I can't see through what Yingtian is thinking, but after so many things, I can be 100% sure that Yingtian must have something else planned.

In a trance, on Yingtian's body, he saw the shadow of the First Emperor.

"This ninth prince is much more cautious than imagined, and has been showing his false face." Jin Lao sighed, but he could only see this, and no matter how much content he had, he couldn't see through it.

Then.

Everyone turned their eyes to the Carthage live broadcast room, full of curiosity, not knowing how the head of the Di family would choose.

The head of the Di family squinted his eyes slightly, trying to hide the killing intent in his heart.

I don't understand, Luo Fan, an idiot, what is he doing when he runs in at this time.

His panicked expression just now must have been seen by everyone, and if he wanted to play tricks and scare Yingtian away, it would have no effect.

Now, almost ten deaths, and the most dangerous moment has come, but he still refuses to give up hope, and his brain is spinning rapidly, trying to find a solution.

"Your Excellency the King, you are talking, ordinary people have a chance to live, but you and I, as kings and traversers, can only die."

Luo Fan lost his initial respect, and his voice was full of chagrin and impatience.

Under the threat of death, most people will reveal their true nature, because there is no extra mind to continue to disguise.

"No, we are not eliminated, as long as you live, we still have hope, then Yingtian will definitely not succeed." The head of the Di family suppressed the killing intent in his heart, his eyes rolled, and a bold idea faintly appeared in his heart.

"What?"

Luo Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and anticipation inevitably appeared in his eyes.

It's hard to get a few decades of life, and before I have time to enjoy it, I have to die, so I am naturally very unwilling.

"I'll arrange for a group of people to get you out of here, and as long as you live, we still have hope." The head of the Di family patted Luo Fan on the shoulder, and tried to squeeze out a few tears in his eyes.

The moment he lowered his head, a hint of banter flashed in his eyes.

It was the only way he could think of it.

Use Luo Fan to divert the attention of Yingtian and others, and disperse the forces of Great Qin, thereby increasing the chances of victory for Carthage.

As for whether Luo Fan dies or not, does it still matter?

It's just a traverser, no different from waste.

"But."

Luo Fan was stunned, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

He is not a fool, he knows his worth, and he will definitely attract hunting.

"Yingtian is at most just sending a small number of people to hunt you down, there is absolutely no danger, I will send someone to protect you, don't hesitate, I'll send you away now, be sure to hurry."

The head of the Di family didn't give Luo Fan a chance to resist, and quickly pulled him outside, waved and called a team of soldiers to escort him away.

At this point, there is no way but to survive with a broken arm.

"Come, pass my order, and tell those damned people that if they become Roman slaves, Yingtian will exhaust them to death, and there is absolutely no chance of survival."

The head of the Di family took a strong breath and spoke again.

There is absolutely no rest at this time, there are so many things to deal with.

Everyone in the live broadcast room looked at this scene and couldn't help but look at each other.

There are many smart people among the kings of various countries, and in just an instant, they understood the mind of the head of the Mei family, which was to treat Luo Fan as a substitute for the dead!

The king of the state of Tu saw through this plan, but he did not tell Luo Fan the truth, but chose to remain silent.

As the head of the Di family said, if Luo Fan is dead, it will not affect the country of Carthage, and if Carthage falls, it will really be over, and it is useless for Luo Fan to live.

Whether this trick will work or not, no one knows.

Fortunately for the Turks, Wang Li led an elite army to fight outside and has not yet returned.

In the past half a year, not only has Yingtian become famous in the West, but Wang Li's name is also well-known.

……

Human memory has a time limit, and many things will be forgotten after a long time.

Like what......

Meng Tian!

Kilometers in the sky.

Meng Tian stood on the hot air balloon, his hands behind his back, his eyes showing high fighting intent.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's been a few months since the battle of Fuso, right?" Meng Tian said meaningfully.

For the past few days, in addition to resupplying in some remote places, it has been flying at high altitudes.

"General, we have almost run through the entire Peacock Dynasty, and in half a day at most, we can reach the previous Hundred Rider Dynasty!" Meng Yi stood beside him, holding the map in his hand, and after measuring it for a while, he said murderously.

After the end of the First World War in Fusang, everyone in the world thought that Meng Tian should return to the dynasty and recuperate, but Meng Tian did not do this, but gave birth to a bold idea, crossing the Peacock Dynasty and attacking the base camp!

The idea was risky, but if it succeeded, it would have dealt a heavy blow to Ashoka.

"Brothers, you have worked hard, and after the attack on the Peacock Dynasty, General Ben will allow you to celebrate for a whole month, and General Ben will produce gold."

