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

Shang Yan'er felt warm when she noticed the other party's movements.

Although she doesn't know who the other party is, but now, she can only rely on them.

Soon, Zhao Lang came to the northwest corner of the camp, looking at the caravan vehicles and tents for storing goods.

He knew he had found the place.

"Look around, and if you find a teenager in your teens, use the song of a worm as your name."

Zhao Lang said in a low voice.

His first priority is to see if he can find them and kill them.

The second is to save these caravans.

Fortunately, the night was getting dark, and there were a lot fewer Hu people patrolling.

And these people were tied outside like this, they didn't give these people tents.

It is convenient for them to find someone.

Zhao Lang looked over one by one, they were all tied businessmen, but he didn't find them dead.

His heart sank slowly. If he didn't have it, it would be more ominous than good.

Although when training these teenagers, Zhao Lang thought that they might die on the battlefield.

But when this day came, he found that he couldn't be so calm.

Looking at the camp in front of him, Zhao Lang's eyes gradually turned cold.

He has already seen where the explosives will be placed.

No matter who kills to death, as long as he kills more, the chance of the murderer is higher.

One day, killing all the Huns and Huns will be regarded as revenge.

Just when Zhao Lang's mind was getting colder, a sound of insects came from not far away.

Zhao Lang woke up instantly, and then walked over there.

It's Xiaoliu.

In the dark, Xiaoliu pointed to several carriages guarded by the side.

There are wooden cages in the car, and the cages are full of children.

They gather all the teenagers here.

Zhao Lang looked at the light through the dim torch.

Suddenly, there was a joy on his face.

In a separate cage, a boy covered in blood was lying in it, just to die!

Zhao Lang took a slow breath, and took out a small stone from the ground.

Seeing the timing, flick lightly.

The small stone landed on the opponent's body accurately.

Go to death snorted, and slowly woke up.

The barbarians on the side took a look and stopped paying attention.

Looking at the small stones on his body, he was a little puzzled about going to die, but he didn't think too much about it.

Just thinking about how to get out of trouble.

After Zhao Lang's training, the most important one is never to give up the hope of life at any time!

It doesn't matter if you win or lose for a while, as long as you are still there, you will always win back.

That's why he chose to lead people to surrender when he was in a desperate situation.

Just when he was looking for a chance to die, a small stone fell on him again.

Qusi put the stone away calmly, and then looked in the direction the stone came from.

But looking from the light to the dark, nothing can be seen clearly, but soon, a hand appeared under a torch.

The hand was still changing gestures.

Qusi's eyes widened suddenly, and then his own hands also began to respond.

Sign language is in special training.

Soon, the sky began to light up. Li Shang, who was staying outside, looked at the camp of the Huns with some concern.

"Why don't you come back..."

Before he finished speaking, a hand fell on his shoulder. Just as he wanted to resist, the other hand covered his mouth.

Zhao Lang's voice also sounded at the same time,

"it's me."

Only then did Li Shang feel relieved, and when he turned around, he saw Zhao Lang.

"It's almost dawn, let's go!"

Zhao Lang said something, and then led the people away.

Li Shang's eyes were a bit complicated, if they were enemies, he would have died just now.

He lost again.

But Zhao Lang didn't take it seriously, and gathered with others on a hillside.

After talking about the situation in the camp, Zhao Lang made arrangements,

"Rest at dawn, I'll keep an eye on you."

"After dark, I will take people to set fire to the camp, and you will build momentum on two sides."

"Then we took advantage of the chaos to save people."

Looking at the camp today, Zhao Lang didn't think he could break through with more than 20 people.