The villain system of Mingyue in Qin Dynasty

All wars always need an excuse.

Just as the bald eagle fights the camel for the mysterious mushroom eggs, the bear fights the camel for the prosperity of the friendly country, and the bear and the bald eagle fight each other to win the glory of freedom.

When Zhang Han stood under Ying Ziyi, he asked: "Master, what excuse can we use to send troops to the Yueshi?"

It is always a bad idea to come from unknown sources.

Ying Ziyi touched his chin with his small hand, walked a few steps in place, and suddenly said: "For love and peace!"

"Love...and peace, what is that?" Zhang Han looked confused and couldn't understand what it was.

"As we all know, our Daqin adheres to the legalist concept of stopping punishment with punishment and killing with killing. However, the surrounding barbarians, who treat each other like hair and drink blood, often fight and kill each other for a piece of pasture, a sheep, and a dog. We do this to prevent them from doing this. Get liberated from your living conditions.”

Ying Ziyi glanced into the distance and touched his non-existent beard, looking quite concerned about the world.

"Young Master is benevolent and righteous!" Zhang Han lowered his head and said with a black line on his face.

This year, the Guandong kingdoms could no longer stop Qin's military front. No matter Chu, Qi or Yan Dynasty, they could only huddle in a corner and wait for the moment when the smoke of war dissipated.

This year, the Xiongnu, Donghu, and Baiyue were all silent under the strong military power of Qin.

This year, Yingzi Yishuai's headquarters of 3,000 cavalry served as the vanguard, and the 200,000 troops in Guanzhong launched their swords at the Yuezhi, a powerful country in the west.

.......

"What should I do? Are you guys going to tell me what to do?"

King Yuezhi was furious in his hunting tent.

At the king's tent, all the respectable nobles of the Yuezhi were obeying orders. This gathering was to deal with the increasing border pressure brought by the Qin army.

"Your Majesty, the Yueshi are powerful, why should we be afraid of the Qin people? If they really dare to come, I will let the Qin people know how powerful our Yueshi warriors are."

The speaker was a fat, bearded general named Tu Mi. Tu Mi assured him, but the Yuezhi King didn't look good on him.

"Hmph! Tu Mi, if you hadn't allowed your subordinates to plunder the Qin people's goods wantonly, why would my Yuezhi be in such trouble today?"

An elder-like old man dressed in white and holding a parchment book at all times asked Tu Mi.

"Avatar, stop talking cheap! Those cunning Qin people exchanged some inferior silk cloth and copperware from us for horses, furs, spices and other valuable things. Shouldn't I punish them for doing this? ?”

"You are sophistry...!" Avatar was already furious. He is only an adviser to King Yuezhi, and usually only gives some advice to King Yuezhi. Although he is deeply trusted by King Yuezhi, he has no real power. Tu Mi is the most powerful Shehou since King Yuezhi. The saying that a scholar encounters a soldier is not clear.

"Okay! I don't care what the Qin army's excuse is for attacking us? What I only care about is what should we do next? Xiduowu, tell me?"

King Yuezhi spoke and ended the dispute. His eyes were fixed on a middle-aged man with a gentle temperament behind Tu Mi. Xi Duowu and Tu Mi were both Shehous in charge of one side. His opinion is crucial to the Yuezhi King.

"Your Majesty, it is time for war and peace. I think it should be decided according to the situation. It is better to wait and see the opportunity now."

Saying it is the same as not saying it...

"Fight!" Tu Mi said loudly.

"Your Majesty, don't fight! The Qin army is here and it will be difficult to last. We should avoid its edge and wait for their morale to decline before we make any plans." Avatar also made his own voice.

"Avatar, you are showing off to your enemy and destroying your own morale."

"Tumi, you are causing harm to the country."

"You all retreat and leave me alone!" King Yuezhi roared, covering his head and sitting alone on the throne.

"snort!"

Tu Mi glanced sideways at Avatar, held the scimitar at his waist, and turned to leave. With Tu Mi as an example, the other nobles also left one by one.

"Avatar, why haven't you left yet?"

The Yuezhi King raised his head and saw the Avatar still standing where he was.

"Your Majesty, the Qin people are powerful, but their main enemy is not us, but in the east. If they are enemies with them, I am afraid that the Yueshi will no longer be able to maintain their current land!" Avatar bowed deeply and said After that, he turned around and left.

"Mia, is that you?"

