Daqin: Imperial People Slaughter, Signed In to Daxue Longqi

Chapter 8 The pit I dug is the best cemetery!

Anonymous village.

Hundreds of frontier garrison troops just arrived.

Then came the rumbling of hooves in the distance.

Liu Le’s complexion changed, and he turned to look at the smoke and dust rising in the distance, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Could it be that the enemy’s backup force has arrived?

Thinking of this, Liu Le’s face became solemn.

With a low and angry shout: “Array!”

“Prepare to meet the enemy!”

Having said that, it was also a horse that turned over.

Turn the horse’s head, bend the bow and arrow at the place where the smoke and dust rises, and stand ready.

……

At this time, Bai Ze under the big poplar tree also opened his eyes.

His eyes were fixed on the road in the distance, his eyes narrowed.

The sharp senses given to him by the human slaughter system told him.

In the distance, dozens of powerful auras are approaching, none of which he can match now.

Even, there is an extremely tyrannical breath, which is dozens of times and a hundred times stronger than the rest of the breath!

Under the heavy pressure, Bai Ze reached out and touched Qin Jian in his arms.

I just felt a little calmer in my heart.

It is an enemy or a friend, if it is an enemy, what should I do?

At this moment, even Bai Ze, who was added to the system, felt his insignificance.

At the same time, a strong desire arises in the heart, which is the desire for power.

……

Let’s talk about Liu Le.

The 100-pound heavy bow was drawn, and the bow was like a full moon.

His eyes stared at the figure faintly emerging from the smoke.

Sweat beaded unknowingly on his forehead.

While he was vigilant, he also felt the great pressure from afar.

Feeling this coercion, Liu Le was unmatched in his heart.

Not to mention that unfathomable powerful breath.

I am afraid that it is only the owner of the other dozens of breaths who can destroy the hundreds of frontier garrison troops.

Although Liu Le was frightened, he clenched his teeth to overcome this fear.

Because, his identity as a Daqin soldier does not allow him to be afraid.

Even if he knows that the opponent is unmatched, as long as he confirms the identity of the opponent’s enemy.

He will also shoot the bow and arrow in his hand at the first time.

This is Qin Jun!

……

At the entrance of the village, hundreds of Qin soldiers drew their Qin swords.

Posing ready to rush to kill, the bowstring in Liu Le’s hand bounced straight.

Just the next second, relax.

Because, there is already a horse in the smoke and the first rushing out.

I saw the man with a burly stature, a resolute face, and a black black armor.

Under the crotch is the best war horse of the empire, the black dragon foal!

Liu Le couldn’t recognize the person, but he knew the armor and the war horse.

Shadow Guard!

It is the only mysterious organization directly affiliated to His Majesty today.

Among them, there are countless strong ones, and any one selected and placed in the army will have the ability to be a general.

The main responsibility is to personally guard His Majesty, and to convey His Majesty’s oral secret orders.

In Daqin, shadow guards can be described in two words.

One, like maggots attached to bones, guarding His Majesty’s safety and safety is not far away.

Second, if the emperor is in person, the shadow guard will do things, and there must be His Majesty’s intention behind it.

Thinking of this, Liu Le was startled, and hurriedly ordered everyone to dismount.

He also rolled over to the ground, led the horse to the side of the road, and gave way.

……

In the distance, Zhang Han led dozens of shadow guard members to look at the unknown village.

It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful mountains and waters.

To the north is the vast northern grasslands.

If you have good eyesight, you can see the distance of several kilometers at a glance.

This…is the residence of Wu Anjun in his later years.

Unexpectedly…

The war god still has his heart on the empire even in his old age.

Living in seclusion on the frontier, intimidating the small children in the northern Xinjiang…

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Han was in awe.

Inadvertently saw the Qin army on the roadside ahead.

Although he was a little suspicious, he didn’t care too much.

It was only when he caught a glimpse of several corpses at the entrance of the village, his expression turned gloomy.

Could it be that there are still people who dare to make trouble in the place where Wu Anjun lives in seclusion?

……

The entrance to the village is tens of meters.

Zhang Han ordered dozens of shadow guards to dismount and advance on foot.

Liu Le also greeted him from a distance, kneeling on one knee and marching with the highest etiquette.

