Rebirth: The little puppet emperor, tearing apart the regent with his own hands

Yu Wenwen stood on the city gate tower, watching all this coldly.

Suddenly, the Hun cavalry phalanx slowly split into two halves in the middle, revealing a passage for a carriage to pass through.

A huge, luxuriously decorated carriage, dragged by eight horses, slowly walked through the passage.

On the carriage decorated with gold, there are murals painted with various pigments. It is a bright starry sky. Under the starry sky, a majestic wolf is painted with cinnabar.

The wolf is the symbol of the Xiongnu royal family. The Huns admire the wolf and the wolf is their totem.

But the only person who could openly draw a wolf on a carriage and still be qualified to ride on it was the Great Chanyu of the Huns.

The extremely luxurious carriage stopped in front of the Huns cavalry phalanx.

Then, the servants serving on both sides raised their hands to open the gorgeous and heavy curtains for the people in the car.

After the curtain was lifted, the scenery inside the carriage was unobstructed.

I saw a man wearing a gorgeous royal robe sitting cross-legged among them, his hair was braided into several long braids and tied behind his head, and he wore a five-color feather crown on his head.

The Hu clothing on that man was extremely gorgeous. As a former Hu people, Yu Wenwen didn't need to look at it to know that the totems of all tribes were embroidered on the hem of the Hu clothing.

This man is the Great Chanyu of the Huns.

The softest fur was spread under his body, and he sat cross-legged on the fur, looking leisurely and contented.

And lying on his knees was a somewhat thin figure.

The man seemed as soft as if he had no bones, lying on Da Chanyu's knees. It was clearly a very cold weather, but the man was only wearing a single suit.

His figure is extremely thin, and his long hair is not tied up and spreads over his body like a waterfall, scattered on the fur. On the vaguely exposed neck, you can vaguely see bruises and bruises.

Da Shanyu looked at Yu Wenwen and smiled wildly. His hands roamed back and forth on the man's body unscrupulously, causing the man to tremble slightly unconsciously...

Yu Wenwen closed his eyes suddenly. With just one glance, Yu Wenwen could recognize such a familiar figure. Your Majesty...

"Yu Wenwen, long time no see." Shanyu smiled and said loudly to Yu Wenwen.

Yu Wenwen opened his eyes and looked coldly at the Great Chanyu of the Huns. He sneered and replied: "I should have thought it was you, Hu Yanzhuo!

how? Are you still alive in this world? It seems that this Lord of Hell is of no use..."

Hu Yanzhuo is also an old acquaintance of Yu Wenzhang. He has fought against Yu Wenzhang countless times a long time ago, but basically he has never been able to take advantage of Yu Wenzhang.

Hu Yanzhuo was not angry at being cursed like this by Yu Wenwen. He laughed loudly and said: "You are not even dead, how could I go down first?"

As he spoke, he grabbed the hair of the person under him with his hands and forced him to raise his head. Then he kissed Yu Wenzhang directly and forcefully in front of him.

His other hand slipped under Su Qing's body very dishonestly...

From Yu Wenzhang's perspective, we can see half of Su Qing's face. His face is pale, and his expression seems to be pain, but also happiness...

After the kiss ended, Hu Yanzhuo let go of Su Qing. He raised his head, wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb, smiled provocatively at Yu Wenwen, and then said: "You are really good at being the person next to you..."

Yu Wenwen was silent for a moment and then smiled. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You have used the left and right, it's time to return it to me, right?"

Hu Yanzhuo shook his head first, and then he suddenly grabbed Su Qing's unlined clothes.

The Huns were already very powerful. Su Qing's clothes could no longer bear the force of his grasp, and they were torn in half from the middle with a "Cah" sound.

Such an action made Su Qing twitch violently.

In front of hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the Huns and Western Wei, Su Qing's shirt was torn off, and his scarred back was immediately exposed.

On the back that should have been smooth and flawless, the bruises and bruises were very obvious, and you could guess what terrible experiences he had suffered.

This is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that on the scarred back, a wolf was roughly tattooed on it.

And as the skirt of his clothes was torn open, along with the skin and flesh attached to the clothes, his back instantly became dripping with blood, and Su Qing shivered even harder.

Hu Yanzhuo nodded with satisfaction, and then he pulled Su Qing up so that his back was facing Yu Wenzhang so that Yu Wenzhang could see more clearly.

Su Qing lay weakly on Hu Yanzhuo's shoulder. The wolf on his back was dripping with blood. It was entrenched on Su Qing's thin back, but it made the wolf look even more powerful and domineering.

One of Canglang's front paws stretched forward, reaching below Su Qing's waist, and was hidden under Su Qing's clothes. Judging from the length, it probably reached below the tail vertebrae.

Some in the Western Wei army knew that it was Su Qing, and some didn't, but no matter they knew it or not, no matter whether they had hated Su Qing or not, at this moment, looking at such a thin and miserable figure, everyone was filled with anger.

In their eyes, these are their people of the Western Wei Dynasty. They are being treated like this by the Huns at this moment. If they don't avenge this, they are in vain!

Yu Wenzhang's face was gloomy and terrifying. He stared at Su Qing's back, and his fingers holding the sword were clenched tightly.

Hu Yanzhuo looked at Yu Wenzhang's expression and felt very satisfied. He has fought with Yu Wenzhang countless times, and he has never seen Yu Wenwen's expression like this.

Because almost every time, Yu Wenwen was superior.

Countless times, he watched helplessly as Yu Wenwen defeated him cruelly and mercilessly with that pale face and walked away.

However, he was always unwilling but helpless to be chased by his men and fled everywhere.

Finally, finally, today, he could see a different expression on Yu Wenwen's face, which made Hu Yanzhuo smile very happily.

Hu Yanzhuo said proudly: "Did you see it? He has been tattooed with the totem of our Hun royal family. From now on, he is my property. How can I return him to you?"

Yu Wenzhang said unclearly: "You could have treated him well and then asked me for a request..."

Hu Yanzhuo said with some disdain: "Will you agree to my request?"

Yu Wenwen said: "The person who handed him over to you should have told you that as long as your request is not excessive, I might agree to it."

Hu Yanzhuo tried his best: "If I say I want you a city..."

Yu Wenzhang categorically refused: "You are dreaming!"

Hu Yanzhuo spread his hands without any surprise and said, "Look, we already know each other so well, what else is there to say?"

Yu Wenwen said: "Why do you always want to die?"

Hu Yanzhuo raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not certain who will win this time."

Yu Wenwen asked: "Really?"

As he spoke, he moved his fingers slightly under the city wall, and then the bowstring on a heavy crossbow was quietly pulled apart...