Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 128 Although the scenery is beautiful, murderous intentions are everywhere
At this moment, the situation on the battlefield has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Those Xiongnu masters who had already thought that they would win were all terrified at this moment. They never expected that three top swordsmen would suddenly appear.

The strength of the three swordsmen is very strong, someone must fall to the ground and die while the sword light is flashing.

Coupled with the cooperation of the Great Qin Iron Cavalry, more than half of the more than 200 Xiongnu masters were killed or injured in a blink of an eye!
The remaining masters of the Xiongnu were already terrified at this moment, and they dared not continue to fight any longer. No matter how stupid they were, they could tell that the thirteen swordsmen were all the top masters.

If you continue to persevere, there will only be one end, and that is death without a place to die.

"Whoa whoa?"

"Whoa whoa?"

The crowd roared non-stop, and then dispersed in a herd, fleeing towards the depths of the grassland.

"There's no need to chase."

Gai Nie frowned slightly, and then put away the long sword.

They are not familiar with the geography here, if they rush after them, they may fall into the other party's trap.

Moreover, there are still a few top masters around the Hun King, and the strength of those top masters, looking at the entire Great Qin Jianghu, there are few people who can match them.

If you don't know the opponent's strength, it's better not to act rashly.

The remaining Daqin iron cavalry were fighting just now, and they didn't bother to study who the people who helped them were.

At this moment, all eyes fell on Gai Nie and the other three.

As soon as they saw Gai Nie, their eyes lit up instantly, and their eyes were full of admiration.

"This young man is slender, with a heroic look in his eyes. He looks like a top expert in using long swords. He must be a top swordsman in the Jianghu. Maybe he can match the sword master Gai Nie!"

"It is indeed somewhat heroic. It is impossible for an ordinary swordsman to have such an aura. How could it be possible for a master of the rivers and lakes to appear here?"

"Recently, I heard that the thirteenth son will come here. Could it be that these masters are all brought by you?"

Speaking of this, everyone suddenly realized.

These people must be under the thirteenth son.

But the next second they frowned slightly again.

I have heard long ago that the thirteenth son is a good-for-nothing.

When I was in Xianyang, what I did every day was to lie flat in the palace.

Moreover, it was this kid who brought up the matter of building the Great Wall when I misunderstood it.

How could such an ignorant person be accompanied by such a master?
In the next second, his eyes fell on Wei Zhuang.

Suddenly, I felt a chill down my spine.

"Why do I feel like seeing a poisonous snake when I see this person?"

"I have the same feeling, he looks like he's going to kill anytime."

"He's actually sneering? The battle is obviously over now, but the killing intent on him still hasn't faded. What a strange guy."

"Among the men of the Thirteenth Young Master, there are such people? The Thirteenth Young Master may not be as simple as we imagined."

After seeing Wei Zhuang, these Daqin iron cavalry began to ponder immediately.

If Ying Zige was indeed a waste, how could he subdue such a top expert?

And with just one order from him, these masters can work hard for him, which is enough to see that these people are loyal to Ying Zige.

What exactly is going on?

Then, when their eyes fell on Zhao Gao, they just chose to ignore it.

Hearing these people discussing one after another just now, Zhao Gao's heart was filled with anticipation.

It has been a long time since Lao Tzu did it himself, this time he contributed the most, and he will definitely be considered a peerless master by them.

Although I feel aggrieved to become a coachman, it is also a great thing to be praised.

He even raised his head, ready to listen to the overwhelming praise.

Can result?
Neglect yourself?

Is this too judging by appearance?
At this moment, Zhao Gao was trembling all over, not because of grief and anger, but because of fear.

What if this face follows me forever?
Doesn't it mean that he will never be able to restore Zhao Gao's identity.

Don't say that you have entered Zhao's mansion, even if you save his life, he will treat you as a little transparent.

This feeling is simply worse than death.

Zhao Gao suddenly couldn't keep calm.

……

border town.

Night falls.

With the arrival of reinforcements, after some chasing, the remnants of the Huns were finally driven deep into the grassland.

This little war has finally come to an end.

Ying Zige finally got his long-awaited banquet.

Then it hurts to find that Meng Tian is really generous, and all the dishes he uses to entertain him are big fish and meat.

However, that cook obviously owed a beating to the extreme, the meat was either too salty or too sweet, if such a cook was placed in Xianyang Palace, even ten heads would be chopped off.

Ying Zige shook his head and sighed, but he was quite helpless, so he had to grit his teeth and end the banquet.

Naturally, there were no young ladies to accompany him that night.

Lying in his own tent, Ying Zige raised his legs, rested his hands on his head, and his face was full of helplessness.

[I said Brother Zheng, I shouldn't have promised you to come to this barren land at that time.Just came here and encountered a fight. 】

[You don't know how scary those Huns are, they are like reincarnated demons, they are merciless when they strike, and they are obviously here to kill people.And there is no strategic purpose, just want to kill. 】

[It is conceivable how terrifying those real top Hun masters will be, maybe even I can't stand it.Thinking about it now, those two ladies in the palace are more beautiful. 】

[Xiao Cui Xiaomei, I miss you so much now. 】

Since transmigrating into this world, the farthest place Ying Zige left his palace belonged to Xianyang Street.

Now that I am thousands of miles away from home in a blink of an eye, there is naturally a sense of worry flowing in my heart.

He missed the food in the palace very much.

I still miss those court ladies who rolled their eyes at him.

He even misses Ying Zheng a little bit.

Speaking of this cheap old man, although he looks serious, his eyes when parting are full of reluctance.

At that time he was no longer a king.

But a simple father.

Since you are reluctant, why do you let Lao Tzu come here to suffer?
Ying Zige was only touched for a moment, and then complained crazily.

A pair of white eyes almost rolled up to the sky.

Although the scenery here is beautiful, there are murderous intentions hidden everywhere, which makes people unable to appreciate it no matter what.

(End of this chapter)