Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

The messenger returned quickly with the following order:

"The general is busy with military affairs. Please, young master Shang, move to the military camp and wait for a moment."

Ying Zheng sat upright in the carriage, and upon hearing these words, his young face instantly turned frosty!

A surge of imperial rage welled up within him!

Wang Yi! How dare a mere subject be so disrespectful to his monarch?!

To make him wait in the military barracks as if he were an ordinary visitor?! This is blatant overstepping of authority and an insult!

Just as Ying Zheng's anger was about to erupt, a steady hand gently pressed on the back of his hand.

Qin Chuan's voice rang calmly in his ear, carrying a knowing and detached air:

"Brother Zheng, calm down. The show has only just begun."

Ying Zheng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging anger, looked into Qin Chuan's deep eyes, and nodded.

He chose to believe his younger brother.

The group was led by scouts to a somewhat messy military camp filled with weapons and supplies.

The air was filled with the smell of tung oil and leather.

Shortly after they entered the tent, a faint commotion and suppressed groans came from outside, which quickly subsided into deathly silence.

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, and Gai Nie's hand had already quietly rested on the hilt of his sword.

A moment later, heavy footsteps were heard.

Qin general Wang Yi, clad in heavy armor, with a resolute face yet carrying a hint of barely perceptible ferocity, strode into the camp.

His armor was stained with blood, and he held a blood-dripping sword in his hand, a strong smell of blood filling the air.

Under Ying Zheng's icy gaze, Wang Yi knelt on one knee without hesitation, his voice booming: "This humble general, Wang Yi, pays his respects to Young Master Shang! I am late, please forgive me!"

He raised his head, his face showing a kind of "loyal and eager" expression:

"Just now, this humble general has executed all the scouts who saw your true face, young master! There is absolutely no risk of your whereabouts being revealed! This is an extraordinary time, and extraordinary measures must be taken. I hope you will understand!"

Looking at Wang Yi's blood-stained armor and sword, and listening to his explanation of "loyalty to his lord," Ying Zheng's anger subsided slightly, replaced by a complex emotion.

Although the methods were ruthless, it seems... it was also for his safety?

He said in a deep voice, "Get up. General Wang is very kind."

Wang Yi stood up and said respectfully:

"Young master, you must be tired from your journey. Please do me the honor of resting in the military camp tonight. I have already ordered your men to make preparations. To avoid attracting too much attention, please present yourself as 'Young Master Shang' for the time being. I will do my utmost to protect you!"

Although Ying Zheng's doubts were not completely dispelled, he could only agree for the time being in the enemy's camp: "As the general says."

Wang Yi took his leave and made arrangements for the camp.

After Wang Yi left, only Ying Zheng, Qin Chuan, and Gai Nie remained in the tent.

Ying Zheng looked at Qin Chuan and said in a deep voice, "Brother Chuan, is this person... trustworthy?"

Wang Yi's explanation seemed reasonable, but the cruelty and underlying hostility made him instinctively uneasy.

"Believe it or not, Brother Zheng, this man is a trusted former subordinate of Lord Wu'an, Bai Qi. After Bai Qi was ordered to commit suicide in Duyu by King Zhaoxiang, this man already harbored resentment and regarded the Qin royal family as enemies."

Qin Chuan's lips curled into a cold smile:

"Now, he is even more of a deadly pawn planted by Lü Buwei in the army! Killing the scout was not for secrecy, but to silence him! He already knows your identity and has long since decided to secretly kill you here and frame the so-called 'Chang'an Jun's accomplices'!"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng was deeply shaken!

A chill instantly shot from the soles of my feet to the top of my head!

Wang Yi! He's actually one of Lü Buwei's men! They want to kill him?!

He suddenly looked at Qin Chuan: "Brother Chuan! Since you've already seen through his wolfish ambitions, why didn't you take him down on the spot?!"

Qin Chuan's gaze was calm, carrying an air of composure as if he were in control of the game:

"Taking him down is easy. But if we do, how do we draw out more of Lü Buwei's henchmen behind him? And how do we recommend another capable pillar of the army for you, Brother Zheng?"

A glint flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes: "A pillar of the army? Who is Brother Chuan referring to?"

"Brother Zheng, just follow my plan," Qin Chuan said in a low voice. "Later, you will write a letter by hand. The content is up to you, but be sure to affix your personal seal. Then, 'accidentally' let Wang Yi's men 'intercept' this letter."

Although Ying Zheng was unaware of the details, his trust in Qin Chuan made him agree without hesitation: "Alright!"

In the evening, Wang Yi's central command tent was brightly lit.

A welcome banquet was held here, but the atmosphere was unusually strange.

Wang Yi sat in the main seat, a fake smile on his face, and repeatedly toasted Ying Zheng and Qin Chuan.

Besides them, there were several of Wang Yi's trusted guards inside the tent, as well as a young captain named Meng Tian, ​​who sat at the lower end of the table. He had a handsome face and a calm and sharp gaze.

After several rounds of drinks, a fierce glint flashed in Wang Yi's eyes, and he suddenly slammed the wine cup in his hand to the ground!

The crisp cracking sound was like a signal!

Dozens of fully armed, menacing soldiers poured into the tent instantly!

The cold glint of drawn swords cast a chilling light inside the tent!

Wang Yi's personal guards immediately drew their swords and surrounded Ying Zheng, Qin Chuan, and Gai Nie!

"Young Master Shang? Hmph!"

