"Presumptuous! It is the commander who is asking you questions, not you." A cavalryman saw that the old man dared to ask the leader back. It was obvious that he was a Hun who was proficient in the Chinese language, and he was about to step forward immediately.

But he was stopped by Wang Li.

"This is the 29th year of the First Emperor, and the survivors of Great Qin Fen VI established the Great Qin Empire." Wang Li's eyes flashed, and a string in his heart seemed to be stirred.

The old man was stunned when he heard the words, and muttered to himself: "Great Qin, Great Qin has unified the six countries, hahaha!"

At the end, he actually burst out laughing, two lines of turbid tears flushed out the dirt on his face.

With a crazy look, many cavalrymen couldn't help but be moved.

"Commander." A cavalryman stepped forward and asked doubtfully.

Wang Li sighed, he faintly understood, put away the scimitar, got off the horse, and watched the old man's madness quietly.

Seeing that the commander dismounted, the other cavalry also dismounted and guarded their surroundings.

After a quarter of an hour, the old man stopped out of breath, and his voice became hoarse.

"General, I am a soldier who guarded the frontier during the reign of King Qin Zhuangxiang. I never thought that I would see the Qin army again in my lifetime. I... I..." The old man hid his face here before he finished speaking. cry bitterly.

With trembling hands, he held a piece of bamboo high above his head.

Enduring the restlessness in his heart, Wang Li picked up the old bamboo piece from the old man's hand with trembling hands.

Although the bamboo pieces are dilapidated, you can still see clear information, which shows the careful care of the old people.

The army, name, family address, and even appearance are clearly written on it.

Although it was the appearance when he was young, but now he can vaguely see the outline of that year.

Yes, it is true.

Wang Li never expected that there were still old Qin people in this Xiongnu tribe, and they were soldiers of the Qin army during King Zhuang's time. According to how many years it has been now.

How much the old man suffered here.

Wang Li trembled from the bottom of his heart, tears were clouded by a layer of mist, he gently supported the old man with both hands, and solemnly gave Qin Jun's special military salute to the old man.

Whoa!

Seeing this, the other cavalry also understood, and saluted the old man respectfully.

A cavalryman unfurled the Daqin Xuanniao flag against the wind, and under the moonlight, the Xuanniao became more and more violent, as if it had come to life.

There seemed to be a cry in everyone's mind.

Seeing the Xuanniao flag, the old man made a trembling military salute to show his respect for Daqin.

"Daqin, Wang, I'm back."

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Li also learned about the past few years from the old man.

The black scale cavalry also scolded the Huns angrily.

"Damn beast, so cruel."

"It's really time to kill these beasts."

The old man failed in an operation at the age of 19 and was captured by the Huns. He should have committed suicide but was unwilling to fall into the hands of the Huns.

When he was about to commit suicide, he saw those captured Qin people, and he let go of the idea of ​​suicide decadently.

He wanted to protect the safety of these Qin people, so he swallowed his anger and guarded these Qin people here.

Help these Qin people find a way to escape.

The Qin people who have helped escape these years have at least two hands, and the old man thought they were rescuers brought by the escaped people.

Wang Limoran, those who escaped must have been chased and killed by the Huns, or they were lost in the river.

Or they fled into other countries, and other countries were afraid that the Huns did not send troops to rescue them.

Wang Li clenched his fist tightly, unable to express his depression.

"I forgot to introduce, this is my daughter-in-law, and this is my grandson, Po Nu." The old man was very happy today, and pulled Wang Li to introduce his relatives.

It turned out that he had a long-term relationship with a Qin woman among the Huns, and his son was left behind, and his son died in the hands of the Huns.

Now there is only Xiao Po Nu left.

There was a trace of grief in the corner of the old man's eyes.

No one can understand the pain of bereavement, only oneself.

Wang Li touched Po Nu's head, he fell in love with this child immediately, his eyes were full of calm, so calm that it was scary.

This kind of situation is nothing more than two kinds, one is precocious, and the other is that the child will have a great future in the future.

"Good boy, when he grows up, he will definitely be a famous minister."

The old man burst out laughing at Wang Li's praise of his grandson.

But who would have thought that little Ponu said coldly: "I want to be a great general who expands the territory and go to the Xiongnu to avenge my father."

The old man sighed, and the poor old woman embraced her legs with tears in her eyes.

Wang Li laughed loudly, "Okay, when you grow up, you can be my subordinate. I will leave you a black-scaled horse."

The other cavalry also laughed in good faith.

This kid has a future.

Hearing this, Po Nu looked at Xiao Man with sparkling eyes, Xiao Man sneezed angrily and sprayed Xiao Po Nu on the ground.

It caused everyone to laugh.

In the middle of the month, it was already midnight.

Everyone simply ate something to deal with it.

"Senior, I will send someone to send you to Jiuyuan City. We still have tasks, so it is not convenient to take you with us."

Wang Li said to the old man while eating.

The lady was dumb, but not stupid, she could hear back and looked at the old man hastily.

