Da Qin: Me! the Unparalleled Prince, Guarding the Great Wall for 18 Years

　　The adjutant hurriedly said: "The general calms down his anger and asks the people to stop and rest. It is the son's decision to Fusu."

　　As a supervisor, Fusu, the so-called supervisor, was appointed by the imperial court to control the transportation and supplies of the army, as well as the rewards and punishments of generals.

　　In theory, it is one level lower than the general of the army, but in fact, the general cannot directly issue orders to the supervisor.

　　The two sides belong to the existence of mutual checks and balances.

　　It is indeed the power of Fusu to manage the baggage team.

　　It's just... it's a delay in the military situation!

　　Meng Tian sighed in his heart, thinking of Fusu's character, he had probably guessed what was going on.

　　It stands to reason that those princes and noble sons who have been pampered since childhood, who do not regard human life as grass, and the people as dung.

　　But Young Master Fusu has such a pure temperament, but it is a little different.

　　It's just a pity, this pure goodness is useless in the right place.

　　Meng Tian rubbed his brows a little tiredly, and couldn't help thinking of another person.

　　Ying Changying, the same as Fusu, is the prince of Daqin.

　　Although they are both sons, Ying Changying and character are completely different from Fusu.

　　One is pure and kind, but a little pedantic, the other is strong and decisive!

　　Completely two opposites.

　　For Ying Changying, Meng Tian greatly appreciates it, and is a very rare general!

　　Over the years, foreign races have repeatedly moved south, but the Shangjun and Beidi guarded by Ying Changying have never committed any crimes!

　　It's enough to see how powerful Ying Changying is!

　　but……

　　If nothing else, this hard-fought son could only be stationed in the frontier for his entire life and could not return to Xianyang.

　　This was Ying Zheng's family affairs, and he didn't dare to ask too much as a foreign minister, but he felt sorry for Ying Changying.

　　"I don't know what Young Master Changying is doing at this time?"

　　……

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Chapter [-] Borrow the heads of all of you! [Add more, kneel and ask for flowers as a reward]

　　The Yellow River flows eastward, along the Helan Mountains and goes northwards, meets Yinshan Mountains and flows eastwards, meets Luliang Mountains and then goes southwards.

　　The shape is a "several" shape.

　　Within the word "a few", the area north of the Great Wall is the Hetao area!

　　This place was originally occupied by the Yiqu people, but was later destroyed by Qin, and most of the territory was reduced to the Qin realm.

　　Among them, the Yiqu people who still lived here, part of them surrendered to Daqin, and the other part formed their own tribe, neither close to Daqin nor to join the Xiongnu.

　　But Ying Changying knew that it was this part of the Yiqu people who often disguised as the Huns and went south to loot.

　　And this time, Ying Changying's purpose is precisely these Yiqu tribes.

　　……

　　At the foot of Helan Mountain, there is a Yiqu tribe.

　　"Whoo~"

　　The heavy curtain was lifted, and a young Huns strode in.

　　His name is Mordun, the son of Yutouman, a great Shan of the Xiongnu, with a distinguished status.

　　Looking at the various Yiqu headmen in the big tent, there was a trace of disdain in Mo Dun's eyes, but he quickly subsided.

　　The purpose of his visit this time was to unite these Yiqu tribes.

　　"What, the leader of Mo Dun made us want to go deep into the Great Wall to attack the camp of the Qin people?"

　　Hearing of Mo Dun's intentions, more than a dozen famous ditch leaders changed their expressions one after another.

　　They were photographed by the power of the Xiongnu and had to contact Morton. Unexpectedly, the other party would say amazing words as soon as they came!

　　Ask them to attack Daqin!

　　What's the difference between this and courting death?

　　Mo Dun said: "Don't be impatient. You have been staying here for a long time, and the news is blocked. But I don't know that my king has joined hands with Donghu to invade the south in turns. Now that the Qin people are too busy to take care of themselves, how can they trouble you?"

