The Journey of Release After the Awakening of Shadow Fruit

It may be the first time I have encountered Versailles, and I am not used to it.

"Brother Han doesn't believe it?" Moria asked with a smile.

"I believe it!" Han Fei smiled, got up and said: "After that, I will just wait for Brother Mo to sweep the six countries for me in Korea and be a family in the world."

"Uh" this time Moria opened his mouth, unable to speak.

Did I promise to help you?

It seems there is!

I go!

I didn't want to help you!

Moria crazily complained about himself, he just wanted to pretend, he didn't want to promise Han Fei to help him unify the world.

But Moriah thought about it.

As long as he was with the Huns, it would not be difficult for him to get hundreds of thousands of cavalry of the Huns, who seemed to sweep the six countries and help Han Fei rule the world.

With his current shadow strength, unless it is an attack that reaches Jing Ke's top sword intent, he can break through the defense.

Otherwise, if you meet Shadow Waiter, you will have to be killed.

However, there are few people in the world who can have Jing Ke's attack power.

The war is a legion war, not a few strong men like Jing Ke can change the situation of the battle.

Otherwise, a strong man like Donghuang Taiyi of the Yinyang family would have been the leader of a country long ago, and he would not have to cooperate with Qin.

As for the number of legions, his shadow waiter army has no physical limitations.

This is a big advantage.

If it can't kill you, it will consume energy to kill you.

Therefore, it seems that it is really not that difficult for Moriah to destroy the Six Nations.

after a meal.

Moria agreed, and Han Fei was happy, so he went to the private room next door on the spot, asked three girls to drink with him, and drank until late at night before going back.

Moria went back to training, Thorn, enjoyed the food, flirted with the purple girl at night, and lived a very regular life.

Moria knew that the ruthless killing was about to begin when he sensed that the shadow waiter giant eagle flying to the border of the Huns had stopped.

Chapter 232 Sweeping the Flowers of the Xiongnu Grassland

Northern steppe.

Huns.

The social form is between primitive tribes and feudal slaves.

Clans, large and small, are branched out in this vast grassland in the form of tribes.

The large, medium and small tribes expressed their submission to the most powerful tribe in the form of offerings, and together constituted the country of the Xiongnu.

This morning.

The sun has not yet come out, the sky is already dark.

Moriah and the shadow waiter giant eagle exchanged positions and appeared at an altitude of [-] meters.

call…!

As soon as it appeared, a chill hit, and the breath exhaled by Moriah's mouth turned into white air.

The morning in the north is still a bit cold.

Moria, who was supported by the shadow tights in the robe, looked like an exiled fairy, hanging alone in the air, looking down.

directly below him.

More than two dozen felt tents of different sizes fell on the gray grassland like buns.

It is a tent made of animal skin by the prairie people, which can be regarded as their house.

Moria guessed that this should be a small tribe of about a thousand people through his knowledge and domineering perception.

At this moment, many people are still asleep, only 36 people are patrolling the edge of the tribe on horseback in six teams.

From the looks of it, it should be the night watch cavalry.

"It's very cautious!" Moria thought.

These small tribes looked like villages, but they were actually small military camps, and they all acted like military camps.

"There are still too few people!"

Moria was thinking, and with a thought, he called out more than fifty shadow waiter birds, and let them scatter to find a place like a small tribe below.

With his current degree of fusion of physical body and spiritual consciousness, it is impossible to fully integrate without hundreds of thousands of shadow attendants.

A thousand people... Sensing the childish breath below, Moria felt that he wanted to make a discount.

"Just treat your tribe as defeated!"