Daqin: The golden list came to the world, Zulong begged me to supervise the country

The sky had gradually cleared up, but the shouts of killing in the entire royal city continued.

Diao Tao Mogao sat on the throne, his complexion was slightly pale, and the skin of his mouth was so dry that it turned up.

"Brother, we are about to lose!" Qi Mixu stumbled in from the outside.

His face was flustered, and his robe was stained with a lot of blood.

Hearing this news, Diao Tao Mogao closed his eyes in pain.

That night, he issued countless orders, sending many women and children out of the royal court, and he also issued many orders on the battlefield.

But in the end, their [-] troops were like paper in front of the [-] cavalry of the Qin army!
The leading generals of the Qin army seemed to be able to easily see their weaknesses every time, and then easily defeat them.

No matter how delicate the arrangement is, or how decisive the order is, it is so vulnerable to the Qin army.

They feel that what they are facing now is not the Qin army, but an iron cavalry unparalleled in Kyushu, with supreme power, rushing into the royal court to wreak havoc!
"Brother, let's go, if we don't go, it will be too late!" Qi Mixu said anxiously.

He had just watched Qin Jun beheading their Hun army like tigers, leopards and jackals!

Today, the Xiongnu army has less than 2 people left, and the Qin army's loss is almost one-third of theirs!

Moreover, the morale of the Qin army is high. According to this momentum, there are less than [-] troops left, and they will not be able to resist for long!
But Diao Tao Mogao took a deep breath and shook his head: "You leave quickly, I won't leave."

And Mi Xu was taken aback for a moment: "But we can all go now, why do you want to stay? If you stay, you will die!"

Diao Tao Mogao didn't speak any more, he stood up and walked out of the hall.

He watched helplessly as the Qin army beheaded the Xiongnu soldiers, and then rushed in another direction.

Today, the entire sky of the Xiongnu royal court is dyed red with blood!
"The life and death of my father and elder brother is uncertain. Now, the Qin army has stepped into our royal court. If at this time, as a person in the army, I am alone and flee in a hurry, even if I survive by then, I will have no face. To my father!"

Diao Tao Mogao tightly clenched his fists, his nails were embedded in the flesh, and blood seeped from them.

He also wants to go, he also wants to live.

But he knew he couldn't go.

Once he leaves, the Huns camp will be in chaos, and those soldiers who died for their Hun dynasty will be let down!

Let me ask, when the war just started, if he knew that the king was no longer prepared to defend the city, who would fight to the death for the so-called glory?
Defeat is not terrible. Those who have been transported out will cherish their memory forever.

"Brother..." Qi Mixu was about to say something, but was interrupted by Tao Mogao.

Diao Tao Mogao took out a piece of jade from his bosom.

This piece of jade is a symbol of the power of the Huns, and it is very similar to the Jade Seal of Kyushu.

Embrace it, and you can become the Hun Shanyu, the real king!

"Brother, I know that your ability is not weaker than mine in the slightest. I will be buried in this royal court with our tribal warriors, and you, from now on, will be our king!" Diao Tao Mogao solemnly said opened the mouth.

"You have to lead the people who have been sent out, and live well!"

"One day, the grassland will regain its vitality, and more powerful warriors will be born in our tribe!"

"You lead them back to the grassland and take back our royal city!"

Tao Mogao looked into Qie Mixu's eyes and said sonorously.

And Mi Xu opened his mouth slightly, and was about to say something, but was taken away by the guards.

Diao Tao Mogao stood in front of the hall, with a kind of indifference willing to die.

This scene will forever remain in Qie Mixu's memory.

……

time flies.

Everyone was close to exhaustion, subconsciously waving the spears and broadswords in their hands.

Cut towards those Hun soldiers who also did not give up.

The blood spattered, and the Daqin soldiers only felt a burning sensation in their chest cavity, and buzzing in their ears, and they could no longer hear any sounds clearly.

Swish!Slashed with a knife.

The last Hun warrior dropped his hand weakly, and then lay down on the ground.

The soldier of the Qin army couldn't hold it anymore at this moment, bowed his head and half knelt on the ground, holding the spear in his hand tightly with both hands, trying not to let himself fall down.

His eyes were blood red, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Everyone's faces were full of exhaustion, and the blood stains had clotted into blood clots.

There were corpses and bones everywhere under their feet.

Countless war horses, galloping wolves, and corpses of soldiers piled up, and the air was filled with a strong and disgusting fishy smell.

In the entire Huns royal court, there was a wave of blood floating in the sky.

Even the sun seemed to avoid the city.

Han Zhongyan knelt down on one knee and plunged the blunt knife into the corpse under his feet.

It wasn't that he wanted to, but that he couldn't wield a knife anymore.

The [-] troops of the Huns will be wiped out!
And Qin Jun, only 700 people left!
The entire street was silent for a while, only the sound of blood flowing.

I don't know how long it took before someone supported each other and stood up.

Han Zhongyan slowly got up from the ground, looking at the battlefield full of bones, even he could hardly hide the turbulence in his stomach for a moment.

A Hun soldier died, but his eyes were still wide open, and there was still resentment and resentment in his eyes that should have been dull.

Looking at Qin Jun again, the living soldiers are all pale and their legs are trembling now.

After resting for so long, he didn't even recover much.

There were no tears in Han Zhongyan's eyes.

The sweat from last night had already drained the water from their bodies.

But even if their hearts are exhausted, even if they have suffered heavy losses, they still know a fact in their hearts.

They, won!
Three times the number of people, they won!
Their Qin army, this time, defeated the Xiongnu!

They created a new history of Kyushu!
Han Chongyan came to a corner and picked up Qin Qi, which had already fallen.

The Great Qin Heishuixuan Banner fluttered over the city of the Huns, announcing the end of this horrific war!

……

The moment he stepped into the inner palace of the Xiongnu King's Court, Han Zhongyan saw a figure at a glance.

The figure sat quietly behind the table, holding a scroll of scriptures in his hand.

Seeing Han Chongyan come in, Diao Tao Mogao slowly put down the scroll in his hand, looked up at Han Chongyan: "We didn't lose."

Han Chongyan stood where he was and didn't speak.

In this war, in the end, the Qin army did win, but the Huns did not lose.

They shed the last drop of blood and guarded the dynasty behind them.

They are also warriors worth remembering. Among the Huns, even though they were defeated, they were glorious.

Han Zhongyan didn't directly go forward to kill Tao Mogao, but asked with some doubts, "Why don't you leave?"

Diao Tao Mogao smiled lightly and shook his head: "If you were you, would you leave?"

"No." Han Zhongyan hardly hesitated.

Diao Tao Mogao stood up, stretched out his hand and pulled out the long sword beside him.

Han Zhongyan didn't stop him, he knew that this was Tao Mogao's fate.

A cold light flashed, and the most honorable person in the court of the Huns committed suicide!
……

In Zhangtai Palace, everyone heard what the soldier said.

"Report to Your Majesty, General Han Zhongyan, enter the royal court of the Xiongnu and defeat the Xiongnu!"