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"what did he say?"

Taking a rash look at Han Xin's expression, he knew that the kid must have said nothing good.

"Well, Your Highness, he said that you are an unknown person, and he has never heard of you."

"Say... say you're a fart."

Luo Huanna was quite speechless.

But if he asked rashly, he could only answer honestly.

"Ah~! I'm so angry!"

Reckless and angry, he yelled angrily.

"To shut up!"

"I can't beat you to death if you keep mumbling."

Han Xin glared angrily, not afraid of rashness at all.

If he is reckless and healthy, he really can't beat him.

But now with a broken arm and excessive blood loss, what are you afraid of?

"My lord, please calm down, calm down!"

Luo Huan hurriedly stopped the two of them.

After thinking about it, I will continue to say:

"My lord, his status is really extraordinary."

"If the reckless identity is placed in Daqin, it is the prince who is second only to Daqin, which is equivalent to the identity of the young master Hu Hai!"

"I hope the adults will be more accommodating."

Luo Huan wanted to die already.

Never had such an experience.

No one believed even this identity was explained.

"Is this true?"

Han Xin looked at Luo Huan suspiciously.

Although he didn't know what the status of the Huns was.

But he still knew the identity of the young master Hu Hai.

If this mallet man really has such an identity.

That was definitely a big fish.

"Exactly!"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask someone."

Luo Huan spoke confidently.

I am afraid that Han Xin will not believe it.

"Then I'll ask."

"If you dare to fool me, you know the consequences."

Han Xin turned his head and left.

If this is true, it is of great importance.

It's better to be cautious.

Han Xin soon found Meng Tian.

At this time, Meng Tian was watching the people below counting the horses.

Those with minor injuries can still be treated, and those with serious injuries will end their lives.

To prevent them from suffering, it is impossible to save them anyway.

Han Xin didn't know what to say.

He walked not far from Meng Tian's side and started talking to himself.

"I heard that the youngest son of Tou Manchanyu, the leader of the Xiongnu tribal alliance, is also among the Huns."

"What is it called reckless, I have never heard of it, I guess it is a small person."

Meng Tian also noticed Han Xin's arrival.

Originally, he didn't plan to talk to Han Xin.

But Han Xin's words were heard by him.

I was shocked immediately.

"What did you say?"

Meng Tian turned around abruptly.

Looking at Han Xin, his face was full of disbelief.

Han Xin was taken aback by Meng Tian's reaction.

"I heard that there is a Hun named Reckless here."

"It's Touman Shanyu's favorite youngest son."

"The last general has never even heard of it, so he must not be someone with status."

Han Xin said the words again.

"Where is that imprudent man?"

"Hurry up and take me there!"

Meng Tian heard clearly this time.

Immediately to see the rash.

It is understandable that Han Xin did not know Touman Shanyu.

But he knows!

That was a remarkable figure.

At least this is the case in the Huns.

In the Xiongnu area, more than half of the tribes followed this leader.

If his son is here, he should be able to use it, but it may not be.

"General, that brash man, does he really have an identity?"

Han Xin was a little unbelievable.

He thought it was Luo Huan's nonsense.

But looking at Meng Tian's reaction now, it seems that things are not that simple.

Maybe... maybe it's true!

"If the identity is confirmed, then this person can be regarded as a person of great identity."

"Take me to have a look."

Meng Tian couldn't care less about watching his subordinates count the horses.

There are more important things to do now.

Han Xin didn't shirk, and led Meng Tian towards the rash direction.

When Han Xin brought Meng Tian back to Luo Huan's place.

"You won't say it's him, will you?"

Meng Tian glanced at Luo Huan suspiciously.

This one looks like a Daqin person, but somehow he ran to the Huns.

It seems that life in the Huns area is also very good.

"No, General, it's him."

Han Xin pointed at the impertinence leaning on a stone.

It was only then that Meng Tian noticed that the man with the stick had already weakened.

It is estimated that it was caused by excessive blood loss from the broken arm.

"It's him?"

Meng Tian understood a little bit.

If it is said that this slugger is Touman's youngest son.

It seems to be reasonable, and it is indeed a bit brave.

He thought it was just a general before.

It never occurred to him that this was Touman Chanyu's youngest son.

"General, this is Shanyu Touman's favorite youngest son--reckless."

"Can the general give him some treatment?"

"With his current state, he will probably lose blood and die in a short time."

Luo Huan saw a big man coming, so he hurriedly spoke up.

He had heard someone call this person the Great General!

This is the group of real power figures at the top level of Daqin.

"What evidence is there to prove that he is Shan Yu Touman's youngest son?"

Meng Tian is still skeptical.

He saw it, when this guy had his arm cut off.

No one came forward to offer condolences.

However, it is also possible that they were surrounded, and the rest did not dare to act rashly.

"this...."

"General, none of them can speak the language of Daqin, and you can't understand the language of the Huns. It really can't be proved."

Luo Huan was in a dilemma.

How to prove this?

He didn't expect that one day he would find it difficult to prove his identity.

And not just once.

On the same day, I don't know how many times.

Chapter 208 A Big Fish, Son of Shan Yu

"What did the Huns call him? What's the pronunciation?"

Meng Tian thought for a while, and said so.

Luo Huan's eyes lit up.

Yup!

Why didn't he think of this?

"General, what they call imprudent is calling Your Highness."

"This is in the Huns dialect: Your Highness, the pronunciation of the two characters."

Luo Huan said "His Royal Highness" the Huns several times.