Da Qin: Don’T Pretend, Your Father, I’M Qin Shihuang

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Hearing the news, Zhao Lang frowned involuntarily.

The grassland and Goguryeo are related to his retreat on land and water respectively.

There is a problem at this time, which is not good news.

It's just that Zhao Lang took all the letters, and after reading them quickly, his face became a little weird.

The grasslands and Goguryeo have indeed undergone major changes.

King Donghu on the grassland asked Mao Dun for a woman and a pasture, and others also gave it.

It just said that I wanted to meet King Donghu and express his own surrender.

In order to show off his strength, King Donghu actually took part of the royal court directly to the new pasture given by others.

When he saw this, Zhao Lang knew that the other party was definitely over.

Although he only dealt with Mouton a few times, to be honest, apart from arresting each other's children and Yan's.

There is not much progress.

As for the people who killed the Huns, they have become Shan Yu's Mouton, and they won't care about that little loss.

Of course, he did not suffer.

But King Donghu dared to lead people into other people's territory, Zhao Lang can only be said to be courageous.

Sure enough, after arriving in the pasture, King Donghu encountered an ambush and was taken away by Mao Dun, and the entire king's court was killed.

The entire royal family was basically slaughtered.

Fortunately, they didn't follow each other to the king's court at all, and stayed with Doudou'er in the Celestial Tribe, only to escape.

Now the whole East has become a mess.

The Huns will not let this opportunity pass, and will definitely attack further.

The situation is extremely critical.

Zhao Lang was not so worried about dying and the safety of the Celestial Tribe. The backbone of the Celestial Tribe could be withdrawn at any time as long as it was willing.

At most, it's been nothing more than a year.

It's not a waste of money. The fur and other goods that have been grabbed this year have already made up for the consumption.

What's more, he also left the black powder bag he made before to die, so it was not a problem to save his life.

It's just that Zhao Lang still wonders if he can go further.

Zhao Lang thought a little, then said to the slave,

"Tell me to die, protect myself as the main person, look for opportunities to seize Donghu's leadership, fight as much as he can, and show obedience to Mouton if he can't."

As long as his own people don't wear out, those tribesmen Zhao Lang can't take care of it now.

When they shed blood for themselves, they can be regarded as their own.

As for surrendering to Mouton, there is no choice.

Right now, head-on is not a good choice.

Keep your place outside first.

After Fu Bo produced a large amount of black powder, and added Liannu, he would teach these Huns what is called ‘justice and truth’.

As for Goguryeo, it was a false alarm, and the news was a bit lagging, after all, it was sent back through the caravan.

To put it simply, the Lord of Goguryeo suddenly died, the first prince succeeded to the throne, and the second prince was killed by the way.

And now he is recruiting troops and buying horses, and seems to be attacking Daqin.

This is just kidding.

Da Qin's frontier army didn't trouble them, so they should be thankful.

Zhao Lang has never put these people in To put in one’s eyes, if he really needs to escape someday.

With these three thousand soldiers of own, Goguryeo can know what is called your ancestor or your ancestor.

The reason why I looked at the news of Goguryeo more is because of this method, the shadow of strategists everywhere.

Recalling the situation that Ji Wushuang had conquered Yan Guo's survivors before, Zhao Lang already had a guess, muttering to himself,

"It seems that the prince killed Daddy Own, Zhang Li killed Teacher Own."

"Tsk tusk, these two are a perfect match."

Zhao Lang couldn't help but shook his head. He looked down on this kind of person the most. He was thinking about how to save the cheap father.

This is the gap in character.

Standing on the moral high ground, Zhao Lang spurned these two men severely.

It is also a bit regretful that the prestigious political strategists and Guigu faction are over.Zhao Lang liked the old man a lot.

Of course, he prefers the dead old man.

Soon, Zhao Lang stopped thinking about it, looked at the direction of the grassland and Goguryeo, and took the people onto the boat.

Go in the direction of Qidi.

At this time, a fast horse galloped away in the direction of the grassland.

Two days later, on the grassland, the Celestial Tribe.

In the originally peaceful tribe, nearly 3,000 well-equipped tribesmen gathered at this time, and everyone looked extremely solemn.

Others are packing up the tribe, seemingly ready to transfer.

The news of Wang Ting has arrived. King Donghu was killed and Wang Ting was also hit hard.

Now, the Huns' army is still on the offensive.

"Fuck brother, do we really want to support Wang Ting?"

Erhei looked at the Buraku people who were getting ready, feeling a little bit unwilling.

Since the last time, the Celestial Tribe has absorbed many small tribes and has expanded in a big step.

With these three thousand mature tribe riders.

But now to fight against the Huns, that would be a pebble hitting a rock.

Go to death, now his face is sinking, and he said lightly,

"We are Donghu's tribe and part of the royal court. Now that the royal court is attacked, how can we not rescue?"

Er Hei clicked his mouth and whispered,

"Go to hell, you really think of yourself as a nonsense. Don't put your brothers in for Doudou's sake."

"This god tribe is the tribe of the Patriarch!"

"Why don't you wait for the Patriarch's order."

"Otherwise, the elite of Xidai and I will not go with you."

Hearing to die, his face was stagnant. The reason why he decided to send troops was indeed because of Doudouer's influence.

But in my heart, I also felt that this was a good time to rectify the name of the Celestial God Tribe.

After all, although it is to rescue.

But who stipulated that the rescue must go head-to-head with the Huns?

They really couldn't beat it, they would just retract back to the Liaodong border in a big deal.

The Huns dared not come.

He was about to say something when a messenger hurried over.

"Letter from the Patriarch!"

Going to die quickly took the letter into his hand, and after opening it, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

I gave the letter to Erhei and said,

"Patriarch's order, you see for yourself!"

After Erhei took a look, he said very simply,

"Fuck brother, since the Patriarch listens to you what he says, Xi and I will naturally listen to you."

It doesn't matter if you die, Erhei is just for the consideration of the Patriarch.

Soon, everyone was ready, touched the clay pot behind the horse, and roared with determination.

"Tianjin tribe, rescue the royal court!"

In the next instant, thousands of celestial cavalrymen rushed towards Donghu King's Court.

At this time, Donghu Wangting.

There are traces of blood and fire everywhere.

The originally noble Donghu nobles all crawled under the feet of a Huns.

They did not expect that the Huns would rush in overnight.

The royal court fell in a panic.

Mouton looked at the Donghu nobles in front of him and said calmly.

"From now on, you are also the servants of the Huns!"

The Xiongnu nobles on the ground buried their heads deep in the soil to express their own surrender.

Only one Hun aristocrat raised his head and said flatly,

"Shan Yu, there is also a royal daughter in the Celestial Tribe!"

Hearing the word Tianshen, Mao Dun's expression instantly tightened.

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