Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

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When the letter of war declaring war was delivered to the Huns, the dark clouds covering the entire grassland gradually became thicker, the bonfire was still smoldering under the sky, and the ashes spread to the big tent of the middle camp.

Time is running out, and Mao Dun has no time to doubt life. If you want to resist her, cut first, then ask, then vote democratically, and actively prepare for the war.

Maodun, who had his aunt's blood on his face, was about to explode. Looking at the letters of challenge thrown by twenty or thirty small tribes, it was obviously a one-on-one challenge from the Yuezhi Kingdom, directly turning all the foreigners against the Xiongnu.

Her face was very ugly, so pale that there was no blood in it.

More than once, she wanted to kill Yan Ce with one arrow, but unfortunately, with the lurking cold eyes surrounding her all the time, she was afraid of the threat of assassins, so she couldn't order the execution of Young Master Ce.

Mao suddenly stood up, and at the edge of her field of vision, Shan Yu's subordinates, captains and generals, stood in a row.

"Prepare for war."

"Shan Yu, do we really have no allies? Yue Zhi said that we actually have allies." The captain, who was about to lead the army to charge, said.

In Dragon City, a miraculous event happened.

It is roughly described as: During the Chinese New Year, everyone gathered together to drink a little wine and eat dumplings, and then broke up. As a result, the Xiongnu and the Yuezhi suddenly started the annual drama, digging each other's ancestral graves.

accident?

So unexpected.

The Yue family condemned the incident of the Xiongnu's surrender to Gongzice as a disgrace to the Dragon God and disrespect to heaven and earth. In just a few days, everyone on the grassland knew that the Xiongnu Shan of this generation was a fool. I can't afford it.

As far as the matter is concerned, Xiao Shanyu herself felt that it was a little bit interesting, so her melancholy degree doubled.

Mao Dun said gloomyly: "I have a fart ally! Yan Ce will not cheat me anymore, Ben Shanyu will put his tablet next to the Dragon God tablet, and burn incense to worship him every year."

"You can read the non-aggression agreement sent by Donghu?" the captain asked worriedly.

"Don't watch! Let's fight together. If the battle line is dragged to the boundary of Donghu, we can still distinguish clearly. If Donghu is dissatisfied, we will say it was an accidental injury."

Shan Yu calmed down his rioting mood, his mind was full of scenes of Yan Ce's snarling, and his voice couldn't help adding a bit of cannibalism.

This time, even if he survived, Yue Mo's family fortune would be ruined.

The third child of ten thousand years beats the boss and the second child, plus the lurking Yan army, if he doesn't get picked up, it means that he has excellent skills.

The feeling of splitting headache reverberated in Maodun's mind, and the memory fragments from Xianyang to the North continued to emerge in the depths of his soul. People have been played with, and when they grow up, they will turn from being weak and black to being black for the Huns all their lives.

She stepped out of the big tent and looked down into the distance. The same scene was engraved deep in her pupils, so vast that she couldn't see the edge.

Before long, this place will become part of the battle line.

Mouton sighed.

It is best to drag the flames of war to Longcheng now, grab resources, and stay away from Donghu. The goal is to fight until the resources on the other side are exhausted.

A big crisis in life.

Dragon God, dare to ask, is there anything worse than this in the world?

A moment later, a soldier half-kneeled in front of Mao Dun.

"Chan Yu, Young Master Ce has run away."

Shan Yu opened his eyes wide: "What!"

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The Xiongnu's troubles have been resolved, but the main Yan army has disappeared.

Yan Ce stared into the distance helplessly.

The Guoshang Assassin and Yu Ji who followed were on horseback, their backs stretched very long under the setting sun.

In the vast grassland with a light green tone, there are almost no coordinates for reference except for the setting sun. Fortunately, there are white wolf cubs who can guide the way, but in an instant, the restless horses become uncontrollable, and everyone tightens the reins to restrain the riotous mounts.

Slowly, under the setting sun, Yan Xuan and a cavalry battalion with no less than a hundred men appeared in front of the young man.

"I finally found it. It's worthwhile for me to scatter all the soldiers to search for you throughout the grassland. Don't even think about retreating. There is still a search army several miles behind you."

Yan Xuan got off his horse and continued, "It's a pity to leave without seeing your masterpiece."

Yan Ce touched the white wolf hanging around his neck: "It would be right for me to stay in the Xiongnu."

"No, you won't." Yan Xuan said with a sullen face, "Since you entered the Qin Dynasty, you have never run away after cheating people. The less you look like something done by the royal family, the more you Yan Ce can do it." come out."

In countless sights, all the cavalry surrounded all the national martyrs, and the light armor covered all the vital points to prevent the possibility of being killed by one blow.

"Back then, at the edge of Yishui, I personally taught you etiquette. I still can't figure out why you look so crooked. You are the first one in Kyushu who can abandon the status of the royal family."

"Everywhere, it's 'Uncle', you taught well." Yan Ce scratched his head, with a proud look of "I can't help but praise".

"Bullshit!" Yan Xuan rarely swears: "Who taught you to sell the country of Yan behind my back, and the country of Yan belongs to you? In the end, you sold all of Yan State for Qin State."

Reining down his impatience, Yan Xuan asked: "As an extremely human minister, it will be a matter of time before the world is overwhelmed by power. What are you still planning?"

"You have the country of Yan in your heart."

Yan Ce pointed to the puzzled Uncle Wang, and then pointed to himself.

"But I just think about three feet and one bed. Nothing is more important than seeing that person's smile."