In the camp tent, Meng Yi looked at the sand table, and then said: “Gongzi, it is difficult to attack the eighteen departments of Eastern Vietnam, so it is better to lead the army as the forward?” ”

Ying Changze shook his head and said, “The eighteen departments already belong to most of them, and only a few tribes are stubbornly resisting, but they still have to trouble General Meng to open the way for me and wait.” ”

“The last general is in command!”

“Xiangliu Mountain does not have as many people as the tribe, the mountain road is rugged, when the time comes, General Meng, General Zhao, and General Deng will lead the army to clean up the remnants of the Eastern Vietnamese forces, and this prince can lead a hundred people up the mountain.”

Meng Yi raised his head and glanced at Zhao Tuo.

There was still a little rest of ease in my heart, after all, Ying Changze was the prince of the empire, and Xiangliu Mountain was the residence of the Eastern Vietnamese priest Xiangliu.

The mountain is full of dangers, and if the prince goes up to make a good villain, a few of them will have to raise their heads to see the first emperor.

“Gongzi, Xiangliu Mountain is dangerous, why not go to the last general?”

“No need, this is an order, just wait and obey!”

Deng Shi had already seen the power of winning Changze during this time, and leaned over to obey the order.

“The last general’s order!”

At the end of the meeting, Meng Yi, Zhao Tuo, and Deng Shi walked out of the camp together, Zhao Tuo patted Deng Shi and asked: “Old Deng, you have been with Gongzi for a long time, you go to persuade Gongzi, Xiangliu Mountain is dangerous, I can go with General Meng.” ”

Deng Shi remembered that he also advised Zhang Han to enter the counsel at the beginning, but then everything hit him in the face, and now that he thinks about it, he still feels a little panicked.

Thinking about it like this, Deng Shi’s face instantly became a little unfathomable, and he threw up his hands and said, “It’s better for the two generals to obey Gongzi’s orders.” ”

“Deng someone spoke lightly, and he couldn’t persuade Gongzi.”

Then he turned and left, which was called a dashing and neat, leaving Meng Yi and Zhao Tuo Zhanger monks scratching their heads.

…..

The army marched, but in half a day, it had reached the foot of Xiangliu Mountain unimpeded.

Hundreds of people dressed in the white priestly robes of Eastern Viet rushed down from the mountain and hugged at the foot of the mountain when they reached Xiangliu Mountain.

Xiangliu Mountain was not a tribe, did not belong to the armed forces, and at that time it was a symbol of religion, and these people in priestly robes were just ordinary East Vietnamese.

Hundreds of East Vietnamese cautiously watched the 300,000-strong army that surrounded them.

The swords held in their hands trembled slightly.

“Qin people, advise you, don’t come any closer, otherwise, the snake god will descend the heavenly punishment!”

Win Changze was riding on a horse, surrounded by Meng Xiao and Zhao Tuo, Deng Shi and others were not of high rank, all followed behind Win Changze.

“Shenji Battalion!”

Ying Changze shouted, and four hundred people walked out of the army behind him, all carrying crossbows.

“Drop the arrow!”

“No!”

The shouts that rushed to the sky made Meng Yi and Zhao Tuo a little side-eyed.

They had been leading the army for many years, and when they went out to inspect the team, they could see that the 3,000 soldiers under Ying Changze were obviously more spirited and morale than the soldiers around them.

The Lord General and the Soldier are connected, and only the soldiers of the brave are such heroic warriors.

Looking at the soldiers of the Four Hundred Divine Machine Battalion, Meng Xiao and Zhao Tuo could see the rigor of winning Changze’s army.

Meng Yi’s brother is Meng Tian, and their Meng family is a party that supports the Soviet Union, but to put it bluntly, they will always stand on the first emperor.

Now among these eighteen princes, this prince who is so talented has appeared, Meng Yi is still happy for Daqin from the bottom of his heart.

This is Daqin’s blessing.

Meng Yi stroked his beard with satisfaction, and saw the four hundred soldiers of the Divine Machine Battalion, neatly arranged in front of everyone.

The cold bow and arrow have already been on the crossbow.

The hundreds of priests on the opposite side stepped back, their swords blocking in front of them.

The priest wore nothing more than ordinary cloth, and the iron sword in his hand could not stop the crossbow.

This is destined to be a one-sided massacre!

Swish~~

Swish~Swish~

Hundreds of black feather arrows burst from the crossbow in an instant, and the hundreds of East Yue people fell to the ground like wheat blown down by the wind!

Meng Yi and Zhao Tuo looked at each other, and just wanted to laugh, but the smile froze at the corner of their mouths.

How powerful their eyes are!

Looking at the past, I have already seen the bows and arrows inserted in the bodies of those East Vietnamese people clearly!

A sword through the throat!

Nothing is missing!



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