Daqin: My surname is Ying, the ancestor of the First Emperor

Chapter 185

For WinQi.

The thing he had been looking forward to most in a thousand years had been achieved, that is, to break through the Great Grandmaster and break through to the realm of the Martial Dao Golden Pill.

In the Wuhu world, he succeeded.

Within the Great Qin Main Realm.

Although the martial arts golden pill is strong, this is not the realm of martial arts, let alone the end of martial arts.

In the main realm of Daqin, the peak of the Great Grandmaster is the real top powerhouse, and the Martial Dao Golden Pill does not exist at all, even now, after returning from the Wuhu World, Yingqi has not exposed the strength of the Martial Dao Golden Pill, so the Heavenly Dao has not sensed it.

Yingqi can think that once the momentum of the Martial Dao Golden Pill is displayed in this world, the Heavenly Dao will shake, and the unknown world promotion calamity will also come.

Now Yingqi has not yet controlled all the luck of this world, let alone the Heavenly Dao, so it has not yet come to the moment to trigger the calamity of the world.

So.

This gate of space is particularly important for winning Qi, his path to becoming stronger will not be in the main realm, but in the heavens and realms, if he wants to break through his own cultivation, become an immortal and become a god, or even higher cultivation, his path is also in the heavens and realms.

"Just controlled the Wuhu world, the opening of this 013 space door is not urgent for the time being, and after fully controlling the main realm, I will open this space door, I hope to be able to give Lonely a surprise."

After the third reward stayed for a moment, Yingqi also came to his senses.

"Next, after my Great Qin has taken control of the Central Plains, I will devour the Qi Luck of the Overthrowing Kingdoms, and all the Qi Luck of the Central Plains will be in charge, by then, it should be enough to win the imperial dynasty, right?"

Yingqi had a longing thought on his face.

The border of Daqin, the former Zhao dynasty.

It was early in the morning, but the sun was not high, it was dark, and it should be some time before it was bright.

From the depths of the steppe.

You can hear the crisp sound of horses' hooves treading, but it is much quieter than the usual sound of horses' hooves.

It seems that the horse's hooves were deliberately wrapped in cloth.

This cavalry was small in number, only a few hundred people, and in the night, it quickly approached the border of Daqin, and the location where they were was the Daqin military camp.

It is also the barracks of the 200,000-strong army commanded by Mengwu.

However, Meng Wu took over Wang Zhao a few months ago and attacked the Yan Kingdom, and now there are only tens of thousands of Ruishi guarding this military camp, and there are not many people.

After quietly probing around the barracks, these hundreds of strange cavalry quickly retreated to the depths of the grassland.

It is only five miles away from the border of Daqin.

In the dark night, countless sharp weapons can be faintly seen flickering in the night, and at a glance, the entire grassland seems to be covered with countless cavalry, all dressed in foreign uniforms, obviously, he is a race.

"King Qiyu."

"The information we obtained from the Central Plains is true, there will be no more than 10,000 troops in this generation of local military camps, as long as our army attacks, we will definitely be able to wipe them out."

The head of the cavalry, who had just returned from a reconnaissance of the border, faced one of the chariots of this large army.

The man on the chariot was none other than the king of the Huns.

He is also the first strong of the Xiongnu, and the great master cultivator.

"Congratulations to the king."

"In order to destroy the Central Plains countries, the Qin State had to transfer the border army away, this is a great opportunity for our clan, if you miss it, there will be no more in the future, after all, with the Qin Kingdom's temperament, it will definitely do something to our clan."

"Therefore, our clan must take advantage of this opportunity, take advantage of the civil strife in the Central Plains, invade the Central Plains, break the Qin State, plunder resources, and seize territory."

Beside the Hun King, an old man holding a scepter laughed and said.

"The High Priest is right."

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and if you miss it, you won't have it again."

"King Ben believed in you, and (dbei) raised my entire army of 300,000 to the south, just to break Qin and seize territory in this rich land of the Central Plains."

The Xiongnu King nodded indifferently, and through the night, he saw his appearance, seemingly middle-aged, revealing a kind of fierceness, obviously the kind of irascible type.

"It's a pity that Donghu didn't move troops this time, otherwise with Donghu's combined forces, it would be easier for us to attack Qin." The Hun High Priest sighed.

"Since they do not come, then the king will not force them." (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

The Xiongnu King sneered, pulled out the scimitar at his waist, raised it high, and the momentum of the Great Grandmaster burst out, and the blade in his hand pointed directly at where Daqin was: "Where are my Xiongnu warriors?" "

"In."

"Obey the king's orders."

The surrounding Xiongnu generals replied in unison, looking at the Xiongnu king full of fanaticism.

In the midst of the steppe.

These foreign races are also respected by the strong, and the Xiongnu king, as the first strong of the Xiongnu, is naturally respected by his subordinates.

"The front is the Central Plains, the Central Plains controlled by those lowly Yanhuang people, and my Xiongnu are a grassland god race, loved by heaven and earth, why should the rich Central Plains be controlled by their lowly Yanhuang people."

"Today, King Ben can't bear it."

"My sons and daughters of the Xiongnu are the masters of this heaven and earth, and all the sons and daughters obey the orders of this king, kill into the Central Plains, and kill all the lowly Yanhuang people."

"Take control of the land of the Central Plains in the hands of my clan."

"Now, kill King Ben."

The king of the Huns, armed with a machete, shouted angrily.

"The king has an order."

"Kill: kill..."

The Hun army surged suddenly.

All of them were cavalry, rushing towards the border of Daqin, originally dark, but the Xiongnu army lit countless torches, illuminating the night.

At first, they were to confirm the situation of the Daqin military camp on the border, but now that they have probed clearly, naturally there is no worries.

Under the night.

The Hun army rushed forward.

Like a ferocious beast released from the abyss.

"Great King, perhaps the ancestral precepts passed down by our ancestors will be realized today, and the land of the Central Plains also has a share that belongs to my clan."

"It's less than an hour before dawn, but it's enough to step through the border of the Qin Kingdom."

The High Priest held the skeleton staff and smiled excitedly.

"Qin Kingdom, King Qin, hmph, what is this king afraid of, but he is just a lowly Yanhuang person." The Hun King sneered, full of mockery.

"Great King, now attacking the Qin Kingdom, I still need to remind me of something." The Hun High Priest suddenly thought of something.

"Say it."

The Hun King rolled his gaze.

"It's about the Qin Kingdom..."