The wisdom is against the sky: people in Daqin, the maid Shao Siming

"Yes, General Touman is extremely brave. It is easy for him to defeat only 500 Qin soldiers with 5,000 men."

For a moment, the tent was filled with congratulations and joy.

However, the young eunuch from Liyang felt somewhat uneasy at this moment.

He didn't know why. It was clearly five thousand versus five hundred, so it was almost impossible for him to lose.

But it seemed like a warrior's instinct made him feel that things were not that simple.

Thinking of this, he looked up at Bitton.

"Great Chanyu, can't your daughter Hu Ji check the situation thousands of miles away?"

"Why not let her take a look? Then we can know when General Touman will be back."

"By then, we can also prepare wine and meat to celebrate for General Touman in advance."

Hearing this, Biton chuckled and said, "That makes sense."

Then he turned and looked at Hu Ji who was standing behind him.

"Daughter, use the eagle to take a look. Touman has already wiped out all the enemy troops and is now cleaning up the battlefield."

Biton's voice was extremely confident, as if in their hearts, they had never thought that Touman would fail.

After all, five thousand against five thousand, a full ten times gap, and it was a cavalry confrontation on the plain.

Cavalry was the strong point of the Huns.

Even though Ying Chen was only leading 5,000 people, they had absolute confidence that they could kill all the people of Daqin without leaving a single survivor.

When Hu Ji heard this, she nodded slightly, then closed her eyes slightly and called out to the two golden eagles in the sky again.

"what!"

But the next second, Hu Ji suddenly screamed and then collapsed to the ground, as if she was frightened.

In an instant, everyone looked at Hu Ji in confusion.

"Daughter, what happened to you? What did you see that made you so frightened?"

At this moment, Hu Ji was recalling the scene she had just seen through the golden eagle, and there was no panic in her eyes.

She did not see the battlefield, but a pair of pupils, a pair of silver-white pupils, as if the sun, moon and stars were flowing in them.

His eyes were so majestic, as if he was a god, looking down on everything in the world.

"A pair of eyes, a pair of eyes that seem like those of a god!"

Hearing Hu Ji's words, everyone present was puzzled.

"How can it be a pair of eyes? Lady Hu Ji, are you seeing things? You know, golden eagles fly in the sky."

“That is, how could there be a pair of eyes in the sky?

Is it because Lady Hu Ji used the Royal Carving Technique too many times today that caused the mistake this time?"

The Huns' secret technique of controlling the golden eagle is a secret that is unique to the Huns' royal family and is not passed on to others.

The inheritor of this generation is Hu Ji, the daughter of the current Huns' Great Khan.

Before this, Hu Ji had never made any mistakes when performing this secret technique, and was even considered a rare beast-taming genius once in a century.

But how is it possible to see a pair of eyes, a pair of eyes that seem like those of a god, through a golden eagle flying in the sky?

However, when they looked at Hu Ji's frightened expression at this moment, it didn't seem like it was fake.

This made them even more curious. Whose eyes were they?

"I can't be mistaken. It's definitely a pair of eyes, a pair of silver-white pupils. He seems like a god!"

At this moment, Hu Ji covered her chest with her hands, recalling those eyes that looked down at everyone without any ripples, and muttered to herself in fear.

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Just as everyone was about to ask questions, a soldier suddenly ran in from the door without any notice.

"Report, Great Chanyu, something terrible is happening!"

"What's the rush? Is it that Touman is back and there's damage?"

Looking at the panicked soldier who suddenly broke in without permission, a trace of anger flashed across Biton's face.

But he inexplicably had a bad premonition in his heart. After all, something that could have caused the soldiers to panic and not even inform them in advance must not be as simple as he thought.

really.

The soldier's next words were like a bolt from the blue, hitting everyone present hard on the head, making them almost unable to believe what they heard.

"Great Chanyu, something bad has happened."

"General Touman was killed by Yingchen with one sword in the midst of the army, and the 5,000 soldiers following General Touman also suffered heavy losses. They have now fled back to the camp. Great Chanyu, please make a decision as soon as possible, Yingchen and his men are about to kill us!"

Although he had prepared himself mentally for the worst, Biton still found it hard to accept.

He walked quickly to the soldier who had delivered the message, grabbed him by the collar, and shouted angrily, "How is that possible? That's Touman, the most courageous warrior among us Xiongnu!"

"Besides, there are 5,000 people. They are all the elite of our Xiongnu. How could they be defeated by 500 cavalrymen led by that hairy boy Ying Chen?"

"It's true, Great Chanyu, I dare not lie to you. Ying Chen is coming to kill us now, please make a decision as soon as possible!"

Although the soldier's face was filled with horror, he still answered respectfully without changing a word.

"You are talking nonsense. Our Xiongnu cavalry has always been strong."

"Although they are not as powerful as the Qin army, it is impossible for them to be defeated by a mere 500 cavalrymen. You are definitely lying about military intelligence!"

As he spoke, Bitton suddenly drew out the knife from his waist and stabbed the soldier in the neck.

As the blood flowed out, the messenger covered his neck in disbelief and collapsed to the ground.

But Bitun pretended nothing had happened and looked at the generals in the main tent.