Meng Tian turned around, looked at the dozens of other soldiers in the hot air balloon behind him, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly at the throat.

These soldiers followed him from birth to death for nearly a year, which made him feel a little distressed.

"Hehe, General, that's what you said, don't regret it when the time comes." Blindfolded eyes lit up, excited eyes lit up.

"Get out!"

Meng Tian laughed and scolded, kicking him in the ass.

Meng Tian loved soldiers like a son in the past, and he was very prestigious among soldiers, not very cold.

"General, the temperature here is a bit high, and this herb can prevent the heat from rising into your body." An old man stood beside him, took out a medicinal herb, and handed it to Meng Tian.

"Old goat, you are still careful, brothers, do you hear me, quickly take out the herbs." Meng Tian crumpled it and stuffed it into his mouth at will, and reminded the soldier next to him.

There is no record in the history books that the ancient army of Great Qin has formed a specific system, and every time it goes out, it will carry some medicinal herbs and medical personnel.

If it is in a special environment, it will also lead special troops to fight.

It is not much different from the combat units of later generations.

After another half a day, Meng Tian and the others came to the southernmost island, made sure that there was no one around, and landed carefully.

The soldiers were quick enough to defuse the balloon and find a place to hide.

With these hot air balloons, even if you encounter danger, you have a chance to escape, which can be regarded as leaving a way back.

Like Xiang Yu, who likes to fight against the water, there are only a few.

"Meng Yi, you personally take someone to check if there are any enemies around to set up eyeliners." Meng Tian didn't joke anymore, his eyes became solemn.

While an ambush is unlikely, it's always good to be wary of some.

With these old Qin people to fight in a foreign land, any one of them died, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

"Yes."

Meng Yi put away the smile on his face and personally led a team of scouts to the front to investigate the news.

It was a full two hours before he returned with his people.

"General, there is a small village five kilometers away, and there are about a dozen families in it, who make a living by fishing, and there is no one else, who is lowly to prevent the grass from startling the snake, and has not killed them."

Meng Yi took out a piece of paper from his pocket, picked up the pen and drew back and forth a few times, drew a simple topographic map, as well as the coordinates of the village, and pointed to the top and said.

To be precise, this place is not within the scope of the Mauryan Dynasty, but also belongs to the Baiyan Dynasty.

After the Mauryan Dynasty defeated the Baicheng Dynasty half a year ago, it also sent some people to build here, but the laziness of the Indo-Turkish people is engraved in their bones, and without the monitoring of Ashoka, no one takes it as a thing at all, and after fooling around for a while, the matter is over.

The Mauryan Empire occupies a very wide area, and Ashoka is beyond the reach of the whip, and he is powerless to manage.

"Each of you will lead an army and go to the Mauryan Empire alone, and then meet when you reach the border to prevent anyone from discovering you." Meng Tian waved his hand, called several captains around him, and opened his mouth to order.

"General rest assured."

After each of the five captains led the troops, they rushed towards the border of the Mauryan Empire.

As for food and water, there is no need to worry, there are many small villages on the road, and after raiding these villages, you can naturally get food.

Moreover, due to the geographical location of the Mauryan Empire, the crops were ripened three times a year, and some fruits or game could occasionally be picked on the road.

As time passed, Meng Tian found that his orders were a bit excessive.

Except for a few villages, there was hardly a single soldier in sight.

Meng Tian didn't know that the Mauryan Empire was preparing for war during this time and planned to attack the Rest Empire.

As a result, many soldiers were withdrawn.

In addition, the Baicheng Dynasty was surrounded by the sea on three sides, and Ashoka never thought that someone would land from here, so naturally he would not send heavy troops to guard it.

Seven days later, the army's advance was halted.

It was not the Mauryan soldiers who stood in their way, but the population.

"General, there are about a dozen small villages ahead, connected together, with a population of more than 100,000, it is a little difficult to touch them quietly, do you need to kill them all?" Meng Yi raised his hand and made a gesture of cutting off his head.

Some barbarians are just no different from pigs and sheep, and if they are killed, they will be killed.

Those who are not of my race will have different hearts!

The only value is to be a slave.

"Order the commanders on both sides to form an encirclement and slaughter these 100,000 people to prevent leakage of news." Meng Tian frowned and thought for a moment, his eyes full of pain.

A hundred thousand slaves, how many mines can be mined?

It's really distressing to kill it like this.

But although the 40,000 soldiers around him are all fierce generals, they can't stand the crowd, once the news leaks, the Mauryan Dynasty will send soldiers to encircle and suppress, and it will be difficult to escape at that time.

The two surrounding armies fanned outflank the front, like a devil in the night, quietly slaughtering.

