The Myth of Daqin: The Soul of Yi Xiaochuan

When faced with Meng Yi's hawk-like sharp questioning, these people felt as if their backbones were pulled out. Their bodies trembled involuntarily, and their faces were full of fear and anxiety.

Their eyes wandered, sometimes looking at each other, then quickly looking away, as if they were hiding some unspeakable secret in their hearts.

At this moment, Ying Bu, who had been standing silently nearby, could no longer bear this oppressive atmosphere. A flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he swung his arm suddenly, raising the horsewhip in his hand high in the air. Then, with lightning speed, he lashed at one of them with all his might!

There was a crisp "snap" sound, and the whip bit the man mercilessly like a poisonous snake.

In an instant, a sharp pain came over him and the man couldn't help but let out a shrill scream. His mouth opened wide, revealing a mouthful of uneven teeth. The muscles on his face were twisted and deformed by pain, making him look extremely hideous and terrifying.

At this moment, the leader, who had originally seemed a little nervous, finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

He quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy, and said tremblingly: "General, please calm down! Please listen to my explanation slowly. My name is Li Jia, and we are indeed following orders. We were assigned to escort a batch of vital supplies to the Zhongqiang tribe. But who knew that on the way back we would encounter this group of vicious and murderous bandits. Without saying a word, they came up and robbed all our horses, and cruelly captured many of our brothers..." At this point, Li Jia's voice gradually became low and hoarse.

Ying Bu's eyes, like copper bells, were wide open, as if his eyeballs were about to fall out, and there was a raging rage burning in them.

He gripped the whip tightly, his arm muscles tense, veins bulging, and raised it high once more. The whip arced through the air, accompanied by a sharp, piercing whistle, and lashed Li Jia's body like a violent storm. Each blow produced a crisp, resounding sound that made one's hair stand on end.

Ying Bu opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar from the depths of his throat: "Tell me clearly! What exactly are the supplies? Who ordered you to do this? If you dare to tell a lie, I will make you wish you were dead!" His voice was like thunder, echoing throughout the space.

Li Jia was already frightened out of his wits. His body was shaking like a sieve, and his upper and lower teeth were chattering uncontrollably.

He responded haltingly, "Yes...it's a weapon, sir. I'm really just following instructions from above. I really don't know anything about the specific situation!" As he spoke, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, soaking his clothes.

Meng Yi, standing nearby, felt his heart sink upon hearing this. Selling weapons is a heinous crime, not to mention the disastrous consequences if these weapons were to fall into the hands of an enemy nation! He frowned, lost in thought. He had never imagined that someone within the imperial court would be so audacious as to commit such a crime that defied the laws of nature.

At the same time, Ying Bu, Han Xin, and many other generals were all filled with rage, their hair standing on end, their eyes flashing with anger. They stared at the people in front of them, their eyes seemed to be able to spit fire, as if they wanted to tear these people into pieces immediately to relieve the hatred in their hearts.

Soldiers fought countless life-and-death battles on the frontier to protect the country's peace; the people of the north also suffered from the frequent invasions of foreign enemies. But now, some people have been found taking advantage of the situation to loot and enrich themselves, completely disregarding the lives of soldiers and civilians on the border! This behavior is simply outrageous!

Meng Yi's eyes revealed an extremely sharp look at this moment. He never expected that such a bold person would appear in the court.

He immediately winked at Ying Bu and whispered, "Take these people away and interrogate them strictly. We must thoroughly investigate this matter and get to the bottom of it!"

Ying Bu understood and nodded, then quickly stepped forward with a few others and took those people away.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Yi led everyone to advance westward without stopping.

However, something unexpected happened! When they were only a mile away from the Shaodang tribe's territory, a fierce cavalry team suddenly emerged from all directions and surrounded them.

"What's going on?" Han Xin frowned and asked in a low voice.

"Judging from their clothes, they should be the people from the Wolf Tribe who fled from the battlefield earlier." Ying Bu observed carefully and replied.

A rough estimate shows that this cavalry unit has about three hundred people.

Seeing this, Ying Bu, Han Xin and others quickly drew out the extremely sharp swords from their waists and entered a state of high alert with full concentration.

In reality, they were part of the army stationed in the valley, their mission to capture those from the Central Plains. The original plan had called for five teams of ten each. The other four teams had all reaped rich rewards, successfully capturing numerous Central Plains individuals and returning to camp. However, their team had returned empty-handed, with nothing to show for it.

In order to avoid punishment, the ten Wolf Riders had no choice but to embellish their experiences and report them to the leader of the troops stationed in the valley. This leader happened to be the Wolf King's youngest son, Mo Chu.

"Your Highness, we have unfortunately encountered an ambush by the Qin army. They are so numerous that they are rushing in like a tide. It is really difficult for us to resist!" The team leader said earnestly, with a look of panic on his face.

"That's true, Your Highness. The weapons they wield are extremely sharp, and their attitude is extremely arrogant and domineering." Another rider echoed and added.

When Mo Chu sat quietly in the tent, listening to this exaggerated report with a gloomy face, his anger that had been suppressed for a long time exploded like a ignited powder keg. The raging anger seemed to devour the entire world and could no longer be suppressed.

"You're a bunch of good-for-nothings!" Mo Chuan suddenly stood up and roared in anger, his voice deafening and resounding through the sky. "You're so many strong men, and you can't even arrest a mere Central Plains man! You're a bunch of good-for-nothings!"

"Prince, please calm down..." A rider, his face filled with fear and his body shaking uncontrollably, replied tremblingly. However, before he could finish his words, he was rudely interrupted by Mo Chu.

"Try your best? You're clearly just going through the motions!" Mo Chuan's eyes widened in anger, almost popping out of their sockets. He glared at the people in front of him viciously, gritting his teeth and roaring, "I think each of you is a coward who's not trying your best to complete the mission!"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Chuo waved his hand and shouted, "Come here! Immediately gather three hundred of the most elite and brave cavalrymen and go with me to the battle. We must teach those arrogant Qin troops a lesson!"

"Yes, Your Highness!" The riders responded in unison, and then took action, gathering the army as quickly as possible.

At this moment, Mo Chu tightly grasped the gleaming blade in his hand, his eyes revealing an incomparably firm and resolute light. He muttered to himself: "Hmph, in this battle, I must let those extremely hateful Qin soldiers know how powerful I am, so that they will never dare to underestimate me again!"

After saying this, he strode out of the tent with steady and powerful steps, exuding an unparalleled aura of majesty.

In his eyes, the defeat of the Xiongnu's massive army of 300,000 was entirely due to their stupidity, which allowed them to fall so easily into the trap set by the Qin army.