Yingquliang is proud, and he has the proudest surname of Daqin when he joined the army as a record. For the sake of this surname, he also has to fulfill his duties. Don't let those who stare at the wolf risk leading the army, Daqin is the winner, and his own family always has to think about his own family, right?

When people get old, they will become fine, Yun Yue didn't see it that way before. But now he believes, whether others believe it or not, he believes.

Wei Fang and the old fisherman got together and muttered, and then the two old immortals went to find Bian Que. Now it's three old guys muttering together, and it's always time to work out the results of a small meeting. So our proud Mr. Yingqu Liang had diarrhea, and it was really an hour to run to the thatched house.

If you are in someone else's army, no one seems to care if you take off your pants and pull them. After all, it is a relative of the king, and the members of the royal family still have to give face to poop everywhere. Well, the privileged class, is not a big deal.

Yun Yue is different in the army, has to go to the thatched house. Defecating everywhere has to eat the board, and Yingquliang regrets his decision to support Yun Yue in the first place. Once upon a time, he took the picket soldiers and walked around the world with the bamboo boards given by Yun Yue. Specifically looking for those bad luck who defecate everywhere, and beat one when he catches one. Now the soldiers found bamboo pieces and waited at the door of the Yingqu Liang military tent. Some stinky and shameless people actually said that they came to help when they saw that the adults who joined the army were inconvenient to go to the toilet. You're fucking holding it, didn't you see Lao Tzu shaking when he walked? A good man can't stand the three bubbles - the ancients are honest and don't deceive me.

Retribution! Now the retribution is not happy, if Shakyamuni passed Buddhism over at this time. I believe that Yingquliang must sign up for the first time to shave his head!

"Mr. Bian Que, whether Yingquliang can survive or not, please ask Mr. for a quote. There are still old mothers and young children at home, and Rong Yingquliang left a letter to arrange family affairs. Ying Quliang looked at Bian Que without blinking. The stomach is typing the last words. If this old bastard says what he wants, he eats whatever he wants. Immediately they would pounce on him and strangle him.

Bian Que was silent. Squinted his eyes, his face was full of ancient wells. If it weren't for his hand on Yingquliang's wrist, I would have suspected that this old guy was closing his eyes and recuperating.

"The adults who joined the army are not hindered, but the liver fire rises and the qi strings the two ribs, causing the qi of the viscera to stagnate, and it will heal naturally within three or five years." Bian Que had a smirk on his face, and the garlic head on his face didn't know when it began to turn red.

Nima! Three or five years? This is the rhythm of Lao Tzu to pull to death, according to the current situation, it can last for three or five days, it is a miracle of life.

"Sir, there is a recipe that doesn't work right away. Ying Quliang is grateful. ”

"Uh...... Try the old man's needle! As he spoke, Bian Que opened the wooden box and took out a silver needle from it.

The needle was so gentle that Yingquliang couldn't even feel the silver needle piercing his skin. was sighing at Mr. Bian Que's good medical skills, thinking of complimenting two sentences, Bian Que spoke first. "My lord, although the sons and daughters of this great victory have gained a lot, the sons and daughters who died in battle only have a first-class meritorious service, which is inevitably a little thinner. Those disabled soldiers are also pitiful, can the old man dare to join the army...... Fill the first level more. As for the head, as long as the adults are willing to agree. There's always a way to kill talents! ”

"No way!"

"Ah......h Ying Quliang almost subconsciously objected, how could he do the thing of digging the corner of his own wall? Lying about military exploits, that's going to be a loss of heads. For those who dig the foot of the wall. King Zhuang Xiang is not ambiguous, and neither can his relatives. But before the voice landed. A scream followed.

"Oops! The old man's hands are heavier, and I ask you to forgive your sins! Wait for the old man to change a gold needle! ”

Ying Quliang was so frightened that his face was colorless, what the hell is this thing called a golden needle? Is this for people to be pierced? Cattle are rich.

"Sir, everything is negotiable......"

Yun Yue was ignorant, and his military exploits suddenly became tens of thousands. As for the extra heads, Yun Yue doesn't have to worry about it at all, there is always a way to kill talents. It's just that why did Yingquliang, who has always been stereotypical, change his temperament, and actually acquiesced in killing people and risking military merit, and still signed and signed the documents?

The corpses of the Xiongnu nobles could not be found, but the two gold medals were still useful. At least it also shows that the Huns have been killed, the head! God knows that the cards were removed from the corpse, but it's hard to kill them. The two heads that are said to be the princes of the Huns were very well made of nitrate, and Lord Yingqu Liang personally signed and painted the certificate to prove that it was still fake?

