Standing on the top of Wolf Juxu Mountain.

Ying Xuan looked into the distance.

The grassland on the east side and the desert on the west side seem to be a vertical line dividing heaven and earth.

The vision is vast, and people can't help but feel heroic in their hearts.

Ying Xuan couldn't help but sigh.

"It deserves to be the sacred mountain of the Huns."

The Xiongnu believed in immortality, and the wolf dwelling in Xu Mountain was the "Mount Tai" in their minds.

Just because of the succession or the major events of the race, they will always sacrifice to the heavens in the Wolf Juxu Mountain for the heavens to make it clear.

This is their sacrificial shrine and spiritual belief.

Ying Xuan stands here to really understand.

Why is Feng Wolf Juxu the highest apex of the pursuit of personal merit as a military general in ancient times.

Why did Feng Wolf Juxu become the most blood-soaked poem of literati and ink writers?

Ying Xuan took a deep breath and looked into the distance.

To the west and north of 100 miles, there is Guyan Mountain and Wangting Dragon City!

There was the last line of defense of the Huns.

Ying Xuan seemed to be looking down at the moment.

My heart is full of pride.

Liu Bang behind him had passionate eyes and a low voice.

"From ancient times to the present, no one in my Chinese land has ever been able to expand the land here!"

"Such a feat will surely go down in history."

"To be able to follow His Highness, we are really fortunate to have three lives."

Erniu didn't understand the heart-pounding meaning of leaving a name in history.

But at this moment, he followed Ying Xuan's gaze.

It was also said loudly.

"This is where it is, sooner or later, the royal court will also surrender at the feet of the prince like this wolf Juxu Mountain."

Liu Bang laughed.

I appreciate Erniu's fearless courage.

But the Xiongnu court does not only refer to Dragon City, after all, Maudun has a huge territory and powerful cavalry.

Even if they are temporarily defeated in front of Ying Xuan, they can escape.

If you want Dragon City to surrender, it is simple, and you want the royal court to surrender.

It's really hard!

Han Xin beside him also spoke.

"That's a mistake!"

"After all, the royal court has hundreds of thousands of cavalry, and even if you escape, you can escape most of them."

"They won't stand stupidly waiting for us to kill!"

Liu Bang was very appreciative after hearing this, and finally felt it.

This kid is finally reliable and can keep up with his own thinking.

But Han Xin didn't stop and continued.

"So we can't ink!"

"Your Highness, the last general thinks that we should immediately attack Dragon City now."

"We will surround the dragon city and kill one by one."

"Let's see if that Maudun still has the energy to fight against Henan."

"If he turns back, we will retreat eastward."

"If he doesn't come back and completely abandon Dragon City, we will go around the back and give him a fatal blow!"

Han Xin's eyes flashed with an inexplicable look.

The palms of the hands are pressed together, and they are swung down like knives.

Liu Bang, who had frozen his expression, shuddered.

Erniu also swallowed his saliva.

Muttered.

"You're radical, you're aggressive!"

Ying Xuan laughed loudly.

Han Shin's offer was not rejected.

Instead, he said it loudly.

"Prepare the cattle and sheep!"

"Today, I will seal the Zen sacrifice in this Wolf Juxu Mountain!"

"Let the Huns see."

"Their holy mountain has also fallen at the feet of my Great Qin!"

Ying Xuan's voice fell.

Han Xin's face froze.

Gasp.

Good guy, I just want to kill Hu people.

Childe is good, but killing people is still punishing.

Seal Zen and worship the sky on the holy mountain of people.

This is even more vicious than playing with their wives and concubines in front of them.

Liu Bang's eyes widened.

Keep shaking your head.

"Just this once, I'm afraid that the faith in the hearts of the Huns will completely collapse!"

"Ruthless! Ruthless enough! ”

As smoke rises.

On the wolf Juxu Mountain, a temporary and simple altar was really set up.

Drums thundered all around.

30,000 Great Qin soldiers roared.

The heavens and the earth shook, and the Hun scouts who had been staring at them were still puzzled.

When you really see it, the smoke rises, and the altar looks like a sacrifice.

Suddenly his heart was broken, and he frantically ran to the north to report the news.

Dozens of miles to the north.

