Daqin: You were asked to build the Great Wall and you destroyed the Huns?

Chapter 302 Killing and Punishing the Heart

Standing on the top of Langjuxu Mountain.

Ying Xuan looked into the distance.

The grassland on the east side and the desert on the west side are like a vertical line dividing the world.

The vast field of vision makes people feel heroic.

Ying Xuan couldn't help but sigh.

"It is worthy of being the Holy Mountain of the Huns."

The Xiongnu believed in the Immortal Heaven, and Langjuxu Mountain was the "Mount Tai" in their minds.

When a Chanyu succeeds to the throne or it is a matter of racial importance, they will always offer sacrifices to heaven at Langjuxu Mountain to seek God's instructions.

This is their holy place for worship and spiritual belief.

Only when Ying Xuan stands here can he truly understand.

Why Fenglang Juxu was an ancient military general and the pinnacle of his pursuit of personal achievements.

Why Feng Lang Juxu became the most popular poem among literati.

Ying Xuan took a deep breath and looked into the distance.

A hundred miles to the west and north is Guyan Mountain and Wangting Longcheng!

That was the last line of defense for the Huns.

Ying Xuan seemed to be looking down at this moment.

My heart is full of pride.

Liu Bang behind him had passionate eyes and a low voice.

"From ancient times to the present, no one in China has ever been able to expand its territory to this place!"

"Such a feat will surely leave a mark in history."

"We are truly honored to be able to follow His Highness."

Erniu didn't understand the heart-pounding meaning of Qing Shi's name.

But now he was following Ying Xuan’s gaze.

He also said loudly.

"This is nothing. Sooner or later, the royal court will be like this Langjuxu Mountain, surrendering at the feet of the young master."

Liu Bang laughed loudly.

I really appreciate Er Niu’s fearless courage.

But the Royal Court of the Huns does not only refer to Dragon City. After all, Maodun has a huge territory and powerful cavalry.

Even if they were defeated in front of Ying Xuan, they could still escape.

If you want Dragon City to surrender, it's easy, if you want the royal court to surrender.

It is indeed difficult!

Han Xin beside him also spoke out.

"That's wrong!"

"After all, the Royal Court has hundreds of thousands of cavalry, and most of them can escape even if they run away."

"They won't just stand around waiting for us to kill them!"

Liu Bang was very impressed after hearing this.

This kid is finally reliable enough to keep up with his own thinking.

But Han Xin continued without stopping.

"So we can't ink!"

"Your Highness, the general thinks that we should launch a surprise attack on Dragon City right now."

"We will surround Dragon City and kill each one of them."

"Let's see if Namo Dun still has the energy to fight against Henan."

"If he turns back, we will retreat eastward."

"If he doesn't come back and gives up Dragon City completely, we will go around behind him and give him a fatal blow!"

Han Xin's eyes flashed with an inexplicable look.

Use your palms together and swing them down like a knife.

This made Liu Bang, whose expression was already frozen, shudder violently.

Erniu also swallowed his saliva.

He muttered something.

"You are radical, you are radical!"

Ying Xuan laughed loudly.

Han Xin's proposal was not rejected.

Instead, he said loudly.

“Prepare the cattle and sheep!”

"Today, I will offer sacrifices to heaven at Langjuxu Mountain!"

"Show the Huns."

"Their holy mountain has also fallen at the feet of my great Qin!"

Ying Xuan finished speaking.

Han Xin's expression froze.

Take a breath.

Good guy, I just want to kill the barbarian.

It's good for you, young master, to kill someone is to kill someone's heart.

In other people's holy mountains, people worship the gods.

This is simply more vicious than playing with their wives and concubines in front of them.

Liu Bang's eyes widened.

Keep shaking your head.

"Just this one moment, I'm afraid the faith in the hearts of the Huns will completely collapse!"

"Hard! Cruel enough!"

As smoke rises.

On Langjuxu Mountain, a temporary and crude altar was actually set up.

The drums were thundering all around.

Thirty thousand Qin soldiers roared and roared.

The heaven and earth shook, and the Huns scout who had been staring at them didn't understand what it meant.

When you really see it, thick smoke rises, and the altar looks like a sacrifice.

