I will use the heads of 30,000 barbarians to tell everyone that the sleeping dragon of the Great Han has awakened, and the world is about to tremble and shake under his roar. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will die!

June 27 of the fourth year of the Great Han Holy Sect, the capital of the Great Han Dynasty, Banquan

Early in the morning, the capital looks very deserted, and there are only a few old people on the spacious streets at the city gate, bent on their waists, hobbling as they walk, collecting the garbage of the merchants on both sides with bamboo baskets.

The silk villages, restaurants, casinos, liquor stores and other shops on both sides are all lined with vertical door panels, the doors are closed, and even the breakfast stalls on both sides of the road are deserted with few customers, and the boss is chatting with diners without a match.

"This nine-thousand-year-old adult took tens of thousands of elite soldiers to Cangyun Pass to fight the barbarians, I don't know if I won? Why hasn't there been news for so long! It can't be more than lucky, right? A diner glanced at the empty street with a sad face, and asked worriedly, but before he could finish speaking, another diner interrupted:

"Blind you dog's eye! You bastard! How dare you say bad things about a nine-thousand-year-old man! You're not a fine work sent by the barbarians! An old man with gray hair stood up, scolded with his halberd fingers, and listened to the accent of Jiangnan people.

"The old man doesn't know anything else, I know that I was nine thousand years old in Gusu City before begging for rain, using the emperor's imperial blood to sacrifice to the sky, and the rain from heaven saved us. After that, we killed corrupt officials and corrupt officials, opened warehouses to release grain, and divided land, so that we could live a good life! You dare to say bad things about the nine thousand years old, old man, I will fight with you! The old man blew his beard and glared and scolded, and he was about to do it.

"Alas, don't be angry, old man, Lao Wu is so broken. He didn't have any malicious intentions, he was just worried, but his son joined the army and followed the nine-thousand-year-old adult to Cangyun Pass to kill the barbarians! The stall owner came up and persuaded him, and the old man sat down in a discouraged manner.

"Did you win the battle?" This thought was in everyone's minds, and they all focused their eyes on the city gate.

In other places, dignitaries, ordinary people, and nobles from the sky, countless people looked at the city gate from afar, and the same thought was churning in their hearts: Did you win the battle of Cangyun Pass? When will he be back?

When the first rays of sunlight pierced the clouds and landed on the Banquan gate, the gate slowly opened with a rumbling sound, and the soldier who opened the door looked out with a hint of hope, a gesture he had repeated every day for the past few days.

"When...... Here it comes! The soldier who muttered in a low voice suddenly his eyes lit up, threw away the spear in his hand and ran forward quickly!

Not far from the avenue, a war horse galloped towards this side, the knight on the back of the Han military flag, the whole body on the horse's back, with the war horse swaying left and right, about to fall off the horse.

As he ran, he took out the water bladder from his waist, and the soldier quickly ran to the left flank of the horse, grabbed the reins of the horse, and helped the knight control the horse.

Sensing that someone was pulling on the reins of his horse, the knight on horseback opened his eyes sharply and reached for the saber at his waist with his left hand. When he saw who it was, the knight breathed a sigh of relief, reined in his horse with the help of the soldiers, took the water bladder handed by the other party, and said in a small sip while panting:

Quickly enter the palace to report to today's saint, Cangyun Pass is a great victory! None of the 30,000 barbarians were caught, and the barbarian boss Duolong was killed! The army is triumphant!

As if having exhausted all his strength, the knight fell off his horse, lay on the ground, poured the water from the water bladder on his face, and rested with his eyes closed while panting, with a relaxed look on his face.

The soldier guarding the city gate on the side was still stunned, and after a moment his face showed ecstasy, and he turned around and ran, shouting loudly as he ran:

"Come and help this brother in and rest! Great victory! We won! ”

While waving his hand to let his robe help the messenger to rest, the soldier ran towards the imperial city with all his might, shouting with all his might:

Cangyun Pass is a big victory! None of the 30,000 barbarians were caught, and the barbarian boss Duolong was killed! The army is triumphant! We won!

