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

The old man is naturally a Guiguzi.

He had already seen through Zhang Li's misfortune, and just used suspended animation to escape.

If it wasn't because Zhang Li was raised by him, and there were no other disciples in the Zongheng family, it would not be difficult for him to kill him.

As for Jindan, after the initial excitement period, he had some doubts, or hesitations.

He has lived for so long, and he has not seen or heard of anyone ascending to immortals through the golden elixir.

Even his unpredictable master couldn't escape death from death in the end.

After he slowly collected Zhao Lang's information, he didn't think that Zhao Lang was a saint who gave up longevity for the sake of the world.

Then, there is only one conclusion to this matter.

Jindan can't make people live forever.

Looking at Zhang Li's performance after swallowing the golden pill, he can be very sure that this golden pill is what Zhao Lang used to deal with them.

Unfortunately, it's a little late for him to know now.

He deceived Zhao Lang with fake poison, but the other party also used fake golden pills to destroy the disciples of the Zongheng family.

In this game, he lost.

This is the first time he has lost since he became Guiguzi.

This feeling is not too bad, but a little exciting, such a good talent is rare.

Hmph, it's not a big loss for him to revive the Zongheng family.

Sun Bin, a sage of the military family, is all his disciples, so it doesn't matter if there is one more king in Zhao Lang.

With these things in mind, Guiguzi returned to the stronghold of the Zongheng family all the way.

"Master, here is the latest news."

Just after returning, someone sent information.

The Zongheng family can know the world's affairs, relying on the extremely developed intelligence network.

Even in the cold winter, the news never stopped.

It's just a lot slower than before.

"It seems that Xiang Shi and Da Qin both want to defeat each other in one fell swoop."

Looking at the latest news, Guiguzi quickly came to his own conclusion,

"Well, it's just how they both determined that this wasn't the other's plan?"

In Daqin, a battle of this scale cannot be determined so quickly.

In the middle are countless trials and reconnaissance.

Because of this battle, no one can afford to lose.

When Da Qin lost, he could only return to the homeland of Qin and restore the territory before the unification of the world.

If Xiang lost, he could only go back to Jiangdong.

It is this kind of battle that decides the fate of both sides, and it was decided so quickly.

There must be something strange about it, but unfortunately it is impossible to judge based on information alone.

But after the war, you can see who is the ultimate beneficiary.

Most of the rest of the information is about Goguryeo. This time, Goguryeo has done its best.

Only when he saw the end, Guiguzi frowned slightly,

"The Huns, the Hu people are also uneasy."

Although I had contacted the Huns and Hu people on the grasslands before, I just wanted to use them to contain the border troops of Daqin.

But never regarded them as too much of a threat.

Because whether it was Yan Zhao before or Da Qin later, they all beat these aliens to the ground.

There has never been a loss in a head-to-head confrontation.

But looking at the current situation, these alien races actually have the ability to threaten the people of China.

Thinking of this, Guiguzi looked further north with some anxiety.

A few days later, the court of the Huns.

Now the Huns are recuperating in tents, and by the way, they will build the next generation.

When the next year comes, there will be a group of little Huns on the grassland.

This is also the tradition of the Huns.

In the great tent of the royal court, Mo Dun stood in the middle, all the nobles of the Xiongnu.

Everyone was a little puzzled, what did Shanyu call them here in the middle of the winter when it snowed heavily?

Modun didn't ask them to wait any longer, and quickly said,

"The coldest days in winter are coming to an end, so all ministries should be prepared."

These words caused the surrounding nobles to be slightly stunned, and then looked at King Zuo Xian, the Xiongnu noble who was closest to Shanyu, and said,

"Shanyu, what are we going to prepare?"

Mao Dun replied,

"Ready to go out."

The Xiongnu nobles were even more confused. Who were they?

O Huns! They can go out anytime!

On this snowy day, you called us here, that's what you mean?

King Zuo Xian also said,

"Shanyu, don't worry! The Huns can go out at any time!!"

At this time, Mo Dun shook his head and said,

"This time is different. We are going to attack Daqin."

Speaking of Daqin, the eyes of all nobles lit up. Daqin is synonymous with prosperity!

All their luxurious things were shipped by Daqin's caravan.

Mo Dun continued to say at this time,

"This time, I will convene a 300,000-strong army from the Yuezhi, the Qiang people, and the royal court headquarters!"

