Qin Dynasty: Ying Zheng is my brother, I am the Bad Commander

Gongsun Li, who was standing next to him, reacted even more violently and heartbreakingly.

Her once fair and rosy face, as beautiful as a newly blossoming peach blossom, was now deathly pale, devoid of any color, like a lifeless sheet of paper.

Her eyes, which were originally clear as autumn water and full of curiosity and kindness towards the world, were now filled with endless sorrow and deep-seated hatred.

"Qin State...you are a Qin State citizen..." Gongsun Li's voice trembled violently, each word seemingly squeezed out from between her teeth, carrying a strong smell of blood.

The tragic scene of the fall of Puyang City flashed uncontrollably into her mind.

Arrows flew everywhere, black banners blotted out the sky, Qin cavalry trampled the land of Wei like a black torrent, and... her white-haired grandfather, the last pillar of Wei, the sword master Gongsun Yu, covered in blood, his body pierced by countless Qin soldiers' spears, yet still standing tall and fighting to the death, a tragic figure.

"Grandpa..." Two lines of tears slid down Gongsun Li's cheeks, her slender body trembling violently from extreme anger and sorrow.

She bit her lower lip hard until it bled, and the crimson blood dripped down her pale chin, a shocking sight.

Faced with the overwhelming hatred of Jing Ke and Gongsun Li, Ying Chen's expression remained completely calm.

He remained standing there quietly, still holding the "Ice and Fire Intoxicating Dream" that exuded a strange aroma, a faint smile playing on his lips, as if the sword energy that could tear steel apart was nothing more than a gentle breeze brushing against his cheek.

However, while Ying Chen could ignore it, the two women beside him would absolutely not tolerate anyone showing even the slightest bit of murderous intent towards their man.

At the very moment Jing Ke grasped the hilt of the sword.

"boom!"

An indescribable, terrifying pressure erupted from Yan Fei and Jing Ni without warning, specifically targeting Jing Ke alone.

The two men's imposing aura was like an invisible Mount Tai, crashing down on Jing Ke, forcing him to groan and involuntarily take half a step back, causing the bluestone floor beneath his feet to crack instantly.

In an instant, this corner of Qianlong Hall became a dangerous zone between two active volcanoes about to erupt.

The air was so heavy it seemed to drip water, and a murderous aura lurked everywhere, ready to erupt at any moment.

However, Ying Chen, who was at the very center of the storm, seemed completely oblivious to the tense and terrifying atmosphere.

He slightly raised his hand and patted Yanfei's fragrant shoulder gently, then turned his head and gave Jingni a reassuring look.

With just this simple action and a calm glance, the aura that the two had unleashed vanished instantly, as if it had never existed.

Although the two women had suppressed their aura, their bodies remained tense, guarding Ying Chen on either side. Their wary and cold-blooded gazes never left Jing Ke and Gongsun Li.

Ying Chen slowly turned his head, his deep gaze meeting Jing Ke's eyes, which were filled with hatred and killing intent.

He completely ignored Jing Ke's posture, which suggested he might draw his sword at any moment, and also ignored Gongsun Li's eyes, which seemed to want to devour him alive. He simply swirled the white jade wine cup in his hand, watching the icy blue liquid inside reflect a mesmerizing light under the lamp.

"Gongsun Yu, the garrison commander of Puyang City and the last sword master of the Wei Kingdom."

"I've heard of his name and read the battle reports about the Battle of Puyang." Ying Chen raised his head slightly, his gaze seemingly piercing through the roof of the Qianlong Hall and looking towards the distant northern battlefield. "To be honest, I have some respect for General Gongsun Yu."

Upon hearing this, Jing Ke's hand gripping the sword hilt trembled violently, and Gongsun Li was also slightly stunned, even the tears in her eyes paused for a moment.

They never expected to hear the word "admiration" for their grandfather and for Qin's enemies from the mouth of this high and mighty Qin prince.

Ying Chen ignored their surprise and continued, "When the Qin army was pressing in, the entire Wei state knew that defeat was inevitable, and even the Wei royal family had long given up resistance and were ready to beg for mercy, only Gongsun Yu knew that it was impossible but still did it."

"Single-handedly, he led his remaining troops to hold off the Qin cavalry for three days and three nights in that desolate city destined to be crushed. He did not retreat, he did not surrender, until he shed his last drop of blood, until he died on the battlefield. Such integrity, preferring to die rather than surrender, such loyalty to defend his country to the death, deserves the title of 'hero' and the respect of any warrior in the world."

Ying Chen's words carried a rare hint of solemnity.

He was stating an objective fact: in this Warring States period of moral decay, pure individuals like Gongsun Yu, who would shed their last drop of blood for their beliefs and their country, were indeed becoming increasingly rare.

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Li could no longer control her emotions. She covered her face with her hands and began to sob in suppressed pain.

Jing Ke's eyes reddened, and he clenched his teeth, his cheek muscles bulging from the effort. He glared at Ying Chen, his voice hoarse as he roared, "Since you admire him, since you know he's a hero, then why did your Qin state kill him! Why did you destroy our country! What right do you have to put on this pretense!"

Faced with Jing Ke's hysterical questioning, Ying Chen's solemn expression vanished instantly. He took a step forward, his usually casual eyes flashing with a sharp, almost tangible light as he stared intently into Jing Ke's eyes, and whispered, "Why? Because that was a battlefield! Because this is a chaotic world!"

"Jing Ke, you are a swordsman, don't you even understand this most basic principle? On the battlefield, there is no right or wrong, no good or evil, and no so-called pity! There are only positions, only enemies who are fighting to the death!"

"Gongsun Yu was a hero of the State of Wei, but he was also an enemy of the State of Qin!"

Ying Chen pointed a finger at the long sword at Jing Ke's waist, his tone as cold as ice: "Since he chose to draw his sword, since he dared to stand in the way of the Qin cavalry's unification of the world, he must be prepared to be crushed into dust by this torrent!"

"This is the cruelty of war! This is the fate that every soldier, every commander, must bear!"

Ying Chen's gaze pierced Jing Ke's soul like a sharp sword. He spoke each word clearly and forcefully: "Don't even mention the past. Even if time were to rewind and everything were to start over, as long as Gongsun Yu still chooses to stand in front of the Qin army, the iron cavalry of Qin will still crush his body without hesitation! The soldiers of Qin will still mercilessly cut off his head!"