Temporarily stopped in the camp of the Great Army.

King Zuo Gu Li's face was ashamed.

The army of hundreds of thousands was driven away by thousands of people.

Not to mention going south to attack Qin.

Even the holy mountain was lost.

This time it was a real loss of face.

In front of him, Bao Qu and Lan Lin Jian half-knelt on the ground.

Bao Qu tearfully told all the experiences.

I also repeated it a few times with determination.

"Then the Qin people are seducing us!"

"Tens of thousands of people came down, and there was still so much movement on the mountain."

"There are definitely 100,000 soldiers."

"Lan Lin Jian really didn't lie."

"What he said was true."

"And why didn't the eldest son of Great Qin kill him!"

"My subordinates have a clue too."

After Bao Qu finished speaking, he glanced at King Zuogu in horror.

Now he had to justify Lan Linjian's lack of death.

Otherwise, how he himself survived cannot be explained at all.

Sure enough, when he heard this, King Zuogu raised his gloomy eyes.

Say it word by word.

"Tell me about it!"

Bao Qu was sweating, he knew that in this big defeat, King Zuogu Li didn't know how angry he was.

As long as this reason does not satisfy him.

The two of them will surely become the targets and tools for him and the soldiers outside to vent their anger.

It won't be easy to die then.

"The last general thinks that the eldest son of Great Qin just wants to pretend to be suspicious."

"Makes you suspicious of the Lan Lin Sword."

"If it doesn't work once, then twice, three times."

"Even if you don't even let me go, you have to kill him personally!"

"Only in this way will the Lan clan completely make enemies with you."

"After all, he is the strongest and most promising person of the Lan family's generation."

"You still forcibly borrowed it from the Lan family, from Shan Yu."

"If you die in your hands like this, I'm afraid that the Lan clan will be suspicious."

"I can't get by just on face!"

"That eldest son of Great Qin, he has a deep scheming, just to drive a wedge between my Hu tribes!"

After hearing this, King Zuo Guli's eyes narrowed.

didn't say anything, just looked at Baoqu.

Bao Qu's complexion remains unchanged, but his throat is constantly undulating.

Uncontrolled massive spillage of sweat from the tip of the nose.

At this moment, scouts in the distance suddenly ran.

didn't even care about retribution, so he shouted angrily.

"King!"

"Oh no! That Qin people actually sacrificed on the holy mountain! ”

"They worship heaven in our holy place!"

The scout's voice stunned everyone who heard it.

King Zuo Gu stood up suddenly.

His fists trembled.

He wanted to make a violent noise and lead the army to kill.

But the only reason he had left made him forcibly hold back his mighty anger back to his heart.

He knew as long as he shouted out.

The soldiers will surely follow him and fight back.

This kind of humiliation, they don't want to die.

But he couldn't do that, he couldn't take the lives of 100,000 soldiers as child's play.

It was as if he had been hammered heavily in his heart, and the green muscles of Zuo Gu Liwang burst out.

The teeth creak until a few breaths later.

He flushed and sat back again.

Everyone was watching him, waiting for his instructions.

But King Zuogu Li said as if nothing happened.

"Sacrifice to sacrifice, wait for us to lay down Xianyang."

"We are also worshipping the heavens in Xianyang Palace!"

"What does that mean?"

The words are lighthearted.

But the timbre is extremely hoarse.

It was like a broken sound after a hundred roars.

Everyone was silent.

Lan Lin Jian could also feel that King Zuo Gu Li was already trying his best to remain calm.

King Zuogu waved his hand, allowing the scout to continue staring.

And don't pay any attention to it.

The scout opened his mouth, but finally sighed helplessly.

This breath seems to be some kind of supporting energy.

At the moment when he spit out, his originally high-spirited figure suddenly looked a little rickety.

King Zuo Gu Li watched this scene deadly.

He knew that the soldiers would be devastated by this.

He also knew that what the other party wanted was to completely trample on and crush their Hu people's beliefs.

But he couldn't do anything.

He dared to stand up to an army of 100,200,000 Qin people.

Dare to face the most elite soldiers and phalanx of Great Qin.

But it can't stand against these few thousand silver-armored heavy riders.

After the scout left, King Zuogu Liwang continued to say to Bao Qu in a hoarse voice.

