Daqin: Dragon Ancestor Asked Me to Be a Chess Player and Play the World

Han Xu's voice resounded throughout the world.

The five blood-stained members of the Yin Yang family shuddered when they heard the terrifying voice that was almost engraved in their bones.

They have been scared out of the psychological shadow.

Fu Sheng's expression remained unchanged, and he handed back the salute.

Then he re-entered the carriage and said, "Enter the city!"

The Confucian carriage drove past the Yin-Yang family and headed towards Xianyang City.

The Yin and Yang family are a little embarrassed at the moment, they are standing here, not knowing what to do.

"Lord Spokesman, what should we do?" someone asked.

Jiaoju gritted his teeth, remembering the explanation of the Venerable, he took a deep breath and said, "Go, since the national teacher has punished us, he will not stop us from entering."

"Then our flying boat..."

Some people are about to cry: "This is the best magic weapon, and we don't have a few in our yin and yang family."

Jiaoju was also very distressed, but when he thought of the huge palm that destroyed the world, his whole body trembled.

He walked forward without turning his head and said, "Don't mention Feizhou any more, otherwise, if it annoys that Great Qin National Teacher, I'm worried that none of us will be able to leave alive."

When the other four heard the words, their expressions changed.

They didn't dare to say another word, and hurriedly left with their heads lowered.

Han Xu didn't pay attention to the ants of the Yin-Yang family. His eyes were now looking into the distance.

There, the end of the road.

Suddenly there was a loud rumbling sound.

It was the sound of horses' hooves hitting the ground!

All the hooves, at the same time, at the same node, and stepping on the ground at the same time, have such an effect.

And this can also show that the comer is definitely the strongest among the cavalry!

Some guards also noticed these hooves at this moment, and they looked at it quickly.

The sky is full of dust, trampled by horseshoes.

The air was covered with dust.

Before the terrifying dust, the first thing that caught my eye was a huge flag.

The flag was rolled in the wind, and it was painted with a beast with fangs and claws!

At the moment of seeing this flag, all the defenders and soldiers burst out with terrifying fighting intent and hostility in their eyes!

Because, this flag is the flag of the Huns!

This means that the comer is the Huns!

Ying Zheng stood on the platform of stars, his eyes were like sharp swords, and the air around him seemed to be frozen.

He looked at the Huns envoys indifferently.

Han Xu raised the corner of his mouth lightly, and the feather fan shook lightly: "The most important piece of chess that stirs this murky water has finally arrived, and some of the next ones will look good."*

Chapter 3 Qin Jun's Sword! ([-] more!)

As one of the feuds of the Da Qin, the Huns and the Qin soldiers were blood feuds.

Therefore, at the moment of seeing the Xiongnu flag, it was almost a stress reaction. All the defending soldiers clenched their weapons, and the terrifying fighting spirit rose.

The air machine vibrated, directly smashing the clouds above his head.

The high-spirited fighting spirit instantly pointed to the distant Xiongnu.

At this time, the Xiongnu envoys seemed to be aware of this fighting intent, and the sound of the hooves accelerated, the faster the entire team moved.

Just like an arrow, it galloped along the official road with the decisive power of the bow without returning the arrow.

stomping on...

The ground trembled.

The people in Xianyang City seemed a little anxious because they didn't know what was going on outside.

They had to grab something to keep themselves from falling.

And outside Xianyang City.

The envoys can already see the face clearly.

I saw that this was a corps of [-] envoys, each of whom was burly, and everyone was as strong as a bear.

They rode tall steeds, and each carried a huge and heavy sword on his back, and the blade was extremely sharp under the sunlight.

And at the very front is a middle-aged man.

This person is about thirty-five years old, with a pair of eagle eyes, sharp eyes, blue pupils, and seems to be frozen in madness.

At this moment, feeling the fighting intent of the soldiers of the Qin army, he raised the corner of his mouth and roared directly: "Heroic sons, let them feel our power!"

"Roar!"

The five hundred soldiers roared in an instant, and the voice went straight to the sky.

They pulled out their big knives one after another, the tips of which held the ground and shot out countless sparks.

Here--

Here--

The floor of the marble slab was marked with shocking traces.

"Knives!"

At this moment, Zhang Han, who had received Han Xu's order early, let out a loud roar.

All the Qin Jun Erlang, the blade was unsheathed in an instant.

He stood outside the city gate, staring coldly at the Huns envoys opposite.

Behind him, three hundred defending sergeants stood according to the formation.

At this time, Zhang Han shouted directly: "The comer stops, dismounts and enters the city!"

But the man who led the Hun envoys ignored him. Instead, he got faster and faster, and said with a big laugh, "Hun Zuo King Chandun, learn the strength of Da Qin!"

As he said that, he waved the giant blade in his hand directly, and slashed towards the Qin army in front of him!

The five hundred Xiongnu cavalry behind him also wielded their blades at the same time.

All the blade qi gathered together to form a huge blade, the blade was dozens of feet long, and just like this, it swung the blade directly towards Xianyang City from the air!

That kind of power seems to be cutting Xianyang City into two halves.

"The Huns are still so arrogant and domineering!"

On the Qunxing stage, Ying Zheng said coldly when he saw this scene.

Han Xu shook the feather fan lightly and smiled: "The Xiongnu would not be called Xiongnu if they were not arrogant. After all, they are not comparable to Da Qin in terms of material, culture, quality, population, and living environment. No, nowhere else.”

"So, what else can they do besides being mad in character to comfort their fragile hearts?"

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, this was the first time he had heard such an opinion.

Immediately, he laughed, and the laughter was actually quite relieved.

He said: "Sir's words make the widow feel extremely comfortable."

Han Xu's expression was calm: "However, the madness has to be divided into different places. It's arrogant to be mad outside Xianyang City."

"Your Majesty, please continue reading, I have told Zhang Han how to deal with it."

When Ying Zheng heard this, his heart moved.

He looked at the scene outside the city again, and there was more hope in his expression.

"It turns out that the arrival of the Xiongnu was also expected by the master, and the widow was relieved."

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Outside Xianyang City.

Under the guidance of Zuo Wang Chandun, the five hundred iron cavalry of the Xiongnu cut out this shocking blow.

A huge sword qi suddenly swung down in the air.

All the people who saw this scene were frightened and their scalps went numb.

Rao is a few people from the Yin and Yang family who have just entered the city, and their expressions have also changed slightly.

"This Xiongnu barbarian is really scary!"

"If we are surrounded and killed by these five hundred people, there may be danger."

"How will Da Qin respond? Shouldn't he be ashamed at the door of his house?"

Several people in the Yin and Yang family whispered.

The Confucian carriage stopped.

The leader, Fu Sheng, raised the curtain of the car and looked at the huge blade in the air with a faint expression.

At this moment, Zhang Han, who was in front of the city gate, saw this huge sword light, but his expression did not change at all.

"Sure enough, as the national teacher said, these barbarians should be taught a lesson!"

Zhang Han stomped his foot, and suddenly, Qinghui appeared from under his feet, and then connected with all the three hundred soldiers behind him.

At this moment, Zhang Han slowly raised his sword.

The three hundred soldiers behind him, at this moment, seemed to be one with Zhang Han, and slowly raised their swords.

Their movements are the same, and even the changes in their expressions are exactly the same.

"The barbarian is rude, behead!"