Da Qin: the Identity of My Eldest Son Has Been Discovered

Qin Xuan looked at the dejected look of the other party, and carefully observed every expression.

Seeing that the other party's heart has been filled with despair, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

When a person is in despair, if a life-saving rope suddenly appears, he will hold on to it desperately!

Teased: "Captain Zuo, even if this general doesn't want a ransom to let you go back, have you figured out how to explain it to your commander?"

"Forehead……"

Imoli's expression froze, and a solemn look appeared on his face.

If he is really released, and then gather troops to attack the eight tribes, I'm afraid it will be too late.

Wang Ting's side, I'm afraid he has received news that he will not be allowed to annex the eight tribes.

It's not that Da Shanyu is benevolent, it's that the fat and water don't flow to outsiders' fields, and he wants to take the opportunity to annex it and grow stronger!

At that time, there is really only a dead end!

Qin Xuan saw the fear flashing in the other party's eyes, and knew that the time had come.

Put on a smiling expression.

He said kindly: "This general has a clear path, it depends on whether you are willing to leave."

Imoli's spirit was lifted, and he hurriedly said: "I am willing to work for Daqin!

Qin Xuan shook his head and asked: "The general asked you, I heard that Touman wanted to establish the youngest son of the Yan clan to succeed him, and sent the eldest son Maodun to the Yue clan as a hostage, but turned around and sent troops to attack the Yue clan.

This Maodun ran fast, otherwise he would have been killed with a borrowed knife!

Your head, Man Chanyu, thought he was brave and ordered him to command ten thousand cavalry, is there such a thing? "

Emory looked puzzled, nodded in a daze, and said, "It's true."

Qin Xuan smiled lightly: "You prince actually secretly plotted to kill your father and seize the throne, you are a ruthless person!"

"What?!" Imoli was startled, stunned by the news, and confused in his heart.

The news that Mao Dun wanted to kill his father was really shocking!

Just when he was inexplicably surprised, a sentence came from above that made him almost jump up!

"You, do you want to be Shan Yu?"

Chapter 162 Breeding Greed

When the big Shan Yu.......

Imoli's body froze, and a surprised expression froze on his face.

Various situations have been thought of after the ransom payment was rejected.

I even thought that I would be pulled down and chopped up with a knife!

In desperation, let alone go back to the grassland to regain control of the tribe and become the superior captain of the left.

It is a luxury to be able to leave one's life as a slave of the Qin people.

Who would have thought that suddenly asking if he wants to be a Chanyu, what meanings does this mean?

The Great Chanyu is the king of the Great Huns, and everyone must obey his orders.

Is it possible to do what you want?

The huge and powerful cavalry under his hands alone is enough to crush and sweep the tribes.

Otherwise, with the tyranny and rebelliousness of the Huns, would they obediently obey orders?

I really never thought about being a big order, and I never thought about it in my life.

After all, such thoughts are dangerous.

Although Imori came from a royal family, he was also a smart person.

Know what to think and what not to think.

Being in charge of a large tribe and becoming a respected Captain Zuo is already very satisfying.

If you have to talk about wild ambitions, you will be satisfied if you can rise to the left and right kings.

If the requirements are lowered a little, it is acceptable to become a left and right general.

As for Da Shanyu, that can only be imagined in a dream.

Even the left and right sages have no chance, let alone the supreme Chanyu!

Qin Xuan looked at Imoli who was in a daze below, and couldn't help but frown when he didn't get a response for a long time.

Seeing this, the second watch raised his brows and scolded in a slightly shrill voice: "How dare you ignore the general's questioning, you should fight!"

"Forehead……"

Emory was awakened by the shrill cold drink, and raised his head hastily.

His eyes were wide open, and there was still confusion on his face.

The question just now was too frightening, making him think he was dreaming.