Three Kingdoms: Snow Dragon Riding At The Start, Build the Great Qin

I saw Meng Zhong was standing on the school field, staring at the school field blankly.

Two lines of tears slid down the cheeks.

His body was also trembling slightly.

Meng Zhong wiped the corner of his eyes with his sleeve and muttered excitedly.

"I never thought that in my lifetime, I would be lucky enough to see the golden fire cavalry of our ancestors."

"My life is worth it!"

"I am dead, and I have no regrets!"

His face is full of nostalgia.

Immediately, Meng Zhong looked down at the jade pendant in his hand, muttering to himself.

"Shi Huang, descendants of the Meng family are ashamed of Shi Huang."

"I am loyal, and I must do my best to assist the son!"

There is firmness in his voice.

"It's just that the Bai family, the Wang family, where are they?"

Qin Lie stepped forward suspiciously.

"Old Meng, what are you doing here?"

Meng Zhong's body trembled.

He turned his head and saw that it was Qin Lie, he was a little relieved.

This is a respectful salute.

"The son."

"En." Qin Lie nodded.

He stepped forward and saw that Meng Zhong's hand was a jade pendant.

Perhaps after a lot of years, the jade pendant looks a little quaint.

A Mongolian character was engraved on the jade pendant.

Qin Lie curiously asked.

"Do you Meng family have a jade pendant like this?"

"No!" Meng Zhong waved his hand.

"This jade pendant belongs to our ancestors."

"Your ancestors?"

Qin Lie Shi Shiran sat down on the stone bench next to him.

Thinking of the surname Meng, he thought of Meng Tian.

At the beginning, Meng Tian led an army of 300,000, and his son Fusu, together with his son Fusu, imprisoned the Huns in the north.

That's also a great person.

"Your ancestor, wouldn't it be the general Meng Tian next to Shi Huang?"

"That Meng Tian, ​​but there were a few outstanding people at the time."

"If it hadn't been for Meng Tian to attack the Huns in the north, I'm afraid the people of the Central Plains would have already suffered from the Huns."

Meng Zhong's eyes flushed slightly.

He carefully put the jade pendant into his arms, and then waved his hand.

"My ancestor is Meng Jia, the third brother of ancestor Meng Tian."

"Mengjia?"

Qin Lie was a little surprised.

In my impression, Meng Tian and Meng Yi were the right arms of Shi Huang.

Won the respect of Shi Huang.

But Meng Jia has never heard of this person.

Meng Zhong bowed deeply towards Qin Lie respectfully.

"My son, the old slave hasn't congratulated you on your promotion!"

"The son is now a dignified man of Wancheng."

"If the first emperor had spirit underground, I don't know how happy it would be."

"Yes."

Qin Lie sighed.

If his father is alive, he would be happy too.

Since coming to this world, he has been with his father for sixteen years.

In the past sixteen years, his father has taught him no less.

Now that I want to come, I really miss it.

...

At the city gate.

A carriage came slowly from outside the door.

Inside the carriage, a handsome-looking Guo Jia dressed in a blue shirt lay lazily.

The coachman said loudly.

"Guo son, we are in Huai County."

Guo Jia stretched.

"Old man, how many days are we away from Yingchuan?"

The driver flicked the long whip in his hand and made a clear sound.

"After passing Henan Yin from here, I entered Yingchuan."

"It's no more than three or four days at most."

"It's so good."

Guo Jia nodded in satisfaction.

He raised the curtain and looked up at the city ahead.

The two characters of Huaixian are impressively high above them.

Above the city is guarded by elite soldiers.

Several "Qin" flags are flying high.

Guo Jia held the jug and poured a sip of wine into his mouth.

Then he wiped his mouth, wondering.

"Old man, I heard that Huai County is surrounded by Southern Huns."

"Look at this, the Huns have retired?"

Speaking of this, the coachman became interested.

"The son has just returned from Jizhou, and it is inevitable that he doesn't understand the situation in Huai County."

"Little Laoer was originally from Huaixian, but he experienced this firsthand."

"Then you keep telling me."

Guo Jia said casually.

"The little old man, let me talk about it."

The coachman began to talk.

"Ten days ago, Hu Langu, a general under King Youxian, led ten thousand Huns cavalry and attacked Huai County in a fierce manner."

"Lord Prefect King was attacked by Hulan Gu, seriously injured and dying."

"The gate of Huai County was breached, and the Huns rushed into Huai County. Huai County was in danger!"

"guess what?"

"What's the matter?"

Guo Jia's expression has also become a little serious.

The Huns, killing, looting, and looting are indispensable.

But looking at this Huai County in front of me, it looks calm and peaceful.

It doesn't seem to have experienced the Xiongnu washing and plundering at all.

"At that critical moment, Wan Chenghou stepped forward."

"He led three thousand snow dragon rides and rushed from the starry night in Yongcheng County."

"Seeing that the situation in Huai County is urgent, without saying a word, Wanchenghou led the three thousand snow dragon riders into the Xiongnu battlefield."

"That battle was so dark, the sun and the moon were dark. Outside Huai County, blood was flowing into rivers."

"Hou Wancheng showed great power."

"In just a quarter of an hour, Wanchenghou slashed the Hulan bones of the Hun general, and wiped out all the 30,000 Xiongnu cavalry in one fell swoop."

Guo Jia shook his head and laughed.

This coachman is suitable for storytelling.

What kind of 3,000 snow dragon knights can kill 30,000 Xiongnu cavalry in a quarter of an hour?

This is too exaggerated.

Thinking about it, when the coachman was talking, he inevitably added fuel and jealousy.

However, Guo Jia did not intend to dismantle.

He just wondered.

"Old man, you said this Wanchenghou, how come I have never heard of it before."

"My son, you haven't heard of it, it's normal."

The driver's voice was full of respect.

"Speaking of which, when rushing to help Huai County, Wanchenghou was just the magistrate of Yongcheng County."

"The title of the Marquis of Wancheng was only granted by the court two days ago."

"You don't know the son, that day, Zhang Yu, the close minister by the emperor's side, came."

"Because he helped Huai County, he was named Wanchenghou?"

The doubts in Guo Jia's heart are even greater.

The Marquis of Wancheng is the county marquis among the marquis.

For hundreds of years, the great man has had an ancient saying: foreign surnames cannot be crowned kings.

Since that time, if it were not for the Han clan, the county prince would have become the highest rank.

Although the contribution of helping Huai County is not small, it is not small.

But if he was named Wanchenghou based on this, it was far from enough.

"How can that be."

"Wanchenghou's deeds are much more than that."

The coachman showed memories.

"At that time, the Huns came to Huai County, burned, killed, looted, and did nothing evil."

"The heads of the people have become Jingguan."

"Wancheng Hou Chongguan was furious, and led his troops overnight to raid Hedong County."

"Not only did Liu Bao, the right sage king of the Huns beheaded, he also rushed to Pingyang County, the home of the Huns, and beheaded more than 20 Huns."

"Since then, the Huns have completely annihilated their clan."

"really?"

Rao was Guo Jia's calm temperament and couldn't help but exclaimed.

This old man, the more he talked about it, the more out of it.

Annihilate the Huns?

It's not easy said than done.

After these years of recuperation, there are more than 300,000 Huns.

Want to wipe out more than 300,000 Huns in one fell swoop?

This is too weird. *

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