Suddenly his heart was shattered, and he ran frantically to the north to report the news.

Tens of miles away to the north.

In the camp where the army stopped temporarily.

King Zuo Guli looked ashamed and angry.

The army of hundreds of thousands was driven away by thousands of people.

Not to mention going south to attack Qin.

Even the holy mountain was lost.

This time it was really embarrassing.

In front of them, Bao Qu and Lan Linjian were half-kneeling on the ground.

Bao Qu burst into tears and told all the story.

I repeated it several times with determination.

"Then the Qin people are just trying to seduce us!"

"Tens of thousands of people came down, but there was still so much movement on the mountain."

"Absolutely 100,000 soldiers and horses."

"Lan Linjian did not lie."

"Everything he said was true."

"And why didn't the eldest son of Da Qin kill him?"

"My subordinates do have some clues."

After Bao Qu finished speaking, he took a frightened glance at King Zuogu Li.

Now he must prove that Lan Linjian's death is reasonable.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain how he survived.

Sure enough, after hearing this, King Zuo Guli raised his gloomy eyes.

Say it word for word.

"tell me the story!"

Bao Qu was sweating profusely. He knew that King Zuo Guli would be very angry at this defeat.

As long as this reason does not satisfy him.

The two of them will definitely become targets and tools for him and the soldiers outside to vent their anger.

It will not be easy to die by then.

"The general thinks that the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty just wants to pretend to be suspicious."

"Makes you suspicious of Lan Linjian."

"If it doesn't work once, then two or three times."

"Even if you let me go, you will kill him yourself!"

"Only in this way will the Lan family completely become enemies with you."

"After all, he is the strongest and most promising person of Lan's generation."

"You forcibly borrowed it from the Lan family and Shan Yu."

"If I die in your hands like this, I'm afraid Lan will be suspicious."

“You can’t get away with it just because of your face!”

"The eldest son of the Great Qin Dynasty has a very deep scheming to drive a wedge between the various tribes!"

After hearing this, King Zuo Guli narrowed his eyes.

He said nothing and stared at Bao Qu.

Bao Qu's expression remained unchanged, but his throat kept rising and falling.

Sweat overflows uncontrollably from the tip of the nose.

At this moment, a scout from a distance suddenly came running.

He didn't even bother to report it, so he shouted in grief and anger.

"king!"

"What's wrong! The Qin people are actually offering sacrifices at the Holy Mountain!"

"They are worshiping God in our holy land!"

The scout's voice made everyone who heard it dizzy.

King Zuo Guli stood up suddenly.

His fists were shaking.

He wanted to yell violently and lead his army to kill.

But the only reason he had left allowed him to forcefully suppress the overwhelming anger in his heart.

He knows if he just shouts it.

The soldiers will definitely follow him and fight back.

They are unwilling to bear this kind of humiliation even to death.

But he couldn't do this, he couldn't treat the lives of a hundred thousand soldiers as child's play.

His heart felt as if he had been hammered hard, and King Zuo Guli's veins popped out.

His teeth creaked until he took a few breaths.

His face turned red and he sat back again.

Everyone was looking at him, waiting for his instructions.

But King Zuo Guli said as if nothing had happened.

"Just sacrifice, wait until we capture Xianyang."

"We are also worshiping heaven in Xianyang Palace!"

"What does this mean?"

The words are extremely relaxed.

But the sound was extremely hoarse.

It was like the broken sound after roaring hundreds of times.

Everyone was silent.

Lan Linjian could also feel that King Zuo Guli was already trying his best to stay calm.

King Zuo Guli waved his hand and asked the scouts to continue staring.

Don't pay any attention to it.

The scout opened his mouth, but finally sighed helplessly.

This tone seemed to be some kind of supporting energy.

The moment he spit it out, his originally high-spirited figure suddenly looked a little rickety and sluggish.

King Zuo Guli watched this scene intently.

He knew that the soldiers would be deeply affected by this.

He also knew that what the other party wanted was to completely trample and crush their barbarian beliefs.

But he can't do anything.

He dared to fight against the Qin army of one hundred thousand and two hundred thousand.

Dare to face the Qin Dynasty's most elite soldiers and phalanxes.

