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

Looking at the scale, it's not small.

Here, there is only the God Tribe.

Zhao Lang was about to ask Cui Ma to go forward and take a good look at this tribe.

Suddenly, several fast horses came galloping, and the leading cavalry shouted loudly,

"Big six chiefs! Go to hell and the chiefs are surrounded!"

Hearing this, Xiao Liu, who had been smiling all over his face, suddenly changed color.

"What! Who is so courageous!"

The messenger cavalry shook his head,

"I don't know the other party's information, but their people look very unusual."

Xiao Liu frowned and looked at Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang thought for a while, then quickly said,

"Let's go there first, gather another manpower, and prepare for follow-up support."

The cavalry heard the order, but did not act.

He didn't know Zhao Lang.

Xiao Liu shouted at this time,

"What are you still doing in a daze, leave someone to lead the way, and you go pass the order!"

"Tell the tribe that the gods have returned!"

Hearing this, the cavalryman's eyes suddenly burst into light, and then he went towards the tribe, shouting at the same time,

"The gods have returned!"

Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment, then he understood what Xiao Liu meant.

That's a nice way to boost morale.

Even the morale of the cavalry behind them rose instantly.

On the grassland, no matter if they are Huns or Hu people, everyone is a citizen of the gods.

And now, the leader of his own tribe is a god!

What is there to be afraid of?

"lead the way!"

With Zhao Lang's order, everyone picked up the speed of their horses and galloped towards the depths of the grassland.

Deep in the grassland, the sky is blue and the ground is green.

Waist-high grass can cover cattle and sheep.

It should have been a scene of harmony between heaven and earth.

But at this time, the cavalry of the two sides were facing each other not far away.

"This is the pasture of our Celestial Tribe, who are you? How dare you break in!"

Go to hell, frowning and roaring,

"How dare you surround us!"

A reckless and impulsive look.

It's just that after the yelling, Go to Death whispered to Erhei beside him,

"Has the messenger been sent out?"

Seeing Erhei nodded, he continued to glare at the cavalry who suddenly appeared not far away.

At the same time, he also looked at the other party's attire.

Whether it is horses or equipment, the other party is extremely neat and unified.

It's not like the small tribes around it.

Ordinary small tribes dare not come here.

At this time, a cavalryman from the opponent's team came out, who seemed to be the leader, and said,

"Hmph, Tribe of the Gods! You dare to name it like that!"

"Besides, you don't even recognize my logo, you must not be pure prairie people!"

Qusi was stunned for a moment, not because of the other party's doubts, but because the other party was actually a woman, quite young and beautiful!

But, on the prairie, when can a woman be the leader?

"Who the hell are you!"

Qusi frowned and asked.

The other party said very bluntly this time,

"I am the daughter of the barbarian king, Doudou."

"The pastures under the sky belong to King Donghu!"

"You tribe, who came out of nowhere, have not paid cattle and sheep to King Donghu once!"

"It's you who should reveal your identity!"

Hearing this, he opened his eyes fiercely.

King Donghu!

On this grassland, the king of all barbarians!

The Hu soldiers under his control exceeded [-]!

This doesn't seem like a huge number, but these [-] are all elite royal court fighters!

Not including those ordinary herdsmen!