"That Great Qin Elder Son just wants to destroy our faith!"

"You're right, this man's scheming viciousness is rare in the world."

"He let Lan Lin Jian go, probably just to make me suspicious and make a feud with the Lan clan."

King Zuogu Li waved his hand and let the two of them retreat very generously.

"Go back to the tribe and appease your soldiers well."

"After a few more hours of rest, we will evacuate north overnight!"

After the words were spoken, Bao Qu was excited.

He held the Lan Lin Sword without saying a word, and wanted to walk outside the tent.

And Lan Lin Jian's eyes were blank, just his head was lowered.

He kept muttering.

"Why?"

"What the hell is he trying to do?"

King Zuogu Li waved his hand, and the guards on both sides pulled down the tents on both sides.

Until it blocks everyone's view.

Zuo Gu Liwang's stomach twitched, and his chest rose and fell.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

His eyes widened, and he stared in the direction of Wolf Juxu Mountain.

"Take my holy mountain and kill my soldiers!"

"Today, the holy mountain is sacrificed."

"Da Qin Gongzi, you and my left side have formed an enmity that does not share the sky!"

"One day, I'm going to grab you with my own hands, peel your skin and cramp."

"Sacrifice to the Immortal Heaven!"

The oath of King Zuogu Li, Lan Lin Jian couldn't hear it.

Bao Qu carried him all the way back to his tribe.

Picked a vault and threw him in.

"Don't dwell on it anymore, you are no longer the invincible myth of my Hu people, and you don't need to hold on to your previous pride."

"The only thing you have to do to survive until now is to be happy!"

"From now on, you and I are grasshoppers on a rope."

"In the future, no matter who you meet, you will have to answer in the words I just said when asked."

"If you say the wrong thing, not only you and I will die, but even his family relatives and friends will inevitably suffer."

Bao Qu glanced at Lan Lin Jian, who was a little sluggish.

Finally, he said sharply.

"Think clearly, is it important why he didn't kill you, or the lives of your wife and children!"

These harsh words finally brought Lan Lin Jian back to his senses.

He nodded slightly.

Bao Qu snorted coldly.

Their tribe was originally in the center of the army.

But because of this defeat, he has been placed on the edge of the army.

I don't know how much dissent there will be in the clan.

Out of the dome of the bag Qu angry.

If it weren't for the fact that he and Lan Lin Sword were one now.

The one who killed him must be himself.

With a cold snort, Bao Qu turned around and left.

The Lanlin Sword in the vault.

The mouth constantly soothes himself.

"That's right, he's right."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter why he let himself go."

"It's all gone!"

Lan Linjian's eyes were slightly closed, as if he wanted to completely erase Ying Xuan's unpredictable smile from his mind.

He rubbed his calf, which had been crushed by the horse.

Forced to stand up.

moved to the felt before lying down heavily.

Exhaled as if everything was a nightmare.

He just wanted to wake up, he was still in the Wang Tinglan clan, and none of this happened.

……

The sun is gradually setting.

The summer heat has not yet arrived.

The cold of winter has not completely dissipated.

Most of the soldiers in the camp wore another one on their thin right arm.

The campfire was not lit.

The movement of the soldiers sorting out their bags woke up Lan Lin Jian.

He rolled over and got up, grabbing the stick that someone had brought to him at some point.

Walked out with a bang.

Outside, people were in a hurry.

A lot of the baggage that was originally discarded was brought back by those who fled on a detour.

At this moment, some of the tribesmen chose clothes, and some hid their money.

All are preparing for a major migration.

Lan Lin Jian sighed, it turned out that everything was not a dream.

At this time, a young boy beside him saw him, but he hurriedly ran over.

"General!"

"You have a leg injury, how can you move around at will."

"You don't have to worry, when you leave, I will lead the horse to camel you."

Lan Lin Jian smiled slightly.

In the past two days, I have been really frightened by that Yingxuan's play.

Although he knew that the boy must have been sent by Baoqu.

But feeling this kindness, I still have a little warmth in my heart.

"It's okay."

"This little injury is insignificant, and it won't take two days to he."

looked at the boy who hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to support him.

Lan Lin Jian smiled again.

"No need!"