But it was the only thing that couldn't fight against these few thousand silver-armored heavy cavalry.

After the scout left, King Zuo Guli continued to speak to Bao Qu in a hoarse voice.

"The eldest son of Da Qin just wants to destroy our faith!"

"You are right, this person's viciousness is rarely seen in the world."

"He let Lan Linjian go, probably just to make me suspicious and to enmity with the Lan family."

King Zuo Guli waved his hand and asked the two of them to retreat graciously.

"Go back to the tribe and appease the soldiers under your command."

"After a few more hours of rest, we will evacuate northward overnight!"

After finishing speaking, Bao Qu was very excited.

He held up the Lanlin sword without saying a word and wanted to leave the tent.

Lan Linjian's eyes were dull and he just lowered his head.

He kept mumbling in his mouth. "Why?"

"What does he want to do?"

King Zuo Guli waved his hand, and the guards on both sides pulled down the hanging tents on both sides.

Until it blocks everyone's view.

King Zuo Guli's stomach twitched and his chest heaved.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

His eyes widened and he stared in the direction of Langjuxu Mountain.

"Take my holy mountain and kill my soldiers!"

"Now we are offering sacrifices at the Holy Mountain again."

"Young Master Da Qin, you and my left wing have an sworn hatred!"

"One day, I will catch you with my own hands and peel off your skin and cramps."

"Sacrifice to the Immortal Heaven!"

Lan Linjian could not hear King Zuogu Li's oath.

Bao Qu carried him all the way back to his tribe.

He picked a dome hut and threw him in.

"Don't worry about it anymore. You are no longer the invincible myth of my Hu people, and there is no need to hold on to your previous pride."

"The only thing you have to do is be happy that you can survive until now!"

"From now on, you and I are grasshoppers on a rope."

"No matter who you meet in the future, when asked, you must answer with the words I just said."

"If you say the wrong thing, not only you and I will die, but also your family and friends will inevitably suffer."

Bao Qu glanced at Lan Linjian, who was a little dull.

Finally, he said sharply.

"Think clearly, the reason why he didn't kill you is more important, or the lives of your wife, children and clan are more important!"

These harsh words finally brought Lan Linjian back to his senses.

He nodded slightly.

Bao Qu snorted coldly.

Their tribe was originally at the center of the army.

But because of this defeat, he has been pushed to the edge of the army.

I don't know how many objections there will be to me within the clan.

Bao Qu was angry when he walked out of Qionglu.

If it weren't for him and Lan Linjian now, they would be one with honor and disgrace.

The person who kills him must be himself.

With a cold snort, Bao Qu turned around and left.

The Lanlin Sword in Qionglu.

He kept comforting himself.

"Yes, he is right."

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter why he let me go."

"It's all over!"

Lan Linjian closed his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to completely delete Ying Xuan's unpredictable smile from his mind.

He rubbed his calf that was crushed by the horse.

He stood up with force.

He moved to the felt and lay down heavily.

He exhaled as if everything was a nightmare.

He just wanted to wake up, he was still in the Wang Tinglan clan, and none of this happened.

……

The sun gradually sets.

The heat of summer has not yet arrived.

The cold of winter has not completely dissipated.

Most of the soldiers in the camp wore another layer on their thin right arms.

The bonfire was not lit.

The movement of the soldiers packing their bags awoke Lan Linjian.

He turned over and climbed up, grabbing a wooden stick that someone had brought to him at some point.

Walked out holding on to the ground.

Outside, people are in a hurry.

Many of the baggage that was originally discarded was brought back by those who fled.

At this moment, some tribesmen choose clothes and some hide their money.

All are preparing for large-scale migration.

Lan Linjian sighed, it turned out that everything was not a dream.

At this time, a young boy beside him saw him and ran over in a hurry.

"General!"

"Your leg is injured, how can you move around at will?"

"Don't worry, I will lead the horse to hump you when you leave."

Lan Linjian smiled slightly.

Being teased by Ying Xuan these past two days was really frightening.

Although he knew that the boy must have been sent by Bao Qu.

But feeling this kindness, I felt a little warm in my heart.

"It's ok."

"This minor injury is insignificant. It will be healed in less than two days."

