My brother is the most handsome man in the Qin Dynasty

"Taotie, do you really want to attack the Hun royal court like this? We only have 3000 people. Do you really have no backup plan? Are there no more people like Dun Ruo? Have you incited one or two Hun tribes to rebel and will support us... …”

Mi Sui said in disbelief with her arms above her knees.

In the distance, Langjuxu Mountain is clearly visible. The towering mountains are surrounded by white clouds and the tops of the mountains are covered with snow.

The Holy Mountain of the Huns was close at hand, and they would launch a charge after just a quarter of an hour's rest. Mi Sui, who had been full of confidence in Ying Chengyu along the way, could no longer remain calm when he reached the finish line.

Was it really 3000 people who attacked the Hun royal court?crazy!
Ying Chengyu, who had disguised himself as Prince Modun, smiled helplessly.

"This is the royal court of the Huns. How can I instigate rebellion? Why should I sacrifice my life for the Qin people? If Mao Dun had not been desperate, he would not have surrendered to us."

"But, 3000 people, this..."

"enough."

Ying Chengyu pointed at himself.

"My face is worth thousands of troops."

Mi Sui wanted to say something more, but he still couldn't believe it when the facts were in front of him. Three thousand people really wanted to break into the royal court?

If he had known this, he would never have led the way. Wouldn't this be sending him to death?
It would be great if he wanted to die and assassinate Ying Zheng to take revenge. As for running here from Xianyang?
This is not a thousand-mile attack, this is a thousand-mile move of graves!
Ying Chengyu covered his forehead and sighed softly.

"Brother Sui, the war is about to begin. Don't shake the morale of the army. If you keep talking, I will kill you."

Mi Sui sneered.

"Behead quickly! Everyone is dead on the left and right. If I die in your hands, I can still leave a whole body, so as not to be eaten by those beasts!"

Ying Chengyu smiled and took a dead branch and held it in his hand.

"I'm joking, how dare I kill you? You are the number one contributor to my sealing the wolf to Xu. If it weren't for your help with witchcraft, and the vast desert scenery is the same, how could I have found the royal court? Brother Sui, what do you think we should do? The Chu State’s witchcraft was so powerful, why was it destroyed by the Qin State?”

Mi Sui knew that Taotie was trying to flatter and change the subject, but she still couldn't help but smile.

Chu people are proud. This pride not only comes from blood, but also from belief - witchcraft.

Mi Sui obtained Mao Dun's hair, learned Mao Dun's birth date, and led Ying Chengyu to the location of the Huns' royal court.

Ying Chengyu kept marveling in admiration on the way, chasing after Mi Sui to take out the GPS.

While staying in Xianyang, Ying Chengxuan chatted with Chu concubines Mi Sui and learned that Chu's witchcraft had the ability to automatically cruise. Ying Chengxuan did not believe it at first.

Adhering to the fact that practice is the only criterion for testing truth, he blindfolded Mi Sui, took Mi Sui to Luming Court, and asked Mi Sui to show him the way back to Xianyang City.

He couldn't understand what Mi Sui was drawing or writing there. Anyway, Mi Sui, who didn't take off the black cloth during the whole process, actually walked back with him.

Ying Chengyu immediately understood why Li Guang was lost and Huo Qubing was not.

Li Xin, the Marquis of Longxi, was the ancestor of Li Guang. He suffered a huge defeat in the Chu State with complex terrain, and Li Guang got lost... Hereditary!
And Huo Qubing... Ying Chengyu couldn't remember the origin of this champion, but he remembered that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty killed the prince because of the witchcraft in his later years, and the queen Wei Zifu committed suicide.

Huo Qubing is Wei Qing's nephew, and Wei Qing is Wei Zifu's half-brother. If the witchcraft disaster is not groundless, then is it reasonable for Huo Qubing to learn witchcraft to find his way?
After seeing Mi Sui blindly searching for a way, Ying Chengyu also understood why Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty cared so much about the word witchcraft.

Maybe it’s not that he’s lost consciousness in his later years, but that there really is such outrageous stuff in this era!
"If you hadn't improved the weapons, Qin's sword would be one foot longer than that of the other six countries, huh."