The human head was packed in two fine boxes, and fifty cavalrymen galloped back to Xianyang with the human head. The red feathers on the helmet shine in the early morning sun!

"Pingliang is a great victory! Thousands of horses, thousands of horses! Before the messengers left Pingliang, they pulled their necks, and Yiqu Jun almost didn't get angry when he heard it. This kid's speed of showing off is not slow, it's just that his mother's military exploits have become more than 10,000. At the time of the war, I watched from the sidelines, and the Huns didn't even count the dogs and didn't die 10,000.

"Your Majesty......!" The loyal lieutenant of the middle military school, who was like a hound, tried to say something, but was stopped by Yiqujun with a wave of his hand.

"Whatever the general of the defeated army says is superfluous, and the feats on the battlefield are earned with real swords and guns. It's already rare to be able to help us cover up last night's events, and the order is to pull out the camp. Let's go after those damned Huns and get the yard back. ”

Yiqu Jun gritted his back molars and said, as the Great Qin royal family. He had never felt so embarrassed and needed a junior to hide the shame of defeat for himself. To make the Huns pay, the shame of blood can only be washed away with blood. At this moment, Yiqu Jun was ready to let the Huns bleed like a river.

"Daqin is going to have another famous general in a hundred battles!" Tu Jia still looked sick, and since he fled in a snowy night in a single coat last night, he has been like this.

"Shit! A famous general of bullshit, such a bastard thing can only be a commander in the old man's camp. Grandma's, two strong crossbows per person. There is also the kind of crossbow arrows that can be fired in bursts, and they take advantage of the uphill slope. Even if the Huns had 100,000 people, they would not be able to take it.

Such a tick is simply a shame for the soldiers of Great Qin, and the battlefield of real knives and guns has made him like a flying locust. With such a dense number of arrows, what kind of cavalry can get close. Look at it! If the king approves of his tactics, there will be no more fierce cavalry in Great Qin. Those bolts will shoot farther and farther, and the battle of warriors will turn into boring counter-shooting.

The generals of the future, as long as they know how to keep the enemy out of range. What kind of bravery is there to talk about. What else to talk about. Hum! ”

Tu Jia was so embarrassed that he choked. Think about what you're saying, it's really underdrawn. A milky guy actually won big. Yiqujun, who is known as the invincible iron horseman, was actually defeated. He praised Yun Yue at this time, and it was enough that Yiqu Jun didn't blow him out.

Yiqujun is right, Yun Yue's tactics are simply a nightmare for cavalry. If King Zhuang Xiang took this opportunity to change the military system, then the first to be impacted was his Yiqu. Since then, Yiqujun has never had the opportunity to go to the battlefield to gain military merits, and his descendants will not be shaded. It will not take three generations, and the title of the grandson of the prince of Yiqu will be reduced. In the end, it will become the down-and-out household of the entire winning family.

"Pingliang is a great victory! Thousands of horses, thousands of horses! The same words brought tears to my eyes. Hold on to Pingliang for nearly two months, and finally wait for the imperial court to send reinforcements. Can...... But there are more than 20,000 soldiers under his command, and now only one-twelfth of them remains. There are also many wounded soldiers, looking at their embarrassed subordinates, looking at Yun Yue's department who is freshly dressed and angry, the tears of sorrow have not stopped.

The victor is always proud, but who remembers the deeds of the dead. The corpses of the Huns were burned to the ground, and where could there be a head to repay the merits. Thinking that his soldiers followed him for two months, he had no military merits. The permanent teeth feel as if their hearts have been scraped by a knife!

The counties of Longyou, who were shocked three times a day, were thunderous with joy after hearing the news. The scout letter on the horse could not be dismounted by itself, and would be immediately carried off the horse by the soldiers of the post station. Washing and watering, plus pinching the waist, I just want to get more news of the Northland from the messenger's mouth. Whether those terrible Huns will come back becomes the first question to be asked.

"it! Yiqu Jun was chasing after him with his invincible cavalry, and this time the Huns had lost a lot of money. Lao Tzu was in the Yunhou army, and his corpses were densely covered with the hillside. After the victory of our army, the crows and vultures in the sky covered the sky and the sun.

The brothers don't care, the Huns are not good birds either. Let these guys eat it, and it can be regarded as making the best use of things.

