Daqin: I, Fusu, can summon the undead

Chapter 49 Donghu leaders: Cut it off, be sincere
Qin State, Xianyang Palace.

"Urgent news from the North! Get out of the way! Everyone, get out of the way! Urgent news from the North!"

In the middle of the night, a cavalryman shouted and galloped on his horse in the Xianyang Palace. The Qin soldiers guarding the palace gate and patrolling heard the shouting and opened the door to let him pass. No one dared to stop him.

In front of Zhangtai Palace, the guards saw the cavalrymen riding and shouting, and they all drew their weapons and stepped forward to stop them. "Stop, get off your horses immediately!"

"General, urgent news from the north!" The cavalryman stopped his horse, dismounted, and ran a few steps to deliver the urgent news to Zhang Han.

Zhang Han took the urgent report, turned around and ran quickly to the gate of Zhangtai Palace, shouting, "Your Majesty, urgent news from the north!"

Hearing Zhang Han's shout outside, Zulong woke up from his sleep and quickly shouted, "Show it in!"

Now Fusu and the undead in the north are the most threatening existence to the Qin State, and are also the biggest worry in Zulong's heart.

Although that rebellious son was his eldest son, he was no longer the polite, well-educated and cowardly Fusu.

Instead, it was the vicious, cunning, ambitious and violent Lich King Fusu.

He even had the intention to destroy the Qin State.

What Zulong is most worried about now is that if a war breaks out in Qin, the rebellious son is likely to take advantage of the war in Qin and lead millions of undead in the Mountains of the Undead to attack the north of Qin.

Therefore, intelligence from the north is what Zulong attaches the most importance to now.

The threat posed by that rebellious son was so great that the Qin kings' great wish to unify the world had to be postponed indefinitely because of that rebellious son. Without dealing with that rebellious son in the north, it would be difficult for the Qin to continue to unify the world with peace of mind.

Zhang Han entered the Zhangtai Palace, first lit a candle to illuminate the area, then opened the mailbox containing the urgent message and checked it carefully before delivering the urgent message to Zulong.

The urgent report contained news from the Xiongnu living near Yiqiu Pass.

The 23 countries in the Western Regions united and assembled a total of 23 million troops to resist the Lich King's undead. Now the two sides are in a stalemate, and the countries in the Western Regions have made a joint statement, declaring that all the men in the Western Regions will fight to the death.

The Lich King has sent an additional 600,000 undead into the Western Regions. Seeing the opportunity, the Donghu and Shanrong want to take advantage of the emptiness of the Undead Mountains and jointly attack the Undead Mountains. Now the tribal armies of the Donghu and Shanrong have gathered at the Xilamulun River.

There were also rumors of rebellion among the Huns.

"Ah! That rebellious son really suffered a great defeat in the Western Regions!"

After reading the urgent news, Zulong was immediately excited. He did not even try to hide his hatred for someone!
"Zhang Han, summon the court judge Li Si, the left prime minister Wang Guan, and the right prime minister Feng Quji to the palace immediately."

Zulong immediately gave an order to Zhang Han.

Now that the rebellious son has been tied up with 1.4 million troops in the Western Regions, and is now facing a joint attack from the Donghu and Shanrong, and must also guard against the rebellion of the Xiongnu. It is a great opportunity to destroy the rebellious son and eliminate this greatest threat to Qin.

Ever since Fusu came back and pissed him off last time, he has been dreaming about killing that rebellious son these days.

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Mountains of the Dead, Valley of the Dead.

"Ah sneeze! Ah sneeze! Ah sneeze!"

Just after summoning a batch of new undead, Fusu sneezed several times in succession.

"This is not right! Not to mention that my current physique is more than two thousand times that of an ordinary person, even a lich can't catch a cold!"

Fusu muttered to himself with a puzzled look on his face. He grabbed Badawan's hand and pulled his sleeve to wipe his nose.
"Maybe someone is missing me! But who could it be?"

"Could it be my brothers and sisters? That should be it. I don't know anyone else in this world!"

"Since you miss me, why don't you go home? As the eldest brother, I'm working outside, so it's time for me to go home and give my younger brothers and sisters some small New Year gifts!"

"But if I go back like this, I will lose face!"

After talking to himself for a while, Fusu immediately ordered Badavan: "Badavan, immediately organize the troops and horses and prepare the carriage. I want to go... to visit the State of Zhao!"

"Yes!" Bada Wan responded respectfully, then was stunned: "Zhao State?"

Didn't you say you were going home to give your brothers and sisters some New Year gifts? Then you told me that you were not going to Qin, but to Zhao, which was Qin's old enemy! Is your gift to join forces with Zhao to attack Qin?
"What? Is it not possible?" Fusu said with a dark face. "Your Majesty, go wherever you want to go!" Badawan said immediately with a start, and then ran away.

After running away, Badawa couldn't help but complain in a low voice: "The king is just bored here and wants to go out and have fun!"

"What did you say?"

In the distance, Fusu's roar came.

Badavan was startled again, and instinctively answered loudly: "Your Majesty, I want to say that you still miss your father and brothers and sisters, which really touched me!"

"Stop talking nonsense and get to work!"

"Yes!" Bada Wan quickly responded loudly and ran away.

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An hour later, tens of thousands of skeleton cavalry and corpse cavalry rushed out from the northern entrance of the Undead Mountains with the sound of rumbling hooves, heading east.

Next came the dense swarm of infantry undead, like a winding blue-white river flowing out of the Undead Mountains, flowing in a straight line to the east.

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On the banks of the Saimu River, the Huangpi tribe.

Huang Pi was holding urgent discussions with the leaders of several nearby tribes.

He has not slept well for a single day since he heard the rumor ten days ago that the Donghu and Shanrong were planning to attack the Mountains of the Dead.

Although he had sent someone to clarify the rumor, he was still worried. Who knew whether the Lich King would believe it?

At this time, the leaders of several nearby tribes were summoned to discuss this matter.

"Report, Chanyu!"

A Dong Hu cavalryman rushed into Huang Xiong's tent and said anxiously, "News came from the west that 700,000 undead are coming towards us from the Undead Mountains."

"What? Seven hundred thousand undead!"

Upon hearing the report, Huang Xiong stood up in shock.

"Seven hundred thousand undead!"

The leaders of several nearby tribes also turned pale.

In the previous battle against the Huns, they had been forced to face reality by the killing of 30,000 undead souls.

The arrival of 700,000 undead at this time made them tremble in their hearts. 700,000 undead were enough to destroy the entire Donghu.

Several tribal leaders looked at each other, and then turned their eyes to Huangpi Chanyu.

"It seems that they still regard me as their leader!"

Seeing several tribal leaders looking at him, waiting for him to make a decision, Huang Xiong felt relieved. He still had prestige as the Chanyu.

"Clang, beep!"

The next second, the leader of the Giant Bear tribe drew out the dagger from his waist and inserted it on the table in front of Huangpi Chanyu, saying: "Chanyu, for the sake of Donghu, cut it off! Surrendering requires sincerity!"

"Qiang, Qiang!"

The remaining tribal leaders immediately drew out their daggers and stuck them on the table in front of Huang Xiong, looking at him with burning eyes. They all said in unison: "Chan Yu, for the survival of Dong Hu, please don't force us!"

"Chanyu, cut it off now so that you can recover and have the strength to surrender."

Huang Xiong: “.”

(End of this chapter)