly moved the entire country from Haojing to the east of Luoyi. This is the origin of Xinzheng City.

Except for countries like Qin that strictly control personal freedom through household registration.

Generally speaking, the population flow among the countries east of Weihan is not weak.

The other countries still don't know that Luo State is going to directly move away all the women and children in the country, leaving only some people who are unwilling to leave to guard the homeland of the ancestral temple.



Luoyi.

The newly enthroned Emperor Mo made the same move as his father and sent all the royal family members, including Wang Ji, to Zhaocheng.

As the carriages left, Tian Zimo stood on the city wall and looked to the west from a distance.

His expression was very calm, which was in sharp contrast to the frightened attendant next to him.

There was smoke and dust in the sky, and countless strong soldiers were coming towards Luoyi.

It's all for nothing.

Led the tiger and wolf divisions of Qin.

Returned again to the land where he had failed.

He remembered that when he left Qin, King Qin Ji said to him with a smile: "Capture Luoyi and your failure will disappear.

He captured Luoyi and wiped out the Zhou royal family.

Defeated the six kings of Shandong and captured Zhaocheng.

Let Qin's destiny rise from the land of Zhuxia. This is the greatest achievement that you and I can do. "

Luoyi was full of panic and uneasiness, especially the Zhou royal family.

The people of Qin are cruel, and no one knows what will happen to them.

Even if the Qin State is willing to leave one or two people to show their strength, the probability is so small that it is basically impossible to fall on them.

People who have no value are not worthy of being used.

In the palace.

Emperor Mo gently wiped the sharp sword in his hand. This was a sword produced in Yue. It was said that it could blow and break hair.

His attendant, holding a scroll of bamboo slips, approached excitedly and said cheerfully: "Your Majesty.

The State of Qin sent a letter saying that Zhou was a virtuous man and that although his destiny was lost, he should not be lightly insulted.

As long as you agree to leave the king's title and donate Luoyi.

The King of Qin will grant you a fief in the north of Xianyang and make you king so that you can worship your ancestors. "

This is not only a chance for Emperor Mo to survive, but also a chance for these emperor's servants to survive. It is inevitable that these servants are not working hard.

Moreover, the title of king.

This is already the highest courtesy among all countries.

Those descendants of the public family who had made outstanding contributions, including the Xiang family of Chu State, were only granted the title of king.

Tian Zimo, who was immersed in wiping his sword, slowly raised his head and grinned silently.

He gently waved the sharp sword in his hand and hung it between the neck of the attendant. A strand of hair was cut off directly.

"King...King!"

The attendant was so frightened that he almost screamed. Emperor Mo shook his head boredly and said, "I won't kill you, why are you afraid?

You send someone to tell Bai Qi.

The King of Qin was so generous that he wanted to exchange a fief for thousands of years of orthodoxy.

If the King of Qin is willing to give the eight hundred miles of Qinchuan to me, I can consider it.

Could it be that he, a descendant of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, could not imagine that the royal blood was so precious in the Zhou Dynasty for thousands of years?

If you want to end the destiny of the Zhou royal family, just use the sharp sword in his hand. Words cannot make me surrender. "

After saying that, regardless of the expressions of the people around him, he burst into laughter. When he laughed, he thought of his father.

Tianzi Mo is not the eldest son of Prince Jing, and his position as crown prince may come from the strangest place. He will never forget what his father, King Ji Nuo, said to him when he chose him to be the crown prince.

That was when Tianzi Mo was a teenager. He was called into the main hall by King Jing. King Jing had pity and appreciation in his eyes, and his first words were earth-shattering.

"I thought that I would be the king of Zhou Dynasty."

At that time, Ji Mo was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and could only say repeatedly: "My father will live for thousands of years, and my kingdom will be destined for thousands of years."

King Jing just kept talking to himself, "But who can determine the fate of the world?

I didn't expect to meet such a great general as Tai Zi Zai.

The state of Bangzhou was thus continued.

But I know that human power cannot defy nature.

After all, Bangzhou's fate of downfall cannot be escaped.

I am so lucky, but will the next generation of emperors still be so lucky?

I'm afraid not anymore.

So we have to choose the most suitable emperor for Zhou Zhou in the future, and we have found you.

Among the princes, you are not the most noble, the oldest, the most talented, or the most beautiful.

Do you know why I chose you? "

Ji Mo remembered that he was very excited at that time. He never thought that the throne would fall on his head. Even if he only owned Luoyi City, the king was the king and the emperor was the emperor. This was the highest honor.

"My son, I don't know, so I ask my father to clarify my doubts."

King Jing did not tell him the answer directly, but asked Ji Mo a very pointed question again.

"If an enemy army comes to the city and says it is willing to entrust you with a rich fief, will you surrender the city?"

Most of the nobles who grew up with fine clothes and fine food were weak in character, greedy for life and afraid of death.

But Ji Mo's strong character is extremely rare.

He said without hesitation: "You once said it before.

In Bangzhou, there were only emperors who died in battle, but no emperors who surrendered.

I have always believed this.

If the city of Luoyi is destroyed, the emperor will die in Sheji.

Is it possible to survive and surrender the world?

It is better to commit suicide than to bring shame to the ancestors and gods. "

King Jing patted Ji Mo's shoulder and laughed loudly: "This is why I chose you.

The situation has reached this point, and what needs to be considered is no longer the prosperity of Bangzhou.

But what kind of reputation Bangzhou will leave in the history books.

Don't bend your knees, that's the only thing I ask of you. "

Tian Zimo came back to his senses from the memories of the past. He stood up and hit the ground heavily with his sword scabbard.

"Regulate the army!

I will personally go into battle and fight to the death with the Qin people. "

After Ji Nuo's management over the years, the reputation of the royal family in Luoyi is still very good. In addition, the reputation of the Qin people is bad, so the young people in Luoyi actively participated in the defense of Luoyi.

Especially when the emperor wears armor and fights with his countrymen, everyone's morale rises.

Then.

Facing death with glory.

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In the second year of King Huai's reign, Qin general Bai Qi sent 200,000 troops to attack Zhou.

He started and said: My king has a destiny, and the Emperor of Zhou will surrender with royal courtesy. He is willing to grant the land of a hundred miles of Qinchuan as a city.

King Huai said: It is good to die for the country, but not for the country.

The blood of any king will end with the sword, do not say any more.

Three years later, the city was destroyed.

King Huai suffered more than ten wounds and collapsed in the battle.

There is a phoenix coming out of Luoshui, and it is moaning for three months. ——"Historical Records·Zhou Benji"

Going to measure in the snow at minus ten degrees Celsius is all to make a living. Please bear with me, brothers. That’s all for today, otherwise it will be too late.

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