"What did you say? Return in triumph?"
Cheng Bushi suddenly felt that his brain was a little weak.
Liu Deng, this kid, should be supervising the battle in Yanmen at this time. He should also return directly to Jinyang after his triumph. How could he come to Dingxi City?
You can't say that this guy is lost, right?
There was an evil vibe about this thing from beginning to end, which was really hard for him to believe.
"Where did you come from, a thief? How dare you come here to deceive me, the general! Don't you know that pretending to be a prince is a serious crime that kills the nine tribes?"
After Cheng Bushi hesitated for a moment, he still shouted loudly.
As soon as Cheng Bushi finished speaking, the soldiers on top of the city immediately began to unsheath their swords and unstring their arrows.
In the blink of an eye, thousands of powerful crossbows were directed towards the knight at the top of the city.
The corner of He Junan's mouth twitched. He finally snatched the opportunity from Zou Yang to report the news, but he never expected that such a scene would greet him.
"General Cheng, stop joking. The last general is He Jun'an, the commander of the Modao army! You see, the Modao in my hand cannot be fake, right?"
The corners of He Junan's mouth twitched and he quickly showed off his Mo Dao.
"Mo Daojun?"
The corners of Cheng Bushi's mouth twitched. This thing was getting more and more weird. Could it be that Liu Deng was really here?
But the key problem is that even if He Junan revealed his identity, none of the people present had ever seen him before. Even if it happened, no one could confirm it at this time.
Seeing Liu Deng's team getting closer and closer, He Junan was really depressed to the extreme.
"General, the flag of this team is complete, it doesn't seem to be fake..."
While the few people were talking, the horse team was getting closer and closer, with flags flying and the team in order.
The knights walking in front were all wearing black armor, and all the people under the seats were tall horses, and all of them were equipped with horizontal swords at their waists.
It's really not like what ordinary Huns can pretend...
With these weapons and equipment alone, it seems that apart from Dai Guo, no other army can be found in the territory of the Han Dynasty...
"Is he really His Highness the King?"
Cheng Bushi asked again with some doubts.
"General Cheng, why don't you open the city gate when I return?"
Liu Deng and Cheng Bushi were old acquaintances. Liu Deng had tried to poach him before, but he gave up in the end.
It seemed that they had already arrived at the city gate, but Cheng Bushi did not open the city gate for a long time, so Liu Deng immediately rushed forward and prepared to have a good chat with Cheng Bushi.
"It's really His Highness the King! Open the city gate quickly!"
After seeing Liu Deng, Cheng Bushi was convinced that the army in front of him was really Dai's army!
Regardless of how Liu Deng came here, Cheng Bushi had to go to the city in person to greet him just because he was a prince and king who was separated from the country.
"General Cheng, after all your troubles, do you think you don't welcome me?"
After Cheng Bushi came closer, Liu Deng asked with a smile.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. This is Your Majesty, why are you here?"
Cheng Bushi blushed and quickly got off his horse, cupped his hands towards Liu Deng and asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Forget it, do you have a place to take a bath here? I haven't taken a bath for two months, and my whole body already stinks!"
Liu Deng didn't mean to answer him at all, but just pulled Cheng Bushi towards the city.
"Uh...yes, yes!"
Cheng Bu hurriedly moved Liu Deng aside, and at the same time began to ask people to guide the troops behind Liu Deng to enter the city one after another.
"You don't know how I have been spending my time recently! Climbing on ice and sleeping in the snow day after day is really not a life for a human being!"
As Liu Deng spoke, he stretched for a long time, and then began to take off his armor with the help of Cheng Bushi.
"Your Majesty, what are these carriages carrying?"
Seeing Liu Deng's soldiers, who had to let these carriages enter the city first if they didn't want to enter the city themselves, Cheng Bushi asked curiously.
"Those things you mentioned are actually not rare things. They are the ritual vessels used by the Huns to worship the heavens. I saw that no one wanted them after they were thrown on the grassland, so I picked them up. If you like them, you can pick one out. One or two pieces are good as family heirlooms! But the ones that are too big are not good, I have to keep them for His Majesty!"
Liu Deng stretched while talking.
"Oh, a ritual vessel for worshiping heaven...wait, what did you say?"
Cheng Bushi's voice suddenly rose an octave higher.
Are you kidding? How could the Huns' ritual vessels for worshiping heaven be left on the grassland and no one wants them?
"Why are you so excited? You scared me!"
As Liu Deng spoke, he rolled his eyes.
But Cheng Bushi didn't care so much. He threw the armor in his hand directly to the soldiers beside him. Then he rushed to the carriages in three steps and tore off the armor with force. tarpaulin.
Looking at the strange ritual vessels with simple patterns and shapes, Cheng Bushi's eyes widened.
What Liu Deng said is actually true!
This damn thing is actually a ritual weapon used by the Huns to worship heaven!
After tearing apart the tarpaulins on several carriages in succession, Cheng Bushi went completely crazy.
"Big, big, big, big, big, big king..."
"Gu——dong——"
"Your Majesty, have you gone to Dragon City?"
After stammering for a long time and swallowing hard, Cheng Bushi finally spoke a complete sentence.
"What is Polong City? Isn't it just a broken kiln? I really thought it was a good place. After talking about it for a long time, it is not even one-tenth the size of Dingxi City behind you!"
Listening to Liu Deng's nonsense and looking at the look of horror on Cheng Bushi's face, the Dai soldiers next to them straightened their chests one by one.
This is the real glory!
Even Cheng didn't know such a famous general in the world, but he was frightened by his own king's record.
I don’t know what the expressions of the big shots in the court would be when they heard the news.
"Your Majesty, have you dumped Dragon City in one pot?"
After shivering for a long time, Cheng Bushi stepped forward, grabbed Liu Deng's sleeve, and asked tremblingly.
"Otherwise, do you really think these things were picked up?"
There was a smile on Liu Deng's lips, and he was very satisfied with Cheng's expression from time to time.
"Then, what is that?"
After getting the affirmative answer, the corners of Cheng Bushi's mouth kept twitching, and the expression on his face began to become unnatural.
When he was about to say something, he suddenly saw a huge golden wolf head on a carriage behind him.
"What are you talking about? That thing should be the royal tent of the Xiongnu Chanyu..."
As soon as Liu Deng finished speaking, the corners of Cheng Bushi's mouth began to twitch unconsciously...
That’s not right!
After pondering for a moment, Cheng Bushi suddenly reacted.
Dragon City was just a place where the Huns worshiped their ancestors. How could there be a royal tent for Shan Yu?
