Chapter Twenty-Eight: Surprise Them!
"Hahaha."
"Hahahaha!"
Tears mixed with blood dripped down.
Hu Yanzhuoyuan's hands were tightly clasped into the ground.
He had never been so humiliated in his life.
Even if he died, he should die as the patriarch of the Huyan clan.
Instead of being treated as an identityless seed like now!
Hu Yanzhuoyuan struggled to his feet.
Ignore the crowd in front of you.
turned around and looked at Ying Xuan, who had already arrived from a distance.
The moonlight fell on the silver-armored white rider.
It seems to be a curtain, reflecting the posture of Yingxuan's victor.
"Great Qin Eldest Son!"
"You're winning!"
"But don't be complacent."
"I still have hundreds of thousands of iron horsemen and countless horses!"
"When the wind and snow in the north melt, King Youxian will lead his troops south, and you will not end well."
"I'm waiting in the sky!"
As the words fell, Hu Yanzhuoyuan turned around suddenly, pulled out an arrow from the ground and rushed towards the lieutenant general.
Although everyone was shocked that this embarrassed old man was really the head of the Huyan family, one of the four nobles.
But the lieutenant still reacted very quickly.
The long sword in his hand slashed sideways.
Cut off the arrow, and reflexively waved it backhand.
"Poof!"
This Huyan patriarch finally died under the blade of the enemy's front.
The lieutenant was stunned.
Bai Zhong blinked.
"Is this man telling the truth?"
"You hundreds of thousands of iron horsemen, all gone?"
The rest of the Huyan soldiers watched this scene sadly.
Bow your head and admit it again.
"Our army was ambushed by the eldest son during the blizzard."
"100,000 iron horsemen, defeated and defeated, surrendered."
"It's long gone!"
"All the way to this place, I was chased and killed by the eldest son!"
The sad and indignant tone once again made the eyes of the generals in Guanzhong widen.
Bai Zhong glanced at the lieutenant general beside him.
"40,000 cavalry, a blizzard will annihilate hundreds of thousands of iron cavalry?"
"How?"
The Dark Guard muttered along.
"That's right! How did 40,000 people become 100,000 horsemen after fighting? ”
No one knew the truth, but Bai Zhong somehow thought of his father at this moment.
He has been following in the footsteps of his father Wu Anjun all his life.
Dreaming of even being able to repeat his father's achievements in 12 out of 12, he was satisfied.
But he didn't think that his ideal had not yet been realized, so he met a commander like the eldest son.
He looked up to the east.
At this moment, Yingxuan was dazzling in his eyes.
"Even if my father was alive, it would not be possible to do this to this extent, right?"
……
Ying Xuan rode past Huyan's vast side.
Not a word was spoken.
Hu Yan Haokuo had already hurried to follow.
He lowered his head and said loudly.
"Childe!"
"From today on, the Huyan clan is the blade in your hand!"
"Whatever your soldiers point to, we will definitely swear to the death!"
Hu Yan Haokuo's heart was very frightened at this moment.
The opposing army was simply too perfect, they did not lack food, they did not lack cavalry, they did not lack horses.
Its elite army can easily slaughter a mountain of blood corpses.
He found that he had no value in front of Ying Xuan!
When a person cannot generate any benefit to the other person.
So why did he leave a hidden danger?
No one is stupid!
Hu Yan Haokuo knew that before the Qin army completely took Henan.
He must show enough value, otherwise this indifferent and bloodthirsty Great Qin Elder Son will definitely not leave his 30,000 people!
But Ying Xuan just glanced at him.
Dropped a sentence indifferently.
"Guess what, Henan is lost."
"The entire Huyan Clan's hundreds of thousands of iron horsemen were damaged, and only yours were unscathed."
"After the news is transmitted back to the royal court, what will Mao Dun think of you?"
Ying Xuan's words made Hu Yan Haokuo freeze in place suddenly.
yes, he doesn't have a chance to go back!
With his suspicious character, he would surely be regarded as a traitor.
The only thing he can do now is to try his best to hold Ying Xuan's thighs and perform desperately.
Perhaps only in this way can the remaining people of the Huyan clan have a way to live by following Daqin!
