Qin Emperor Ziying

Chapter 315 Spring in the open air
Not long after, these people were brought to Ziying by the cavalry of the Qin Army.

With their hands and feet bound, they were thrown to the ground like dead pigs.

To say more or less, there are more than 200 relatives of Touman Chanyu and the royal family of the Huns.

Although these people are old and weak, women and children, their energy cannot be underestimated.

Every old man may be a warrior in the grassland when he is young;
Every woman her husband may now lead an army at the front;
The father of every young child may be a famous general in the grassland.

However, Ziying didn't even look at the group of people under his feet, but just took a cold look at the more than 2 Huns who were still in the open space.

With a light wave of his hand, he turned his head to the side.

As Ziying turned his head, all the remaining soldiers of the Qin army stepped onto the horses in unison, drew their long bows from behind, bent the bows, drew arrows, and shot at the Huns.

This is clearly using the more than 2 Huns as living targets for practicing riding and shooting.

Under the threat of death, the entire Hun prisoner camp suddenly exploded.

Although their hands and feet were bound, everyone was struggling, even if they used other people as shields, they wanted to live longer.

As for the Qin army, since they discovered what happened to the southern women in the Xiongnu yesterday, and learned about the actions of the Xiongnu Tucun to destroy the county, they have long been like Ziying, wishing to send all these Huns to the nether world.

It's just that he didn't dare to act without Ziying's order.

With Ziying's consent at this moment, he naturally vented all his anger on these Huns with feathered arrows.

As for the consumption of arrows, there is no need to think about it. The Huns are good at riding and shooting, and the arrows found in the royal court are enough for Ziying's troops to squander wantonly.

As for the more than 200 relatives of Man Chanyu and members of the royal family of the Huns who had just been taken out of the gate of hell, their faces turned pale and they leaned tightly together when they saw the scene of purgatory on earth.

However, even if the fear was at its peak, these people did not dare to make the slightest sound, for fear of disturbing Ziying, the iron-blooded butcher, and making him change his mind.

The reason why people like themselves were spared was that they would never think that the general of the Qin army was afraid of Touman Shanyu's power and wanted to ease the relationship between them.

Just because they broke through and burned Shan Yu's court, and killed everyone except them, the relationship between the two has long been endless.

There is no room for relaxation at all. In the eyes of these Huns who escaped with their lives, they are actually of no value at all. Whether to kill or not is all at the whim of that devil-like southerner.

During the whole process, Ziying didn't move at all, and kept his back to the slaughterhouse-like venue, staring at the raging fire in the distance, and the flames drew a bewitching pattern on his face.

At this moment, Lan Shuliu, who was closest to Ziying, suddenly heard a very small voice coming from Ziying's mouth.

"I'm not a saint, I don't have such a big heart to tolerate this, blood hatred can only be washed away with blood, I hope you will not be Huns in your next life.

If you offend me and strengthen Qin, you will be punished even if you are far away. "

After saying this, Ziying slowly closed his eyes.

Speaking of fighting for so long, Ziying tried his best to use tactics to reduce the damage of the soldiers in every battle, and even the old, weak, women and children did not commit any crimes.

Even when he came to the court of the Huns, Ziying didn't intend to kill all these old and weak women and children at first.

However, when Ziying discovered the "public stock house" underground in the royal court of the Huns and those southern female slaves who were not treated as human beings, Ziying's thoughts gradually changed.

This is a war between two nations.

It's a game where you die or I die.

Perhaps with the intermarriage of the two ethnic groups, the two ethnic groups will eventually merge into one after thousands of years.

However, in this era, iron and blood must be used to protect the people of Daqin.

It made the Huns turn pale when they thought of Daqin, and they didn't have the courage to go south.

It wasn't until noon that the screams of the Huns gradually stopped in the entire purgatory-like venue.

The cavalry of the Qin army began to ride their horses, holding their spears, and stepped on the thick blood mud to mend the spears for the undead Huns.

Seeing more than 2 of his own clan die in front of him like this, the more than [-] living Huns seemed to be shocked and dumbfounded, and they were silent.

They were indeed a little scared at the moment.

At this moment, a group of cavalry from the Qin Army slowly surrounded them, forming a small circle around the Huns again.

Seeing this scene, these Huns who survived by chance were even more horrified and shivered together.

Could it be that this devil-like general of the Qin army changed his mind again and wanted to kill himself and others.

Under the terrified eyes of everyone, Ziying slowly turned around.

Slowly turned around these Huns.

Ziying walked extremely slowly, and the weight of each step was very light.

However, in the ears of these Huns, every step felt as heavy as a mountain.

Every time Ziying took a step, these Huns seemed to have walked through the gate of hell.

Before the circle was finished, an old Hun suddenly turned dark, and Ziying was frightened to death.

Returned to his original standing position.

In the ears of these Huns, a voice that seemed to come from hell poured into the ears of these Huns.

"I originally planned to kill everyone in the entire royal court."

As soon as Ziying finished speaking, all the Huns fell into an ice cave.

"I changed my mind last night, however."

Ziying said with a charming smile.

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Lan Shuliu, who had been standing there cautiously, very violently.

In Lan Shuliu's eyes, Ziying's behavior at this time seemed as if the beast-like man from last night had returned.

He grabbed Lan Shuliu and hugged him fiercely, although Lan Shuliu couldn't express his feelings for Ziying at this time.

She no longer resisted Ziying's actions, but in broad daylight, Ziying was thrown into her arms in front of so many people, and she couldn't help crying.

"Your crown princess, I was very comfortable serving Gu last night."

"I have always been the one who can't stand women's entreaties. Since she would rather bear it for you last night than ask me to let you go, how can Gu be willing to let a beauty be sad?"

After finishing speaking, Ziying's lips touched Lan Shuliu's mouth, and a big hand also touched Lan Shuliu's skirt very dishonestly.

Ziying's behavior at the moment is just like a son of Wang Gui who is overly anxious.

It's just that at this moment Lan Shuliu is tightly hugged by Ziying, everyone only sees Ziying's actions, but they can't see Lan Shuliu's spring.

(End of this chapter)