King Yuezhi's tent was divided into two layers: inner and outer. At this time, there seemed to be a disturbance in the inner tent. Only then did King Yuezhi remember that his granddaughter had been in the inner tent and had not left yet.

The maid opened the heavy tent door, and what came out was a girl wearing a leather dress and silk skirt. The girl has a tall and straight figure, wheat-colored skin, and some slight dimples when she smiles. Her big and smart eyes seem to feel the sadness of King Yuezhi, and her eyelids are slightly drooped. The girl seems to have gathered the aura of water and earth, like an elf scattered in the mortal world, making it unforgettable for anyone to see her. She is the most beloved granddaughter of King Yuezhi, and she is always taken by King Yuezhi by his side.

Mia sat under the Yuezhi King's throne, with her legs crossed behind her and her little face leaning on the Yuezhi King's legs.

The Yuezhi King lovingly stroked Mia's ponytail, and all the sorrow in his heart seemed to turn into smoke at this moment.

"Grandpa Wang, I think at this extremely critical moment, shouldn't we call Uncle Lance back?"

After Mia reminded him, the Yuezhi King suddenly said with great enthusiasm: "Yes, we should call him back."

...

In the tent of Hou Wuhou of Xiduo, it is about twenty miles away from the king's tent.

When Xiduowu returned to his tent in a dusty state, he dismissed the servants in the tent before he could sit down and take a drink of water.

"You are so brave. Even now, you still dare to come to my tent."

Wearing a black cloak, his face completely hidden in the darkness, a person slowly walked out of Xiduowu's inner tent.

"Are you afraid, Marquis She?"

"Afraid! A disaster is coming, An De is not afraid!"

"The Marquis is a smart man. Smart people are always afraid more than ordinary people. I just want to ask here, where does the disaster come from?"

"Hmph! Anxi Jun sent an army of 200,000 people. Doesn't he want to completely eliminate the Yueshi and occupy our land?"

"Hahahaha!" The man in black suddenly laughed and said: "Marquis She is really blind, unable to see Mount Tai."

"What's the meaning?"

"The Fourteenth Young Master sent an army of 200,000 and finally reached here. He still has to rely on smart people like Marquis She to manage this land. The Marquis will only get more than what he gets now."

The man in black spoke very rhythmically, his voice was low and full of temptation.

After hearing what the man in black said, Xiduowu fell into thinking about gains and losses. The voice of the man in black rose in vain: "In my opinion, the real trouble of Marquis She is not outside, but within. Tu Mi is the most powerful Marquis in Yuezhi country, and even the King of Yuezhi has to stay out of the way. .I heard that Tu Mi is uniting with some small nobles recently to attack a piece of fertile land in the north of Marquis She..."

"That's enough!" Xiduowu stood up and said angrily. "You Chinese people are always so clever with your words. Do you think I don't know what your intentions are? I will hand you over to the king to prove your innocence!"

"Marquis She, calm down! You must know that our cooperation in the past was very pleasant." The situation between the two became tense because Xiduowu attacked in vain. The man in black apologized and took out a brocade from his sleeve. box.

"What is this?" Xiduowu asked.

"Is this a good medicine that can cure Mrs. Shehou?"

"What!" Xiduowu was shocked.

"How did you know?"

Xi Duowu's wife was once the most beautiful woman in the Yuezhi Kingdom when she was young. She was pursued by the most powerful people in the Yuezhi including Tu Mi.

But in the end she chose Xi Duowu, who at that time was just a concubine who was the leader of a small tribe within the Yuezhi clan.

They have been very loving since they got married. Xiduowu lived up to the beauty's expectations and developed his tribe into one of the largest tribes in the Yuezhi.

But when Xiduowu succeeded in his career, he wanted to repay more glory to his wife who had always supported him. But she was sick.

The beauty was suffering from a strange disease, and all the witch doctors in the Yuezhi country were helpless.

Watching his wife lingering on the sick bed, she was losing weight day by day. Xiduowu's heart was bleeding drop by drop, but there was nothing he could do.

"What the Fourteenth Young Master wants to accomplish, our subordinates will naturally have to work hard to accomplish." The man in black opened the box, and there were more than a dozen tiny particles densely displayed inside.

"If Madam's condition is to be cured, I'm afraid it will take half a year. This is half a month's dosage. Whether it works or not, Marquis She can give it a try. If Madam's condition does not improve, Marquis She can hand me over to King Yueshi at any time. .”

"You... these demons!" Xiduowu sat down slumped, without any strength at all.