Then he said: "General Touman was definitely ambushed by the Qin army, which led to his defeat and death. It could not have been done by the 500 soldiers led by Ying Chen!"

"The Qin people are indeed cunning. They actually used Young Master Ying Chen as bait to trick us!"

Hearing Bitton's decisive words, the leaders below instantly became furious.

"Damn it! My brother died unjustly."

Having said that, he knelt on one knee and looked at Biton.

"Great Chanyu, please give me a thousand soldiers and I will personally take down Ying Chen's head and send it to you, and avenge my brother's death!"

Upon hearing this, Bitton sighed softly, pretending to be sad.

"Alas, the Qin people are really treacherous."

"I shouldn't have believed Lu Buwei's promise that the Qin army would only garrison Shangjun and pretend nothing happened in Fufeng."

After hearing what Biton said, everyone present had different expressions.

Some stupid people, like Toumao, had believed what Bitton said and thought that the Qin people were indeed cunning.

The other majority of smart people have actually understood what Biton meant.

If the news that Touman led 5,000 people but was defeated by Yingchen led 500 people and was killed in the battle among thousands of troops spread, it would be very unfavorable for the subsequent battle.

After all, they still have 5,000 people, so they are not without the ability to fight.

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Therefore, it must be confirmed that Ying Chen defeated Touman with the help of reinforcements.

Only in this way can the remaining people avoid fear.

So even if what the messenger said was true, he had to die.

At this time, Biton looked at the indignant Toumao and said sadly: "Toumao, I will give you 3,000 soldiers. Now you go to collect those remaining soldiers and take off the first episode of Yingchen and hand it over to me. Can you do it?"

"If you can do this, your brother's position as the general will be yours!"

Hearing this, Toumao's face instantly became excited, and he quickly walked up to Bitton and expressed his greeting respectfully.

"Don't worry, Great Chanyu, leave this matter to me. I will definitely avenge my brother!"

"Well, go ahead, I believe you."

As he left the tent, the young eunuch from Liyang frowned and looked up at the Huns' Great Khan Bitun.

He was not stupid, so he naturally understood what Biton meant.

To put it nicely, these three thousand people were going to kill Ying Chen; to put it bluntly, they were cannon fodder, going to test whether Ying Chen's army of only five hundred people was really strong or had reinforcements.

The rest, including Bitton himself, were ready to escape.

This is completely inconsistent with Li Yang's goal. After all, he risked his life to come here just to kill Ying Chen.

"Great Chanyu, what do you mean by this? Are you going to escape?"

"How dare you ask me what I mean?"

Biton looked at the young eunuch in front of him and suddenly became furious.

After all, it was because of accepting the deal with Liyang that led to the loss of his troops.

Not only was the Huns' top general, Touman, killed in the battle, but the 5,000 elite Huns were also completely defeated.

It is even hard to say how many soldiers can escape back this time.

Thinking of this, Biton became more and more angry.

"Didn't you say that Daqin had no reinforcements?"

"But now, my top general has been killed in battle. I still need you, Liyang, to give us the Xiongnu an explanation!"

Hearing this, the young eunuch's face instantly turned gloomy and he slammed the table.

The wine glass on the table suddenly hit the ground in the distance with a bang, creating a huge deep hole in the ground.

"Let me give you an explanation, are you worthy of it?"

"Now I'm giving you two choices. One is to send all your troops to kill Ying Chen, and the other is to die. You choose!"

Everyone present looked at the deep pit in horror, and then looked at the young eunuch in front of them who looked very gloomy and had no beard.

You know, being in this main tent is also considered to be within the military formation.

Ordinary martial artists can only be slaughtered by others and are not even as good as some experienced veterans.

But the eunuch in front of him was so powerful.

With just a casual palm, he smashed the wine glass into such a huge deep hole.

If the wine glass hit someone, that person would probably turn into powder in an instant. How could they not be terrified?

For a moment, the main tent fell into silence, and the young eunuch did not urge him.

After a while, although I was unwilling, the situation was stronger than me.

The Xiongnu Khan, Bitun, could only look at the young eunuch with gritted teeth.

Then he waved his hand, "Everyone charge, we must kill Ying Chen here today!"

Hearing this, the young eunuch nodded with satisfaction, then stood up and patted Bitton on the shoulder.

"You are worthy of being the Great Chanyu. He who knows the current situation is a hero."

At this point, he chuckled again, listening to the shouting and screaming outside the main tent getting closer and closer, with murderous intent in his eyes, as if it were ice that had been there for thousands of years.

"Don't worry, since the Great Chanyu wants to kill Ying Chen, I will do it myself. I won't watch you die in vain while you sleep."

Hearing this, Bitton breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the people in the tent.

"In that case, please help us, sir."

"Okay, okay. As long as you kill Ying Chen, we in Liyang will still provide you with the same amount of resources as we promised you, the Xiongnu."

After saying that, the young eunuch walked out of the tent, and at this time, Bitun hurriedly pulled his daughter.

"Daughter, Dad thinks I'm in great danger this time. You should take my soldiers and flee back to the Xiongnu. Then we can contact other tribes and seek their protection."

When Hu Ji heard this, her face suddenly turned ugly and looked sad.