The bolts shot like rain, and the Huns howled like wolves. Lao Tzu's arrows ran out, and his short sword was cut off. In the end, with a wooden stick, he still smashed the heads of two Hun cavalrymen. Grandma's, the Huns' heads are so hard, they are so shocked that Lao Tzu's mouth is about to crack. ”

The messenger said as he tore at the fat and frothed at the mouth. The county officials below listened with wide eyes, their eyes full of admiration. In this way, the fierce generals in the army were all sent by Yunhou to deliver letters, which shows what kind of tiger and wolf division Yunhou commanded. Now you can finally rest assured that those fierce Huns will not call, and there is still a good life.

"There are two Hun chieftains, I heard that they are still some Hun princes. was also killed by Yunhou, you see the head is in that box. And a gold medal to prove their identity, a gold medal! Have you seen it, it can only be worn by the Lord of the Huns. Seeing the admiration of the fans, the messenger began to brag about it. The county officials were more respectful, and the wine and food kept going up.

Seeing that the stagecoach was ready, the messenger picked up the unfinished half of the chicken, got on the war horse and galloped towards the gate again, such a big news must not be delayed.

The big flickers are running wildly, and every time they pass a county, they will put a small flag on their backs, leaving a cheering town, and they are about to enter Xianyang City, a group of messengers put on their battle clothes, and the blood stains on them have not been wiped clean, and they took out the cigarette ash from their arms and smeared it on their faces, which was personally ordered by Mr. Wei Fang when they set off, and the more embarrassed they were when they entered Xianyang City, the better.

After taking a sip of water and clearing his throat, everyone looked at each other after adjusting their voices to the best state, and tacitly understood that the war horse was on the hip, although it is important for the army to win the battle, but these superficial articles must also be done beautifully, Mr. Wei Fang is too right, the battle was fought by Yunhou with his brothers, and it must not be damaged in the slightest bit on the reward.

"Pingliang is a great victory! Thousands of horses, thousands of horses! "Everyone turns their volume up to the maximum decibel level and tries to spread the farthest distance with the greatest effort.

The sudden outbreak of the voice startled the birds in the woods to jump, and more than fifty horsemen rushed towards Xianyang City in a neat formation, and there were few opportunities to run horses in Xianyang City in this life.

"Pingliang is a great victory! Thousands of horses, thousands of horses! When the city gate officer heard this, he was immediately stunned. From a distance, I saw a team of cavalry galloping over with smoke and dust billowing out, everyone with red feathers on their heads, and a back flag on their backs.

The Xianyang people are not short of good news, but the good news for the Huns is very rare. The empire always launched an offensive against the six states of Shandong, and was basically on the defensive on the Xiongnu front. It's been many years, and I haven't heard good news from the Northland.

"Pingliang is a great victory! Thousands of horses, thousands of horses! "This time I heard it clearly, it was Pingliang who heard that tens of thousands of Guanzhong disciples had been besieged by the Huns for nearly two months. The gatekeepers began to frantically push the pedestrians in the gates, whether they were ordinary people or powerful people in fur furs.

The arrogant Xianyang people were about to scold, but when they saw that it was Hongling who came, they all closed their mouths. A guy dressed as a guy threw his burden on the ground and ran for his life in the city. The woman who was so anxious to follow shouted and called for her Langjun to come back.

The officials of the city gate were crazy, and a gong was struck with a loud sound. The guards covered their ears and scattered to hide.

The first two horsemen did not run to the palace, but went straight to the street where the Yun family lived. The huge cow, who was just about to go out to inspect the shop, suddenly saw two fast horses rushing in from the corner of the street. did not avoid the pedestrians on the street at all, and then saw that the two of them were ragged and seemed to have blood stains, and their eyes were a little black, and they sat on the bluestone steps with their buttocks.

Struggled to stand up against the door frame, ready to meet the earth-shattering news. He'd been there once years ago, and he's already had some experience.

Unexpectedly, the two damn bastards actually shouted: "Pingliang is a great victory!" Thousands of horses, thousands of horses! "Rushing up with the family, dragging down the two bastards is a stinky beating. The huge ox squeezed in and kicked the two bastards hard. I felt unrelieved and kicked twice.

"Send them to the bath, give them a good meal, change into clean clothes, and see the old lady." The huge cow threw down a word and ran away.

As soon as he entered the back house, he shouted in a voice like a broken gong: "Pingliang victory!" Thousands of horses, thousands of horses! Hou Ye won, Hou Ye defeated the Huns. ”

There was no imaginary cheer, only a deathly silence. After a long time, a heart-rending cry came from the back house. (To be continued......)