Hum! If it weren't for the sake of your hard work for Daqin for many years, you would definitely be right! ”

Ying Zheng snorted coldly, shaking everyone's hearts.

He really blamed Meng Wu for the revenge army...

This moment.

Everyone's eyes looked at the old tearful veteran of the Three Dynasties on the ground, some sympathized, some gloated...

However, it can be seen from this that the coup d'état of Ying!

It's no longer the calm, world-minded monarch he once was!

Today's Yingzheng.

Brutal, irritable, cold-blooded...

And so on negative pronouns all appeared on him, completely synonymous with tyrants.

......

Soon after!

Ying Zheng ordered that the Gaocheng good news be notified to the entire Xianyang.

The people of Xianyang asked, and they were all boiling!

Da Qin, or the same Da Qin back then.

Invincible, invincible!

For the old Qin people in Xianyang City, their Great Qin is an invincible existence in the world.

Now, Gao Cheng's good news has verified the belief in their hearts.

Let everyone burst into tears!

"Victorious..."

"The Huns defeated by our Great Qin Iron Army were defeated by the barbarians..."

"Hahaha... Great Qin has won! ”

"Avengers? Is the second son of the year back? ”

"Absolutely, the revenge army can see from the face that they live for revenge!"

.....

While the people of Xianyang City were cheering, they couldn't help but miss the second son of Daqin, the son who lived and died with Hetao City ten years ago.

Now the appearance of the revenge army must be the Huns who are defeated by the belief that the second prince is immortal, returns from hell, and leads a powerful army.

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Daqin, southern Xinjiang.

High City.

The rested Fusu army had been resurrected with full blood, and one by one they stayed in the barracks waiting for Fusu's orders.

At this time.

Fusu sat in the City Lord's Mansion, his face a little gloomy.

Because of the scout's report, Meng Tian did not follow his orders to return, but continued to chase and kill the Huns.

The words of the reply were: "The generals are outside, and the military order is not subject to it!" ”

In Fusu's view, this is perfunctory!

Why did Meng Tian choose to refuse when he wanted to ask about what happened ten years ago, obviously because he was tired of it.

But what puzzled him was, why did yesterday's news reach Dao Mengtian's ears?

When he called the scout over for questioning, he found out that this scout was actually a member of the Meng family's army.

Everything fell into place.

It must have been this scout who informed Meng Tian of the news, causing Meng Tian to directly refuse his order on the grounds that the general did not accept military orders abroad.

And when he wanted to ask Meng Yi, he found that Meng Yi was already in a coma and couldn't wake up in an instant.

No way!

This matter must be clarified, otherwise even if I inherit the throne of Great Qin in the future, I may be in danger at any time.

The second child's strength was so huge back then, and he was calculated to death, and my current strength is not as good as the second child back then.

"Someone's coming!"

Fusu shouted outside.

"Prince!"

A lieutenant walked in.

"Immediately notify Meng *, let him lead the army to gather at the gate of Gaocheng, and we will go to the grassland to meet General Meng Tian!"

Fusu commanded with a gloomy face.

"No!"

The lieutenant led the troops and turned to leave.

"Meng Tian, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer, otherwise Hugh will be ruthless to you!"

After the lieutenant left, Fusu's face became even more gloomy, and the cold light in his eyes kept flickering, obviously he had already moved to kill.

On the other side, the Xiongnu steppe.

Meng Tian and the others had just wiped out a small army of Huns, and they were resting at this time.

"General, will it be wrong for you to refuse the prince's order like this..."

The adjutant looked at Meng Tian with a worried expression.

Meng Tian shook his head, a hint of thought flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly after a long time: "Now is the best time to kill the Huns, the prince will understand my painstaking efforts!" ”

"But..."

The adjutant general wanted to continue, but was directly interrupted by Meng Tian, waved his hand and said: "Needless to say, I have my own measure, now you go and count the number of wounded and the amount of grain and grass!" ”

"No!"

The deputy general wanted to speak many times, looked at Meng Tian's expression, and finally had to accept the order safely and turned to leave.

"Alas... Meng Shi, I know you're doing it for my good, but the things inside are too complicated for you to understand! ”

Meng Tian sighed, slowly stood up from the ground, looked at the Xiongnu steppe in the distance, a trace of firmness appeared on his face, and said to himself: "Prince, everything Meng Tian has done is for you, I hope you can understand Meng Tian's hard work!" ”

.......

The hinterland of the Huns.

Where the army of Abuda is located.

"General, a Qin man came to ask for a meeting, saying that he could help you get out of trouble."

Adjutant General Abti said.

"Qin people? Bring him here! ”

Abda said.

"Bring the Qin people in!"

Adjutant Abuti shouted outside.

Not for a while.

A middle-aged man dressed in black was brought in by the Hun soldiers.

"See Lord Abda, the leader of the Huns!"

The middle-aged man bowed down and performed the etiquette of a Hun man.

"Who are you? Why are you here? ”

Abda asked, his eyes looking up and down at the middle-aged man in front of him, trying to see what he was here for.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's important that I can bring you and your tribe out of trouble."

The middle-aged man did not say who he was, but confidently said that he could solve the dilemma that Abuda faced.

"Huh?"

Abda frowned, a cold light came out of his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Now I'll give you a chance to say the purpose of this, otherwise I will let you know that the scimitar in my hand is sharp?" ”

"Haha..."

The middle-aged man laughed, he didn't take Abda's threat seriously at all, but looked at Abda with a sneer: "General Abda, killing me is just a matter of your words, but you must understand that if you kill me, then what awaits you is only destruction." ”

"Humph! Now on this Xiongnu steppe, who can threaten me, what a joke! ”

Abda snorted coldly.

"General Abda, since I can come here, I must know the situation that the general is facing at this time, if the general has been like this, then I have nothing to say."

The middle-aged man shook his head, then turned around and was about to leave.

"Stop, tell me what you can do?"

Seeing that the middle-aged man was really leaving, Abda's face changed, and he stopped his figure.

"Huh!"

The middle-aged man smiled at the corner of his mouth, turned around slowly, looked at Abda, who looked a little anxious, and slowly spoke: "It's not difficult to solve the problem of your tribe, general, it depends on whether you dare or not, general!" ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Abuda frowned.

"Is the general thinking of returning to the depths of the grassland to occupy the court of the Huns?"

The middle-aged man asked rhetorically.

"Not bad!"

Abda nodded and admitted that there was nothing that could not be admitted by this time.

"Did the general encounter tribes along the way, all of which have become ruins, and the water and food in each tribe are no longer edible?"

The middle-aged man asked rhetorically.

"Yes, it does!"

Abda nodded.

"Do you know why?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and asked rhetorically.

"I don't know!"

Abda shook his head.

.........