A noble and handsome figure, with features that were once admired, now wore the marks of tears. Recalling the imperial decree received from the Xianyang Palace, he was filled with sorrow. His whimpers echoed endlessly, revealing his helplessness.,According to her words, it seemed like a plain-clothed girl was speaking. Qin and Zhao had just fought, and rumors said that many Zhao people were killed. If they went to Zhao, wouldn't they be walking into a tiger's den,Immediately, figures clad in black armor leaped into the air, wielding deadly weapons. Their swords flashed as they attacked the front of the carriage, sending the two steeds crashing to the ground.。