In the autumn of 130 B.C., outside the mouth of the tiger, it was evening, a strange wind swept by, and then a figure appeared out of thin air.

In the distance, there seemed to be the sound of horses' hooves fading away.

"It's a familiar scene. ”

Mu Shaoan muttered to himself in a low voice, then raised his nose and sniffed, then leaned over and pinched a handful of soil on the ground, twisted it for a moment, and then fell down with a sway.

Then, he began to unhurriedly probe the marks on the ground.

"There are a total of 121 ox carts, each ox cart carries a weight of about 5,000 catties, this is taking into account the richness of the laws of war in this world, there are 1,327 camels, 576 horses, the total number of the entire caravan should be between 800 and 900, before this there were fifteen scouts to search seven directions, that Zhao Ji, is in that direction. ”

Mu Shaoan's right hand was like a compass, first pointing to the north, then slowly moving 75 degrees, and finally frozen.

In the next second, he had already taken a step, although it was not a thousand meters in a step, but there were more than a hundred meters in one step, and in less than two minutes, he had already come to more than 30 miles away, and found a bunch of extinguished bonfires in the night, as well as a few bones that were left.

Mu Shaoan carefully squatted down beside the extinguished bonfire, observed carefully, and finally picked up a bone that had been eaten cleanly, put it on the end of his nose and smelled it, and then he stood up and said:

"That's it, although the Great Prophecy Technique used by the Virus Camp accurately predicted all my actions in the next ten months, the Great Prophecy Technique will never get the first-hand data in my body, and I don't know how far my strength has improved? They have misestimated at least one-third of my strength. This is also why they must shoot a TV series "The Legend of the Han General Wei Qing", not so much that the Zhao Ji in this history is my copy, but that it is the copy of the Zhao Ji in "The Legend of the Han General Wei Qing". ”

"That virus ancestor is really planning to move, it first used the fake Jing Ke to assassinate the Great Emperor Augustus, and then used this method to make me unclear, I have no choice but to personally enter the history to destroy this titular Mu Shao'an, in this way, the probability of it being able to escape from the Great Wall of the Great Wall is invisibly increased by a few points, maybe it will keep saying that it will not take me and Augustus in its eyes, but in fact, it is not willing to take risks. ”

"And without my vision of death, without the Holy Light Pursuit of the Great Emperor Augustus, this ancestor virus would be able to escape 100%, but unfortunately, the matter has come to this point, and the virus ancestor has no last resort and cannot be changed. ”

Speaking of this, Mu Shaoan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and muttered to himself for a long time, "The laws of war in this world have increased by 0.5%, and the immortal magic has been zero, and the laws of the laws have not changed, but the laws of solidification have increased by 1.5%, and the laws of history have actually increased by 5.6%, hehe, that ancestor virus is really generous, so I don't believe it, that Zhao Ji is its only means, this SSS+." The level of old monsters, but it has always existed since before Pangu opened the sky, so I can have 10,000 reasons to believe that in this world, there must be a clone of the ancestor virus, and this clone has been justifiably solidified into a historical figure. ”

"So that's why the 1.5% solidification law and 5.6% of the historical law have suddenly increased in this world, without the cover of these laws, the doppelganger of the progenitor virus cannot bypass the search of the Great Wall Firewall, and only by coming to this history in person can I detect the clues, those cleaners, it's really a good idea, and the ability to beat rabbits with grass is good, hmph, that's why you allow me to toss around in this world?"

"But, who is the doppelganger of the Ancestor Virus solidified in this history? Zhao Ji must be just a disguise, heck, this thing is a bit difficult, with my IQ, I can't think of more clues, then, according to the third criterion of the law of flipping the table, I should go to such a place to do something. ”

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After a few autumn rains, the weather immediately became much colder, so much so that one morning, a sudden white frost came, and no one felt abrupt.

The sound of whining and wah-la sounded, but it was in the Hun language, and with the sound of whipping, the day of the slaves' hard work began.

This is the most ordinary small tribe of Huns in the steppe, which can gather more than 60 Xiongnu warriors, more than 100 women and children, more than 20 old people, and more than 300 Han slaves like cattle.

From the siege of Liu Bangbaideng, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, to Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty, Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty, and even the early period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the Huns can be called the most powerful armed group in East Asia.

But this did not prevent the Huns from constantly plundering the Han people on the border.

Although this small Xiongnu tribe has a small number of people, it occupies a good pasture, and there are several very powerful white wolf warriors in the tribe, which are the S-level Hun cavalry.

So if there are no accidents, maybe in more than ten years, this will be a powerful Xiongnu tribe, and there will even be a few heroes like wolf kings in the future.

Until this cold morning, when the white frost and snow covered the meadow, when a group of Han slaves who were frozen to death and had blue faces trotted out to work under the drive of leather whips, they saw a smiling Han family, he was not tall, his clothes did not fit, he had no long things, oh no, he still held at least a piece of wood in his arms, and he was so lazy standing outside the gathering place of the Xiongnu tribe.

No one knows how he appeared, this is the hinterland of the Huns, and the royal court of the Huns' military ministers is only a few hundred miles away.

"Woo woo woo la"

An old Hun man with a whip shouted loudly and urgently, he was once a brave Hun warrior, but later he was hit by an arrow in the knee, and now although he is old and weak, he is still very sensitive to the unknown danger.

Strange shouts suddenly rang out on this cold morning, and more Huns were awakened from their sleep, and without bothering to put on their clothes, they picked up their weapons and rushed out of their tents.

"Run!"

One of the Han slaves shouted anxiously, but he only received a smile, and then, a gust of wind rose, blowing the grass blades and fluttering, like poplar catkins in spring, so light, so dreamy, it made people mistakenly think that they were in the warm Jiangnan.

The young Han family still held the wood in his arms and smirked there, as if nothing had happened, until the thick bloody aura spread.

Someone died, and there were many, but not their own,

As for that Han family, he was still laughing, laughing heartlessly.

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go, I'll take you home!"

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