　　"Besides, since Mo Dun has come here, it means that the Qin army's various counties have already drawn up a large army, and the defenses of the counties and cities must be empty. If you can take the opportunity to attack one place, you will not only be famous on the grassland, but also In the name of revenge for the Yiqu country, it can be said to be able to gather the Yiqu tribes scattered all over the Hetao, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone, I don't understand why you don't do it?"

　　Although Mo Dun is young, he has already initially shown the lofty ambitions that a hero should have.

　　After a few words, the eyes of the head of Yiqu in the room flickered, obviously a little moved.

　　One of the chiefs hesitated slightly and said, "There are elite frontier troops from Daqin stationed in the pass, and Meng Tian, ​​the general of Qin court, and Ying Changying, the commander of Shangjun, are both powerful characters. There are less than ten thousand warriors in our clan, I'm afraid..."

　　"Ha! Even the elite Qin army is just a lamb to be slaughtered!" Mo Dun said ambitiously, "And our son-in-law on the grassland is a wolf. Have you ever seen a lamb that eats a wolf!"

　　"Report!~~"

　　Suddenly, there was a loud shout from outside the tent, followed by hurried footsteps, a figure flashed by, and a person from Yiqu who was busy with dust stepped in.

　　"Headman, a large group of Qin cavalry soldiers appeared twenty miles ahead, heading towards our tribe!"

　　"what!?"

　　The heads of each Yiqu exchange exchanged glances with shocked expressions.

　　Mo Dun was also a little surprised, but then he smiled and said.

　　"It seems that I have to take the first step. My suggestion, you must carefully consider it, and don't betray my king's trust in you."

　　Leaving a half-ceremonial, half-threatening remark, he took a long stride away, leaving the various Yiqu heads in the account to look at each other, their faces a bit ugly.

　　"What is Qin Jun doing at this time?"

　　"I don't know, just wait and see what happens!"

　　……

　　The night was like ink, and the wind howled.

　　The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, it is the time to kill.

　　Yi Canal Camp.

　　More than a dozen torches illuminated the tent as bright as day.

　　Wearing armor, Ying Changying sat on the soft deerskin mattress, her dark eyes looked at the dozen or so headmen of Yiqu in the tent indifferently, and a cold light flashed away.

　　Behind Ying Changying, several Xuanjia guards stood holding swords with solemn expressions.

　　"Buzz..."

　　The burning torches made some squeamish sounds, and the atmosphere in the account seemed a little depressed and solemn.

　　"I'm waiting to see Young Master Qin."

　　More than a dozen Yiqu tribe leaders lined up in front of Ying Changying, each with a respectful expression, holding their chest with their right hands, and exercising the highest etiquette.

　　They are both mature characters who know when to bow their heads.

　　The country of Yiqu had already been destroyed by Daqin. Although these tribes were not ruled by Qin in name, they still bowed their heads unconsciously when they saw the Daqin army.

　　Ying Chang Ying said with a solemn hand, "Everyone, please sit down."

　　"Thank you sir."

　　The dozen or so heads bowed down again to thank them, and then split up and sat down.

　　Ying Changying's eyes were leisurely, swept over the faces of more than a dozen headmen, and said in a deep voice.

　　"My son has encountered some troubles recently. Now that he came to your land, he just wanted to ask the heads of you to do me a favor. Of course, it's just a small favor."

　　Hearing this sentence, the headmen of Yiqu below looked at each other, lowered their heads, and said respectfully.

　　"But by your son's orders!"

　　"very good."

　　An inexplicable smile crossed the corner of Ying Changying's mouth, and said softly, "I want to borrow something from you all."

　　"As long as the son needs it, I will definitely obey."

　　"Good! Great!"

　　The smile on the corner of Ying Changying's mouth became more and more cheerful.

　　"This son wants to borrow your head for the first time!"

　　……

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Chapter [-] Those who dare to disrespect orders will be destroyed by Yiqu! [Add more, ask for flowers for a reward]

　　"What did you say?"

　　More than a dozen Yiqu heads looked at each other in shock, unable to believe their ears.

　　Several of the young chiefs had lost their temper, their eyes flickered fiercely, their fingers were pinched on the hilt of the knife, ready to explode at any time.

　　The older and prudent leaders looked at each other in dismay, not daring to act rashly.