Chapter 213: The Emperor's SwordChapter 250: The Emperor Guards the Gate of the Country

Mighty Dragon Sparrow, with swordlike might shining!

Li Chen stood in the wind and snow, his imposing figure dominating the scene.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed as if only this man stood alone.

No one can compare.

Su Jinpa watched Li Chen's back, her lips biting gently.

She still remembered the thrill of the moment.

In that split second, the woman who had always stood beside Li Chen noticed someone plotting treachery within the opposing army ranks and nocked an arrow.

When he noticed the man, the arrow in his hand flew out.

At that instant, Su Jinpa didn't have time to think.

She almost instinctively pushed Li Chen away.

It was this push that allowed Li Chen to dodge the fatal blow to his neck, but his shoulder was injured instead.

Otherwise, today the heavens of the Qin Empire will truly change.

The Emperor is gravely ill and unconscious. Not only is there no hope for recovery, but he could die at any moment. At this critical juncture, if Li Chen, the sole legal heir apparent, were to suffer any misfortune, the Qin Empire would instantly collapse into chaos.

Su Jinpa didn't feel like her just-now push had pulled the Qin Empire back on track. She simply felt that Li Chen couldn't die, at least not here and now.

But she didn't expect Li Chen to be so bold.

He stood alone facing a thousand soldiers screaming for his removal, did he not know they might truly go mad

Even Kesu Jinpa had to admit that this was the best solution available at present.

Otherwise, the prince's majesty would be trampled upon, not to mention that his life could be in danger.

At such times, only absolute firmness and domineeringness can awaken the fear of royal power in their bones.

The Qin Dynasty stood for over three hundred years, experiencing both natural and man-made disasters, periods of prosperity and decline. This cycle of rise and fall is the way of heaven, following the natural order.

But, in three hundred years, no one has ever dared to bring troops into the capital!

Li Chen's eyes burned like torches, his voice boomed like a bell.

"Hear ye, clear the way!"

Li Chen's voice was louder, loud enough for the thousand silent people to hear clearly.

"For over three hundred years, no one has dared to march under such a banner!"

"Because I am the great Qin, established by martial prowess! Governed by filial piety!"

"The Taizu reigned supreme, sweeping across the six realms, ending the tyranny of the previous dynasty, restoring harmony to the world, and giving all people peace. During the Qin Dynasty's flourishing period, the army numbered a million strong, and wherever its forces pointed, vassal states paid their respects!"

>More than three hundred years ago, the Taizu stood in this capital city and issued the first imperial edict after his ascension to the throne. It declared that all barbarians both inside and outside the empire who dared to raise their armies would be executed!

Back then, all the people took pride in being citizens of the Great Qin!

"Back then, every soldier considered serving the country as a great honor!"

Back then, all foreign nations upon seeing the great Qin dragon banner would kneel down in submission! Those who refused to bow would be executed!

"What is the purpose of all this"

Every word Li Chen spoke was forceful and impactful.

“Because I, the Great Qin Emperor, have always held that a king dies with his country and the emperor guards the national gate!”

"Because my Qin soldiers are willing to bleed and sweat for our Great Qin!"

"And now, you dare to point weapons at this palace"

Li Chen took a step forward. Although young, his stature, coiled like a dragon and poised like a tiger, already hinted at the potential to shake heaven and earth.

He said each word deliberately: "Today, this palace stands here. Anyone who wants to kill this palace or rebel, come!"

"This palace would rather die by the sword of my great Qin soldiers than live a life of cowardice and shame!"

Quiet, dead silent.

No one dared to move.

No one spoke.

On the scene, only the howling of the wind and snow remained.

Seeing this, Su Zhen'ting stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "When will you kneel down and apologize!"

As soon as these words were spoken, among the thousand soldiers of the Southern Great Camp, someone started it, and with a clatter, they all threw their weapons to the ground.

A soldier knelt down and cried out, "Your Highness, please forgive us! We deserve to die a thousand deaths!"

One person took the lead, and everyone else knelt down, crying out for mercy.

"Your Highness, forgive us! We deserve to die a thousand deaths!"t smooth to the touch.Its skeleton is sturdy and sharp, its feathers are incredibly smooth and beautiful.These two words also didn't know whether to comfort Haidongqing or the pale-faced Wanjia Jiao.>...