The original Wei Zhuang leading people to seek refuge with Ying Zheng had, in truth, been all part of his strategy—riding the tide. The price was gaining access to Ying Zheng's intelligence and grasping his movements, buying more time for the Anti-Qin plan.
As it turned out, now they had all lost their purpose entirely.
"Otherwise, should we send people to spy on intelligence? Xianyang is currently under martial law—homing pigeons can't fly out..."
Yan Lu placed a piece of information before Zhang Liang. The contents were shocking.
Within Xianyang City, some method had been used to clean up every last detail. Now it had begun spreading to the surrounding areas. In just a few days, six cities lost contact one after another. Not only them—every stronghold of the Anti-Qin Alliance had been rooted out one by one.
"What method did Ying Zheng use? In just a few days, he pulled out so many strongholds?!"
Zhang Liang was dripping sweat, his fingers trembling.
In fact, the method Ying Zheng employed was very simple. He only needed to send his inner guard into the cities and pull out the spies one by one.
A guard who had practiced divine law could, at a single glance, distinguish ordinary people from those who had been carefully cultivated and planted. Anyone belonging to the Anti-Qin Alliance would require somewhat more effort to identify—but it was still well within reach.
The other thing was that they could listen to voices throughout the city. Once the five senses were enhanced, they became terrifying.
Many people believed they could speak freely at home or in secret rooms.
But they did not know they were being monitored.
As a result, they were arrested one after another. When the first wave was caught, a second wave followed—continuous capture and meticulous work.
Within Da Qin, stability had already begun to take hold.
This was what frightened the Anti-Qin Alliance the most.
Their eyes were blind and their ears were deaf. They were like sand, being swept away by rolling waves—finally ground to mud beneath the wheels of history.
This was something the Anti-Qin Alliance simply could not accept.
For example—why did the Anti-Qin Alliance have such a foundation in the first place? They were not newcomers. They were the losers among some of the Six Nations. For a long time they had stood high.
Now they had suddenly fallen to the very bottom.
This was an ending that none of them could accept—so they kept making trouble.
For a long time, there was dead silence in the room.
In the Ten Thousand Worlds Chat Group.
The First Emperor of Qin: "Having a great time! Things are going well!"
Iron Courage: "Yo... Why is Ying Zheng so happy today? Did you finally get rid of all the remnants?"
Sadly Reminded Lao Gao: "This was expected. When I was by Ying Zheng's side, it was really satisfying dealing with those remnants. But those Confucianists are indeed very stubborn..."
Spirit of the Demon Sword: "You were killing people the whole time?"
Sadly Reminded Lao Gao: "In fact, not really. It was mainly conquering other regions. Dongying, for example, is a very good place."
There was modern shipbuilding technology, as well as the most advanced scientific design. Even wooden boats could cross the ocean. Conquering those places was to be expected—though time was wasted on the road.
The First Emperor of Qin: "Zhu Tiedan guessed right. I've been busy with these things recently, and the big stone in my heart has finally been lifted. Do you know how many spies were hiding in Xianyang City? A total of six hundred!"
General Yuwen: "Good heavens—that many? They really did hide deep enough."
The First Emperor of Qin: "Isn't it? The cellars... the secret cells... all kinds of places where people could be stashed. Some of the pleasure houses even had spies... Now that they've all been cleaned up, I sleep comfortably and wake up smiling."
The Fox Who Only Loves Money: "That's truly congratulations. Yesterday we were still discussing your world. It seems progress is fast—unlike the world before me. After dealing with Aolai Kingdom, you still have to deal with immortals. In the end, Sister Dongfang Huaizhu killed her."
Bad Ye Laoxie: "Ah... Is the goddess in the lower realm really that cool? If I sacrifice beauties in the game, I wonder what will happen?"
Chu Dashan: "I told you—don't treat it as a game. The reality is just fine. Why can't you understand? Recruit players in it and set up an altar. You're upgrading this fast already—are you really afraid you won't be able to recruit people? I'm looking at you. Your thinking isn't flexible enough!"
Ordinary Ye Laohei: "Right. You're embarrassing the Ye clan. I also posted a video a few days ago—you haven't watched it, have you? My sister from my previous life in the lower realm killed many enemies. Now my brother is in those so-called holy land homes, acting just like an uncle!"
Tanjiro: "It seems the old black is still strong. He'll probably be able to break through the world barrier soon. Wait for me... I like playing in other worlds the most."
Tosaka University: "Who doesn't? I recently went to the great underworld where Chu Xuanfeng is out of curiosity. It's really boring—dark and gloomy..."
Ninja Scientist: "Hey, it's actually fine here. But Tosaka doesn't like this color tone. This kind of cold and dark is the main theme of our dark gods!"
Judicial God: "I think the old snake is going too far. Sooner or later, the gods will set him straight. Darkness is darkness—don't fall into it yourself. It's just a kind of power. Simply put, it's a tool!"
Ji Shi Witch: "Well, the gods taught me the same. Yesterday I read books written by the gods—they all record it this way."