"I'm not weak enough yet."

Lan Lin Jian raised his hand and refused.

Seeing that the young man kept his head down and didn't dare to look at him, he turned his head sideways to see the side of the young man's face.

But he suddenly realized that no matter how hard he tried, it was clear that the side face was in front of him.

But I just can't see it clearly.

Lan Lin Jian suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and the muscles in his whole body tensed in an instant.

It was at this moment.

A scathing, familiar voice rang out.

"Not weak enough to do that?"

"Which part are you not weak?"

"You're not weak like this?"

"How weak do you want to be?"

The young man Huo Ran looked up.

Almost just in front of Lan Linjian.

The goosebumps on Lan Linjian's body exploded instantly.

What a familiar face it was.

"Ying Xuan!"

"Ying Xuan!"

"Why are you here!"

Lan Lin Jian retreated frantically and fell to the ground weakly.

He watched Ying Xuan, who had a weird smile, getting closer.

Frightened inexplicably.

The original vaults on both sides suddenly turned black.

The people who packed their bags all lay on the ground at some point.

staring at his eyes, he was in a terrible state of death.

The blood on the ground flowed backwards, spreading little by little upwards along his fingertips.

Ying Xuan in front of him looked at him sarcastically.

The mouth kept talking.

"You're so weak, you're really weak!"

"You're too weak!"

Lan Lin Jian watched all this in horror.

I wanted to flee like crazy, but the blood clinging to my hands was like maggots attached to the bones.

No matter how hard you struggle, you can't get rid of it.

Ying Xuan's voice kept echoing in his ears like a ghost.

The blood of Hu Ren's tragic death drowned him little by little.

Before Lan Lin Jian was suffocated, he could only shout in horror one last time.

"Nope! No! No! ”

……

"Bang!"

The wooden stick placed next to the felt was slapped a few steps away by Lan Linjian.

He jerked up, gasping for air in horror.

Outside the vault, the sound of people packing their bags and preparing to evacuate could be heard again.

Lan Lin Jian was stunned for a few breaths, and he didn't even care about the pain in his legs.

He didn't even dare to take the stick not far away.

Hurriedly jumped out of the vault on one leg.

Lifting the tent, the noisy camp poured into view, and the real world was safe and sound.

The crisp air of the night hit his face, and he instantly sobered up.

Lan Lin Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this time.

"General!"

"You have a leg injury, how can you move around at will."

"You don't have to worry, when you leave, I will lead the horse to camel you."

Lan Lin Jian only felt that the hairs on his body stood up.

He looked back in horror.

A teenager came running briskly.

Lan Lin Jian almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the young man raised his head, and the clear face finally made the fear in his heart dissipate slightly.

The young man went into the vault and took out the wooden stick, trying to let the Lan Lin sword hold it.

Kelan Lin Jian shook his head in a panic.

For some reason, he always had a bad premonition.

"When are we going to evacuate?"

The young man replied in a crisp voice.

"There is still an hour, when the tribesmen drive back the cattle and sheep that were originally hidden, we will leave!"

Lan Lin Jian's brows furrowed.

"Where's the bag?"

"Take me to him!"

The young man was not surprised, but said with some embarrassment.

"The general said, before retreating to Guyan Mountain."

"I'm not going to let you see anyone!"

"Including him."

Lan Lin Jian was angry.

"Why?"

"I am the first general of the Lan clan, he is a twenty-four chief, how can he manage me!"

"If he doesn't see him, I'll go to see King Li!"

"Can't wait any longer, leave immediately."

"That Yingxuan may catch up again at any time!"

The young man's face was surprised.

"No, it won't!"

"They are fighting one after another, and no matter how elite they are, they shouldn't be able to raise their swords."

"How could it be possible to catch up again!"

Lan Lin Jian looked anxious.

He didn't know how to explain it.

But there was a voice in his heart, constantly urging him to escape.

looked at the young man with a puzzled expression in front of him.

He felt powerless.

Even the teenager couldn't be convinced.

How could he convince King Zuoguli, who was already suspicious of him.

……

And at this moment, under the cold moonlight.

To the southeast of the garrison of the Great Army.

A touch of silver, indeed as he thought, was quickly crossing the mountains and rivers.

(End of chapter)