"Hahaha."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Tears mixed with blood dripped down.
Hu Yanzhuoyuan clasped his hands tightly into the ground.
He had never been so humiliated in his life.
Even if he dies, he should die dignifiedly as the leader of the Huyan clan.
Instead of being treated like a bitch with no identity like now!
Huyan Zhuoyuan struggled to stand up.
No longer pay attention to the people in front of you.
He turned around and looked at Ying Xuan, who had already arrived from a distance.
The moonlight fell on the white knight in silver armor.
It was like a curtain, reflecting Ying Xuan's victorious posture.
"The eldest son of Da Qin!"
"You have won!"
"But don't be complacent."
"We, the barbarians, also have hundreds of thousands of cavalry and countless horses!"
"When the wind and snow in the north melt and King Youxian leads his troops southward, you will not end well either."
"I call Yan Zhuoyuan waiting for you in the sky!"
After the words fell, Huyan Zhuoyuan suddenly turned around, pulled out an arrow on the ground and charged towards the deputy general.
Although everyone was shocked that this embarrassed old man was actually the head of the Huyan family, one of the four nobles.
But the deputy general responded very quickly.
The long sword in his hand suddenly slashed sideways.
He cut off the arrow and waved his backhand like a reflex.
"puff!"
The leader of the Huyan clan finally died under the enemy's frontal blade as he wished.
The lieutenant was shocked.
Bai Zhong blinked.
"Is what this person said true?"
"All of your hundreds of thousands of cavalry are gone?"
The remaining Huyan soldiers looked at this scene sadly.
He lowered his head and admitted again.
"My clan's army was ambushed by the eldest son during the blizzard."
"One hundred thousand cavalry, those who are defeated will be defeated, and those who surrender will surrender."
"It's gone long ago!"
"The eldest son has been chasing me all this way!"
The sad and angry tone once again made all the generals in Guanzhong widen their eyes.
Bai Zhong and his deputy looked at each other.
"With forty thousand cavalry, a blizzard wiped out hundreds of thousands of cavalry?"
"How did you do it?"
The secret guard also muttered.
"That's right! How did 40,000 people become 100,000 riders in a fight?"
No one knows the truth, but Bai Zhong somehow thought of his father at this moment.
He has been following in the footsteps of his father Wu'an Jun Bai Qi all his life.
He dreams that even if he can reproduce one-tenth of his father's achievements, he will be satisfied.
But he never thought that before his ideal could be realized, he would meet a commander like the eldest son.
He looked up to the east.
At this moment, Ying Xuan was dazzling in his eyes.
"Even if my father was alive, he wouldn't be able to do this, right?"
…
Ying Xuan rode his horse past Hu Yan Hao Kuo.
Not a word was said.
Hu Yanhaokuo had already hurriedly followed.
He lowered his head and said loudly.
"Master!"
"From today on, Huyanshi will be the blade in your hands!"
"We will fight to the death wherever you point your troops!"
Hu Yanhaokuo was very frightened at the moment.
The opponent's army was simply too perfect. They had no shortage of food, cavalry, or horses.
Its elite army can easily slaughter a sea of blood and a mountain of corpses.
He realized that he had no value at all in front of Ying Xuan!
When one person cannot bring any benefit to the other person.
Then why would he leave a hidden danger?
No one is stupid!
Hu Yanhaokuo knew that before the Qin army completely captured Henan.
He must show enough value, otherwise this cold and bloodthirsty eldest son of Great Qin will definitely not keep his 30,000 people!
But Ying Xuan just glanced at him.
He dropped the sentence indifferently.
"Guess, Henan is lost."
"The entire Huyan clan's hundreds of thousands of cavalry were damaged, but you are the only one who was unscathed."
"After the news reaches the royal court, what will Namo Dun think of you?"
Hu Yanhaokuo suddenly froze in place at Ying Xuan's words.
Yes, he has no chance to go back!
With Mao Dunchan's suspicious character, he will definitely be regarded as a traitor.
The only thing he can do now is to try his best to hold Ying Xuan's thigh tightly and perform his best.
Perhaps only in this way can the remaining members of the Huyan clan have a way of survival by following Da Qin!
Hu Yanhaokuo reacted.
