Daqin: Stop pretending, your father, I am Qin Shihuang

In any case, this time, he must kill the Celestial Tribe!

From now on, the entire grassland will surrender at his feet!

Daqin is just a place to provide him with wealth and women!

This is his ambition!

Soon, the meeting in Wang's tent was over, and a group of messengers also headed in the direction of the barbarians.

a few days later.

Donghu Royal Court, which is where the Tianshen Tribe is located.

Qiansheng was teaching Doudouer martial arts, Erhei hurried over,

"Go to hell, the Huns have sent us a message!"

Qusi frowned and said,

"What message?"

Erhei said the information quickly, and then said,

"These Huns have big hearts, and they even invited us to attack Daqin."

At this time, Qusi narrowed his eyes slightly. Before he could speak, Doudou said with red eyes,

"Go to hell, brother, let's not fight Daqin, when they go to Daqin, we will take revenge!"

She practiced martial arts just for revenge!

To die but shook his head and said,

"We want it, and Modu wants it too. He won't give us this chance."

Hearing this, Doudou's expression darkened a lot.

But she didn't cry. Now that her father and brother are dead, she is the only hope for the family to take revenge!

But soon, with a slight movement in his heart, Qu Si said,

"However, it is not impossible to take revenge."

"Erhei, go and tell the messenger that we accept their cattle and sheep, and are willing to attack Daqin with them."

Erhei's eyes widened when he heard that, he would not plunder the people of Qin, and was about to say something when he heard Qu Shi continue,

"Send a few more people to report back to the Patriarch, and he will have a way to deal with it!"

Erhei stopped talking immediately, and hurriedly went to notify the messenger.

Anyway, no matter what it is, as long as you tell the Patriarch, there will be no problem.

Soon, teams of messengers headed towards Liaodong in the heavy snow.

But even if the messengers tried their best, it would take a long time for this letter to reach its destination.

Ten days later, Han Di.

At this time, the world has changed from white to black and white.

Because winter is coming to an end.

Of course, now is the coldest time.

Naturally, there was not a single person to be seen on the roads and fields.

In the county, there are still people in comparison.

Those who can live in the city are those who have money and leisure. Even ordinary small landlords have to stay honestly on the Zhuangzi in winter, watching their own harvest and Zhuangzi.

Of course, the business of the technical institute in the city is still extremely prosperous.

And today is even more lively, because even Han Wangxin is here.

Even if Han Wangxin has lost all places except the county seat, it does not prevent him from being the most powerful person in the county seat.

"Come here! Serve the wine! Another batch of singing and dancing!"

Han Wangxin shouted drunkenly at this moment.

The servant on the side hurriedly advised,

"Your Majesty, you are drunk and cannot drink any more."

Hearing this, Han Wangxin flew into a rage, kicked the servant over, and said loudly,

"What are you! Do you think you are King Zhao! Or Xiang Shi!"

"How dare you point fingers at me!"

Ordinary people were beaten and begged for mercy, and the singers and dancers around them were also frightened and turned pale.

With red eyes, Han Wangxin staggered and continued,

"I know that you all look down on me! But as long as I am alive! I am King Han!"

"Life, death, and victory are all within the king's thought, this is the king!"

"Hahaha..."

When Han Wangxin said this, he laughed like crazy.

He didn't even notice that there was a pair of eyes looking at him indifferently on the second floor of the Technical Academy.

"Master, do you want to give King Han's letter to..."

At this time, the servant on the side spoke with a bit of austere tone to an extremely handsome young man next to him.

At this time, the young man shook his head indifferently, and replied,

"We're here to listen to intelligence, don't make extra trouble."

"Let the lowly people here come to see me."

The young man was naturally Zhao Lang.

He came here to connect with the humble, mainly because he had a mission that he needed to release himself.