With the shouting of the soldiers, the doors of all the shops around the street opened suddenly, and the impatient boss even kicked the door open directly, looking at the running soldiers with a face full of ecstasy, and his lips trembled:

"We won! Win! ”

More people ran away, following the soldiers, cheering with ecstatic joy, and everyone's faces were full of joy.

Running to the gate of the palace without stopping, the soldier staggered to his knees, raised his hands and shouted with all his might:

Tell Your Majesty! Cangyun Pass is a big victory! None of the 30,000 barbarians were caught, and the barbarian boss Duolong was killed! The army is triumphant! We won!

Behind him, tens of thousands of people fell silent, and then everyone erupted in a burst of cheers that resounded through the sky. The guards at the gate of the city were stunned for a moment, and then ran over with a face full of ecstasy, picked up the soldiers who had fallen to the ground, and ran quickly towards the imperial city hall.

Today's morning court was the same as usual: lifeless, all the ministers bowed their heads expressionlessly and silently, all of them were full of worry and worry, and the same thoughts were churning in their heads:

Did Cangyun Pass win?

Emperor Xuanhuang, who was sitting on the throne of the Nine Dragons, was also in a trance, and from time to time he raised his head to look north, his eyes full of worry and worry.

At this moment, a shout pierced the silence of the early dynasty:

Cangyun Pass is a big victory! None of the 30,000 barbarians were caught, and the barbarian boss Duolong was killed! The army is triumphant! The real dragon will win!

The voice was first a person, and then quickly spread, and the guards of the entire imperial city and the generals of the Han Dynasty shouted loudly one by one, and the sound was higher and higher, coming towards the main hall like a sea of mountains!

Emperor Xuanhuang was the first to react, stood up directly, and waved his sleeves at the eunuch beside him, "What happened outside?" Go find out right away! The faces of the emperor and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were full of joy and doubt, they did hear clearly, but they still had some hard time believing it in their hearts.

It was also at this time that the soldiers who were stumbling by the guards of the imperial city stumbled into the main hall:

Your Majesty! Cangyun Pass is a big victory! None of the 30,000 barbarians were caught, and the barbarian boss Duolong was killed! The army is triumphant! The real dragon will win!

Ignoring the etiquette, he knelt on the ground, and the soldier shouted at the Xuanhuang Emperor with a face full of ecstasy.

"Win? We won! Dahan wins! After standing for a moment, Emperor Xuanhuang muttered to himself, burst into tears after half a ring, and looked up at the sky with a look of ecstasy on his face.

"Brother! Thank you, thank you for everything you have done for me and the people of Dahan and Limin! Today we won! Muttering to himself in his heart, Emperor Xuanhuang came back to his senses with a wave of his sleeves and issued an order to the civil and military officials below:

"Immediately send the cavalry of the forbidden army to meet the triumphant army of nine thousand years old, and the civil and military officials will go out of the palace with me and go outside the city to greet the triumphant heroes!"

With the order of Emperor Xuanhuang, the civil and military officials who had long been unbearable suddenly turned into a pot of porridge, and everyone was ecstatic, talking about the triumph of the army with a smile on their faces.

"Wu'er, are you safe?"

"Quickly send someone back to the house to report, the head of the family is triumphant, and everyone in the house will follow me to the outside of the city to greet the master of the house!"

"Won! Our Han has finally won against the barbarians! Hahahaha, the old man can close his eyes even if he dies now! ”

"God bless the man!"

The ministers ran to tell each other with ecstatic faces, and then everyone turned their heads and ran outside, waiting for the Xuanhuang Emperor to rely on them and go outside the city to meet their heroes!

