The Great Qin: Stop Pretending, Your Father, I Am Qin Shihuang

Soon, Zhao Lang saw that a young Qin Jun who was older than him walked in.

After the young Qin Jun walked in, he glanced at Zhao Lang with a complicated look.

His Royal Highness, the famous Daqin prince, finally saluted,

"I have seen His Royal Highness."

Zhao Lang had already greeted him at this time, helped the other party up, looked at the other party, and said,

"It's very good to be a thousand generals at a young age by virtue of military exploits!"

The other party can be a general of a thousand people at his age, even if there is a guard father, it is not an easy task.

Indeed a general.

Hearing Zhao Lang's praise, the young Qin Jun didn't have a happy expression on his face. He wanted to question Zhao Lang, but he couldn't say anything for a while.

I don't know why, although the other party's demeanor is extremely gentle, it gives him a faint feeling of coercion. .

I can only reply indifferently,

"Thank you, His Royal Highness."

Of course, today, no matter what, even if he risked his life, he would have to ask each other for his father!

why!

Zhao Lang took the initiative to say at this time,

"I heard from the attendant that you have a letter for me."

Seeing Zhao Lang taking the initiative to talk about it, the young Qin Jun's expression became slightly more serious, and he took out a letter from his arms.

"This is what the general gave to His Royal Highness before the general confronted the enemy."

Zhao Lang took it with both hands, opened it and glanced at it,

I found that there were several pieces of cloth inside, and on the cloth was the roster of the defenders.

There is also a letter to intercede for his son. If there is any offense, let him bear with it.

It seems to have known about this for a long time.

Knowing the son, Mo Ruofu, also pity the hearts of parents all over the world.

Zhao Lang couldn't help but sighed slightly.

The young Qin Jun couldn't stop looking at the letter at this time. It was his father's last letter, but he didn't know what was written in it.

After Zhao Lang read the letter, he directly handed the letter to the young Qin Jun and said,

"This is a letter from your father to me. It's mostly the names of the soldiers. You can see if there are any omissions."

"After making up, hand it over to the army,"

Young Qin Jun took the cloth with red eyes, and his expression was even more sad.

His father had already been prepared.

Only now, he still has to ask!

He wanted to hear the answer with his own ears.

Just before he could ask, he heard Zhao Lang say,

"You should have no military affairs now, right?"

The young Qin Jun shook his head,

"no."

Zhao Lang immediately stood up and dragged the dazed opponent to the back of the tent. Suddenly, a sand table of mountains and rivers like a real scene painting appeared in front of the opponent.

"This is..."

"Map of mountains and rivers."

Zhao Lang replied.

Then he picked up a long stick, pointed at a hill and said,

"Look, this is where we are now, next to Bai Shanshan."

He pointed to the Great Wall pass in the distance and said,

"This is our pass, and now the hundreds of thousands of cavalry of the Huns are here."

"You should also know about the battles these days. Even if our army wins on the grasslands, it will not be able to expand the results of the battle. Once these Huns cavalry are scattered and invaded, the people of the northern counties will be greatly harmed!"

"So, the plan of the army now is to lure the enemy to go deep, gather and annihilate it!"

"And the point of all this is to bring the Huns in at this juncture."

"But the Xiongnu couldn't find the clue, so today's plan came into being."

Zhao Lang finished the plan soon.

After listening, the young Qin Jun on the side opened his mouth slightly and stood there dumbfounded.

Zhao Lang didn't rush. After waiting for a while, the young Qin Jun closed his eyes slightly, and two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

He got it.

Opening his eyes again, looking at Zhao Lang, whose face was already exhausted, the young Qin Jun couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt in his heart, and said with a bit of a whimper,

"His Royal Highness, the last general is full of resentment, please forgive me!"

Zhao Lang smiled bitterly and replied,

"What's your fault?"

"After running around for a day, I must be tired, go to Haosheng to rest."

The young Qin Jun didn't say much, saluted and left.

After the other party left, Zhao Lang sat down and closed his eyes.

After the slave on the side quietly put a blanket on Zhao Lang, he went outside and whispered,

"Let people look at these sergeants. The Huns must not leave before they enter the trap."

Since the other party knew the top secrets in the army, they naturally couldn't let them leave like this.

After finishing these things, the slave returned to the tent next to him, and then fell asleep. He would have to get up early tomorrow.

The next day, at the gate of the Great Wall occupied by the Xiongnu, it was already busy in the morning.

Countless Xiongnu cavalry went everywhere.

At this time, in the central tent at the pass, Mao Dun was sitting at the top, issuing orders.

"Let all the spies explore the surroundings as soon as possible, I want to know all the situation."

"The pass here is our army's offensive base. There is no room for loss. We need two leaders to defend. Well, Ben Shanyu's three sons will also bring 10,000 soldiers to help the two defend."

Hearing this, the leaders of the Qiang and Yuezhi tribes below changed their expressions slightly, but they still responded,

"Yes, Shan Yu."

They know that these people are here to watch them, but now they can't refuse, they can only agree.

Soon, Modun issued the order and told everyone to step down, leaving only the three of Li, Yi and Lian~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Come here! "

Modun called the three of them to his side and said quickly,

"Although this time the pass was handed over to these two clans, you have to keep your spirits up and watch them."

"This is also your first combat mission, understand?"

The inheritance of the Huns relies on actual combat. He did not let a few people go to the battlefield to fight, and he took special care of them.

Mainly his eldest son Ji Porridge is indeed wiser than ordinary Huns.

After hearing the order, Li Yilian and the others agreed without any hesitation. This obedience made Mo Dun nodded with a smile.

His method really worked, wait a little longer, and make these boys stronger, and they can be thrown on the battlefield.

Only those who survived became the Huns.

At this moment, the best-mannered Li said,

"Father, the boy wants to choose some soldiers to stay behind, so it will be easier to use."

Hearing this, Mo Dun raised his brows, showed a smile, and said,

"Huh? Are you planning to recruit your own personnel? Yes, except for the Royal Court cavalry, you can choose the personnel in the army, but I want to see how your methods are."

The other party is very careful, he is naturally clear.

Ambition is the real Huns!

He will not stop it, but will encourage it. He has hundreds of thousands of troops and let these three boys choose 10,000. What's the problem?

"Thank you, father! The boy will go to prepare first!"

Hearing this, Li quickly replied with a smile, and then left with the two of them.

After waiting to the side, Li put away his smile almost instantly, and said to Yi and Lian,

"Call the Divine Cult loyalists!"

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