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

"As long as you let them go, it's up to you to kill or cut them up."

Yi Zhixie said solemnly.

Some of his personal soldiers could understand Qin dialect, so they couldn't help getting excited, and shouted something anxiously at him in Xiongnu dialect.

Afterwards, all the Huns raised their heads in unison, and unconsciously approached the prison cart with their feet.

No matter how the soldiers whipped and drove them away, they were still unmoved.

Chen Qing smiled.

Not in terms of nationality, but this guy is a kind and heroic generation.

If you let him go back, maybe some troubles will really be caused.

"Just let it go."

"I bet you!"

"I don't know what you are taking as a prize?"

Chen Qing asked in a deep voice.

"I'll bet you with [-] cows, [-] horses, and [-] sheep."

"As long as I send someone to my tribe to report back, someone will naturally send the bet."

Yi Zhixie suppressed the excitement in her heart, and said confidently.

"What do you want your horses to do?"

"Aren't you... the best cows and horses?"

Chen Qing said contemptuously.

Yi Zhixie opened her eyes angrily, staring at him fiercely.

"Then your bet will be owed first."

"If I win, you will not be able to refuse whatever I ask you to do."

"I respect you as a warrior, and I hope you will not be that villain who goes back and forth."

Chen Qing said firmly.

Yi Zhixie nodded slowly: "One word is for sure, God can learn from it."

Chen Qing beckoned: "Come here, scoop up the spit he spit just now, pack it up and take it away!"

"Give this guy a felt blanket to keep out the cold, and then eat and drink with him."

"When the time comes, don't say that I am invincible."

Yi Zhixie was puzzled, watching the soldiers scoop up his spit carefully, he knew how Chen Qing was going to insult him.

A soldier with a ferocious face brought blankets, food and water, and threw them in through the crack of the prison.

He immediately grabbed the pancake, which was frozen like a rock, and ate it hungrily.

"Bros."

"I'm sorry, Yi Zhixie!"

"When I win this game, everyone will go home together!"

With food stuffed in her mouth, Yizhi yelled indistinctly.

The Huns immediately burst into enthusiastic shouts, their expressions extremely excited.

"Remember eating but not beating."

Chen Qing glanced at it disdainfully, and smiled contemptuously.

"Sir, are you planning to use the Five Thunder God Machine to compete with it?"

Fusu walked beside him and asked in a low voice.

"How could Your Highness have such an idea?"

"Am I the opportunistic type?"

"If we win, we must win with integrity."

Chen Qing said solemnly.

Fusu couldn't help being dumbfounded.

The people from the Black Ice Terrace had already tried it in secret. Chen Qing didn't know martial arts, nor had he ever learned archery.

"How did you win the Condor Archer on the Grassland without using the Five Thunder Machines?"

Fusu asked suspiciously.

"Don't mention that unfortunate name."

"The reason why he can get such a title is because he has never met someone as hanged as me."

"I am a big eagle, and I can kill people from life to death. Is he comparable?"

Chen Qing remembered how Xiangli Ling was begging for mercy last night, and couldn't help feeling a rush of heat in his heart.

"Your Highness."

"Didn't you never understand what industrialization is?"

"Let's go and see."

"Five Thunder God Machines are outdated."

Chen Qing thought to himself: I don't know if the father-in-law Xianglixi has polished the cannon well.

Even if it's not finished, it should be usable, right?

Compete with me in archery?

I go straight to the cannon!

Chapter 164 My bow is named Xianyang Cannon, and it weighs [-] catties

When Chen Qing first came into contact with Qin Mo's craftsmen, he discovered that they were simply bug-like existences.

What is ingenious and amazing is probably used to describe them.

Proper big country craftsman!

After the Five Thunder God Machine was developed, Chen Qing wondered if it could be made even bigger, and if it was pulled by a carriage, its power would increase dozens of times.

After thinking about it for a while, Xianglixi actually discussed with him seriously how to avoid trachoma during casting and how to reduce its recoil.

Chen Qing was astonished at the time.

The opponent only got a glimpse of the leopard through the five thunder gods, but explained the key points in one sentence. It can be seen that his attainments and experience in engineering have reached a level that ordinary people can hardly match.

The convoy walked slowly towards Xianyang along the straight road.

Chen Qing and Fu Su sat in the car, discussing the details of blasting the mountain to clear the road.

And a fast horse has already galloped back, and reported to Xianglixi in advance.

After half an hour.

From a distance, Chen Qing saw two carriages parked by the side of the road, and the one behind was still covered with heavy linen, revealing the shape of a gun barrel.

"Mr. Xiangli."

"It's work."

Xianglixi paced back and forth with a heavy heart, and when he heard Chen Qing's shout, he turned his head and looked at him with complicated eyes.

"Uh……"

Chen Qing's heart skipped a beat, knowing that what he did last night had been exposed.

He laughed awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

"Your Majesty has seen Chen Shaofu."

In front of His Highness the Crown Prince, Xiangli Xi did not dare to question the other party about his personal affairs, and bowed and saluted calmly.

"Why do you have to?"

"Mr. Xiangli... we don't need to be so polite."

Chen Qing quickly supported the other party.

joke!

This is his old man!

There is no reason for the father-in-law to salute his son-in-law.

"Etiquette cannot be broken."

"Chen Shaofu, I'm not being polite."

Xiangli Xi looked displeased and said meaningfully.

Chen Qingqian laughed twice.

Is my father-in-law accusing me of ignoring etiquette?

"Public is public, private is private."

"Let's talk about it."

"Mr. Xiangli, His Majesty granted the marriage yesterday, I..."

Chen Qing said in a low voice: "If you feel uncomfortable, I can call you Old Taishan instead."

Xiangli Xi blushed, he did not expect his skin to be so thick.

It happened that Fusu also came over, he immediately turned his head away, pretending nothing happened.

"Your Highness, I am fully prepared."

"Now release the Hun leader?"

Chen Qing said with a serious face.

Fusu stared at the bronze cannon covered under the sackcloth for a long time, secretly startled.

Just judging from the appearance, this is definitely a veritable big guy.

Is it too exaggerated to shoot birds?

"Your Highness, you will know its power later."

The old god Chen Qing said on the ground.

"Ah."

"Let go."

Fusu nodded, and instructed the soldiers.

Soon, Yi Zhixie's shackles were released, he moved his arms and legs, limped and dragged his injured leg and jumped out of the prison car.

"Where is my bow?"

He glanced contemptuously at Qin Bing beside him, and asked sharply.

"You barbarian is so rampant!"

"Be careful I peeled your skin!"

The soldier stared at him viciously, and tightly clenched the whip in his hand.

Chen Qing smiled indifferently: "Give him back the bow!"

A village chief rummaged through the captured trophies and found Yi Zhixie's strong bow.

Its whole body is dull black, wrapped in layers of soft cooked cowhide, and the edges are frayed. It is almost half the height of a person, and its shape is very powerful.

"Zhao Guo's Iron Fetal Bow?"

Fusu immediately recognized its origin, and couldn't help being secretly surprised.