The Villain System of Mingyue in Qin Dynasty.

Ying Ziyi smiled, drove forward on the horse, and pulled Tuobayue onto the horse's back, "Now, do you know my answer?"

The woman was very quiet, leaning back against Ying Ziyi's arms, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, she said to herself: "Ying Ziyi, you hypocritical hero, womanizer, have you finally taken the bait?"

Chapter 24 Revolving

The ruins of the war are like mottled hills, and the once beautiful grassland has become scorched earth.

The raging fire burned for almost one night, and it was still not extinguished when the Xiongnu army returned to the royal court.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood and thick dust, which made it almost impossible to open one's eyes.

Howling and howling filled my ears, even the wolves who had experienced cruel fighting in the wind and frost couldn't help but feel sad.

The Hun knights who galloped back overnight were already empty in their stomachs.The speechless tears flowed down my heart, but I only felt that the corners of my eyes were extremely dry, and I wanted to cry but couldn't cry.

"Duoyan Boba!"

There was no joy or anger on the young wolf king's face, he just called out to the warrior he relied on the most.

"exist!"

Doyan Boba gritted his teeth, the voice almost came out of his throat.He was angry, he was sad, and he wanted to yell.

But this captain of the Huns can't, this will only make the already low morale of the knights beside him even more depressed.

"You and your knights are divided into three groups. One is to patrol around the royal court to prevent the enemy from attacking. The other is to extinguish the remaining fire in the royal court and rescue available supplies. The last knight gathers the scattered tribesmen in the royal court. , to restore the order of the royal court."

"Yes!"

The knights behind Mao Dun began to accept the command of Doyan Boba, spread out, and galloped away along the edge of the royal court.

"Nomin!"

"Subordinates are here!"

"You and your men take out all the beef and mutton we brought, boil them in a pot, and distribute the broth to everyone in the royal court."

"Yes!"

...

After roughly instructing his subordinates, Mo Dun followed the path in his memory and found his king's tent.

The damage to the king's tent was not as serious as that outside the tent. The wooden high platform serving as the foundation of the king's tent was still intact, and the mud horseshoe marks on it were faintly visible.

Bronze wares, braziers and other scattered items were scattered on the high platform, or they were too large, or they were seriously damaged, and they were not taken away by the Qin army.

The Shanyu throne was still in place, but the white tiger skin on it was gone.

And the most conspicuous thing was the red-backed black-edged moiré flag tied to the throne, with the big Qin character on it, like a blazing flame, burning the wolf king's heart.

There is nothing more humiliating than this!

The wolf king clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were about to split open, his whole body trembled slightly, but his shoulders were covered by a warm palm.

Modu looked back, it was Kryon!

"Chan Yu, I know you are very sad now. But as a king, everyone can have tears, but you can't."

Hearing Kryon's gentle voice, Mouton calmed down.

"I see, my friend," said Mouton, returning.

"Shan Yu, the old shaman has been found."

A loud cry attracted the attention of Modu and Kryon.

When the old shaman was carried over, his face was vain and extremely weak.

Mao Dun ran down the high platform, came to the side of the old shaman, and said with concern: "Old shaman, how are you?"

"I'm fine, I won't die yet."

The old shaman spoke in a weak voice.

"Old shaman, it's all my fault that you and Wang Ting have suffered so much." The young wolf king admitted his mistake like a child.

"No, Shan Yu. It's us who underestimated Qin Jun and that evil ghost too much."

The old shaman stretched out his muddy and blood-stained hands, stroked the wolf king's face, and said, "We thought that the Gobi desert was a natural barrier, and the vast wilderness was a pasture for barbarians to run. People will only hide under the high walls, cowardly and incompetent, but they did not expect that the Qin army traversed hundreds of miles of desert and attacked Shan Yu's royal court. Shan Yu, you must remember today's shame!"

Old Shanyu held Maodun's hand and held it tightly.

"I know." Mao Dun nodded fiercely, and said, "Take the old shaman down to heal your wounds."

……

On the bank of Qinghe River, the water is murmuring.

A man in a robe stands on the bank, unfurls the scroll with light smoke, and the wide sleeve robe dances with the wind, like a poem and a picture.

Opposite the man, came an old man.The old man is an octogenarian, senile, but he walks like a mountain, step by step, without the slightest wavering.

"Mr. Chu Nan!"

The man respectfully bowed to the old man and saluted.

"Ovary, don't be too polite!"