In the afternoon of the same day, the north gate of Banquan, the capital of the Han Dynasty

Hundreds of thousands of people gathered here talking and laughing, looking at the north with joy on their faces, waiting for the triumphant return of the Han army that defeated the barbarians at Cangyun Pass. Not far away, Emperor Xuanhuang personally led hundreds of civil and military officials to stand there, waiting:

Soon a group of cavalry appeared not far away, with jet-black armor all over their bodies, jet-black armor, wearing a wolf-devouring helmet, wearing a demon mask on their faces, and carrying a snowy saber in their hands.

The cavalry was divided into two teams, and in the middle was a few flatbed carts piled high with human heads!

"Your Majesty! I, Wang Yinglong, the commander of the Tiger Roar Battalion, followed the nine-thousand-year-old Meng Qiu in Cangyun Pass to fight with the barbarian iron cavalry for a day and a night in the fourth year of the Great Han Holy Sect, and wiped out 30,000 barbarian iron horsemen! Slash the Barbarian Boss Doron! Quickly beat the horse forward, and at a place a few hundred meters away from the Xuanhuang Emperor, Wang Yinglong rolled his saddle and dismounted his horse and clenched his fists and shouted loudly.

Behind Wang Yinglong, the Eight Thousand Tiger Roaring Battalion moved, and one by one they beat their horses around the chariots full of barbarian heads, and then beat their horses forward. Five hundred paces away from the crowd, the knights threw their heads to the ground with a wave of their hands.

One after another, the barbarian heads were thrown to the ground, and a tall Jingguan was soon erected! Tens of thousands of barbarian knights' heads were thrown to the ground, and the skulls still carried the expressions of the deceased before they died, either hideous, fearful, or angry......

Ignoring the filth and blood, several civil officials walked forward quickly, trembling and stretching out their hands as if they had seen gold, silver and jewelry, and checking the heads of the barbarians one by one. From the initial disbelief, it slowly became ecstatic, then crazy, and finally endless joy and shock!

"Your Majesty! 30,000 barbarian heads, all of them are Zhenyi heads! God bless the man! He ran to the Xuanhuang Emperor, and the official in charge of the inspection said.

At this time, the army led by Meng Qiu arrived, tens of thousands of troops covered the sky and the sun, swords and guns were like a forest, and Duolong's head and body were hung on a flagpole, swaying like a piece of bacon fluttering in the wind.....

At the front of the line were Meng Qiu and thousands of wounded soldiers, all of whom had lost limbs or were seriously injured because of the war, but their faces were full of joy and pride, and they glanced at the thin back at the front from time to time.

"You are the heroes of the Han Dynasty, you lost your limbs and eyes in order to protect your family and defend the country, you are the greatest contributors to the victory of this war, and you should be at the forefront!" Meng Qiu's words at that time rang in their ears, and these soldiers couldn't help crying, tears wetting the bandages on their bodies and wetting their battle robes.

"Little bunnies, cheer up! I'm about to meet Your Majesty and the beautiful girl in the capital! Pretend to be like me a little, otherwise I can't find a wife, don't blame Ben for being nine thousand years old?! Turning his head, Meng Qiu whispered "reprimand", with a hint of care and banter in his voice, diluting the sad atmosphere.

"Congratulations to my Han soldiers!" Rushing to the front, Meng Qiu grinned at Emperor Xuanhuang, raised his arms and shouted loudly.

"Congratulations to the soldiers who fought bloodily for my big man!" A smile flashed in his eyes, and Emperor Xuanhuang walked quickly towards Meng Qiu, raising his arms and shouting loudly as he walked.

"Congratulations to the soldiers who fought bloodily for my big man!" Behind Emperor Xuanhuang, everyone let out a cheer of the mountains and tsunamis.

"Soldiers! Thank you, without your heroic struggle, bloody battlefield, and horse leather shroud, how could we have today's peaceful and prosperous world. This is your stage, and this is the cheer and courtesy you deserve. ”