This year, the Zhao nation still hadn't recovered from the grief of the Battle of Changping and the Battle of Handan. A good hand had been completely messed up, and from then on, the Zhao nation was no longer able to single-handedly oppose Qin, gradually declining in power.,At this point, Zhou Qing felt a chill run down his spine. His small body involuntarily staggered. He had just arrived in this world and, after figuring out the situation, thought he would become a carefree wastrel who lived off others.,But now it seems like this world is about to play a joke on itself。