Troubled Times: "Ying Zheng is still comfortable over there. It's a pity that my younger brother is still conquering Soochow here... After finishing here, I have to go to the Kingdom of Shu. The big-eared thief is just like the remnants of the Six Kingdoms. I don't know—is he a real descendant of the royal family, or did he make it all up himself?"
Blond Boy Sam: "I think he made it up. Otherwise, how could a royal descendant fall so low as to sell shoes? I feel like you can start from here, Cao Cao!"
Troubled Times: "Thanks. I'll go fight and talk back later."
Within the Three Kingdoms World.
Cao Cao had changed his old style entirely. He rode on horseback with a long bow in hand.
Xu Chu, riding beside him, said with a pleading expression: "Master Priest, please stay back! If you keep killing like this, it'll make the rest of us look completely useless..."
Boom.
A muffled sound from the Longxian Bow.
A black arrow flew out like a long dragon, piercing clean through the ranks of Soochow.
"I know. But these soldiers are all believers of God—it's not worth losing even one of them."
Cao Cao's countless soldiers were deeply moved.
Then they shouted in unison:
"Unyielding devotion to the gods!"
Ten thousand Tiger and Leopard Cavalry roared together. The soldiers charged toward Soochow.
At this time, Cao Cao's forces and Eastern Wu had been fighting for three days.
In those three days, Soochow had lost seven cities in a row. If it had been necessary only to appease the people, Cao Cao's army could have captured that many cities in a single day. However, the current pace was not slow either.
The people of Soochow saw that the invaders did not kill. Did not seize their food. They looked very surprised.
Sun Quan and Zhou Yu were blown into a fury.
"Since Cao Cao wants these common people so badly—fine... send this letter. If Cao Aman doesn't retreat, we will slaughter the city ourselves!"
"What?! My Lord—are we really going to slaughter our own city?"
Zhou Yu felt that Sun Quan had gone completely mad. How could anyone slaughter the people of their own homeland? Wasn't this driving himself onto the path of absolute ruin?
At this moment, a woman standing beside Sun Quan chuckled softly and said: "The General Governor is mistaken. My Lord is merely employing a stratagem—it won't actually be carried out.
However, once Cao Cao publishes this letter, my Lord's reputation will plummet."
The disappearance of Sun Shangxiang and the other female relatives had already made the people look down on Sun Quan. If this letter were to get out on top of everything else...
Even if Cao Cao retreated, he would be ruined!
"Then have you ever considered—if Liu Bei, the big-eared thief, doesn't lend his support, how long can we hold out?"
A flash of ferocity crossed Sun Quan's eyes. His tone was very cold.
Zhou Yu looked at the map on the table and sighed: "If Liu Bei doesn't move, we won't be able to survive six months."
Cao Cao's army was simply too strong. Every soldier fought as though he were ten. It would take only those generals to destroy a city in a single blow. Formations were completely useless. Even some folk alchemists in Soochow had volunteered to repel Cao Aman—and had been obliterated with a single arrow.
"So my Lord's choice is correct. Even if Liu Bei doesn't act, we have the confidence to repel Cao Cao. The General Governor should not worry so much..."
The maid smiled pleasantly.
No... Daji sneered inwardly.
A mere mortal. How could he possibly see through her tricks?
Now that Sun Quan had been fully enchanted, killing these people was simply a sacrifice to Master Yuan Luzhi. Let it deepen his awakening further.
As long as ten cities fell—Master Yuan Luzhi would be able to enter this world.
At that point, Cao Cao would be nothing at all.
Liu Bei, in Shuhan.
In fact, he had dispatched troops the very moment the letter arrived. However, his own people had been blocked at the gates.
He couldn't get out at all.
Yesterday, the second brother had finally been transferred to the border.
As it turned out, there was still no good news.
The big-eared thief looked at his military adviser and asked bitterly: "Advisor, do you have a good plan?"
Zhuge Liang kept waving his feather fan, and finally sighed, shaking his head: "It's not that I have no plan—but the astronomical signs are chaotic, and I cannot read everything clearly. The magic star descends in the east, which is a sign that Sun Quan has been enchanted!"
The celestial phenomenon tied to Cao Cao had long since been shrouded in mysterious power—it could be watched but not predicted. On the other hand, both Sun Quan and Liu Bei showed signs of deterioration.
Was the god that the other party promoted truly real?
Why didn't God come to their Shuhan?
It stood to reason that his lord was the orthodox heir.
For a while, Zhuge Liang's eyes grew a little strange—full of suspicion and distrust.
At the border between the three parties—
Guan Yu was brandishing his broadsword against a man.
Yes. You read that correctly.
It was a man wielding a kitchen knife. And not only that—a group of men stood lined up behind him.
Ding ding ding.
The clash of iron kept producing harsh sounds.
Guan Yu grew angrier and angrier, yet he could not break through the defense of the man in front of him.
On the other side, Zhang Fei was fighting a thin soldier in a completely chaotic exchange.