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

"Okay, then hit..." Touman Shanyu raised his right fist high and mighty.

Zuoxian King Chai Que frowned. If he attacked Quyan City, it would be very unfavorable to him. He was not afraid that Yingchen would die, because Yingchen's martial arts were strong, he knew this very well, and there were so many people around him. More guards, nothing will happen at all.

But as King Zuoxian, it will be a matter of time before he wins the throne. If he attacks Quyan City, he will basically be unable to attack and lose a lot of soldiers. This will be very unfavorable for him to win the throne in the future.

But now that most of the soldiers had agreed, he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"Well, since everyone has no opinion, let's gather troops and attack Quyan..." Touman Shanyu shouted.

The soldiers in the tent roared loudly.

"Woooooooo..."

The horn sounded, and footsteps sounded outside the tent. These were the footsteps of the soldiers of the Huns.

"Let's go..." Tou Manchan waved his hand and walked out of the tent.

"Ouch..."

"Ouch..."

Some soldiers roared loudly and followed Touman Shanyu to the outside of the tent.

Zuo Xianwang's face became more and more gloomy. He didn't want to attack Quyan City, but now the general trend has come, and he can no longer make decisions.

Some soldiers who were loyal to Zuo Xianwang looked at Zuo Xianwang Chaihou, indicating what to do next.

Zuo Xianwang Chai Luan sighed: "All follow out, let's go to Quyan City together."

There is no other way now, but we can only go to Quyan City together, maybe there is something wrong on the way, and we can make it up, besides, it is meaningless to stay here now.

These soldiers nodded and followed in the footsteps of Zuo Xianwang Chai Yi.

A large number of Huns soldiers were gathered outside the tent. These soldiers held scimitars in their hands and had hideous faces. Some of them were riding horses, while others were standing in front with scimitars. At a glance, there were tens of thousands of soldiers. People, these are the remaining soldiers of the Huns.

Touman Shanyu stepped on his horse and swept away all the soldiers: "Soldiers, now we have stored food. It was all caused by Yingchen, the Qin dog. Today we are going to take revenge. Soldiers, follow me... "

With a loud roar, Touman Shanyu rushed to the south with his scimitar held high.

The entourage behind him also yelled, and rushed over. When the soldiers heard that they were continuing to attack Quyan City, they were a little scared. After all, they had all seen how powerful Yingchen was, and they were basically invincible. However, not to mention the iron-blooded legion, which basically left a deep impression on the soldiers.

But there are still seven days of food and grass left. If the attack is not continued, it will be over. The soldiers on the entire grassland can only be starved to death. More importantly, there is still a deep hatred between the two countries. Such hatred is indelible. Yes, only blood can wash away.

"Come on..."

"kill……"

"kill……"

All the soldiers tightened their grip on the horse's belly, held up the scimitar in their hands, shouted loudly, and rushed to the south.

Zuo Xian Wang Chai Hou frowned, although he was a little reluctant, but now that the general trend is going, he can't let him make the decision, he can only see if there is any turning point on the battlefield.

"rush……"

Zuo Xianwang Chaihou let out a loud shout, and the soldiers behind him also held their scimitars high, blended into these soldiers, and rushed to the south.

The scorching sun was shining in the sky, and the grass was bent down after a night of hoarfrost. Under the flying horseshoes, the grass was deeply penetrated into the soil.

Da da da……

A team of tens of thousands, with the sound of horseshoes, galloped across the grassland, and the grass was trampled into the soil.

The horses roared past, these Hun soldiers kept shouting, the scimitar shone in mid-air, and the flashing people couldn't open their eyes.

I don't know how long they ran, these Xiongnu soldiers swept across the grassland and came to the dividing line between the green grass and the yellow sand.

This is the dividing line between the grassland and the Great Qin.

"Soldiers, go ahead..."

"accelerate……"

Tou Manchan yelled loudly earlier, and the soldiers around him were spreading their voices in all directions, the roars sounded one after another, stirring the soldiers' bodies and minds.

The speed of this team has increased a lot. I don't know how long they have been running. A city looms in front of them. It is the city of Quyan that they have not captured before.

"Soldiers, Quyan City is ahead..."

"rush……"

"Kill..."

With a shout, the sound of horseshoes sounded in the air, as if the whole earth was shaking.

The yellow sand under the ground was shaken, and there was a sound from Quyan City.

The Daqin soldiers on the city wall looked horrified, and subconsciously turned their heads to look north. There was yellow sand in the distance, and there was the sound of horseshoes. Following the sound of horseshoes, there were some vague figures.

"What is that?" Someone exclaimed.

The soldiers lay on the city wall and began to wait and see.

More and more horses came into view, as well as yellow sand, and the sky was filled with yellow, as if most of the sky had been dyed yellow.

One……

two……

numerous……

Countless Hun soldiers.

"Is that the Huns?" a Daqin soldier exclaimed.

The Daqin soldiers on the side panicked. The Xiongnu just sent people to assassinate the ninth son last night, and now they are attacking the city again?

Could it be that they didn't have enough to eat in the last siege, and these guys still don't have a long memory, or was it that they weren't afraid at all during the raid last time?
woo woo woo...

Daqin soldiers didn't dare to think too much, turned around and blew the horn.

"Keep guarding the city gate, I'll go and inform the ninth son..." A general said a few words, turned over and ran down the city wall, and rode a muscular horse towards the son's mansion.

The rest of the Daqin soldiers are waiting in full battle, ready to roll stones, roll trees, bows and crossbows, and stare at the distance with serious faces. As long as these guys dare to step forward, they will attack immediately. Quyan City is the most important city on the border. Can't lose.

On the street, a tendon horse was galloping crazily, and the Daqin soldiers looked anxious. While running, they shouted at the Daqin soldiers by the side of the road: "The Huns raided..."

The faces of the Daqin officers and soldiers patrolling along the road changed drastically, and they ran towards the city gate with their spears in hand.

"Drive..." The Daqin soldier clamped his horse's belly and rushed straight to the door of the Prince's Mansion. Before the horse stopped, he turned over and jumped off.

"The Huns invaded..." he shouted loudly at the soldiers guarding the gate.

The face of the soldier guarding the mansion gate changed: "Quick, come with me..."

The two soldiers guarding the gate of the mansion dragged the Daqin soldiers towards the yard. There was no obstacle on the way, and they went straight to the backyard.

They saw Yingchen holding the Qinglong Yanyue knife practicing knife skills in the backyard, and several of them strode forward.

"Young Master, the Huns invaded..."