Descendants of Daoism of Daqin

Su Ying felt that his arms were wrapped in warm and soft things, and turned his head to see that Concubine Yan was clinging to him, with both hands wrapped around his arms in her arms.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing."

Concubine Yan looked at him and said softly, the tenderness in her clear eyes was like water,

Seeing this, the purple girl Shi Lan and other girls scattered and left in a sensible manner.

Seeing that they were all gone, Su Ying stretched out his hand to hug the slender Concubine Yan into his arms, raised her white and pointed chin, stared at her beautiful and dignified face and said with a smile: "If you want to thank me, Be proactive."

A faint glow floated on Concubine Yan's cheeks, she put her arms around Su Ying's neck, looked at Su Ying with winking eyes and said:

"If you take the initiative, take the initiative. I will not admit defeat today."

(Today I feel sick to my stomach, so this is only a [-]-word chapter).

Chapter 359 The Huns Attacked (Part [-])

In the northern border of the empire, the sun was covered by dark clouds, and the cold wind blew from north to south, blowing the weeds on the wasteland and the armor made of wild animal furs of the 20 Huns.

Sitting on a black horse, the tall and burly Shanyu looked at the majestic Great Wall standing on the barren valley to prevent them from going south to graze horses, his eyes were full of impatience.

When are we going to wait?

His patience is almost exhausted, and the 20 troops stationed here consume a lot of food and dried meat. If they can't capture the Great Wall, they will have to return the same way in less than half a month, and then wait Theirs is a brutal winter.

"Are those Central Plains people lying to me?"

Shan Yu's eyes are uncertain.

"One Thirty Zero" If this is true, then he has suffered a big loss this time. The grain and jerky of the 20 troops cannot be exchanged for the treasures brought by the people from the Central Plains.

"No, I can't wait any longer. There are only 20 Qin soldiers stationed on the Great Wall. I don't believe that my [-] soldiers as fierce as tigers and wolves can't attack the Great Wall."

Shan Yu waved the whip in his hand and looked at the Great Wall in the distance and said coldly, his eyes were full of fierce light.

"Come on, send the order to attack the Great Wall immediately!"

On this day, the Xiongnu invaded the northern border of the empire, and the [-] Qin defenders in the northern border guarded the Great Wall.

The news quickly spread to Mount Tai and fell into the ears of Ying Zheng.

The big bill rose, and the young generals headed by Wang Li came to Yingzheng and asked for support.

Ying Zheng, who was sitting behind the desk and writing, didn't lift his head, and said in a flat tone:

"You don't need to go to this matter, you go back and continue to prepare the army to move eastward."

Those young generals were puzzled, but since Ying Zheng had spoken, they could only obey.

After they left, Ying Zheng was the only person left in the spacious tent. He put down the brush after writing the last stroke, rolled up the silk paper, put it in a scroll, and then stood up holding the scroll. .

"Come on."

Ying Zheng said to no one, with a majestic voice.

Swish, a secret shadow guard appeared like a phantom, half kneeling on the ground.

"Send this to Songhai and hand it over to Li Si."

"promise."

The Shadow Secret Guard took the scroll and replied, before disappearing.

After he disappears.

"Cough cough."

Outside the door, the old servant who was dressed in Yingzheng's daily life heard the coughing inside and hurried in.

I saw Ying Zheng standing there bent over and looking at the palm of his right hand. The old servant saw a smear of blood in that palm, his face suddenly turned pale, his hands and feet were cold, and tremblingly said:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

Ying Zheng, with traces of blood on his mouth, glanced at him, said nothing, then turned around, walked behind the desk and sat down, looking at the mountains of bamboo slips on the desk, a rare flash of fatigue flashed in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, do you want this old slave to call the medical officer over?"

The old servant looked at him worriedly.

"no need."

"no need."

Ying Zheng shook his head, suddenly, as if remembering something, he looked up at him:

"Do you still have the pill left by Su Ying?"

The old servant shook his head and said:

"It's long gone."

Ying Zheng didn't speak, and quietly looked at the dazzling red on his right hand.

He didn't speak, and the old servant didn't dare to speak, and stood there bowing respectfully.

After some time, Ying Zheng spoke.