Daqin: At the beginning, he revealed that he was a traverser, and Ying Zheng was paralyzed

Fusu asked curiously.

"That's a long story. With Daqin's conditions, it is still difficult to create such a powerful weapon."

In order to cover up his embarrassment, Chen Qing took the initiative to walk outside.

While chatting, the two simply boarded the carriage and followed the straight road leading to the Northland to inspect the nearest dangerous pass.

In the cold wind.

There is also a carriage heading towards Xianyang along the rugged mountain road.

The Daqin soldiers with helmets and armor guarded the shivering Huns, with fierce eyes, and slapped whips at those who walked slowly from time to time.

Yi Zhixie's hands and feet were tied with heavy shackles. Hearing the screams of his subordinates, he couldn't bear to turn his head away.

He looked at the gray sky in the distance, feeling extremely bitter.

Didn't the priest say that this trip to the south will definitely bring back food and captives to help the tribe survive this winter?

How could they lose so badly!

He is one of the most famous warriors on the grassland, but unexpectedly, he was tricked and captured by a few small soldiers of Daqin.

When Pang Guosheng and the others took turns drinking water from the bamboo kettle in front of him, Yi Zhixie realized that she had been tricked, and immediately became furious.

But things have come to this, what else can we do?

I only hope that the family's wife and children can rely on the supplies left behind to survive this white disaster.

"Call..."

"Who is in front of you, report your name."

The team escorting the Xiongnu prisoners of war turned a corner, but they didn't expect to be stopped by a luxurious carriage oncoming.

After carefully distinguishing for a moment, the head of the village chief knelt on the ground in panic: "See His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Exemption."

"Do you recognize Ben Gong?"

Fusu served as a military supervisor in the North for several years, and there are not a few people who know him.

"The villain is in the general's camp and has seen His Highness before."

Tun Zhang said excitedly.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"This is... the Huns?"

Fusu looked back and immediately recognized the identities of the barbarians.

"Exactly."

"The young one was ordered to escort the Xiongnu prisoners of war and their leaders to Xianyang for trial."

The person behind Tun Changchong greeted: "His Royal Highness is here in person, get out of the way quickly!"

Fusu wanted to stop it but was unable to do so in time, he hurriedly shouted: "Don't make any big moves, you have military affairs, so naturally you should pass first, I just need to avoid it for now."

Chen Qing jumped out of the carriage excitedly: "My miner is here!"

"Let me see, where is it?"

"how many?"

He sat in the same car as Fusu, and the soldiers naturally didn't dare to stop him.

On the narrow mountain road, Chen Qing seemed to be going to a market, looking around and sizing up the goods that were about to belong to him.

The Xiongnu lost their viciousness on the grassland a long time ago, knowing that he was a big shot in Qin, they lowered their heads in fear.

Crash.

Yi Zhixie could understand some Daqin official dialect, and when he heard His Highness the Crown Prince's name, he immediately stood up tremblingly while leaning on the railing of the cage.

"Where is Prince Daqin?"

"Dare to fight me?!"

He exhausted his strength and let out an angry roar.

The Huns raised their heads one after another, looking at their leader with compassion, their expressions throbbing.

"You dead thief chieftain, if you offend His Royal Highness, I will take your skin off!"

The guarded soldier next to him raised his spear and yelled viciously.

Yi Zhixie glared at him viciously, and continued to shout: "Where is Prince Daqin..."

"Howling!"

Chen Qingsan rushed over in two steps: "Your Highness is so honorable, you are worthy of a fight with him."

Yi Zhixie turned his head immediately, glaring at him: "I am the leader of the Tu Ge tribe, one of the bravest warriors in the grassland, honored as the Condor Archer! Which one are you?"

"I……"

When Chen Qing watched the other party talking, his head kept shaking, and his dirty hair flicked back and forth, which was comparable to that of a bobbing lion.

He couldn't help but jokingly said: "I'm a small soldier who does miscellaneous work next to the prince. I was given the nickname "Da Diao" to wear around my waist."

"You, the eagle archer, seem to me to be in vain."

"You can still mess around on the grassland. If you meet someone with extraordinary talents like me, I'm afraid you won't be able to shoot!"

