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

He lowered his head to look at the sunset bow in his hand, which was regarded as a treasure, and suddenly felt a feeling of being a hero in his twilight.

"My lord, the time is up."

Watching the water line rise to the position of the scale line of the benchmark, Tun Chang reminded in a low voice.

Chen Qing nodded: "Let's count the results."

Several fast-footed soldiers rushed out and picked up the birds that Yizhi had shot down one by one.

Partridge, tit, wild pigeon, golden pheasant...

Yi Zhixie shot down a total of eight birds, and the gaudy feathers piled together complemented each other, and it seemed that the harvest was very rich.

But there was no joy on his face, and the archery that he was once proud of seemed to be a joke at the moment.

"Let's go and see what I've gained."

Chen Qing stepped forward and called Fusu and the others to follow.

Walking along the ankle-deep snow for more than thirty feet, countless fine fallen leaves were scattered on the snow ahead.

The hard tree trunks were also mottled by lead sand, as if they were all pockmarked.

"Here's one."

Chen Qing saw a bird's tail protruding from the snow ahead, walked over and picked it up.

After this unlucky sparrow was pierced by lead sand, its stomach and intestines were exposed to the air, and its death was extremely miserable.

"My lord, there are also here."

"I found one too."

"There are several in front."

The soldiers spread out to search along the snow field, and everyone picked up some more or less.

Fusu scanned the woods devastated by the lead sand with a complicated expression, and couldn't imagine what would have happened if the shot had been aimed at the crowd.

He knew intuitively that no armor in the world could withstand its power.

No matter how lucky you are, I am afraid that you will end up missing an arm and a leg.

Moreover, its attack surface is so wide, I am afraid that if it is shot down, dozens of people will be injured or disabled.

"What is your highness thinking?"

Chen Qing didn't know when he stopped beside him and stood with his hands behind his back.

"gentlemen……"

Fusu didn't know how to describe his mood.

He also knew that Chen Qing didn't like to hear those words of compassion.

"Your Highness, do you remember that I said that everyone of the foreign race should be good at singing and dancing?"

"Do you think the five Thor machines can do this?"

Chen Qing smiled and said, "I'm afraid not."

"There must be stronger and more powerful weapons. Only when they are afraid of killing them to the bottom of their bones can they be safe and secure as obedient citizens, singing and dancing to welcome the arrival of the Great Qin King."

"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Weichen also got it out for the sake of Daqin's good-neighborliness and friendship and getting along with each other in harmony."

Historically, for a long time after the invention of muskets, cavalry were still able to fight back and forth with their mobility and musketeers.

It wasn't until the appearance of Maxim, that kind of frantic slaughter like cutting wheat, that the cavalry completely withdrew from the stage of history.

If the artillery fires shotguns, the effect is similar.

It is enough to deter the Huns.

Fusu smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly.

Chen Qing always had so many fallacies. It was obviously a very cruel and bloody thing, but when it came out of his mouth, he said it as righteously as if he was eating and drinking.

After a while, the soldiers searched the surrounding area.

Forty or fifty bloody sparrows were thrown on the ground, forming a hill.

There were also a few unknown birds of different colors that were also affected by the fish in the pond and were thrown on top of the sparrow corpses.

Yi Zhixie was escorted by the soldiers and walked over. Along the way, he saw the destroyed trees and blood stains on the snow, and he felt an indescribable panic in his heart.

It's so similar to the scene where the explosives exploded that day!

And it can obviously hit farther, and the aim can also be adjusted!

Daqin has this kind of weapon, how can the prairie people resist it!

"The official's gains are here."

"Come and count, my Xianyang cannon is stronger, or your sunset bow is stronger?"

Chen Qing pointed to the pile of sparrows and said arrogantly.

Yi Zhi glanced sideways and then withdrew his gaze. He hesitated for a long time and whispered, "I lost."

"what?"

"Speak louder, I can't hear you."

Chen Qing put his hands next to his ears, and leaned forward.

"I slaughtered the leaders of the ministries, and the eagle shooter Yi Zhixie lost!"

Yizhi raised the volume obliquely, and shouted in displeasure.

"Oh."

"It's almost there."

Chen Qing nodded in satisfaction, "Then, can we still count on our previous bet?"

Yizhi lowered her head obliquely: "If you want to kill or cut, I will never frown."

"Kill you and cut you for what?"