"Plunder the entire Daqin!"

Without the Qin army's restraint, he has already conquered the entire grassland, all ethnic groups except the Hu people!

Now, what he has to do is to move that prosperous world to the grassland!

King Zuo Xian also said excitedly,

"Chanyu, are you going to attack the Qin people with those people!? I thought you didn't agree before."

Mo Dun shook his head and replied,

"Ben Shanyu won't attack with them. The Qin people's high wall has already been built."

"It won't do us any good to fight head-to-head with the Qin people's frontier army."

"When the frontier troops of the Qin people all go to suppress the rebellion, and after they fight each other and lose both sides, then it is time for our Huns to advance!"

"So, after you go back this time, you have to arrange the people who will carry the things!"

"The coldest time has passed, the Qin people's spring is earlier than mine, and the war is just around the corner!"

All the nobles, then they understood why Chanyu called them over in such a hurry.

At this moment, King Zuo Xian hesitated and said,

"Shanyu, since the Qin people's world is so prosperous, why don't we stay there and enjoy the prosperity there!?"

Hearing this, the eyes of other nobles also lit up and said,

"Yes, Shanyu, the silk made by Qin people is smoother than a woman's skin."

"Those foods are also extremely exquisite."

"The house is gorgeous and warm, much better than our grassland."

These Xiongnu nobles still know the benefits of Daqin.

Compared with the grassland, it is simply a world of difference.

But at this moment, Mao Dun took a cold look around and said,

"Because of this, the Qin people are sheep and the Huns are wolves! It is the power given to us by the gods that the wolf eats the sheep!"

"However, once we enter Daqin, we will become sheep! Only if we stay on the grassland, we will be wolves!"

"If anyone dares to stay in Daqin again, Ben Shanyu will let him stay there forever!"

Hearing this, all the nobles immediately shut their mouths obediently.

They didn't doubt each other's words at all. After all, their Shanyu was a ruthless character who even dared to kill their biological father.

King Zuo Xian didn't dare to ask more about this, but he quickly frowned and said,

"Chanyu, all of us have gone out. What if the Tianshen tribe took the opportunity to attack the Hu people?"

Before Mo Dun almost wiped out the entire royal court of the Hu people, now the Tianshen tribe rules Donghu, so they won't let them go so easily.

At this moment, a coldness flashed across Mao Dun's face. He conquered the grasslands, only to suffer in front of the Tianshen tribe.

Until now, all the Huns had no desire to attack the Tianshen tribe.

"Ben Shanyu will also invite them to attack Da Qin together. In front of the Qin people, the people of the grassland are one."

Mo Dun Shan Yu said lightly.

King Zuo Xian continued to ask,

"What if they don't agree?"

Mo Dun glanced at the other party, and King Zuo Xian immediately knew that he had asked something stupid, and quickly turned his head to the side.

"If they don't go, Ben Shanyu will kill them first!"

Hearing this, all the Xiongnu nobles looked around, but they didn't dare to look at Morton.

They all knew about Mao Dun being struck by thunder.

They don't want to be punished by the gods.

Moreover, the most elite 10,000 people in the entire Xiongnu have not even beaten the thousands of people from the Tianshen tribe.

This is so demoralizing.

Morton said indifferently,

"You don't have to worry, if you really want to go to war with the Tianshen tribe, then the Yuezhi people and the Qiang people will be at the forefront!"

At this time, all the Xiongnu nobles breathed a sigh of relief, but someone still said,

"It's better to invite them to attack the Qin people together. It's really impossible. I'm willing to donate some cattle and sheep to the gods."

"Yes, yes, me too!"

"It's just some cattle and sheep. As long as it can be exchanged for the favor of the gods, I'm also willing."

Seeing the reaction of the Xiongnu nobles, the chill in Modun's heart became even colder.

"Okay, I will send them an invitation now."

But there was already a chill in his heart!

This time, if the Hu people don't go, he will take 300,000 troops and destroy the Hu people first.

He wanted to see if the gods would kill all the prairie people!

If the Hu people go, wait until they have finished fighting with the Qin army, and then kill them!

No matter what, this time, he must kill the Celestial Tribe!

From now on, the entire grassland will be surrendered to his feet!

Daqin is just a place to provide him with wealth and women!

This is his ambition!

Soon, the meeting in the king's tent was over, and a group of messengers also went in the direction of the Hu people.