Mi Sui said this and just shook his head.

Ying Chengyu imitated Mi Sui and wrote and drew on the ground.

"Can witchcraft kill people from thousands of miles away? Can you risk your sudden death here?"

"...No, but" "Witchcraft can make people invulnerable and bring people back to life?"

"...No, that's what you said."

"Can witchcraft make the stars all over the sky fall from the sky and land in any direction you want?"

"No! What on earth are you going to say, you idiot!"

Ying Chengyu tilted his head, squinted his eyes, broke off a dead branch and handed it to Mi Sui, then swept away the scribbles.

"You can't do this, you can't do that. If you don't have an overwhelming advantage, why can you defeat the Qin army with just one witchcraft?

"The terrain of Chu is complicated, with mountains and rivers all over the country. You can use witchcraft to find traces. Do you think witchcraft is invincible? Brother Sui, without me, the Chu country will perish.

"The Qin State's dominance in the world depends on military merit, sophisticated equipment, and recruitment of talented people...How can you go far when you walk on one leg? Being proud and complacent, and staying in your own ways are taboos."

Ying Chengyu put on a helmet that had no blind spots in all directions, and his voice was a little muffled after passing through the fine iron mesh.

"Brother Sui, if you still hold this idea, then follow me back to Xianyang after this battle. You are not suitable to assist little Taotie."

Mi Sui held two dead branches and her face turned pale.

"Send me the military order of Maodun! Everyone mounts their horses, holds their bows and guns on their backs, and follows this prince to charge towards the white-headed Wolf Juxu Mountain!"

Both men and horses are wearing armor, and the black light shines all over the world.

Ying Chengyu rode his horse ahead, grabbed the reins and shook hard, shouted "drive", he was wearing shining silver armor and he was wearing a man and a horse, and he rushed out like a bolt of lightning!
Behind him, the three thousand disciples of the Chang'an Lord's Mansion leaned down slightly to reduce the force of the wind, shaking the horse's reins as hard as their master!
"drive!"

There have never been any strangers in Monan, and as soon as they arrived, three thousand riders came.

People were heaving up and down, and the wind was whistling in their ears. When Ying Chengyu looked back, he saw a crowd of people like black clouds, just like you, heaving up and down, listening to the wind.

He squinted his eyes and met the fanatical eyes looking at him.

Xin Qiji led fifty cavalry into the tens of thousands of Jin troops, captured the traitors alive, and escaped.

I, Ying Chenglong, have three thousand disciples and wear the best armor in the world. Isn’t this enough?enough.

He looked back at Lang Juxu, and the Jiaxuan hidden in his body was unhappy!
“When I was drunk, I read the sword by burning the lamp, and I dreamed of the trumpet blowing in the company camp. Eight hundred miles away, my subordinates were burning, the sound of fifty-stringed strings beating outside the Great Wall, and the autumn order of troops on the battlefield.

"Lu Feikuai, who is a horse, bows like a thunderbolt, but ends the affairs of the king and wins fame in life and death. It's a pity that it happened for nothing!"

Loud laughter came from behind, and the howling wind could not silence its sound.

"Your Majesty! Your hair hasn't turned gray yet!"

"Call me Prince!"

Ying Chengxi was very dissatisfied.

"This prince wants to read whatever he wants, and you still care about me?
"In the old days, I was used to drinking and drinking together during the flower season. In the place where I had fun, I wore a light fur belt and embroidered saddles with gold straps. At night with the flute and drum on the balcony of the bright moon, and on the swing of the pear blossom courtyard. Who are we together, drinking five or three minutes with each other, and their faces are like jade.

"I regret the past, but I am empty. I harbor new hatreds, and I am wandering. But in the past few years, I have been so lonely. Looking into the distance from the sea to the sky, the mountain wind blowing and raining, my clothes are thin. At this moment, the emaciated horse is riding alone, with evil feelings."

Even louder laughter came from behind, drowning out the sound of the wind.

"Prince, you just love to be in the limelight. You are the first to run away every time. Loneliness is not looking for you. You go and find it yourself."