Daqin: The Imperial Human Slaughter, the beginning of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu

If there were [-] acquired peak generals and four innate peak generals, they would be absolutely invincible on the battlefield in the future.

"Yes, my lord..." Hong Jingyan half-kneeled on the ground with a solemn expression.

Yingchen nodded in satisfaction, helped him up, and then took out a box from his waist, which contained hundreds of pills.

These elixirs were all the rewards he received from the system at the beginning. Taking them can temporarily improve his skills, and there is a small chance that they can cleanse the essence, but now they have no effect on him, so he handed them to Hong Jingyan.

"You dissolve these elixirs into the water during training and give them to all the soldiers to drink. None of the four of you will take one, which can speed up the training."

This kind of elixir cannot be taken directly by soldiers who have no skills before, otherwise the body will not be able to bear it, and they will explode and die immediately.

However, it doesn’t matter if it is dissolved in water. If everyone drinks it, it will only strengthen their physique and speed up their training.

Not to mention the four of Cao Chun, they already have the foundation, so there is no problem in taking it directly.

When the four of them heard that the elixir had such an effect, they were overjoyed, and quickly saluted: "Thank you, my lord..."

"You're welcome, try to achieve the innate in the shortest possible time, so that the soldiers can achieve the acquired." Yingchen smiled lightly.

The four responded with a smile.

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a small road.

The horseshoes were flying, and the soldiers in the military uniforms of the Great Qin soldiers were riding on tendon horses, with two flags stuck around their waists, one with the word Qin written on it, and the other with the word Win written on it.

The soldier whipped the whip with his right hand, kept twitching the horse, and ran to the south.

I don't know how long I have been running, and the tents in front of me are far away.

The soldier's face brightened, and he clamped his legs, speeding up even more.

After a while, the soldier came to the entrance of the camp, but he did not stop his horse, but pulled out the flag around his waist and shouted: "Soldiers of Quyan City, hurry up for eight hundred miles..."

The Meng Family Army officers and men at the Yuanmen looked at the flag, looked at each other, and quickly opened the Yuanmen to block the horses.

Generally, soldiers with flags around their waists carry urgent documents that are eight hundred miles away. No one dares to intercept documents like this, because they are all very important documents that cannot be delayed at all, and no one can Take responsibility.

"Drive..." The soldiers rushed all the way to the largest tent.

Dozens of soldiers in armor stood in front of the tent. When they saw someone approaching, they immediately stepped forward and grabbed the reins of the horses: "Come and dismount..."

No matter who it is, when they arrive in front of the tent, they all have to dismount, including those with urgent documents.

The soldiers dismounted and handed the flags to the Meng Family Army officers and soldiers. Those Meng Family Army soldiers nodded without stopping, and directly reached out to signal to go in.

Looking inside, there were two soldiers standing in front of the big tent. When they saw someone coming, they asked, "Who is coming?"

"Soldiers of Quyan City, there are [-] miles of urgent documents to submit to General Meng." The soldier said.

General Meng on the opposite side looked at each other: "You wait here."

After speaking, the man turned and walked into the tent.

After a while, the man came out and said, "You can go in now."

The soldier nodded and walked towards the big tent with the urgent documents.

As soon as I stepped into the big tent, I felt warm like spring inside. There were two bonfires at the entrance of the tent, and there was another bonfire almost two steps away, illuminating the whole big tent extremely brightly.

In the middle of the big tent, there were two people sitting upright, one was wearing armor with a dignified face, and the other was wearing a Confucian robe, handsome and striking. Between them, there was a game of Go. Obviously, the two Playing Go.

This is Meng Tian and Fu Su.

But this soldier only knew Meng Tian, ​​he had never seen Fu Su before, so he went forward and saluted: "Greetings, General..."

The two people who were playing chess looked sideways almost at the same time, Meng Tian put down the chess piece in his hand and said, "This is Young Master Fusu."

The soldier was startled, thinking that Master Fusu had been in Xianyang City all along, when did he come to the border?
However, he still bowed and said, "I pay my respects to Mr. Fusu."

Fusu just nodded lightly, but didn't speak.

Meng Tian looked at the soldier and asked, "What's urgent for Qu Yan? Did something happen to the Ninth Young Master in the grassland?"

He had heard before that the Ninth Young Master Yingchen had led soldiers and horses into the grassland, and he had discussed this matter with Fusu.

The conclusion is that the ninth son Yingchen is blindly arrogant.

How many people are there in Quyan City?
Twenty thousand.

How many people are there in the Xiongnu, almost [-].

This is the courage of the bear and leopard, dare to take soldiers and horses to the grassland to destroy the Xiongnu?
Simply ridiculous.

If it's not ridiculous enough, it's ridiculous, this Yingchen is the son of the first emperor after all, so he sent troops to support Quyan City without any surprises.

Later, I saw that there was no surprise in Qu Yancheng, but before Yingchen sent back the news, he ordered the troops to withdraw.

Unexpectedly, now there is news from Qu Yan again.

But this news is probably not good news.

Fusu was also interested, turned his head to look at Meng Tian's bamboo slips, but saw Meng Tian's expression changed, and he exclaimed: "How is it possible?"

With a jerk, Meng Tian stood up from the chair, holding the bamboo slips in both hands trembling uncontrollably, even his forehead was sweating coldly.

Fusu was a little surprised by this, and got up quickly, asking: "General Meng, what's wrong?"

But it was as if Meng Tian didn't hear what he said, he was still trembling while holding the bamboo slips, and kept saying "impossible".

Fu Su frowned slightly, he knew Meng Tian's character, he had always been relatively stable, nothing had ever made him lose his composure, what happened today, what happened to a piece of information from Qu Yan?

Full of curiosity, he turned around and came to Meng Tian's side, looking at the bamboo slip.

"The Huns have been wiped out by our troops..."

"The general, please lead the troops to take over the grassland immediately..."

what?
Fusu trembled as if struck by lightning.

The Huns were annihilated by Lao Jiu?

That's nearly 10 people.

How many people does Lao Jiu have?

There are only 2 people in the entire Quyan City, and even the soldiers and horses sent by Meng Tian to support them before are only [-].

How could 10 annihilate [-] people?
How can this be?

This is impossible.

"Impossible, it must be fake." Fusu blushed and roared.

This sound also awakened Meng Tian. He glanced at the bamboo slips, strode up to the soldier, raised his collar, and shouted, "Did you pass on false information? Do you know what the crime should be?"

The soldier was startled by Meng Tian, ​​his face turned blue, he said quickly: "I don't dare, the words on the bamboo slips are true, the Ninth Young Master has indeed wiped out all the Huns."

"How is it possible?" Meng Tian took a long breath, and slowly let go of the soldier.