Daqin: Bear children tell stories, emperors beg to shut up

"Old Fourteen, what are you messing around with?"

The fourth elder brother Yinzhen took a step forward and scolded sharply.

"Hmph! What are you doing?"

Ninth elder brother Yinzhen sneered: "You can't let your fourth brother take over all the good things."

"Ninth Brother, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Yinxiang frowned.

"Fourth brother, don't blame the brothers for being overhearted, it's always time to let other people stand out."

The eighth elder brother Yinhu said in a strange way.

"Humph!"

Yinzhen snorted coldly and waved his hand at Yinxiang.

Yinxiang nodded and made way for a path.

"My fourteenth master wants to see who is the one who dares to stand in the way of the Qing Dynasty!"

Full of confidence, Yinti rushed towards the direction of the commotion.

the front of the road.

When the smoke clears.

A small figure came out of it.

Red lips and white teeth, delicate and lovely, like a porcelain doll walking out of a New Year painting.

The Eight Banners cavalry who came up first looked at each other with strange expressions.

"Hey, let me ask you, are you shameless people going to the border of Daqin to take advantage of the fire?"

The little Ying Chang'an was wearing the Kuanglei battle armor and a big helmet, which looked quite humorous.

The harmless and cute appearance of humans and animals makes people laugh even more.

"Where is the bear boy, looking for death?"

A general of the Eight Banners looked at Ying Chang'an contemptuously.

It turned out to be a bear child.

Just kill it!

"Oh, I'll let you live one more cup of tea. Let me ask again, and it's the last time, are you going to the border of Daqin?"

Ying Changan's expression was still calm, and he repeated the question just now.

"So what?"

The old fourteen rushed to him, drew out the sword around his waist, and slashed at Ying Chang'an.

He was a little absent-minded and a little disappointed.

I thought I could get a lot of credit, but it turned out to be a brat.

Get rid of it quickly.

"Oh, I see, then you all go to hell."

Ying Chang'an nodded, lightly shook his palm, and the Demon Slayer Sword suddenly appeared.

"Hahaha!"

The Eight Banners soldiers standing at the forefront all laughed.

This bear's tone is not small.

The old fourteen sneered even more, and the contempt in his eyes became more intense.

"It turned out to be an idiot, die for me!"

talking room.

He rode a war horse to Ying Chang'an.

looks.

He didn't even need to make a move, he could kill this brat just by relying on the horse.

"whispering sound!"

Ying Chang'an curled his lips in disgust, and swung a sword casually.

The turbulent and majestic sword intent wanted to split the world, and rushed towards the old fourteen at an incredible speed.

"not good!"

Old Fourteen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he quickly blocked it with his sword.

His back was cold, as if he could feel the breath of death.

But it was too late.

"puff!"

A strange cutting sound sounded.

The charging speed of the war horse gradually weakened, until it came to Ying Chang'an, it was smoothly cut in half.

And the old fourteen who was riding on the horse, half of his body, collapsed with the horse.

The other half fell straight to the ground.

around.

Dead silence.

The smiles of those Eight Banners soldiers were still on their faces.

At this moment, there was no longer any laughter.

Brother Fourteen... is dead?

"Made! Kill him!"

"Revenge for Brother Fourteen!"

"I'm going to chop him into pieces and cut him into pieces!"

After an unknown amount of time, the Eight Banners soldiers in the front finally reacted.

Their eyes were bloodshot, and they rushed towards Ying Chang'an like crazy.

The most elite Eight Banners Iron Hooves, under the wind and sand all over the sky, the killing intent actually formed a terrifying huge wave.

"It's so annoying."

Ying Chang'an muttered angrily, and walked forward slowly.

The small figure faced the Eight Banners cavalry several times taller than him.

"Come to fight!"

Ying Chang'an swung his sword again.

This sword is like a violent storm, changing the color of the world.

The battlefield was instantly tragic.

None of the Eight Banners cavalry expected that this brat would have such terrifying fighting power.

They could no longer feel any negligence, and they attacked him wave after wave like waves.

There were more and more turmoil on the battlefield, and soon it spread to the dragon car.

"what happened?"

Emperor Kangxi showed dissatisfaction.

His sons looked at each other, not knowing what happened.

At this time.

A cavalryman covered in blood ran over, knelt down in panic and said, "Your Majesty, it's not good, Brother Fourteen died in battle!"

"What did you say!?"

Emperor Kangxi was furious, and couldn't hold his breath any longer, and walked out of the dragon carriage 403 .

His dozen or so sons were also shocked.

too suddenly.

The old Fourteen, who was just now complacent and ready to make a big contribution, died in the blink of an eye?

They just can't accept it.

"There is a brat in front of him. He is too scary. He can break three thousand armor with one sword. The servants can't stop him at all!"

The cavalry trembled, as if they had experienced a terrible battle.

"..."

Emperor Kangxi's mind was completely messed up.

A person?

Still a bear kid?

He actually killed my son!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and his face gradually became grim.

"It's unreasonable! I'm going to kill his nine clans!"

Emperor Kangxi, who had always regarded himself as calm, was furious at this moment.

He ordered immediately.

Let all 50 Eight Banners cavalry be dispatched to grind the brat who killed his son into a pulp!

The emperor gave the order, and those dog minions were naturally omnipotent.

Some people who don't know what's going on, even have bright eyes, want to snatch the credit, and jump up like mad dogs.

Between the boundless world.

on the battlefield.

With Winning Chang'an as the center point, large swaths of Eight Banners cavalry rushed up wave after wave.

But under the blessing of Kuanglei Battle Armor and Demon Slayer Sword.

Winning Chang'an at this moment is like a real God of War.

Pieces of Eight Banners cavalry fell in a pool of blood.

But when he won Chang'an, he became more and more courageous in killing, and he struck a sword casually.

Thousands or even tens of thousands of people fell to the ground in unison, dying.

The north wind roared and thunder clouds rolled.

Even the sky and the earth are roaring for this war!

At this time.

Behind Ying Chang'an, the old thirteen rushed up angrily, ready to pierce the back of the bear boy with a gun.

"puff!"

A piercing cold light flashed.

The old thirteen's neck spurted blood wildly.

What followed was a beautiful and charming figure.

She twisted her water snake waist and took a catwalk, with a captivating smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Cuckoo~"

"My master, no one can hurt except me."