“The last general is under the jurisdiction of Yuyang County, and Liu Le, the 500-year-old commander of the seventh garrison, has seen the adults!”

Zhang Han nodded, and was no stranger to Liu Le’s greeting.

Although his official position is not high, no matter where he goes.

All have another identity: the messenger of Ying Zheng!

This is enough to make the frontier defense generals bow down to the ground, not to mention Liu Le’s status as a 500-year-old.

“Get up!”

“Yes, my lord!”

After Liu Le stood still, Zhang Han glanced at the corpse at the entrance of the village and asked.

“What happened here?”

Liu Le didn’t dare to neglect, and repeated what Li Zheng said to him.

“Oh, cut ten heads with one sword?”

“Swordsmanship is so good at such a young age.”

Zhang Han became interested and looked in the direction of Liu Le’s fingers.

Under the big poplar tree, there was a thin young man with an indifferent expression.

Just looking at it, Zhang Han’s whole body froze as if electrocuted.

This is…

The eyebrows, the bridge of the nose, the edge of the lips…

Coupled with that expression of indifference and contempt…

Like ah!

so similar!

This young man is at least seven points similar to His Majesty today!

Having said that, this young man is a child adopted by Wu Anjun.

And this year is just twenty years old.

It’s too coincidental, isn’t it?

Could it be… he really?

……

Village entrance.

Zhang Han lost his mastery demeanor.

He opened his mouth and widened his eyes, staring at Bai Ze.

It made Liu Le and others confused, what happened to this Shadow Secret Guard?

Although the young man is excellent, he is also a man.

She’s not a beautiful woman, why does the lord act like this?

Of course, Liu Le only dared to slander these words.

……

under the poplar tree,

Bai Ze just glanced at the entrance of the village lightly, and then withdrew his gaze.

Now that he has confirmed that the other party is a friend rather than an enemy, he naturally loses interest.

In his heart, apart from the old man Bai, he didn’t have a good impression or dislike for others.

As for these Qin soldiers, perhaps it was because of the old man Bai.

Or maybe it was because of the subtle influence of the system that made him feel a little favored.

After letting him decide this matter, he followed the footsteps of old man Bai to join the army.

But at the moment, the top priority, he still has to keep filial piety for the old man for three days.

The old man Bai had no children in his life, but he raised Bai Ze.

It is his duty to keep filial piety!

……

In the distance, Zhang Han had recovered from his shock.

Shaking his head, he laughed at himself.

Impossible, according to rumors.

That child was executed twenty years ago by the order of the late king.

How can it be…

Moreover, the child was cursed and not favored by heaven.

Whether his life can be saved or not, how can he practice such a brilliant swordsmanship.

Thinking of this, although Zhang Han still had doubts in his heart, he just blamed his own over-heartedness.

At the moment, Zhang Han strode under the poplar tree.

He looked at the simple little earthen bag, and then looked at the tombstone, the tomb of the white old man, with a few crooked characters of Qin.

The corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

Then he looked at Bai Ze with a smile:

“This little friend, I am a former comrade-in-arms of Bai Lao.”

“I heard the bad news of Senior Bai, so I came here to express my condolences.”

“At the same time, at the request of Bai Lao’s old friend, he will repair the Bai Lao cemetery.”

Zhang Han tried his best to be kind, for fear of disturbing the young man.

In a few words, he explained clearly the task that His Majesty gave him.

As for Bai Lao’s identity, since he was unwilling to reveal it during his lifetime.

I’m afraid there is also his deep meaning, so Zhang Han did not make a fuss about Bai Qi’s identity.

After a few words, Zhang Hand looked at Bai Ze steadily.

Waiting for his reply.

I saw Bai Ze raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhang Han.

This glance made Zhang Han’s scalp tighten again.

Three words popped out of my mind: Too similar!

Afterwards, Bai Ze said lightly, “If you want to express condolences, condolences.”

“As for repairing the tomb, there is no need.”

“The pit I dug for Old Man Bai with my own hands is the best grave in the world.”

“Even if the old man Bai is still alive, he won’t say no!”

Bai Ze’s voice was not loud, but his meaning and attitude were very clear.

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