Chapter 159 Huns, it’s time to die!!

It’s all about looking for death.

Crash!!

In less than a moment, the messenger’s pants were already wet.

The two attendants standing beside Shan Yu’s messenger were also pale.

Although the two of them stood beside Arutu, the breath-warming atmosphere spread.

The two of them also felt as if their hearts were being pulled by something. Trample!!!

Yingxia slowly got up at this moment.

He looked directly at the slave messenger and walked within the 100-step forbidden area with one step. Within a hundred steps of King Qin, there was no one except him.

All the ministers also raised their hearts to their throats, staring at Yingxia’s every move. Tread!!

Ying Xia had not taken a few steps forward, and the messenger alone was already frightened and soft.

Arutu, the best advantage in the steppe.

He was sent here to show the courage of the grassland tribe to the Great Qin Empire

But the courage did not show, but he was scared to pee.

“You Huns, want to form an alliance?”

Yingxia said.

As soon as the words came out, they were like the whisper of the devil, echoing in the ears of the messenger. Coalition?

The Xiongnu want to ally with Daqin?

The current Junu, because of the reason for killing Hu Ling, almost has no place to live at the border, let alone dare to cross the border easily, for fear of being hacked to death by Yan Zhao and those people.

In addition, before Yingxia served their steppe with a pot and killed Houton, now the grassland has just been unified.

This wine can’t wait to come to Daqin.

Really when he didn’t know what these people were thinking?

Fattening jackals, then it is not as simple as a white-eyed wolf. Moreover, there is also a marriage?

These slaves are afraid that they have not even figured out what the situation is now.

“This, this is what we mean, single Yu, single Yu.”

Arutu looked up at Yingxia, and said a little unfavorably.

His psychology is now under very much pressure. His face turned pale.

He represents a slave, but he is scared to pee, which is simply shameful. He was incompetent and furious in his heart.

No, I want revenge!

It is necessary to use the blood of these Central Plains people to wash away the shame on their bodies!

“You slaves do not have the qualifications to form an alliance with Daqin, let alone the qualifications to marry! It can only be included in my Daqin territory! ”

Rumble!!

Ying Xia’s words fell, and Ying Zheng’s eyes widened, looking at this son. His expression was a little dull.

He knew that Yingxia was very strong and strong, at least by seeing that he had destroyed the Five Kingdoms in succession

Originally, he was still admiring the embarrassed appearance of this slave messenger. But Yingxia’s opening directly gave him pity. Winning the government also did not think about conquering the Xiongnu.

But now the country has just been reunified, and the Qi side is still preparing to donate the country.

In the old lands such as the State of Chu, the State of Zhao, and the State of Yan, rebellions occurred frequently. There is also Baiyue in the south.

He also thought that he could stabilize the Xiongnu first.

In this way, the villains can buy some quiet time for the Qin Kingdom, digest the things obtained in the war, and also appease the people of the Six Kingdoms.

But as soon as Yingxia spoke, he was almost scared to his knees. The Manchu Dynasty was dumbfounded.

They knew that it was okay that Prince Yingxia didn’t speak, and it was absolutely earth-shattering when he spoke.

Good fellow, a slave who has been a scourge in the Central Plains for hundreds of years.

Yingxia’s opening will tell you directly, hurry up and hand over all the Xiongnu territory for me.

Or it will destroy you.

This is simply the ultimate in instrumentation! This is also too fucking domineering!

“Included in the territory?”

“Groove, is this going to war again?”

“It’s too irrational, it’s too irrational, so always starting a war, won’t my Daqin become a swordsman!”

“Isn’t this a bad fight with the Huns?”

“The Xiongnu is also a major overlord in this steppe, why is the prince so unwise!”

The ministers talked about it.

Especially some sectarians, Confucian-born ministers, are even more pale. The center of interest in their eyes is only themselves.

And because of the limitations of the times, they did not realize how stupid it was to keep a slave.

The Xiongnu are not good neighbors, otherwise history has developed for so many years, why is the relationship between the Xiongnu and the Central Plains always repeated.