Hu Yan Haokuo reacted.
Squeezed his eyes hard.
wanted to continue to say something, but Ying Xuan no longer paid attention to him.
Because Ying Xuan knew that there was only one way left for him to go.
A group of Guanzhong soldiers immediately dismounted when they looked at the approaching Yingxuan.
Salute respectfully and shout in unison.
"Meet the eldest son!"
Ying Xuan waved his hand, and his gaze fell on Hu Yan Zhuoyuan.
"How is Linhe now?"
Bai Zhong immediately stepped forward.
"The last general has sent an army of 100,000 to attack the city."
"According to the time, the troops should have arrived in the city by now!"
Ying Xuan nodded.
gestured to the tragic death of Huyan Zhuoyuan on the ground.
"Take his head with the mighty one."
"Let Huyan Haokuo be sent to Linhe City!"
Ying Xuan turned sideways and looked at Hu Yanhao, who was still a little stunned.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he said dangerously.
"I don't care how many people the Huyan clan can survive."
"But, they must be loyal to me!"
The words fell, and Hu Yanhao suddenly understood something.
Nodding vigorously and vigorously.
Only then did Ying Xuan retract his gaze.
Command someone to take out the map.
Pointing to the west side of the river, the vast territory of the Right Sage King.
"Enter the city today to rest, and follow me over Yin Mountain tomorrow to surprise the right virtuous king."
"Let him see, my Great Qin's iron cavalry is also invincible!"
"Let Maudun wake up from his big dreams!"
"Let the Hu people understand, but what will happen to those who provoke my Great Qin!"
That's right, Ying Xuan just wants to show off his muscles, and he wants to make Mao Dun and the left and right Xian Wang suspicious.
40,000 horsemen will finish off the Huyan clan.
How many horsemen can the 100,000 riders be able to defeat the Hu people?
If you don't scare the northern royal court, Yingxuan won't have a good year.
In fact, he was also a little anxious at the moment, and he was really tired after half a year of running.
The body is visibly tired.
It's also time to go back.
……
In the distance, at the moment when I saw the appearance of the Guanzhong army.
Si Gou Jae saw through the ending.
It was no surprise that I wrote down the last few words, and neatly sorted out the manuscript and picture scroll.
His eyes looked to the south.
"It's time to go back!"
Si Gou Jae understood.
The vast area of Henan has entered the territory of Daqin since today.
The meat that the eldest son ate has not yet been able to make him spit it out again!
The only people who dared to try it were the Jing clan who had completely disappeared.
Now there is only one city left in Henan, and it can't last long.
I'd better go back first and sort out all the things that happened this year.
Write a biography and send it out!
He had all the names in mind, so he called the prince his travels.
Si Gou Zai sighed when he thought of this.
He didn't want to use such a boring name.
Originally, his name was the prince's dry bone road!
But Xianyang can't be judged!
Meng Yi's side is stuck, but if he touches the slightest unfavorable words to the eldest son, he will be stuck!
Shaking his head, Si Go-jae decided to disguise himself first.
After the approval, write down what you have seen and heard!
Different from his ease.
Xianyang's Meng Yi was worried at the moment.
He yelled at the dark guard in front of him.
"Why is there no news again?"
"What about people? Didn't they all say that they all came back from the Qiang tribe? ”
"You can't stand a living army of 40,000?"
"How can I report to Your Majesty tomorrow?"
"I told Your Majesty with my mouth open that the crown prince is missing again?"
"You tell me! I have a few heads enough for His Majesty to cut off! ”
A furious Meng Yi slammed on the table.
As if he was puzzled, he kicked it away.
My heart is much more relaxed.
At this moment, he finally understood why His Majesty liked to do this every time.
It's really decompressing!
The secret guard below lowered his head and secretly glanced at Meng Yi's shadow of teeth and claws under the light of the oil lamp.
Said helplessly.
"Who let the son set the date before His Majesty came back!"
"Childe's character, we can't grasp it!"
Meng Yi roared again.
"You can't grasp the son, so you can't grasp the majesty?"
"Do you guess that on the day of the crown prince, but the prince did not come back, will Your Majesty cut off your head?"
"Don't go ahead and keep looking!"
(End of chapter)