The villain system of Mingyue in Qin Dynasty

The ruins of war are like mottled hills and ravines, and the once beautiful grasslands have turned into scorched earth.

The raging fire burned almost all night and was still not extinguished when the Xiongnu army returned to the palace.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood and thick ash, making it almost impossible to open your eyes.

Howls of pain filled the ears, and even the wolves who had experienced cruel fighting in the wind and frost couldn't help but feel sad in their hearts.

The Hun knights who galloped back overnight were already empty in their bellies. The silent tears flowed in my heart, but I only felt that the corners of my eyes were extremely dry. I wanted to cry but couldn't.

"Duoyan Boba!"

There was no emotion or anger on the face of the young Wolf King, and he just gently called out to the warrior he relied on most.

"exist!"

Duoyanbo gritted his teeth and his voice almost came out of his throat. He was angry, he was sad, and he wanted to yell.

But the Hun captain couldn't. This would only make the already low morale of the knights beside him even more depressing.

"You take your knights and divide them into three groups. One group patrols around the royal court to prevent enemy attacks. The other group puts out the remaining fires in the royal court and rescues available supplies. The last group of knights gathers the scattered tribesmen in the royal court. , restore order in the royal court."

"yes!"

The knights behind Modun began to accept Duoyan Boba's command, dispersed, and galloped away along the edge of the royal court.

"Nomin!"

"My subordinate is here!"

"You and your men will take out all the beef and mutton we have brought, boil it in a pot, and distribute the broth to everyone in the royal court."

"yes!"

…

After roughly giving instructions to his men, Modun followed the path in his memory and found his royal tent.

The damage to the royal tent was not as serious as that outside the tent. The wooden platform that served as the foundation of the royal tent was still intact, and the muddy horse hoof prints on it were faintly visible.

There were scattered items such as bronze utensils and fire basins on the high platform. They were either too large or seriously damaged and were not taken away by the Qin army.

The Chanyu throne was still in its original place, but the white tiger skin on it was gone.

The most eye-catching thing was the red background and black-edged moiré flag tied to the throne. The big word Qin on it was like a blazing flame, burning the Wolf King's heart.

There is nothing more humiliating than this!

The Wolf King clenched his fists, his eyes were about to burst, his whole body was trembling slightly, but his shoulders were covered by a warm palm.

Moton looked back and saw that it was Creon!

"Chanyu, I know you are very sad now. But as a king, everyone can have tears, but you can't."

After hearing Creon's gentle voice, Moton calmed down.

"I understand, my friend." Modu said back.

"Chanyu, the old shaman has been found."

A shout attracted the attention of Moton and Creon.

When the old shaman was carried over, his face was empty and extremely weak.

Modun ran down the high platform, came to the old shaman's side, and said with concern: "Old shaman, how are you?"

"I'm fine, I won't die yet."

The old shaman said slowly with a weak voice.

"Old Shaman, it's all my fault that you and Wang Ting have suffered so much." The young wolf king admitted his mistake like a child.

"No, Shanyu. It's us who underestimated the Qin army too much, and underestimated that evil ghost too much."

The old shaman stretched out his hands covered with mud and blood, stroked the Wolf King's face, and said: "We originally thought that the Gobi desert was a natural barrier, and the vast wilderness was a pasture where barbarians ran. Those south People would only hide under the high city wall and be cowardly and incompetent, but they did not expect that the Qin army crossed hundreds of miles of desert and attacked the court of Shanyu. Shanyu, you must remember the shame of today!"

Old Shanyu held Mao Dun's hand and held it tightly.

"I know." Mao Dun nodded fiercely and said, "Take the old shaman down to heal his wounds."

……..

On the bank of Qinghe River, the water is gurgling.

A man in a traditional Chinese robe stands on the shore, with the light smoke rolling out, and the broad sleeves of his robe dancing in the wind, making him look poetic and picturesque.

Opposite the man, an old man came. The old man is very old, but he walks step by step without any wavering.

"Chu Nan Gong!"

The man bowed to the old man very respectfully and saluted.

"Zifang, there is no need to be polite!"

Chu Nan Gong raised Zhang Liang's hand with a smile and said with a smile.

"After all these years, the ovary has become more and more elegant."

"Excessive praise!" Zhang Liang responded.

Chu Nan Gong stroked his beard, recalled the past, and said slowly: "The first time I saw you, I was still in Korea. At that time, the ovary was very high-spirited and vowed to save the world. Later, the Qin State Han was destroyed and the mountains and rivers were shattered. When I saw you again, you had become the third head of the Confucian family. Although you were no longer spirited, you were more calm and restrained, and your desire to restore the country was still there. Now, you have become the most respected member of the Qin Dynasty. The counselor of the Crown Prince's Tiance Mansion was taken as a confidant. I would like to ask again, does Zifang still have the desire to restore the country?"

Chu Nan Gong's words were plain, but they evoked the deepest warmth in Zhang Liang's heart.

In the past, in the Purple Orchid Pavilion, those three energetic young men created the quicksand, folded their wings and turned away the night, forcing General Ji Wuye to have no place to stand.

But after that, everything changed.

That year, the King of Qin sent troops to attack Han, and the government and the public were shocked!

South Korea was originally a place of four wars and was the weakest among the seven nations. King An of Han only wanted to seek peace, and sent envoys to seek peace.

The King of Qin doesn’t want beauties in the city, he doesn’t want gold, silver, wealth, and silk, but he only wants one person!

Young Master Han Fei!

Han Fei entered the Qin Dynasty from the west. From then on, Weihan was far away, Jingwei was cold, and his old friends never returned.

Zhang Liang raised his head and looked at the sky, took a deep breath, exhaled it again, and said: "Even if South Korea is restored, it will no longer be the South Korea of ​​that day."

Chu Nan Gong looked at Zhang Liang's appearance, shook his head, and said, "No matter what, no matter what! If Zifang insists on doing this, I won't say anything more! Everything, be careful!"

Step by step, Chu Nan Gong returned along the way he came.

Zhang Liang bowed his hands to Duke Nan of Chu.

……..

The shark teeth swung, and with the sharp sword energy, he killed the assassin pretending to be a servant of Tiance Mansion with one sword strike.

"How many times is this already?"

Chen Ping sat on his couch, turning over the bamboo slips in his hand, and asked with a smile.

Wei Zhuang stood up, stared at the charming man with sharp eyes like a falcon, curved the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's rare to see someone like you."

"Oh?" Chen Ping leaned up, sat up, and asked, "What kind of person?"

"People who make me feel dangerous!" Wei Zhuang said coldly.

"Hahahaha!" Chen Ping smiled, his voice quite happy, and said: "It is an honor to receive such words from Lord Wei Zhuang, right?" "No more gossip. You and Zhang Liang are waiting for the Tiance Mansion. I am afraid that the counselor will be the target of the other party's attention." Wei Zhuang waved his hand, and his Xuance Army sergeants carried the assassin's body out.

"It seems that we have really been underestimated?" Chen Ping laughed. Even a beautiful woman would not be able to compare with her charm.

"I feel the same way." Wei Zhuang smiled.

"While His Royal Highness is not here, these people are quite active!" Chen Ping put down the bamboo slips in his hands, stood up, and said, "But why do they think that those of us under their wings are just lambs to be slaughtered?" Chen Ping Ping's eyes were filled with coldness, and murderous intent burst out from the cold air.

"What do you want to do?" Wei Zhuang asked.

Chen Ping took out a list from his sleeve and said: "These are all the dark spots of those people in the cloud. Let's teach those people a lesson this time!"