Descendants of Daoism of Daqin

Li Si knew it well, he looked at Fusu and said:

"Young Master, are you worried about that side?"

Fusu frowned, sighed lightly and dropped the white piece on the corner of the chessboard:

"We all know how unfavorable this battle is for Huang Quan's side. If it falls on this chessboard, it will be surrounded by ten sides and close to death. If Mr. Su Ying and other extraordinary people die in such a situation Wouldn't it be embarrassing to be so small. Personally, I really hope that Huang Quan can win..."

"Things are impermanent, fate is determined by God. Mr. Su Ying had the opportunity to leave Sanghai and retreat, but he didn't do so. This is his choice."

Li Si dropped a sunspot and smiled.

"In my opinion, since a person like Mr. Su Ying chose not to leave but to greet him head-on, he definitely did not act out of will. He must have done so with certainty. As for his certainty... I'm afraid we just don't know. That's all. But the odds of winning this situation are definitely not as low as you think."

"Maybe, Mr. Su Ying will make a move of the gods, and maybe the whole chess game will be reversed."

"I hope so..."

Fu Su Chizi murmured.

At this moment, a secret shadow guard walked quickly to Zhang Han who was standing aside, and whispered something in his ear.

Zhang Han's cold and calm expression changed, he looked at the secret shadow guard and said in a deep voice:

"Is the news true?"

"It's true."

The Shadow Secret Guard cupped his hands.

"What happened?" Hearing the movement here, Fusu and Li Si turned their heads to look, and Fusu asked aloud.

"You go down first." Zhang Han waved his hand away from the shadow guard, looked at Fusu and Li Si, and said with a solemn expression: "There is news from the front that the Huns' 20 troops are going south to attack Qin. The purpose is probably to sacrifice on Mount Tai. ... His Majesty the Emperor."

"what!"

"What did you say!"

Both Fusu and Li Si were startled, and Fusu even stood up from his seat and knocked over the chessboard.

The black and white chess pieces fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

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Under the cliff, the Mohist stronghold on the sea.

"The Xiongnu's 20 troops marched south with the aim of winning the government? Is this news true?"

Master Ban looked at Wei Zhuang with wide eyes and asked.

"Niang Liusha's information is absolutely true." Wei Zhuang said coldly while leaning on the shark's teeth.

Class master Xu Fuzi, Fan Zeng and others looked at each other.

Fan Zeng, who was born in a military family, stroked his snow-white beard and frowned: "It's a bit strange. This time the Xiongnu went south, it can be said that they seized the opportunity of Yingzheng to leave Xianyang for an east tour, but this alone can make them take huge risks to go south to attack. Qin, and the goal is to win the government? Then why not recharge your batteries and wait for the day when Yingzheng returns to the west before sending out troops?"

"Of course it's more than that."

Wei Zhuang's cold voice sounded again, and several people turned their heads to look at him,

But before Wei Zhuang could speak, Fan Zeng suddenly raised his head, his eyes were shocked and he said:

"Inside the empire!"

"That's right." Wei Zhuang said, his eyes sharp as a sword, "Someone from the empire contacted the Huns on their own initiative to cooperate with the empire. The people from Reverse Liusha mixed in with those people and got the news in advance."

"But, who on earth would do such a thing of collusion with other races?"

The master class is still a little unbelievable.

"The group of people headed by the old royal families of the original Wei, Zhao, Chu, and Qi countries, as well as military families, miscellaneous families, merchants... and the forces of Jianghu sects were mixed in, and the combination was roughly seventy-eight With a force of ten thousand people, your Xiang clan has the largest number of people." Wei Zhuang said, looking at Fan Zeng who was standing aside with sharp eyes.

"The group of people headed by the old royal families of the original Wei, Zhao, Chu, and Qi countries, as well as military families, miscellaneous families, merchants... and the forces of Jianghu sects were mixed in, and the combination was roughly seventy-eight With a force of ten thousand people, your Xiang clan has the largest number of people." Wei Zhuang said, looking at Fan Zeng who was standing aside with sharp eyes.

Class master Xu Fuzi and others turned their heads to look at Fan Zeng in surprise.

Fan Zeng was full of astonishment.

"What did you say?"

Wei Zhuang glanced at him and said: "As far as I know, the Tenglong Legion of your Xiang clan has secretly assembled under a general named Long Qie, and along the way recruit young men who are dissatisfied with Qin Guoxin or have blood feuds. , Now there are 5 to [-] young and strong troops."

"Long Qi..." Fan Zeng's eyes widened slightly, and a young man in fiery red armor appeared in his mind, "How is it possible! He doesn't have a soldier talisman or a young master general, how dare he act without authorization..."

His words stopped abruptly, his eyes widened, and he thought of a possibility.

"It seems that Shao Yu and that general named Long Qi have met once before."

Master Xu closed his eyes and said.

Little Sage Village.

Shaoyu was shooting arrows alone, without the usual arrows, he missed several arrows one after another.

Looks a little uneasy.

"What's wrong with me? Why do you feel uneasy?"

Shaoyu lowered his head and held his chest, feeling inexplicably depressed.