In the final analysis, the ambition of the Xiongnu has always been the fertile place of the Central Plains

As long as Gou Nu is not the owner of this place for a day, he will always be like a hungry wolf lurking in the night, staring at this place with green glowing eyes.

Ying Xia Huan looked at the courtiers who were talking around, and those courtiers all quieted down when they saw his gaze sweeping over.

But these people, Yingxia, all wrote it down.

After that, all these people were banished outside the customs and sent to the Xiongnu to rehabilitate them.

“Ahem.”

Win Zheng coughed lightly. Yingxia looked coldly at the slave messenger.

“Alliance, no possibility, marriage is even more impossible. You deserve to die all the slaves, okay? ”

I think of those alien races who were fattened by the Central Plains, and treated the people of the Central Plains like pigs and dogs after invading the Central Plains.

Yingxia wanted to slaughter all these alien races.

If it weren’t for the fact that there were more domestic things recently, he would definitely destroy the Chu State and turn around and destroy the sentence slave.

Recently, Chen Zhi Leopard has been hurrying to train troops in the land of Yan Zhao, and mature big snow dragons will appear on horseback, and the number of troops is about 100,000.

One hundred thousand snow dragons rode against these slave cavalry.

It is more than enough to directly destroy them and destroy them ten times. So what qualifications do these slaves have to negotiate with him?

Yingxia’s words angered Arutu, and Arutu became so angry that he forgot his fear

“What do you say! Is this the Great Qin Empire? ”

Arutu glared angrily at Yingzheng and said, “Is this the sincerity of your Daqin, or does Daqin really think that the blood of our Xiongnu is gone!” We are the best descendants of Inujung! ”

“It’s you who forgot how Daunton died, forgot, how many people have died in recent times, you Huns.”

Yingxia’s voice was cold.

From the promulgation of the killing order and the time when Chen Zhibao killed the Xiongnu, there are no specific statistics on how many Xiongnu won the summer.

But the absolute number is more than 200,000.

And those Yan Zhao people are not joking with you, because by killing Hu Ling, all Xiongnu, regardless of men, women, and children, they will kill.

Yingzheng only knew that after the killing order went down, there were more people holding the reward of the leader of the Gounu people, and he looked at Yingxia, only feeling that behind him seemed to be a sea of corpses and blood.

Bang bang!!!

The Xiongnu messenger’s heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat.

After realizing it, he asked in a trembling voice: “You, who are you?” ”

No, this person is the Great Qin Prison State.

It was the Prince of Great Qin.

He didn’t seem to have heard of it.

By the way, he seems to have heard of it. That Great Qin Killing God!

Although he had never seen Houghton killed, because all the people he had seen had been killed.

But listening to others, they saw it from a distance, and the terrifying cavalry swept like ants, and instantly stained the Xiongnu royal court with blood.

And the person who led it, shouted a word, which still reverberates in the steppe of Junu, and has become the dream of the Huns.

“The prince wins the summer decree and cuts off the dunton as a warning.”

Arutu’s heart trembled, he had never thought about that killing god. It turned out to be like this.

It will be this one that looks like it is not harmful at all. Killing gods, shouldn’t they all be three-headed and six-armed?

“This is my Great Prince Qin, win Xia.”

Shredds!

Arutu’s heart was beating wildly, but the blood seemed to coagulate, and he felt cold all over his body, falling in front of Yingxia, as if he was located in the cold plain of the snowy land, the bone-chilling coldness of death, making him feel that he couldn’t even say a word.

Kill God! Kill God to win summer!

This is a nightmare for all Huns.

On that day, the cry of the Xiongnu royal court, the blood, and the words that echoed above the royal court had long become the fear in the bones of the Xiongnu.

The notoriety of winning the summer has long been circulating in the Xiongnu for too long.

“Go back and tell you that Shan Yu, Slave, it’s time to die.”

Coalition? Union is impossible to unionize.

Marriage, don’t even think about it. There are no cracks in the doors.

The Huns, there is only one way, either death or death.


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