My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 264 Huo Qiaoqi (Additional update for Nuanyang Golden Alliance Leader)
The ancestral coffin swayed toward the distant pass, and people around it were on foot to protect the car. Dianwei looked at the surrounding fields and foothills from time to time, listening to the chirping of cicadas and birds to see if there were any other strange sounds.

On top of the six-wheeled and six-horse cart, Taoist Li walked out under the surprised gaze of the soldier driving the car, came to his side, and said, "Drive well." Then he sat cross-legged and meditated calmly.

Light green smoke floated out from the car curtain. Su Chen sat on the big tiger-skin chair, and in his ears the words of the emperors came from the spiritual throne.

"These barbarians have the same character as the Huns, Xianbei, Turks, and Mongols back then. As long as they invade the border, they will attack the weakest people." Zhu Di's voice echoed from his spiritual tablet.

"Ahem, I never went south to Han until my death." Temujin's voice also sounded.

"The tragedy here, emperors like me, have been in the palace all year round, but I have seen it described in writing, but it is really heartbreaking to see it in my eyes!" Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu said in a low voice, "If Changsheng allows me to come out..."

"What are you doing here? Give them a shooting star?" Zhao Kuangyin, Taizu of the Song Dynasty, said: "But Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty is admirable. He would rather waste some incense than produce Huo Qiaoqi for Changsheng to fight the Xirong people."

"There is no coward in me, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty!" Liu Bang's spiritual tablet said.

"No? I don't know who was surrounded by the Huns on Baishan Mountain." Li Shimin laughed and followed suit.

As soon as they were noisy with each other, Li Shimin's spirit table turned around and faced Su Chen: "Next, how should we fight for longevity?"

On the big tiger-skin chair, Su Chen sat there with a majestic look, looking coldly and indifferently out of the car curtain that was fluttering in front of him.

"First repel the Xirong people, and then return to Yanjing. This year's autumn harvest has already happened, and there is enough food to support the army in a big battle."

Amidst the voices, the slowly driving wheels gradually turned, and Wu Zixun came outside the curtain.

"Your Majesty, we have arrived at Yantang Pass."

At this time, Lu Bu and other generals from the pass had come to greet him, and they also selected a group of soldiers to line up in a queue on the street. The people in the pass stood on the street and looked at Wang Jia who entered the pass.

Youyan's army, Shengnu soldiers, and Qin Qiong's new army stayed outside the pass. Only [-] shield and halberd warriors came in to escort the cart. They held iron shields and halberds. They were tall and looked extremely powerful.

On the cart, Su Chen opened the curtain and stood on the carriage. His eyes swept across the long street. The buildings were dilapidated and damaged, and the tamped hard soil road was full of potholes. The soldiers and civilians on both sides had dirty and old clothes, even ragged. , every face has a sad look, and many people still have tears stains in their eyes.

"stop!"

Su Chen raised his hand, and the soldier driving the car quickly pulled the reins. The ancestral hearse stopped in the middle of this street. Generals such as Lu Bu and Zhao Yun hurried over to dissuade Su Chen from leaving. After all, there are many people here and there might be some. An assassin who lurks for the art of immortality.

"I want to say something."

Su Chen did not move. He took off the Xia Wang Sword and threw it to Wu Zixun. He pursed his lips tightly and turned his head to scan the stains and wounds on the faces of the surrounding soldiers and civilians. The sadness that had been suppressed in his heart gradually emerged. , there are wet marks in the eyes.

"I am grateful to the generals of Yantang Pass and the people here!" Su Chen slowly raised his hands and bowed to the surrounding people.

The scene of the King of Xia, wearing mighty armor, standing on his chariot and bowing down to the people and soldiers on the street, made many people on the street freeze in place at this scene. Some people covered their mouths and sobbed. , and some people knelt down on the street. One person knelt down, and figures around him knelt down on the ground.

A white-haired old man was kneeling on the side of the street, with his crutch at his feet, looking at King Xia over there, his beard trembling, and he shouted with the loudest voice in his life, choking.

"Your Majesty, kill Xirong!"

People on both sides of the street knelt on the ground, crying with red eyes: "Your Majesty, kill Xirong!"

Further away, many people were coming, kneeling in front of the street, kowtowing, and shouting the same words as others.

"Your Majesty, kill Xirong!"

The sound came like a tsunami, and the voices of countless people were mixed together. The emotions of sorrow and anger made the generals following the ancestral hearse, Zhao Yun, Lei Tong, Li Xuanba, Dian Wei, Zhang Yi, Qin Qiong, Zhang Yu, etc., bite. His teeth were clenched, and even Lu Bu's eyes were cold.

In Su Chen's sleeve, the golden token with the word 'Huo' written on it seemed to feel all this and trembled slightly. "Your Majesty, almost every household of the people of Yantang Pass has sworn hatred against the Xirong people!" The old man raised his gray head, his face full of tears.

Su Chen pursed his lips and stepped out of the carriage, strode over and helped the old man up, his voice was loud.

"Gu is here to kill Xirong. This time, Gu will completely solve the troubles in the north, so that the descendants of Yantang Pass will no longer be harassed and tortured by the Xirong people. Gu will completely wipe out Xirong on the grassland!"

Su Chen brushed off the dust on the old man's robe, turned around and walked back to the carriage. The sound of his internal energy spread through the long street.

"The Xirong people have such a large grassland. They have lived there for generations, but they think about how to get benefits from us. They kill people and plunder food and women. Since they do this, I should do the same."

The tall and mighty figure spread his hands.

"Since they like lonely soldiers and sons of Dayan, they like to plunder and oppress our parents and relatives, causing many of our people to lose their lives, then we should let them have a taste of this. We will surely perish our country. , destroy their species, exterminate their descendants, trample their grasslands, plunder their cattle, sheep and women..."

Su Chen spoke word by word, gritting his teeth.

"Kou can go, so can I!"

In the voice, Pei Min has returned, along with more than 20 people from the Embroidery Department. Most of them are at the third or fourth level. It is still easy to eliminate bandits in the mountains, let alone someone like Pei Min. The sword god is here.

"Your Majesty!"

More than a dozen Yanshan thieves were pushed up by the blood-stained embroidery department masters and beaten until they knelt on the ground.

Su Chen pointed at them and said to the surrounding people and soldiers: "It's not enough for these thieves to wreak havoc in the mountains. They teamed up with foreigners and showed them the way, so that the people outside Yantang Pass suffered one by one. How different from the original Qi Baoguo?! "

"Cut off their heads and hang them in front of the west city gate."

This group of originally ferocious Yanshan bandits immediately trembled with fear. Where was the bandit spirit in the mountain? Just when they were about to speak, the men from the Embroidery Department stepped forward and drew their swords. They raised and lowered their swords in front of the people and soldiers on the street.

The heads fell to the ground one by one with horrified expressions.

……

The sky gradually tilted, and the crowded crowd dispersed in twos and threes on the street.

Su Chen watched the crying people leave, holding the token in his hand.

"Generals, the pressure is on our shoulders."

"Yes!"

Lu Bu, Zhao Yun, Li Xuanba and other generals surrendered in unison, and the streets were shocked.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded behind the generals.

"It's so lively..."

Hearing this sound, everyone turned around and saw a maroon horse swaying its tail. A young general wearing a red military uniform and two armors was looking at them with a smile on the horse.

Wearing a red cloak, his helmet tassels were gently caressing in the wind. He released the sword from his waist and slowly raised his hand.

"...Are you preparing to fight the Huns?"

(End of this chapter)