Wang Yi suddenly stood up, the fake smile on his face vanished completely, leaving only a ferocious and murderous look:

"I have ascertained the truth! You are not the young master Shang at all! You are an accomplice of Lord Chang'an, Cheng Jiao! You intend to collude with foreign enemies, plot a rebellion, and bring chaos to our Great Qin!"

He suddenly pulled a scroll of silk from his robes, held it high, and shouted sternly:

"This is a secret letter I intercepted, detailing your collusion with the traitors! It bears your contact seal! The evidence is irrefutable! What else do you have to say?! Soldiers, heed my command! These three are accomplices of the traitors; kill them all without exception! Leave no one alive!"

The armored soldiers inside the tent responded in unison, their killing intent soaring to the sky! Wang Yi's personal guards, grinning maliciously, pounced forward!

Ying Zheng's face was ashen, and Gai Nie's sword was already half an inch out of its sheath!

At this critical moment!

A clear, resounding shout, carrying an undeniable authority, rang out!

Suddenly, Meng Tian, ​​the young captain sitting at the lower seat, stood up with lightning speed!

Instead of rushing towards Ying Zheng and the others, he spun around like a tiger descending a mountain, heading straight for Wang Yi, who was in the main seat!

Wang Yi never expected that his own people would launch an attack at this time; he was caught completely off guard!

Meng Tian's martial arts skills clearly far exceeded his expectations!

With a few crisp "cracks" and a muffled groan, Meng Tian swiftly and cleanly dislocated Wang Yi's arm joints, and at the same time delivered a heavy blow to the back of Wang Yi's knee!

Wang Yi screamed in agony and collapsed to the ground like a mangy dog ​​whose bones had been removed, where Meng Tian pinned him down!

This sudden turn of events stunned everyone! The guards and armored soldiers who were rushing towards Ying Zheng froze in mid-air, at a loss for what to do!

With one foot planted on Wang Yi and the other hand holding the scroll aloft, Meng Tian's voice boomed like a bell, echoing throughout the tent: "All soldiers, look carefully! This is the mark!"

He pointed to the unique, authoritative mark on the silk scroll:

"This is the 'Black Bird Holding a Ring' seal, a secret passed down through generations of Qin kings of my Great Qin! Under heaven, only one person can use it! That person is—His Majesty Ying Zheng, the King of my Great Qin!"

He turned abruptly, knelt on one knee before Ying Zheng, who was surrounded in the center with a grim expression, bowed his head deeply, and spoke with a voice filled with excitement and loyalty:

"This humble general, Meng Tian, ​​greets Your Majesty! May Your Majesty live ten thousand years! This wicked Wang Yi harbors evil intentions and plots to assassinate the king! The evidence is irrefutable! I beg Your Majesty to decide his fate!"

It was like a thunderclap exploding in the hearts of every soldier!

The "Young Master Shang" before them was actually the current King of Qin?! And they had almost committed the heinous crime of regicide and extermination of their clan under Wang Yi's deception!

Overwhelmed by fear and shock, all the armored soldiers instantly dropped their weapons, collapsing to their knees with a thud, their foreheads pressed tightly against the cold ground, trembling uncontrollably.

"Greetings, Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

Wang Yi's face was ashen; he lay sprawled on the ground like a desperate worm, muttering resentfully:

"No...it's impossible...how could you recognize me..."

"Hmph! You killed the scout to silence him, and your actions were furtive! I was already suspicious! Today, you produced this letter, claiming it to be a mark of communication between traitors, which only fueled my suspicions!"

Meng Tian raised his head, his eyes sharp as knives, staring at Wang Yi:

"My Meng family has been loyal and virtuous for generations. My ancestor once served King Zhaoxiang. Such royal seals are recorded in our family's records! How could a traitor like you deceive us?!"

Ying Zheng slowly rose to his feet.

The shock and anger from before had completely turned into a deep, cold abyss.

He walked step by step to the limp Wang Yi, looking down at this former general, now a traitor.

The emperor's imposing presence, like solid ice, caused the temperature in the entire tent to plummet.

"Wang Yi." Ying Zheng's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, carrying a chill that could freeze one's bones. "Killing the emperor and plotting rebellion is a crime that cannot be punished."

His gaze swept over the kneeling, silent soldiers, finally settling on Wang Yi. Each word he uttered was like a cold blade scraping across the ground:

"By order of the King:"

"The traitor Wang Yi is to be beheaded immediately and displayed to the public! His head shall be hung at the gate for three days as a warning to others!"

“His three clans—his father’s clan, his mother’s clan, and his wife’s clan—regardless of age, will all be implicated and none will be spared!”

Ying Zheng's tone remained unchanged, yet it sent a chill down Meng Tian's spine:

"Thoroughly investigate Wang Yi's career advancement records from the beginning of his military career! Anyone who recommended, sponsored, or approved his appointments, regardless of rank, shall be thoroughly investigated! Anyone suspected of favoritism, collusion, or negligence shall be punished as an equal to this scoundrel! There will be no leniency!"

"hiss--!"

A suppressed gasp of cold air rose from inside the tent!

Exterminate his entire family! Behead him and display his head publicly! Furthermore, investigate all officials connected to his promotion!

This is no longer just about punishing traitors; it's a purge sweeping through the imperial court!

Ying Zheng's ruthlessness and iron-fisted nature were on full display at this moment!

Wang Yi collapsed completely, his eyes glazed over, too exhausted to even beg for mercy.

He knew he was finished, his family was finished, and it might even implicate a large number of people!