The man in black put the box down and turned around to leave.

"etc....."

"Is there anything else you need to do, Mr. Hou?"

"You must be careful about one person, the King's Sword—Lance Arton!"

"Lance Atton, is he the best master of the Yueshi?" The man in black raised his mouth slightly, hidden in his wide sleeves. He opened the tent door, and the hood covering his head was blown sideways by the strong wind. Under the sunlight, what emerged was a face that was as beautiful as a woman's and delicate.

........

On the wild grassland, the dusk is desolate, and ferocious beasts occasionally appear in the fields, looking for prey.

In front of a pool of stagnant water, a man sat cross-legged. In front of him, a long sword was stuck in the soil. The blade of the sword is pitch black and is over one foot long.

The road to swordsmanship is very long, and even the most talented wizards may not be able to make it to the end.

At least, before the dead water, Yueshi's number one master had already encountered the most difficult hurdle in his life. This is also the reason why Lance Arton practices in this desolate place.

The land here is called the land of the dead by the Yuezhi people. It means that a place where only the undead can exist, and the harsh environment is evident. Many masters in Yuezhi country have gone to retreat here when they faced difficulties in cultivation.

However, few of them can come out alive. And those who survived undoubtedly became stronger than before.

And Lance Arton has retreated here seven times. Every time he emerges from the Land of the Dead, he becomes stronger than before. When it comes to pushing the envelope, Lance Arton always succeeds.

But this time, he has been practicing here for a long time, longer than all the previous times combined, but it is difficult for him to improve his cultivation.

Maybe God didn't want him to stay here anymore. Suddenly, the rumble of horse hooves sounded in this dead land.

On the vast field, dozens of horses galloped, and their target was easily determined.

No one would break into this desolate land just for fun, not to mention, there is nothing more valuable than Lance Arton on this land now.

Jumping off the horse, a dozen civilian swordsmen surrounded Lance Arton.

Aslanton opened his eyes, "You are not from the Yuezhi, why are you trying to embarrass me?"

"In this world, there is only life and death, so what's the reason?"

"Well said!" Aslandon smiled, stood up, and pulled out the huge black sword on the ground. "With these words, I will spare your lives."

The huge black sword was waved in his hand, and the silky sword energy on the sword turned into black silk and flew in the air.

"superior!"

More than a dozen swordsmen swarmed forward. Lance Arton held the sword in both hands and placed it in front of him.

The black threads intertwined and merged, forming a black curtain on the sword. The pressure around Lance Arton also increased in vain, like dark clouds and heavy rain, falling instantly. The black sword energy was everywhere, and before the dozens of swordsmen around him came closer, the body leaping in the air lost the momentum to move forward due to the strange force, and fell to the ground like a yellow leaf in autumn.

"Why do people from China come here? Did something happen to the Yuezhi?"

Lance Arton put away his black sword, quickly jumped on a horse, and galloped away into the distance.

.......

"Aaliyah, are you worried about Uncle Lance?"

In the tent of Princess Mia of the Yuezhi, Mia's young body came to a sword-wielding girl carrying a large plate of bread and fruit.

This girl has shoulder-length blond hair, green pupils, eyes that will never admit defeat, and a face that is very pretty without makeup. The girl is very different from the Yuezhi people, and she has an unusually fair complexion with the Yuezhi people.

"No, I believe in father. He is the most powerful warrior of the Yuezhi."

Aaliyah said with certainty, the girl was full of confidence in her father.

"Okay, don't be so reserved all the time, sit down, let's have something to eat together!"

Mia pulled Aaliya and sat down on the spot.

"To be honest, I'm really worried." Mia stuffed a piece of bread into Aaliyah's mouth, "It's delicious! This is made by a slave who escaped from the west. Ah! I forgot, you And Uncle Lance came from the far west."

"Yes!" Aaliyah nodded and said no more. Mia could tell that Aaliyah seemed unwilling to mention the past.

"Grandpa Wang said that the Yueshi are facing a huge crisis now. However, because of Uncle Lance, Grandpa Wang's originally depressed mood has become better. Uncle Lance is really a trustworthy person. Aaliyah, you are As my swordsman, you must protect me in the future!"

"Yes!" Aaliyah smiled at the innocent girl and made up her mind. One day, I will become as powerful as Lance Arton and protect what I want to protect.

"That's the deal!"

Just when the storm was about to fall, the two girls formed the deepest friendship in this small tent.