The Myth of Daqin: The Soul of Yi Xiaochuan

When Meng Yi arrived outside the royal city, he saw Zhao Gao fleeing in a panic.

When Zhao Gao saw Meng Yi, he was like seeing a savior. He said flatteringly, "Lord Meng, please save me!"

The corners of Meng Yi's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer: "Haha, save you? I'm here to take your life today!"

Zhao Gao was terrified and trembling all over, saying, "But Prince Fusu promised to spare my life!"

A trace of contempt flashed in Meng Yi's eyes. "I don't know what Prince Fusu's promise is. To tell you the truth, this was a trap we set from the very beginning, just to lure you into it!"

Zhao Gao was disheartened when he heard this. He looked at Meng Yi in despair, knowing that he had no way to escape.

However, he still tried to make a final stand, waving his arms and shouting to the warriors around him: "Go! Stop him!"

The assassins rushed towards Meng Yi with their heads held high, but Meng Yi was a martial arts master. The long sword in his hand flashed through the air like lightning, and each sword was filled with fierce sword energy.

The dead soldiers fell one after another, and the ground was stained red with blood.

Zhao Gao was forced into a corner by Meng Yi, his body pressed against the wall, his eyes full of fear.

"You can't escape."

Meng Yi raised his sword, his eyes full of murderous intent, and his voice was as cold as ice, making people shudder.

With a "puff", Zhao Gao's head fell to the ground, and blood splattered three feet high, staining Meng Yi's clothes red.

Meng Yi uttered a soft "Puh" and silently said in his heart: "Uncle Master, I have avenged you."

Then, Meng Yi lowered his voice and whispered to his men, "Order everyone to change into the uniforms of the Imperial Guards."

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Meng Yi, wearing the armor of the imperial guards, stood tall and straight, and led his men with steady steps towards Changle Palace.

At this moment, Tu You was busy arranging people to put out the fire and hunt down Zhao Gao and others, leaving only two teams of imperial guards in Changle Palace.

The Changle Palace imperial guards, upon seeing the oncoming group of imperial guards, shouted, "Stop! Which battalion are you from? Why are you here?"

Meng Yi, disguised as a guard, quickly responded: "We are the guards of Zhangtai Palace. We heard that there was a change here, so we came to reinforce." There was a hint of urgency in his voice, as if he really came to help.

The imperial guard was skeptical, but when he saw that there were quite a few of them and their attire was indeed that of the imperial guards, he relaxed his guard a little.

He frowned and asked doubtfully, "Is there a token?"

Meng Yi took out a guards token from his bosom and handed it over.

After a careful inspection, the Imperial Guards nodded and said, "In that case, you may go in."

Meng Yi and others entered Changle Palace, and the palace was silent.

They walked cautiously, their footsteps echoing in the empty palace.

Hu Hai was anxiously waiting for news in his bedroom, his brows furrowed and his heart filled with uneasiness.

Suddenly, a slight noise reached his ears. He raised his head sharply and looked towards the door.

Meng Yi quietly approached where Hu Hai was, his steps light and silent, like a lurking cheetah.

Finally, he came in front of Hu Hai. Hu Hai was horrified. His face turned pale instantly and his lips trembled. "Ah? Meng Yi? Someone come. Come quickly..."

Upon hearing the sound, the guards quickly drew their swords and stood in front of Hu Hai to protect him.

Meng Yi sneered at the panicked Hu Hai and his guards. His voice was cold and ruthless: "Don't worry, Hu Hai. Today is the day you die."

Hu Hai's voice was filled with fear and anger: "Meng Yi, do you dare to kill the king?"

His body involuntarily retreated, trying to find a sense of security.

Meng Yi approached step by step, his eyes like two sharp blades, flashing coldly. He sneered and said, "How dare you, a shameless man who murdered your father and brother and slaughtered loyal people, rule the world? Today, I will avenge my elder brother who was unjustly killed!"

Hu Hai was struck by lightning, his mind went blank for a moment. "Your elder brother? Meng Tian?" He stammered, "Your elder brother is alive and well, what's there to seek revenge for?"

Meng Yi's face instantly became extremely embarrassed, as if his weakness had been exposed in public. The guards around him also looked at him in confusion, as if they were lost in a fog.

Meng Yi coughed lightly, the sound resonating like a bell in everyone's ears. He said in a deep voice, "If I hadn't seen through the schemes and tricks of you, a group of sinister and cunning people, my eldest brother's life would have been in danger like a candle in the wind. How can I not avenge such a blood feud?"

When the guards heard this, it was as if they had been enlightened. They nodded immediately and held their weapons even tighter, like a Great Wall of Steel.

Hu Hai was so frightened that his face turned pale, his body shaking uncontrollably like a sieve. He backed away tremblingly, muttering, "You... you dare to kill the king? I am the emperor, the Son of Heaven of the Qin Dynasty, the master of this world!"

Meng Yi's men followed him closely like a shadow, their eyes burning with rage, as if they wanted to burn Hu Hai to ashes.

The two sides immediately started fighting, and the swords collided with each other, making crisp collision sounds.

Meng Yi's swordsmanship was superb, and each of his swords carried a fierce momentum. In just a few moves, he killed several guards.

The guards fell in a pool of blood one after another. The scene was extremely tragic.

Deng Ying rushed into the hall and was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him, and then he understood Meng Yi's intention.

His eyes widened in anger as he shouted, "Meng Yi, you damned traitor, how dare you plot to murder His Majesty!"

Meng Yi glanced at Deng Ying and sneered, "Deng Ying, since you're so stubborn and continue to follow this bastard, it seems you're not a good person either."

After hearing what Meng Yi said, Deng Ying became so angry that his face turned red, and he raised his sword and stabbed at Meng Yi.

Meng Yi dodged sideways and slashed Deng Ying's arm with a sword.

Blood immediately flowed from Deng Ying's arm, but he ignored the pain and swung his sword again.

Hu Hai took advantage of this opportunity and quietly crawled out of the hall, secretly praying in his heart that he could escape Meng Yi's pursuit.

However, Meng Yi caught a glimpse of Hu Hai's actions from the corner of his eye. He kicked Deng Ying away and then hurled his long sword.

The long sword flew straight towards Hu Hai like lightning and pierced his back in an instant.

Hu Hai opened his eyes wide, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground weakly.

His eyes were filled with resentment and regret.

Meng Yi walked up to Hu Hai's body and stared at him quietly.

Seeing this, Deng Ying was heartbroken and rushed towards Meng Yi like a madman.

Meng Yi picked up a sword and responded calmly.

At this time, Meng Yi's men also surrounded him and joined forces to besiege Deng Ying.

Deng Ying's two fists were no match for the four hands, and he gradually became exhausted.

Finally, Meng Yi stabbed Deng Ying in the heart with a sword.

Deng Ying fell down slowly, with unwillingness in his eyes.

Meng Yi took a deep breath, looked around, and shouted, "Quick! Search for the Imperial Seal and the Qin Emperor's Seal quickly."

After saying this, Meng Yi walked out of Changle Palace and looked at the palace still shrouded in smoke, feeling filled with emotion.

This carefully planned conspiracy has finally come to an end, and the fate of the Qin Dynasty is about to begin a new chapter.

And he will become a witness and promoter of this period of history. No matter what the future holds, he has fulfilled his wish - to punish the treacherous and restore peace to the world.