The Great Qin: Stop Pretending, Your Father, I Am Qin Shihuang

At the same time as the loud noise, a shock wave with hot air also spread!

The unsuspecting tribesmen were knocked down almost instantly.

But the shock wave doesn't do much damage.

After all, it is just black powder, and the distance is a bit far.

But the downed Huns did not get up again, but lay on the ground shivering and chanting words in their mouths.

Su Ying didn't know where to go.

Zhao Lang also reacted at this time.

Damn, there's something wrong with the leads and the bamboo tube is too thick.

Only then did the gunpowder burn!

I don't care about this place anymore, but ran towards the place where the explosives were placed before, yelling while running,

"I am a god!"

And with his loud roar.

A burst of explosions followed!

At this moment, Li Shang, who was outside the main camp, looked at the camp in the fire almost sluggishly.

In his eyes, thunder suddenly sounded one after another in the Huns' camp!

At the same time, a fire broke out, accompanied by a strong wind!

A scene of divine punishment.

And in between, Zhao Lang ran like a mad horse.

Wherever they went, all the tribesmen knelt on the ground and did not dare to move even if they were trampled by horses.

Not long after, in the entire camp, except for the fleeing Hu people, everyone else was kneeling on the ground honestly.

see this scene.

Li Shang's mind is blank, what is this?

One man captured a large tribe?

After a long time, Li Shang and other talents reacted and hurriedly entered the camp to join Zhao Lang.

Looking at Zhao Lang, Li Shang felt that his legs were slightly soft, and he almost didn't kneel down, so he quickly gave Zhao Lang the gun first.

"What are you still doing, hurry up and tie people up!"

Zhao Lang held Shapolang in his hand and felt a little bit more secure.

But if these Huns reacted, they would definitely be dead.

Li Shang looked at the thousands of people in the camp, and said in a daze,

"How is this tied?"

Zhao Lang looked at the people all over the ground, and clucked his mouth. They only have so many people now, how can they be tied?

He is now relying on the deterrent force of the gods, but why would the gods need to bind people?

Not to mention killing, although Zhao Lang did not have any psychological burden on the Huns who plundered the caravans, it was really impossible.

Looking at Xiao Liu on the side, Zhao Lang suddenly moved in his heart and said in a low voice,

"Liu, you are now the messenger of the gods!"

"Tell them my words!"

Xiao Liu was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Zhao Lang thought for a moment and said,

"It's just that they offended the gods, so they issued a thunder penalty!"

"Now I want them to offer sacrifices! Let them pick out a hundred young men and tie them up."

"Then, everyone else went to the sacred mountain deep in the grassland to repent!"

With their current situation, escorting 100 people is already the limit.

Xiao Liu listened to Zhao Lang's outrageous request, even as Hei Bingwei, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

According to his idea, at this time, it is time to take people away.

There are only so few of them, and these thousands of people really want to resist, and there is absolutely no way to survive.

Xiaoliu was about to speak when Zhao Lang patted his shoulder and said,

"Relax."

Xiao Liu took a deep breath and said Zhao Lang's words in a deep voice.

Soon, following Xiao Liu's words, the Huns on the ground responded.

Each one groaned.

Zhao Lang looked at Xiao Liu,

"Boss, they're asking for forgiveness."

Zhao Lang glanced at these people and thought he shook his head firmly and said,

"Just follow my request. If they don't listen, I will drop the second divine thunder!"

Xiao Liu immediately gritted his teeth and continued to speak.

All of a sudden, everyone was silent.

Then, with Xiao Liu's scolding, people from the tribe began to tie up the prime of life.

The kidnapped did not resist.

Instead, one by one, they began to sing a song in a low voice.

Zhao Lang looked inexplicable and looked at Xiao Liu.

Xiao Liu explained in a bit of astonishment,

"Boss, they're singing a song for God's forgiveness."

Zhao Lang blinked, okay, it seems that these people are not less punished.

Soon, a hundred men who were **** were left behind, and the others left the camp with some necessities, singing songs, and disappeared into the night.

This scene directly made Zhao Lang feel cold all over. Is this the power of the gods?

One person can subdue thousands of people and leave his companions behind.

Zhao Lang turned his head and saw Li Shang staring at him dully.

"Zhao... Brother Lang, are you really... a god?"

Zhao Lang said angrily,

"If anyone talks to me about God again, I'll beat him to death!"

"Don't stand still, go save people!"

Damn, they were also brought over by Er Hei,

"Homeowner!"

Seeing Zhao Lang to death, he shouted extremely excitedly.

Checked the other party's injury, fortunately, not very serious.

Suddenly, he comforted a few words softly, this is not the place to talk after all.

At this time, Shang Yaner also came over with the caravan.

"Thank you for your help, son."

Looking at this man who is considered to be close to him, Shang Yaner's mind is a little complicated.

Thinking about it again, he heard all the words he said.

A pretty face was slightly hot.

Others looked at Zhao Lang with awe.

Today's events, they can see all of them.

Zhao Lang glanced at these people coldly, even Shang Yaner was no exception.

"This will be Zhao Lang, the centurion of the Great Qin Dynasty."

"No one is allowed to spread the word about today's affairs."

"Otherwise, don't blame the military law for being ruthless! Involving relatives!"

Shang Yan'er's face froze, showing a hint of bitterness, she leaned over and said at the same time with the others,

"Yes, General."

Zhao Lang nodded and said to Li Shang on the side,

"Make a register of everyone and keep it on file."

"All horse cargo shall be treated as seized."

Although Li Shang and Zhao Lang were both centurions, at this time they did not hesitate to execute the order.

When the merchants heard this, their expressions darkened, but they didn't say much.

If it wasn't for Zhao Lang, they would all be dead.

However, Zhao Lang did not say a word to Shang Yaner from beginning to end.

"He thinks I'm a **** too."

Shang Yaner thought sadly,

"Forget it, in order to fight for a breath, I chose this path, so I have nothing to complain about."

It's just that she suddenly misses the warm hand behind her.

Following Zhao Lang's command, everyone took action.

He wants to get out of here as soon as possible.

"Patriarch, those children, I want to take them away."

It's time to die.

Zhao Lang looked at the child on the carriage and frowned slightly.

These children are obviously not from Qin.

"Patriarch, their tribe was strangled, and now they are all orphans."

Speaking of death.

Zhao Lang's brows still didn't stretch, killing them was impossible.

Take it back, I'm not happy,

"They can follow, but they can't cross the Great Wall."

"You arrange it yourself."

Zhao Lang said lightly.

Damn Wei Wei thought about it, looked at the equipment in the camp, and began to gesture to these children.

These days, they communicate like this.

Soon, a small army of Hu people appeared in front of Zhao Lang.

It made Zhao Lang a little stunned.

"Patriarch, give me some more horses."

To die eagerly said.

A thought flashed through Zhao Lang's mind,

"Okay, here it is."

He wanted to see how far these children could go.

It's getting bright soon.

On the grassland ~www.NovelMTL.com~ a group of Qin troops are marching fast.

Meng Tian couldn't help but nodded, and traveled nearly fifty miles in one day!

This is a commendable thing!

"Can the spies in front be rewarded?"

Meng Tian asked the bearded general beside him.

bearded back,

"General, the spies have already gone out, don't worry, I have already instructed."

"If you meet Zhao Lang, the centurion, you will report back immediately!"

Meng Tian nodded, and at this moment, a fast horse came galloping, and the knight shouted loudly,

"Centurion Zhao Lang, defeated thousands of enemies and captured over a hundred enemies!"

Meng Tian was stunned for a moment, then cried out,

"what?"