Daqin: Prince Wushuang, Flattening the Confucian School at the Start

Hangu Pass, Lao Qin's most important pass in the past, has the reputation of being the number one pass in the world.

Since the Hangu Pass was built, the elite Qin army guarded this place and blocked the Six Nations army from outside the pass.

However, after dominating the world, the strategic significance of Hangu Pass was greatly reduced, and most of the elites in Guanzhong were transferred to the Great Wall defense line to seek a decisive battle with the Huns.

The originally busy post road gradually became desolate.

A magnificent carriage, galloping past the post road.

The wheels creaked on the tamped road with mellow soil.

Around the carriage, dozens of elite cavalry in black armor, led by a general holding a strange hook and sickle, firmly guarded the carriage in the middle.

It is to win against Changfeng and his Changfeng cavalry.

Since receiving the edict from the First Emperor, they have set off from Peixian as quickly as possible, leaving the brigade far behind.

"His Royal Highness, will it be too risky!"

Inside the carriage, Huang Yueying, with graceful materials, dressed in a gorgeous blue and white dress and a pair of silver and white lace gloves, looked at Changfeng with concern.

"It's okay, how can you hurt this young man if you're just a mere ghost?"

"What's more, this carriage is still made exclusively by Yueying for this son, and it is unparalleled in defense. How can there be questions about 037?"

"Come on, give the son another glass of wine that you brewed yourself!

Win Changfeng rested on Huang Yueying's lap, half-eyes, smelling the refreshing body scent, so uncomfortable.

"His Royal Highness!'

Huang Yueying glanced at Changfeng with an annoyed look. After having a drink with Ying Changfeng, she took out several odd-shaped parts from the grid on the side of the carriage, and started to assemble them flexibly.

Now that Changfeng had made up her mind to win, she naturally wouldn't say any more.

Moreover, Lan Xinhui's quality, she gradually began to understand Ying Changfeng's intentions.

Zhao Gao and others plan to kill Changfeng, and how could Changfeng have been full of killing this group of Da Qin moths.

It’s just that Zhao Gao and others’ acting skills are undoubtedly much better than those of Rumen and others. Without a handle, even if they win Changfeng, it’s not good to openly treat a CRRC mansion who is not inferior to Jiuqing’s status. Kill.

Otherwise, the officials inside and outside the court will inevitably endanger themselves, and it will not be easy to explain to the father and the emperor who wins the government.

Fortunately, judging from the secret letter to win the government, the first emperor also began to be suspicious of the courtiers on the side of prayer, so he deliberately urged to protect the safety of the (bhec) in Changfeng.

Such a good opportunity to win Changfeng will naturally not be missed, so we can simply go ahead and expose the conspiracy of Zhao Gao and others.

Once the demons and demons are dominant in the sun, there is no longer enough threats, and they can be left to win over Changfeng.

Just as the exclusive beauty who won Changfeng, Huang Yueying is naturally worried about the safety of winning Changfeng.

Not only did they work hard to create a specially made carriage for Changfeng, but also prepared many powerful organs to ensure the safety of Changfeng.

"The boat and the car are exhausted, and I have to take care of my son. You have worked so hard, Yueying."

Seeing Huang Yueying's diligent and busy appearance, she could not help but a faint smile after winning Changfeng's corner.

It’s no wonder that since ancient times, the highest pursuit of a man has been to wake up the world, drunk lying on the knees of a beautiful woman, and there is a person who is wholeheartedly concerned about his own beauty, and he really has a very special taste in his heart.

"Your Highness is polite."

"Yueying is the son of the son, wherever the son is, it is Yueying's home!"

"As long as the son is not disgusted, Yueying is willing to follow the son.

Huang Yueying said with a smile.

"You girl!"

"So charming, aren't you afraid that this young man will suddenly become wolfish?"

Win Changfeng laughed.

"People are sons, and sons have requirements, they will naturally follow suit."

"Mother!"

"This son, Changfeng, is really afraid of death to the extreme!

"Your Majesty ordered him to return as soon as possible, even with so many guards!"

"That group of Guards cavalry is the same, why suddenly become so strong, the long road for hundreds of miles, dazedly does not give us a chance!"

A few hundred meters away, behind a small hillside, a strong man in black looked at the convoy going away and cursed and put down the giant crossbow in his hand.

As a professional killer trained by Zhao Gao painstakingly, many people did not take it seriously when they first received the mission of assassinating and winning Changfeng.

In their opinion, a sensual, tyrannical, and extremely arrogant dude, who can arrange for a newcomer at random, can catch them all, and let them move out of these elites. It is completely overkill.

If it weren't for Zhao Gao's death order, they really didn't want to follow it.

However, when they really got started, they found that things didn't seem to be that simple.

"What to do, if you don't do anything, the target will enter Hangu Pass, and at most two days, you will be able to reach Xianyang City!"

Another lean assassin with a scar on his face said anxiously.

"What else can I do, convene several other groups and go together!"

"But it will take at least a day!"

"What a day is, when the time comes, the goal is at most to reach the shore of the Weishui!"

"The closer you are to Xianyang City, the lower your target's vigilance will inevitably be, and the higher your success rate will be."

"And don't forget, on the outskirts of Xianyang City, there are countless pedestrian caravans. If the target wants to maintain such a strict guard line, it is impossible to do it!"

"And the more people there are, the easier it is for us to get in!"

"It really doesn't work, we'll be stuck at the entrance of his son's mansion. The moment he enters, we must get out of the carriage!"

The black-clothed man glanced at the re-emerged people and said, "Hurry up and do it!

The night is getting darker.

The night sky of the second half of the month was covered with thick dark clouds, and it was almost impossible to reach out.

The post road calmed down after a busy day, and only a few lights remained in the post.

But for some people, this has become the most conspicuous goal.

Dozens of figures in black night clothes sprang out from the one-person tall reed, and galloped towards the post house.

Because the soles are specially made, coupled with the specially trained skills, so along the way, there is basically no movement.

Soon, they came to less than a few tens of meters from the post, and gently moved a group of bushes, revealing a hole.

It turned out that the insidious and cunning Zhao Gao, in order to avoid the heavy surveillance of Xianyang City, concentrated his own power mainly outside Xianyang City.

Although the post house where Changfeng stayed is not one of Zhao Gao's painstaking efforts, it is quite familiar.

This tunnel was excavated in advance by the assassins after they estimated the itinerary to win Changfeng!

Now, it has directly become the killer bronze to assassinate and win Changfeng!.

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