He looked at the young man who hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

Lan Linjian smiled again.

"No need to help!"

"I'm not that weak yet."

Lan Linjian raised his hand to refuse.

Seeing that the young man kept his head down, not daring to look at him, he turned his head to see the young man's profile.

But he suddenly realized that no matter how hard he tried, the profile of his face was clearly right in front of him.

But I just can’t see clearly.

Lan Linjian suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and all the muscles in his body tensed up instantly.

That is at this moment.

A bitter and familiar voice sounded.

"Aren't you that weak?"

"How are you not weak?"

"Aren't you considered weak like this?"

"How much weaker do you want to be?"

The young man suddenly raised his head.

Almost just in front of Lan Linjian.

The goosebumps all over Lan Linjian's body exploded instantly.

That is such a familiar face.

"Ying Xuan!"

"Ying Xuan!"

"Why are you here!"

Lan Linjian backed up crazily and fell to the ground weakly.

He watched Ying Xuan approaching with a strange smile.

Terrified.

The original domes on both sides suddenly became scorched black.

The people who were packing their bags all fell to the ground at some point.

He died tragically with his eyes wide open.

The blood on the ground flowed back and spread upwards little by little along his fingertips.

Ying Xuan in front of him looked at him sarcastically.

He kept talking.

"You are so weak, you are so weak!"

"You are too weak!"

Lan Linjian watched all this in horror.

He wanted to escape like crazy, but the blood clinging to his hands was like maggots attached to his bones.

No matter how hard you try, you can't get rid of it.

Ying Xuan's voice kept echoing in his ears like a ghost.

The blood of the barbarian's tragic death drowned him little by little.

Before Lan Linjian suffocated, he could only scream in terror one last time.

"No! No! Don't!"

……

"boom!"

The wooden stick placed next to the felt was slapped by Lan Linjian and flew away a few steps away.

He started suddenly, gasping in horror.

The sound of people packing their bags and preparing to evacuate was heard again from outside the Qionglu.

Lan Linjian was stunned for a few breaths, not even caring about the pain in his legs.

He didn't even dare to take the wooden stick not far away.

He hurriedly jumped on one leg and ran out of Qionglu.

Lifting the curtain, the noisy camp rushed into view, and the real world was peaceful and peaceful.

The crisp night air hit his face, waking him up instantly.

Lan Linjian breathed a sigh of relief.

But this time.

"General!"

"Your leg is injured, how can you move around at will?"

"Don't worry, I will lead the horse to hump you when you leave."

Lan Linjian felt the hairs all over his body stand up.

He turned back in horror.

A young man came running quickly.

Lan Linjian almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the young man raised his head, and his clear face finally made the fear in his heart dissipate slightly.

The young man got into the dome hut, took out the wooden stick, and wanted Lan Linjian to hold it.

But Lan Linjian shook his head in panic.

For some reason, he always had a very bad feeling.

"When do we evacuate?"

The young man replied with a clear voice.

"There is still one hour left. When the tribesmen drive back the cows and sheep that were originally hidden, we will leave!"

Lan Linjian frowned.

"Where is Bao Qu?"

"Take me to him quickly!"

The young man was not surprised, but he said with some embarrassment.

"The general said before retreating to Guyan Mountain."

"You won't be allowed to see anyone!"

"Including him."

Lan Linjian was angry.

"Why."

"I am the number one general of the Lan clan, and he is twenty-four years old, how can he control me!"

"If he doesn't see me, I'll go see King Li!"

"We can't wait any longer and leave immediately."

"Then Ying Xuan may catch up again at any time!"

The young man looked surprised.

"No way!"

"They are fighting one after another. No matter how elite they are, they will be unable to lift the sword."

"How can we catch up again!"

Lan Linjian looked anxious.

He didn't know how to explain it.

But there was a voice inside, constantly urging him to escape.

Looking at the confused boy in front of him.

He felt deeply powerless.

Even this boy couldn't be convinced.

Why should he convince King Zuo Guli, who was already full of doubts about him?

……

And now, under the cold moonlight.

Southeast of the army station.

A flash of silver was indeed moving rapidly across the mountains and rivers as he thought.

(End of this chapter)