All of this is done in silence.

The Mauryan Dynasty is really too backward, so backward that ordinary people can't imagine it by their imagination.

Rows of villages, standing on the ground, but a closer look reveals that most of them are thatched huts, more primitive tribes than villages.

Not to mention the guards, not even the fence.

The most incredible thing for Meng Tian is that most of these people are ragged and tattered.

This is a scene that has never been seen before in Great Qin.

"It's even worse than the refugees in the camps." His eyes were full of disbelief.

Just now, I just glanced at it from a distance, and the future is near, so I don't know that these people are so backward.

If it weren't for the fact that he looked like a man and could walk upright, he would have thought it was some kind of unknown creature.

"Perhaps, the Mauryan Empire is far more hands-on than we imagined." Meng Tian commanded thoughtfully.

As the order was given, in the extremely silent village, in an instant, a miserable scream sounded.

At the beginning, the people of the Mauryan Dynasty did not realize that it was the enemy army, and thought that it was a powerful beast, and when nearly one-tenth of the people were killed, they reacted that it was the enemy and wanted to resist, but not to mention weapons such as spears, not even shovels and other sundries, except for bare hands, there was no way.

If it was an adult man, it could cause some trouble to Daqin, but most of these people were powerless.

As early as half a year ago, the adult men were recruited by Emperor Ashoka, and those who remained here were some sick and disabled.

"Kill!"

Qin Bing roared in a low voice, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

It's not so much a war as a massacre.

The battle was much faster than expected, and in just one day and one night, the place became silent.

What shocked Meng Tian was that the Great Qin soldiers had zero casualties!

No way?

Meng Tian looked at the battle report that came, and rubbed his eyes vigorously, wondering if there was an illusion.

Not only him, but the lieutenant general next to him, as well as several captains and commanders, were also dumbfounded.

It was the first time that the people had been involved in countless wars, and this was the first time they had encountered such a situation.

"General Chuan Ben ordered to go down, rest here for a day, and set off again tomorrow." Meng Tian took a deep breath, gathered his mind, and raised his hand to give orders to the people around him.

Although the people here are as weak as chickens, he did not let his guard down, and arranged for enough soldiers to patrol at night to prevent accidents.

……

It is more than 3,000 kilometers away from Meng Tian and others.

On the grassland, piles of bonfires are lit, connected to each other, and they look very terrible at night.

A woman sat by the fire, stretched out her hand to tuck her hair, leaned her back against the body of a behemoth, and looked at the stars in the sky, and couldn't help but feel a little longing in her heart.

Not far away, there were nearly 20,000 women, a lot of them, but everyone was quiet, sitting quietly on the ground, and no one was talking to each other.

This woman is Ying Ying.

After receiving the secret letter from her father, she did not hesitate and led the soldiers to Rome for the first time.

But Rome is extremely far away from Daqin, and after a long two-month journey, it has not even reached half the distance.

Ying Ying took out the map and looked at it for a while, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Go to the Rest Empire in the distance, find a way to investigate, see if there is any news of the Ninth Prince, by the way, remember to inquire about the news about Daqin again, don't expose your traces, get rid of your eyes, and protect your own safety."

Ying Ying's lips opened lightly, and she gently called out to a woman, and whispered a command.

These people are nominally her soldiers, but all of them have been trained by her own hands, and they have a deep affection for each other, not relatives but more like relatives.

"Your Royal Highness the Princess, rest assured."

A petite woman nodded slightly, took out a dye and applied it to her body, turning into a color similar to her surroundings, jumping and disappearing in front of her eyes.

"Lao Jiu, you really make this princess easy to find, and when I see you, I must kick your ass hard." Ying Ying stretched out her jade finger, grabbed the rabbit leg next to her, and after taking a big bite, she waved her small pink fist and said viciously.

Hearing Her Royal Highness the princess mention Yingtian, the surrounding women couldn't help but show a smile on their faces.

Ying Tiangui is the ninth son of the Great Qin and the second Qin who was appointed inside, but he is very kind and has given them a lot of help, and everyone remembers Ying Tian's love.

Therefore, even though Ying Ying did not give an order, everyone was trying their best to hurry along the way.

……

Ahh

"It's strange, could it be that someone is cursing me, who could it be?"

Yingtian was lying on the lap of the Roman princess, and suddenly opened her eyes, a trace of vigilance flashed in her eyes, and she looked around carefully.

After making sure there was no threat, he let out a long breath.

"I clearly feel a murderous aura, someone must want to harm me."

Yingtian closed his eyes again, but for some reason, there was always a murderous aura lingering in his heart, making it difficult for people to continue to sleep.