Chen Qing raised the corner of his mouth: "Let me ask you first, who taught your Qin dialect?"

Yi Zhixie buried her head deeply and remained silent.

"Oh, it turns out that he is a villain who doesn't believe what he says!"

"In vain, I still regard you as a hero who promises money."

"Go, let him go."

"I can't see this kind of person, it stains my eyes!"

Chen Qing sneered with disdain.

Yi Zhixie raised her head shamefully and indignantly: "My mother is from Zhao country. During the war, when the Huns invaded, she was dragged back to the grassland."

Chen Qing couldn't help showing a look of understanding.

No wonder he refused to mention his own background, it turned out to be a mixed race.

Moreover, as a woman from the Central Plains, but was looted by the Huns, she must have ended in a very tragic end.

Yi Zhixie was able to become the leader of a tribe under such a background, it must be said that he was also a remarkable figure.

"Since we are both in the blood of Zhu Xia, you and I are not outsiders."

"I won't embarrass you either."

"There are two roads before you, choose one for yourself."

Chen Qing said with a serious face.

Yi Zhixie immediately raised her spirits, and asked cautiously, "Which two?"

"The first one is to dig coal in my coal mine."

"It's dark out there, and the mine could collapse at any moment."

"Even if you survived by luck, what awaits you and your clansmen will be hard work day after day, no different from cattle and horses."

"Also, don't think about escaping."

"That's Xianyang, the capital of the Great Qin Dynasty. It's just a dream come true to escape back to the grassland."

Yi Zhixie quickly asked, "What about the second one?"

"hey-hey."

Chen Qing showed a characteristic smirk: "The second one is a broad road."

"Since you are the tribal leader of the Huns, you must be very clear about the positions of the tribes on the grassland and their strength."

"I agree with half of your Zhuxia bloodline, and I don't treat you as an outsider, and you don't have to recognize yourself as a Hun."

"As long as...you are willing to be the pioneer of the Great Qin, not only will you be able to pay off your merits, but you may even be awarded an official title in the Great Qin in the future."

"Your people are also treated equally."

"Whoever is willing to work for Daqin can do so."

Men have two hobbies, the first is to pull Liang's family into the water, and the second is to persuade prostitutes to be good.

Chen Qing, like the later generations of the United States, especially likes to cultivate leading parties.

When the birds are gone and the good bows are hidden, let them taste the iron fist of Saigon.

"you……"

Yi Zhixie looked at him in astonishment, her mind churning endlessly.

In order to become the leader of the tribe, he has suffered so much and suffered so much that he can't even count it.

Only when he dreams back in the middle of the night, can he occasionally think of his mother's gentle and kind appearance, as well as the various stories she told about the Central Plains.

He never expected that Chen Qing would let him betray the Huns and serve Daqin after he became the leader for a few years?

"Are you willing, or not?"

Chen Qing stared at him coldly.

If it weren't for luck to catch Yi Zhixie, it would be a disaster to let him stay in the grassland.

If he refused to agree, he might have to be shot.

Chapter 166 Even if you are the dog of Daqin, you are better than being a Hun

Yi Zhixie looked at Chen Qing hesitantly, and turned his head away after noticing the faint killing intent in the other party's eyes.

If you don't agree, you can only die.

He looked at the people following him with complicated emotions.

The cold wind was precipitating, and the haggard and haggard faces of the Huns were like weathered rocks, as if a gust of wind would blow them away and collapse them immediately.

They huddled, looking as if their hearts were ashamed, and their eyes were extremely gloomy.

If the leader loses the competition, their fate will definitely not be much better.

In addition to offending the guarded soldiers when they shouted and cheered, I don't know how many people will be tortured to death for any reason.

Tu Gebu has ushered in the doomsday.

"I promise you."

"I swear in the name of God that I will be loyal and obedient to Daqin from now on."

"Yi Zhixie and Tu Ge's tribe are willing to be the Great Qin Eagle Dog."

After thinking for a long time, in the choice between life and death, Yi Zhixie chose the former.

The grassland warriors who slaughtered various tribes and were dubbed the "Condor Archer" will cease to exist from today onwards.

Yi Zhixie let out a long sigh of relief, feeling mixed feelings in her heart.

When his mother was dying, she still did not forget the beautiful mountains and rivers of Zhao State, and told him to remember to go back to his hometown to have a look.

And he grew up in the grassland since he was a child, and he has no feelings for Zhao Guo at all.