Nine dragons fight for the throne, I don't want to sit on this throne

"May I...May I ask what His Royal Highness wants?"

Ying Hai was really panicked.

Compared to his initial confidence, he is no longer sure now.

Because he couldn't see any expression on Chu Ning's face.

He thought his trump card was enough to make Chu Ning let him go, but he didn't expect Chu Ning to keep him in suspense again and again.

He really couldn't tell what Chu Ning was thinking at the moment.

Should I spare his life or kill him?

"How?"

Chu Ning sneered: "You Qin State has made me look like this, how can I let it go?"

"Although you handed over the map, the Fiery Sun Grass, and you are Princess Changping's biological brother, I still can't let go of the hatred in my heart."

"For your sincerity, I can spare your life, but you must be imprisoned forever in the capital of the Chu State."

After a pause, in front of Ying Hai's horrified eyes, Chu Ning pointed at the other Qin ministers and sneered:

"As for them, they will all die!"

Chu Ning stood on his horse, looking down at the Qin ministers who were kneeling on the ground with a cold gaze.

There was no trace of pity in his eyes, only endless majesty and determination.

The cold wind howled, blowing up the dust on the ground, as if singing a dirge for the upcoming bloody scene.

Chu Ning slowly raised his hand, his voice was cold and firm, as if it came from the depths of hell:

"kill!"

This order exploded like thunder in the silent air.

Ran Ming, the most ruthless general of the Chu State, had a cruel smile on his face.

He held a huge axe in his hand, and the axe blade flashed a dazzling cold light in the sunlight.

The soldiers behind him had been ready for action. Upon hearing the order, they immediately pounced on the Qin ministers kneeling on the ground like wolves and tigers.

Although the Qin ministers knelt on the ground, there was no sign of surrender in their eyes.

The old Qin minister who was in the lead raised his head, his eyes wide open, his voice hoarse but full of power: "Chu Ning! You shameless man! Chu is just a barbarian country, how dare you bully our Qin like this! Your atrocities today will surely bring punishment from heaven!"

His voice echoed in the empty city gate, as if to shatter Chu Ning's eardrums.

Another young minister also struggled to stand up. Although his hands were tied behind his back, his back was straight.

He glared at Ran Ming, his voice filled with resentment: "The Chu State is just a group of barbarians, relying on conspiracy and intrigue to survive!

What you are doing today is nothing but a last-ditch struggle! Although the Qin State is defeated, the backbone of the Qin people will never be trampled by villains like you!"

These angry curses were like sharp blades, piercing Chu Ning and Ran Ming's hearts.

Ran Ming's face turned ashen in an instant, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger.

He swung the axe in his hand violently, and the axe blade cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

He strode towards the young minister, his voice low and threatening: "You Qin dogs and slaves, you dare to be stubborn even when you are about to die! Today I will let you know what it means to live a life worse than death!"

Before he finished speaking, the axe in Ran Ming's hand had already chopped down fiercely.

Before the young minister could react, his head rolled to the ground, blood gushing out, staining the ground beneath his feet red.

His body fell down stiffly, with resentment and anger still in his eyes.

This scene made the other ministers even more angry. They struggled to stand up and even though their hands were tied, they still pounced on Ran Ming with all their strength.

An old minister roared: "You Chu bastards! Your atrocities today will surely be despised by the world! Although the Qin State is destroyed, the souls of the Qin people will never be extinguished!"

Before he could finish his words, Ran Ming's axe had already smashed his chest.

Blood dripped along the axe blade, and the old minister's body slowly fell down, but his eyes were always glaring at Ran Ming, as if he wanted to take his soul away with him.

Ran Ming did not stop killing. He waved the long sword in his hand wildly like a bloodthirsty beast.

Every time the axe struck, a Qin minister fell.

The whole square was dyed red with blood, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. The ministers who were originally angry and cursing gradually became silent, leaving only desperate groans and painful wails.

The Qin people who were watching were all terrified when they saw all this.

They are all citizens of the Qin State, and have witnessed with their own eyes how these ministers have devoted their lives to the service of the Qin State.

Today, these ministers who were once high and mighty were being ruthlessly slaughtered like livestock.

The eyes of the people were filled with fear and anger, but they dared not make any sound. They could only cover their mouths tightly, fearing that they would become the next soul to be killed by the knife.

Ran Ming's killing lasted for a full half hour, and he only stopped the long sword in his hand when the last minister fell.

His body was covered in blood, but his face was filled with a kind of almost crazy satisfaction. He turned to look at Chu Ning, his voice hoarse but full of respect:

"Your Highness, all the traitors have been killed!"

Chu Ning nodded, his eyes swept across the corpses on the ground, his face without a trace of emotion. He ordered coldly:

"Cut off the heads of these people and hang them on the top of the city wall for public display. Let the Qin army and the people in the city who are still resisting see what the consequences of resisting our Chu State will be!"

Ran Ming immediately carried out the order and took his men to cut off the heads of those ministers one by one.

Blood dripped from their fingers and their heads were raised high and hung on the flagpole on the top of the city.

When the wind blew, the heads swayed in the wind, as if silently accusing the atrocities of the Chu State.

On the top of the city wall, rows of bloody heads looked particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

The people of Qin looked up, their hearts filled with fear and despair.

They knew that the State of Chu had completely taken control of the city and any resistance would lead to catastrophic disaster.

After seeing this scene, those Qin soldiers who had still held out hope put down their weapons and chose to surrender.

Chu Ning stood on the top of the city wall, looking down at everything in the city, and finally a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He knew that this massacre not only shocked the people and soldiers of Qin, but also announced to the world the majesty and ruthlessness of Chu.

From now on, anyone who dares to rebel against the State of Chu will face the same fate.

Of course, Chu Ning also noticed that in addition to fear and despair, there was also a hint of deep hatred hidden in the eyes of the Qin people.

However, Chu Ning was not worried.

Because next, he will target the entire Qin State's scholar-official class.

He will not let any of those wealthy families go.

As long as these people are completely captured, the people of Qin will have no one to lead them and it will be difficult for them to make any waves.

The people of Qin will eventually become the people of Chu.

Of course, he has more important things to do now.

"Ying Hai, hand over the Fiery Sun Grass immediately, and Divine Doctor Sun will immediately make an antidote for me!"

The most important thing at the moment is to refine the antidote and remove the poison.