He shifted his posture and turned his head to stare directly at Alexander Yun next to him.

Could it be that she wants to harm me?

Seeing this scene, netizens in the live broadcast room couldn't help but look weird.

: Ying Lao Liu, how afraid of death, just sneezing, so vigilant

:Hum! It must be that there are too many bad things, and people who have ghosts in their hearts are like this

: In other words, is it possible that Ying Lao Liu ran to Rome because he couldn't stay in Daqin anymore?

: Damn, there is really such a possibility, Ying Lao Liu's belly is black, I don't know how many people have been harmed in Daqin, maybe he was banished here

In addition to the Xia people, netizens from other forces began to vomit bitterness.

The psychological pressure that Yingtian gave them was too great, and they had to pour out.

It's a pity that Yingtian can't see the barrage, otherwise he will definitely have to defend himself, where is this son annoying!

"What do you see? Believe it or not, look again and gouge out your eyes. ”

Yingtian glanced at Alexander Yun and said angrily.

Standing up from the princess's lap, he ordered Alexander Yun to be taken outside the city to observe the recent achievements.

It was an integral part of his daily life.

Every day, he will take Alexander Yun to work as an overseer outside the city, so as to farm attribute points.

It's a bit of a frustration that after coming back from Germain for so long, the traverser still hasn't been caught.

"Your Majesty, there is news in later generations that Luo Fan, the traveler of Carthage, was escorted away by an army and went to the Pyramid Country, but I don't know if I am suspicious, and I don't know where he is now."

Alexander Yun stood next to Yingtian, looked at the magnificent Mausoleum of Emperor Qin II in the distance, and whispered and said.

There are both advantages and disadvantages to traversers, and the biggest disadvantage is that they are under the surveillance of the afterlife anytime and anywhere, even if they intentionally want to hide, it is impossible.

"It's in line with what the Carthaginian merchants did, is this treating this man as an outcast?" Yingtian was stunned.

Not too much of a surprise.

In the first year of coming to Rome, I knew that the Carthaginian group was the most treacherous, and they only had gold in their eyes.

If it weren't for the national war system, which tied the fate of all the people together, absolutely no one would fight for them.

This is also the reason why many people choose to leave the front line and surrender to Daqin.

Anyway, the original life is miserable, no matter how bad it is, how bad can it be?

"Luo Fan has more than 20,000 people with him, although most of them are some militiamen, but it is still difficult to arrest him back." Alexander Yun added cautiously.

His eyes were full of worry, afraid that after Luo Fan was caught, he would lose his value.

For Yingtian, the only value of the machine is the camera.

Once Yingtian has Luo Fan by her side, she will really become an outcast.

In the live broadcast room, the Italian sighed lightly, feeling a little helpless, but helpless.

Yingtian glanced at her, did not speak, and fell into deep thought.

Since he can know about this matter, it also means that everyone in the future can know about it, and after other forces learn of this news, there is a high probability that they will send troops to arrest Luo Fan.

The reward of the national war system is judged by the death of the last person, for example, Yingtian killed the three kings of Carthage, but if someone else kills Luo Fan after this, then Daqin will also not be able to get the reward.

To put it simply, as long as people from other forces capture Luo Fan, and then wait for the end of the war between Great Qin and Carthage to kill Luo Fan, they can easily get rewards.

"The head of the Di family is really insidious and cunning, and he wants to stir up the situation on the Western battlefield before he dies." Yingtian said meaningfully.

You don't need to ask anything, you can guess the ins and outs of it with a little thought.

Hearing Yingtian's words, King Xiong, Wang Lao and others felt more and more emotionally Yingtian's greatness in their hearts.

Being able to have the same experience as them at this age shows how extraordinary this teenager is.

This is not some conspiracy, but a naked conspiracy.

This was to tempt the forces to take action, so as to kill each other and buy a respite for Carthage.

There are fewer people in the Yingtian faction, and they can't snatch Luo Fan from many forces, and there are more people in the faction, and they can't destroy Carthage in a short time, no matter what, the country of Carthage is invincible.

It's nothing more than the loss of Luo Fan, an outcast.

"Your Majesty, won't you send someone to arrest Luo Fan back?" Seeing that Yingtian didn't give an order, Alexander Yun couldn't help but ask subconsciously in confusion.

Since she knew that she couldn't leave Yingtian's control, she became more and more respectful to Yingtian.

Yingtian turned his head and glanced at her, like looking at an idiot, too lazy to speak.

This news has spread throughout the West, and the devil knows how many forces have sent soldiers to arrest Luo Fan, and it is better to take the opportunity to attack other forces than to catch Luo Fan thanklessly.

(End of chapter)