Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Annoying Young Master Ce is tantamount to angering the King of Qin. If we make up our minds to pay the Yue Clan, what will my king do?"

King Zuo Xian of the Lord Peace faction persuaded him that he had experienced a miserable life of being chased and stabbed by the Great Wall guards, and he was not optimistic about the plan to plot against Gongzi Ce.

clang!

Yan Xuan dropped the wine glass, spilled the wine all over the floor, and immediately extinguished Zuo Xianwang's dissuading words.

"Yan Ce is my own nephew, I am his own uncle, the poison of a tiger does not eat a son! Ce'er and I have the same affection as father and son, how can we provoke anger!"

As soon as the words fell, Zuo Xianwang was stunned, thinking that you, grandson thief, are really good at making up.

On that day, in King Yan's palace, Yan Ce brought his sword to the hall, and he almost reached out to beat him as "uncle". It's true that he loves father and son, son Ce wants you to call him father!

The louder noise spread rapidly in the royal court like a plague. Not long ago, they experienced a defeat. All the nobles of the Yue clan gave up their hope of defeating the Qin army. They did not have the courage to fight Qin. The courage to harass and plunder under protection is indeed there, and it is also very large. Facing the benefits of almost free prostitution, no matter how sensible the nobleman is, he wants to go over and take a bite.

The Yue clan and the Yan army joined forces to cause trouble for the Qin State. It sounds like a very tempting plan. To restore the dignity of the Yue clan and establish a status as a big boss among foreign clans is conducive to the unity and stable development of all ministries. The most important thing is that it can also make money little bit.

"It sounds nice, but people can't believe it."

"There is no permanent enemy, no permanent friend, why can't it be trusted."

"The Yue clan has no cowards!"

"Yan Xuan is the executioner, can you believe the words of the executioner?"

"rua!!!"

The first doubt came from nowhere, detonating the confrontation between the master and the master, and the whole hall broke out like a bustling noise, but after a while, there was no sound at all.

Yan Xuanqian drank some wine, ate the cold mutton, and waited for the result.

All eyes were on King Yuezhi who wanted to make some achievements at the end of his life.

Everyone knows that no matter how fierce the quarrel is, the final decision will still be the Tochara sitting on the animal skin.

"I agreed."

Yueshi King Tocharo said.

"Dragon City Grand Ceremony unites Donghu and Xiongnu to form a military alliance."

Thus, the dispute ended.

The Yuezhi palace held a banquet, and the clinking of glasses sounded one after another, and the aroma of the wine diffused from the corner to the center.

Seeing that Zuo Xianwang was still anxious, Tuhuoluo, the king of the Yue family, set a flag to stabilize the morale of the army.

"Don't worry, the Xiongnu and Donghu have always recognized the face of my Yuezhi Kingdom, so there is no problem."

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The distant West Qin ushered in a spring rain. The water droplets penetrated into the soil, and the horseshoes stepped out of Hangu Pass, leaving one after another depressions behind them. However, the traces were erased by the falling water droplets over time.

The target is the Huns tribe.

The news of Yan Ce's departure from customs was faster than he had imagined. It reached the ears of the big and small families in Xianyang with almost no delay, and then spread to the market of peddlers at a rate of three scandals per second.

Some people say that this is another political victory of Yan Gongzi Ce, announcing the end of Qin's dictatorship, which has historical significance across the era.

You can never imagine what Yan Ce was so angry about!

The Xianyang Shocking Party took advantage of this to make another wave, and was arrested one by one by the guards, and tied up to move bricks for the crime of spreading rumors and causing trouble.

Yan Ce, who had already left the customs, looked at the Jinxiu Mountains and Rivers, and said, "Modun, are you ready to declare war with Donghu and Yueshi?"

Concubine Yu sat on a mare and followed Yan Ce, while Mo Dun was studying the saddle under the buttocks, when Yan Ce asked, she was stunned for a second.

"It's ready, Dragon City declares war. Let me ask again, brother, are you sure Yan Xuan will lead the Vanguard Army and the Huns to fight the Yuezhi?"

"Does it need to be said?" Yan Ce said, "Uncle Xuan and I are like father and son."

Chapter 390: As Steady as an Old Dog

"Shan Yu, are you crazy?"

The first time they saw the new Xiongnu Shanyu Maodun who had returned from Xianyang, the Wanqi commanders who came to greet him were mixed. When they heard that Maodun wanted all the Xiongnu army to prepare for war, several Wanqi commanders were left with nothing but collapse.

It was evening, and a bonfire was lit on the vast grassland. It was like daytime. Mao Dun, who had returned to the Huns in the barracks, sat at the head.

The most noble minister of the Huns, King Zuoxian, was the first old man Kunxie who turned his back on Mandanyu and surrendered to Maodun. A whole row of ten thousand cavalry chiefs stood behind Kunxie. In the ruling position, because she is the first supporter of Modu, due to emotion and reason, she must give Kunxie a full position to show her gift to her followers.

Relying on the rule of terror will not last long. Everyone understands the principle of combining kindness and power. It is rare to grasp the balance, a bit more arrogant and arrogant, and a little less rebellion in a flash.

Although Maodun is small, he knows a lot of truths.

"Shan Yu, what the Wanqi chiefs said makes a lot of sense."

Kunxie coughed for a while, as if he was dying, and when he lowered his eyebrows and covered his mouth, his peripheral vision glanced at the young man who respectfully guarded Shanyu.

A mask is worn on the cheeks, only the mouth is exposed, and the long hair is half bundled and half loose, unlike the Central Plains, not like the Huns, with a long sword on his back, but wrapped in black cloth.

Very strange.

"King Zuo Xian, if you feel unwell, you can step back first."

Maodu interrupted Kunxie's thinking.