Chapter 163 Am I That Opportunistic Person?If we win, we will win openly and squarely

Yi Zhixie struggled violently, the shackles collided with each other, making a rattling sound, and the cage kept shaking.

"How dare you insult the warriors on the grassland!"

"If you have the guts to let me go, let's have a contest!"

"Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated!"

When he heard the word 'little soldier', his nameless anger surged wildly.

"Hehe, you are a Hun, you know a lot."

Chen Qingrao looked at him with interest: "Where did you learn your Qin dialect?"

"Humph!"

Yi Zhi turned her head obliquely and said nothing.

"Don't say pull down."

Chen Qing hated this kind of smelly and hard-tempered person the most. Sooner or later the mine and coal picks would teach him to be a man.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Yizhi yelled angrily, "If I meet you on the grassland, I'll shoot your eyes out with an arrow!"

Chen Qing couldn't help but stop, and turned around to look at him with disgust.

Is it over?

Give you a face, right?

"You are the leader of the Huns?"

"The Condor Archer, isn't it?"

"Do you really want to compete with me?"

Chen Qing tilted his head and looked at him generously.

Yi Zhixie raised her head proudly: "Compared to me and Daqin's prince, what are you, bah!"

He spat out a mouthful of saliva, raised his head and laughed wildly.

The surrounding Huns raised their heads with reverence in their eyes.

He really deserves to be a well-known warrior on the grassland. Even if he became a prisoner, he didn't lose face to the Huns!

"Sigh~"

Chen Qing took a breath, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Sir, you don't need to be familiar with him."

"A defeated general dares to speak bravely?"

Fusu walked to his side and kindly persuaded him.

"Don't worry about it."

"Today I have to be as knowledgeable as he is."

Chen Qing shouted at the top of his voice: "Wu Na Man Chief, I am Chen Qing, the Shaofu of the Great Qin Leihuo Division, and I pay homage to Shangqing."

"You are just a little leader of the Xiongnu. Competing with you is not a disgrace to the identity of the eagle archer, right?"

Yi Zhi turned his head obliquely.

He didn't know the official system of Daqin very well, but he also knew that Shangqing had a high status and was one of the most important ministers.

"can."

"What do you want to compare with me?"

"If it's about literature, then that's all."

"I'm a savage, and I don't understand what you mean."

Although Yi Zhixie seemed to be laughing at himself, his tone was very contemptuous, and he wanted to use aggressive methods to force Chen Qing to compete with him in martial arts.

"Since you are called the Condor Archer, you must have amazing archery skills."

"Guannei is not like the grasslands, there are not so many golden eagles."

"I'll compare you to shooting birds."

Chen Qingyan said firmly.

Yi Zhixie was taken aback immediately, and then laughed loudly: "Compared with me in archery? It's not just me boasting, there are only a handful of people who can beat me in Daqin. I think your five fingers are slender and clean, and I'm afraid you don't even have a bow Have you touched it?"

Chen Qing didn't see any joy or anger, and stared at him playfully until the other party's laughter gradually subsided.

"Do you care if I have ever touched a bow?"

"Let's shoot birds."

"However, this official has always been a gambler, and has never done such meaningless things."

"If you win, I will set you free right away."

"If you lose, what will you take as a lottery?"

Yi Zhixie's expression couldn't help becoming serious: "Is this really true?"

"You said let me go back, can you count?"

"If you let the tiger go back to the mountain, you won't be afraid..."

Chen Qing waved his hands impatiently: "You pull it down! Let the tiger go back to the mountain, it's up to you? Are you worthy?"

"If I can let you go, I will be able to catch you back!"

"The one next to me is Prince Daqin. If I say it, it doesn't count, but if he says it, doesn't it count?"

He gave Fusu a wink, motioning for his support.

"My palace...allow it."

Fusu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but for Chen Qing's sake, he agreed.

The Tuge tribe is only a small tribe of 3000 to [-] people, even if Yizhi is sent back, it will not be able to cause any big waves.

Even if the emperor blames him, he just needs to bear it.

Seeing Fusu's luxurious clothes and extraordinary demeanor, and seeing the respectful attitude of the soldiers towards him, Yi Zhi immediately believed him.

"I don't need you to let me go."

"Entry is my decision alone, and has nothing to do with my people."