Daqin: I Want to Be a Powerful Minister, but the First Emperor Actually Passed The Throne to Me

Wang Mengning inherited the warlike gene of the Wang family, and also inherited Wang Jian's carefree personality, she has no good face towards the brutal Huns!

Thinking of the scene in the hinterland of Daqin, where hundreds of thousands of ordinary Daqin people would rather raise ordinary weapons to fight with these Huns than surrender, Wang Mengning's eyes turned red unconsciously.

In an ordinary Daqin farm with her own eyes, she saw a baby who was still in swaddling, being roasted alive into coke by the Huns with charcoal fire!

For such an ugly crime, Wang Mengning really didn't know, except the Huns, who would commit such atrocities!

Unconsciously, Wang Mengning's eyes gradually turned red, she tied her hair with her own hands, and picked up the saber in her hand.

"kill!"

Wang Mengning let out a loud cry, holding a saber and killing the Hun tribe at the forefront.

Behind him, Li Zhishuang looked at Wang Mengning's retreating back, and then looked at the other Daqin cavalry, all blushing, and the murderous aura in his eyes almost burst out.

At this moment, Li Zhishuang was also deeply infected.

In her ear, a story about a farmer and a snake that Zhao Yu told him rang out.

And the Huns, just like the snake!

Even if she rescued the Xiongnu people, it was the people of Daqin who were hurt in the end! 997

The cool evening breeze blew Li Zhishuang's long hair in the last ray of sunset. Li Zhishuang, like Wang Mengning, tied her hair up and lightly grasped the hilt of the saber with both hands.

"kill!"

Li Zhishuang's stern face, the delicate facial features were full of killing intent, and her temperament was cold.

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Not far away, among a tribe of Huns.

A Hun woman was cooking cooked food. Among the bronze utensils, a pot of beef was simmering with blisters from the wood-burning fire.

The Hun woman with a sallow complexion and crow's feet at the corners of her eyes lifted the lid with her hands, scooped up the beef in the pot, and evenly placed it in several bowls.

On the Xiongnu pasture not far away, several young Huns were practicing archery (bjaj) on the pasture.

"I hit it! My archery is the most shrewd! My father will reward me when he comes back!" the eldest son of Iron Timber shouted cheerfully.

"Cut! Who called you the eldest brother! You are the oldest and the strongest! If I were your age, my archery skills would definitely surpass yours!" said Tie Lumber's second son.

"Look! That's the goshawk in the sky! Dad said, if anyone can shoot the goshawk down, he will be the next patriarch!" Tie Lumber's third son suddenly raised a strong bow and aimed it at the sky The goshawk above.

When the other two teenagers were about to persuade him to stop his wishful thinking, suddenly, a mother's call came from their ears: "Come on, you guys, it's time to eat!"

Hearing this, the boys immediately dropped their bows and arrows and ran towards their mother.

Suddenly, Tie Lumber's eldest son's pupils suddenly widened, and on the horizon, he saw a large wave of menacing cavalry in black iron armor.

Looking at their stature and armor, the eldest son immediately concluded that these were definitely not Abba's cavalry!

Moreover, the number of this cavalry, the eldest son of Tie Lumbering, roughly estimated by visual inspection, about 10,000!

He stared at Daqin Tieqi tightly, his palms were already full of beads of sweat, and his breathing became heavier.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly became heavy, and he saw a black black water dragon flag among the ten thousand Qin cavalry.

Abba once taught him that this is the black water dragon flag belonging to Daqin, the most powerful country in the Dongfeng Central Plains.

"Everywhere the black water dragon flag is planted, it is the territory of Daqin!" Tie Lumber's mouth couldn't help but ponder.

"No! It's Daqin Tieqi! Grandma! Run away!" Tie Lumber's eldest son suddenly shouted in the direction of his mother!

The mother also heard the messy sound of horse hoofs, but when she was about to run away, she just ran a few steps away, but her ears moved suddenly, and she heard the loud sound of horse hoofs coming from behind.

Knowing that she couldn't escape, she looked at her sons with clear liquid in her eyes, and roared: "You all leave me alone! Run quickly! Run as far as you can, but Find your father! Let your father avenge me!

After finishing speaking, the strong woman pulled out the dagger specially made by the Huns from her knees, turned around, and stared at Zhao Yu with eyes like a beast.

Zhao Yu held a saber in hand, did not say a word, didn't even look at the Xiongnu woman, and rode a war horse directly past the Xiongnu woman.

wow!

The broadsword fell, and a bloody human head flew into the air, and then swirled in the air for a few times before falling back to the ground.

Zhao Yu didn't stop, and continued to ride his war horse toward the frightened Xiongnu teenagers.

And after the head of the Huns rolled to the ground, in front of her sons, the horses hooves that Daqin rode directly stepped on were beyond recognition.

A few Xiongnu teenagers, ignoring Zhao Yu who had already killed him, stared at their mother's head with red eyes, and there was a long stream of continuous liquid in their eyes.

"Aaaah~Ama!!!~~Oooooooooh!!! Ama!!! You killed my Ama!!!! Ama!!!~~!!

Several Xiongnu teenagers were crying, tears and snot running down a string. When Zhao Yu was less than five steps away from them, he could clearly see the anger and despair in the eyes of the three teenagers staring at him.

From their eyes, Zhao Yu could see the hatred etched into his bones!

These few Xiongnu teenagers just picked up the machete, and they were directly slashed by Zhao Yu with a knife, the blood was blurred, and the three Xiongnu teenagers were killed with one knife.

The three Xiongnu youths were split open by this knife, their internal organs dripping all over the ground.

Beside him, Liu Bang excitedly looked at Zhao Yu's saber-covered saber with a smile on his face, and couldn't help but praise: "Sir, you are really good at swordsmanship! These must be the women and children who cut wood. They deserve to die! Your lord can be regarded as avenging the people of Qin!"