A few days later.

Donghu Royal Court, which is where the Tianshen tribe is located.

Die was teaching Doudouer martial arts, Erhei hurried over,

"Damn brother, the Huns have sent us a message!"

To die raised his brows and said,

"What message?"

Erhei quickly repeated the information, and then said,

"These Huns also have big hearts, and they even invited us to attack Daqin."

At this time of death, he narrowed his eyes slightly. Before he could speak, Doudou'er said with red eyes,

"Damn it, brother, we won't fight Daqin, we'll take revenge when they go to Daqin!"

She practiced martial arts just for revenge!

Die shook his head and said,

"We want it, and Modun also wants it. He won't give us this chance."

Hearing this, Doudou's expression suddenly dimmed a lot.

But she didn't cry either. Now that both her father and brother are dead, she is the only hope for the family's revenge!

But soon, go to death, with a slight movement in his heart, and said,

"But revenge is not without a chance."

"Er Hei, go and tell the messenger that we accept their cattle and sheep, and we are willing to attack Daqin with them."

Er Hei's eyes widened when he heard it. He wouldn't go to plunder Qin people.

"Send a few more people to report back to the Patriarch, and he will have a way to deal with it!"

Er Hei suddenly stopped talking, and hurriedly went to inform the messenger.

Anyway, no matter what, as long as you tell the owner, there will be no problem.

Soon, a group of messengers headed towards Liaodong in the heavy snow.

But even if the messengers did their best, this letter would take a long time to reach its destination.

Ten days later, Handi.

At this time, the world has changed from white to black and white.

Because winter has come to an end.

Of course, now is the coldest time.

On the road and in the fields, naturally, there is not a single person to be seen.

In the county seat, relatively speaking, there are quite a few people.

The people who can live in the city are all rich and idle, even ordinary small landlords, they have to stay on Zhuangzi in winter, watching their harvest and Zhuangzi.

Of course, the business of the technical institute in the city is still extremely prosperous.

And today is even more lively, because even Han Wangxin is here.

Even if Han Wangxin has lost everything except the county seat, it doesn't prevent him from being the most powerful person in the county seat.

"Come here! Serve the wine! Another batch of songs and dances!"

At this moment, Han Wangxin shouted drunkenly.

The servant on the side quickly persuaded,

"Your Majesty, you are drunk and can't drink any more."

Hearing this, Han Wangxin was immediately furious, kicked the servant over, and then said loudly,

"What are you! Do you think you are King Zhao! Or the Xiang family!"

"How dare you point fingers at this king!"

Ordinary people were beaten and begged for mercy, and the surrounding singers and dancers were also frightened.

Han Wangxin's eyes were red, and he continued unsteadily,

"This king knows that you all look down on this king! But as long as this king is still there for one day! This king is the king of Han!"

"Life and death are all in the mind of this king, this is the king!"

"Hahaha..."

When Han Wangxin said this, he laughed like crazy.

He didn't even notice that on the second floor of the technical institute, there was a pair of eyes looking at him indifferently.

"Master, do you want to give Han Wangxin to..."

At this time, the servant on the side said to a very handsome young man next to him with a somewhat serious tone.

At this time, the young man shook his head indifferently and replied,

"We're here to listen to information, don't make any extras."

"Let the lowly people here come to see me."

The young man is naturally Zhao Lang.

He came here to connect with the vile, mainly because he had a task that he needed to release in person.

Anyway, the sergeant guarding the city is also his person, so there is nothing to worry about.

Now they want to win the county seat~www.NovelMTL.com~ It's actually easy, but it's not necessary.

Comparing Xiang's side, although Wang Xin had already given up on Han, it's better not to reveal his strength.

After all, Xiang's supplies haven't been fully shipped yet.

After waiting for a long time, a servant came to him and saluted,

"I have seen the Master."

Zhao Lang nodded and asked directly,

"How is the situation of the lowly now?"

This question was a bit abrupt, but the servant quickly replied,

"All information channels are open, but it will take more time to transmit information on the road."

Zhao Lang confirmed the safety, and then said,

"Here is a secret letter, sent to Xianyang!"

"Remember, no one can open it except Mei!"

Because this is how he rescued his father, he wouldn't put his hope on the first emperor to take the initiative to release him, so he had to send a letter to his father through the technical institute.

Get him ready!

Their father and son should also be reunited!

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