Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 210 The Secret Letter Arrived, Capture the Hun King?
"Son, I won't be leaving for a long time, should you start your journey too? Why waste time here?"

Jian Nu closed his eyes and said coldly.

Now that the young master Fusu has been rescued, it is inevitable that the night will be full of dreams. Ying Zige has already made a decision last night, and today he will set off to return to Xianyang.

"Heh, do you think this young master is not willing to part with you? He is so self-indulgent."

"Then do you know why I'm lying here?"

Ying Zige rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"Isn't it because... I am happy?" Jian Nu's mouth turned up slightly, and he couldn't help smiling.

"Hahaha!" Ying Zige was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

Damn it, this kid actually robbed him of his lines.

……

noon.

The sun is hot.

Ying Zige stood alone in front of the big tree, looking at the place where the sword slave used to lie, but it was already empty.

"My lord, I don't know when I will return from this trip. When I come back, I will definitely perform the courtesy of a master and servant again. Now I'm leaving."

Jian Nu just bid farewell lightly, and then left towards the door without looking back.

That figure was as lonely as a lone wolf, yet it was so resolute.

【You kid must find your own memory and find your true identity.Your swordsmanship is so superb, it is by no means an ordinary name. 】

[Your swordsmanship is even higher than that of the Juggernaut, which proves that you come from a legendary place. When you find out your true identity, I don’t know if you will take me seriously. 】

Ying Zige stared at the empty tree with his hands behind his back, unable to recover for a long time.

"Young Master Thirteen, have the two of them left?"

After an unknown amount of time, Ge Nie's voice sounded behind him.

"The two of them have already left, and it's time for us to set off."

Ying Zige turned around and smiled lightly, his face had already returned to normal.

"It's a pity that two top masters just disappeared into the rivers and lakes. When we meet next time, I must have more pieces than them!"

Wei Zhuang smiled coldly, gently stroked the long sword at his waist, and suddenly became proud.

Ying Zige once said that after this operation is over, he will definitely make up for all the loopholes that are on the verge of death.

He is confident that the Ghost Valley swordsmanship that has made up for all the loopholes will definitely be able to exert a stronger power.

"I hope so. Go!"

The next second, Ying Zige smiled slightly, and his heart was suddenly filled with anticipation.

Ying Zheng, who hasn't seen him for a long time, must be looking forward to seeing him in Xianyang, right?

……

ten days later.

Outside Xianyang City.

A tall middle-aged man in casual clothes stood on a high place, looking at the sky full of yellow sand rising with the wind.

Although he was wearing casual clothes, it was difficult to conceal the domineering and vicissitudes of life on his face.

There seems to be endless dragon might in that tall body.

These days, he often stands here, watching the Daqin iron cavalry running to deliver news one by one.

Every time my heart is full of hope.

And yet, every time it was the final moment, that hope turned into deep disappointment.

After waiting for a long time, there is still no news of the two sons.

"How long has it been? You two should be back too."

"And your old thirteen, without you by my side, I feel very lonely. Why don't you hurry back to me?"

Suddenly, he's not just funny.

The title of Lao Tzu was mentioned by Ying Zige in his heart, and Ying Zheng was still very angry at that time.

But now that these two words are mentioned, it is so kind.

Not far away, Meng Yi and the others, also in casual clothes, shook their heads and sighed as they looked at each other.

"Your Majesty comes here every day, and it's simply hopeless."

"Both sons are in danger, how could he not be worried?"

"Yes, after all, it is a family relationship. Because of this incident, Mr. Hu Hai, who was originally thrown into the cold palace, has been released by His Majesty."

"Your Majesty's decision is really a bit..." Meng Yi frowned, hesitant to speak.

"Could it be that General Meng found something out of his investigation?" Wang Ben, who was next to him, hurriedly asked in a low voice.

"On the contrary, some branches and leaves were found. When Mr. Hu Hai was in the cold palace, he kept buying the masters of the rivers and lakes. Although he was in the cold palace, there were already three thousand disciples in the palace."

"What can this prove? There have been diners since ancient times, and there are more than three thousand diners, but Mr. Hu Hai is the only one?"

One of the generals smiled slightly, not taking this matter to heart.

Wang Ben's expression changed, and a sneer appeared on his face.

The few people stopped talking, and their eyes fell on Ying Zheng again.

Right now!

Two fast horses galloped forward, and the fast horses with Mi Jian's Daqin Tieqi aroused a cloud of smoke and dust in the loess.

They didn't stop, and entered Xianyang City in a blink of an eye.

"Another message came? However, this time, His Majesty may be disappointed again. It should not be the news of the Thirteenth Prince." Meng Yi shook his head, and was already used to such a result.

Xianyang is the heart of the Great Qin, and important information is delivered almost every once in a while, and it is not surprising that there will be a Great Qin cavalry who delivers new news.

Every time the news comes, Ying Zheng will return to Xianyang. Although he looks calm on the surface, everyone knows that he can't wait to see if the news is about the two sons.

"Go back to the palace."

Sure enough, at this moment, Ying Zheng said loudly.

"Yes!" Everyone lowered their heads one after another, and followed Ying Zheng respectfully, heading in the direction of Duke Xianyang.

After half an hour.

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter from the majestic and majestic hall.

"This kid! Really did it!"

"I didn't expect that he brought my son Fusu back without harming anyone."

"Hahaha! I knew it would be right to let him make a move, and it really did not disappoint me!"

Holding the secret letter in his hand, Ying Zheng was extremely excited.

what?
The thirteenth son really did it?
And without losing a single person?
Is it that strong?
Meng Yi and the others stared wide-eyed, unable to recover for a long time.

That was an extremely dangerous land of the Huns.

They were even prepared to lose Ying Zige there, even in the best case, at least half of the people would be lost.

Even if those people are all top masters in the arena, so what?

In the land of the Xiongnu, there is also a big river and lake, where there are also many masters, such as from the cave of a dragon and a tiger. It is not difficult to enter it, but it is like ascending to the sky to get out.

Unexpectedly, the thirteenth son really did it?

"Your Majesty, did it mention how they escaped?" Meng Yi asked curiously.

"Capture the Hun King, provoke an army of [-] to pursue, and retreat completely!"

"This is what that boy, Old Thirteen, wrote with his own hands!"

Ying Zheng laughed, and threw the secret letter domineeringly in front of all the ministers.

Hiss!
Everyone couldn't help but gasped.

What did he say just now?
Captured the Hun King?
Is this a bit of a joke?

(End of this chapter)