The old man sighed, making people listen to inexplicable sadness.

"General, please send the two of them back. I have known the Xiongnu somewhat in these Hun tribes all these years, and I know where these Hun tribes are. I want to do my part for Great Qin."

"Woooo!"

The woman whimpered, obviously unwilling.

Chapter 48 Can the old soldier still fight!

Wang Li looked straight into the eyes of the old man.

It is a kind of stubbornness, a kind of stubbornness, a kind of bloodiness unique to relatives.

From it, he saw the eyes of thousands of soldiers who sacrificed for the Great Qin, and this kind of eyes made Wang Li feel mixed.

He knew that the old man had made up his mind and could not change it.

He might be able to force the old man to go back, but this violated the old man's heart, but he was even more unwilling to see the separation of the old man's family members.

The woman was looking at him with pleading eyes, which made Wang Li's heart skip a beat.

Helpless, Wang Li waved his hand behind him: "Send the old man back to Jiuyuan City."

After the words fell, two cavalrymen came over and led two Hun war horses, trying to help the old man get on the horses.

But the old man had quick eyes and quick hands, quickly picked up a Xiongnu knife from the ground, put it on his neck, and shouted: "Juan takes Ponu away."

Even Wang Li didn't react to the old man's sudden movement.

"Woooo!" The woman named Juan wailed, holding Po Nu and crying for a long time before getting on the horse aggressively under the old man's gaze.

Seeing their leader nodding, the two black-scaled cavalrymen turned around and took their wives and hundreds of high-quality cattle, sheep and horses towards Jiuyuan City.

The two women looked back at the old man step by step, but what they saw was the old man's firm eyes.

Eventually, they disappeared into the night.

Bang!

The weapon in the old man's hand fell to the ground, and the corner of his mouth grinned, "I deserved to die back then, and now my mission has been completed, haha, I am willing to use this remnant body to help Qin and help His Majesty conquer the Huns."

In the Warring States period, there was Lian Po who was old enough to go to the battlefield. Today, there are old soldiers who use their broken bodies to conquer the Xiongnu. These are the Qin people.

Jiujiu Lao Qin, go to the national disaster together!

This spirit moved all the cavalry. Although they possessed powerful power, it did not prevent them from having a deep respect for the old man.

"Haha! The old man is worthy of being from Qin, so let us turn this Xiongnu upside down." Wang Li was moved by the old man's words.

"Can the old soldier still fight!"

Wang Li handed a Qin sword to the old man with burning eyes.

The old man took Qin Jian and grinned: "Old soldier's name, Heifu."

“…”

This night was destined to be a sleepless night, and Wang Li and his party traveled to various tribes of the Huns according to the old man's records.

Kill the Huns on their backs!

Overnight, the five Hun tribes were all killed for an area. These five Hun tribes were large and small, and the largest combined of men, women and children had 2000 people.

Five tribes are 5000 people.

In other words, more than 5000 members of the Blackscale Legion killed more than [-] people overnight, and even [-] pigs could not be killed overnight.

What's more, the Huns who are thoughtful and can run.

Gain is directly proportional to action.

Countless cattle and sheep were harvested, and hundreds of Huaxia people were rescued. Some of these people were captured during the Six Kingdoms period.

Some lives also have many years.

Before dawn, Wang Li led the Blackscale Cavalry to send them to Jiuyuan City as quickly as possible.

Then he led the Blackscale Cavalry Regiment deep into the hinterland of the Huns, and a bloody storm kicked off again.

It wasn't until the afternoon that the scouts from King Zuo Xian discovered the tragic situation of the five tribes, and each tribe had a few large characters written on it, Great Qin Heilin.

Seeing this, the scouts were so frightened that their ghosts burst into cold sweat.

He reported to King Zuo Xian non-stop.

bump!bang!

The exquisite pottery and the bronze wine cup were slammed to the ground by Zuo Xianwang.

His eyes were red, and he wished he could eat people, full of hostility.

The generals of the Xiongnu in the tent were as silent as cicadas, not daring to speak.

"Tell me who did it, isn't it Qin Jun! Are your scouts trash?"

"Your Highness, we can be sure that the Qin army is under our control, and no large-scale army has entered the hinterland."

The scout general kneeling on the ground argued tremblingly.

The Qin army was under their noses, no one escaped, even the new army was under surveillance.

"Then tell me who did it." King Zuo Xian was so angry that his veins burst out, he roared, and looked at the person wishing he could eat it

"This, the young general doesn't know." The scout general was startled by this look, and quickly lay down on the ground without saying a word.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

King Zuoxian was panting heavily. This was the first time he had suffered such a big loss since Qin Jun drove them outside.

No, it's an insult!

Their Zuo Xian Wang family had never been insulted like this before.

He can be sure that it was Qin Jun who did it. He finally figured it out. Qin Jun's previous actions were all to lure them.

So that their elite cavalry could enter the hinterland of the Huns.

It's really a good plan.

Qin Jun regarded him and all the Huns as fools.

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