He squeezed his eyes hard.
He wanted to say something more, but Ying Xuan ignored him.
Because Ying Xuan knew that this was the only way he could go.
All the officers and soldiers in Guanzhong dismounted immediately when they saw Ying Xuan approaching.
They saluted respectfully and shouted in unison.
"Greetings to the eldest son!"
Ying Xuan waved his hand and his eyes fell on Hu Yan Zhuoyuan.
"How is Linhe doing now?"
Bai Zhong stepped forward immediately.
"The general has sent a hundred thousand troops to attack the city."
"According to the time, the troops should be approaching the city by now!"
Ying Xuan nodded.
He gestured to Hu Yan Zhuoyuan who died tragically on the ground.
"Bring his head together with the one who calls Yan Haoran."
"Let Huyan Haokuo be sent to Linhe City!"
Ying Xuan turned sideways and looked at Hu Yanhaokuo, who was still a little dazed.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and said dangerously.
"I don't care how many people from the Huyan clan survive."
"But, they must be loyal to me!"
After the words fell, Huyan Haokuo suddenly understood something.
Keep nodding vigorously.
Only then did Ying Xuan look away.
Order someone to take out the map.
Pointing to the west side of Linhe, the vast territory of King Youxian.
"Go to the city to rest today, and follow me across Yinshan Mountain tomorrow to give King You Xian a surprise."
"Show him, my Great Qin's cavalry is also vulnerable to defense!"
"Let Modu wake up from his great Spring and Autumn Dream!"
"Let the barbarian tribes understand what will happen to anyone who provokes me, the Qin Dynasty!"
That's right, Ying Xuan just wants to flex his muscles and make Mao Dun and the left and right kings confused.
Forty thousand horses took over the Huyan clan.
How many of the 100,000 cavalry can defeat the barbarians?
If he doesn't frighten the Northern Royal Court, Ying Xuan will not be able to live a good life this year.
In fact, he was a little anxious at the moment. He was really tired from running around for half a year.
The body is obviously tired.
It's time to go back.
…
In the distance, I saw the Guanzhong army appearing.
Sigouzai saw through the outcome.
I wrote the last few words without any surprise, and neatly organized the manuscript and drawings.
He looked towards the south.
"It's time to go back!"
Sigouzai understands.
The vast area of Henan has entered the territory of Great Qin from today on.
No one can make the eldest son spit out the meat he has eaten!
The only people who dared to try were the Jing clan who had completely disappeared.
Now there is only one city near the river left in Henan, and it cannot hold on for long.
I'd better go back first and sort out everything that happened this year.
Write a biography and send it out!
He had already thought of a name, so he called it Prince's Travels.
Sigouzai sighed when he thought of this.
He didn't want to use such a boring name.
His original name was Prince's Wanli Bone Road!
But Xianyang can’t pass the trial!
Meng Yi is very stuck. If he says anything unfavorable to the eldest son, he will be blocked!
Shaking his head, Sigouzai decided to pretend first.
After it is approved, write down what you saw and heard truthfully!
Different from his comfort.
Meng Yi from Xianyang was worried at the moment.
He yelled at the secret guard in front of him.
"Why is there no news again?"
"Where are the people? Didn't they say they all came back from the Qiang tribe?"
"Can't you see a living army of 40,000 people?"
"How do you want me to report to His Majesty tomorrow?"
"I opened my mouth to tell His Majesty that the prince has disappeared again?"
"Tell me! How many heads do I have that His Majesty can chop off!"
The furious Meng Yi slapped the table hard.
Seemingly annoyed, he kicked him away.
This made my heart feel a lot more comfortable.
At this moment, he finally understood why His Majesty liked to do this every time.
It’s really a stress reliever!
The secret guard below lowered his head and secretly glanced at Meng Yi's shadow with claws and teeth illuminated by the oil lamp.
Said helplessly.
"Who told your majesty to set a date before the young master comes back!"
"We can't control the young master's character!"
Meng Yi roared again.
"You can't control the young master, but you can't control your majesty?"
"Do you think His Majesty will chop off your head if the young master fails to come back on the day when he is crowned Crown Prince?"
"Why don't you get lost and keep looking!"
(End of chapter)
