The weapon tycoon who traveled to Daqin

On the green carpet, a long black snake appeared. This was the invading army of the barbarians.

"That idiot Ji Li was defeated by such a small Qin dog. He even boasted that he had invited gods. He is just like a sheep." A captain said in the marching team.

"That's right. That's right. Now, I heard that he is less courageous than women." A captain agreed.

"Haha." A few random people laughed. A centurion in the team pressed his scimitar, preparing to draw the sword to kill these people. Najili on the side held down the arm tightly.

The centurion stared at those people fiercely and had to let go of his hand, sulking on the side.

"Captain Ten Thousands. This..." another centurion said.

"This is not the place to talk. Let's talk when we get back." Na Jili said calmly.

After Najili returned with only 2,000 men, the Huren King drew his sword in sweat and almost killed him. Fortunately, several captains of ten thousand fought hard to intercept him. Najili managed to save his life. But his own tribe

But Wang Khan took the opportunity to snatch away the remaining troops. Now he has been demoted to a small captain of thousands.

Najili didn't have much at the beginning. But the Hu people admired warriors. Najili's behavior should not be regarded as the behavior of a coward. Therefore, after being demoted, many people looked down on him and even laughed at him in person. Najili

Li wanted to fight back at first. However, his mind changed later. His current situation could no longer be changed.

In order to stand firm, gain greater power, and wash away his shame, Najili decided to kill Wang Khan. But now he couldn't even see Wang Khan. So he had to wait. Wait for an opportunity to seize it.

Everything.

"Camp, camp." A messenger on horseback galloped back and forth. After hearing this, all the people and horses began to rest in place. Some of the people began to guide the baggage team to set up camp.

Setting up camp, looking for water sources, making fires, and killing sheep. The soldiers began to get busy. When the aroma of mutton wafted from all the camps, unique songs and dances began to sound in the Hu people's camps. The heroic and unrestrained Hu people sang and danced.

Wu. There were several beautiful women in Wang Khan's tent. They were wearing silk gauze that could barely cover their bodies. Their graceful figures seduced everyone present. Wang Khan, a foreigner, looked at everything in front of him happily.

He showed an excited expression and his eyes were so wide that they were about to burst out.

The generals below also had the same look in their eyes. But Wang Han was still there, so he had to suppress the fire in his heart.

There was a lot of singing and dancing in Wang Khan's tent. In an inconspicuous tent, Na Jili was sitting together with the two centurions just now.

"Captain Ten Thousands, we are coming in." Several people quickly rushed into the tent. A centenarian quickly stood up and pressed against the tent to check the situation outside. Then he nodded to Na Jili.

"Everyone, please sit down." Najili waved his hand and said.

Several centurions were sitting everywhere. "Just do whatever you want," Najili said again.

As he spoke, the centurion grabbed a leg of lamb and began to bite it.

"Motu, are you still angry?" Najili looked at the centurion biting the leg of mutton and asked.

"Yes. Why don't you kill those beasts? They insulted you, Captain of Ten Thousands." Motu said harshly.

Najili shook his head.

Another centurion moved Motu with his elbow. "Don't touch me. If the centurion hadn't stopped me today, I would have killed those little lambs." Motu said fiercely.

"Hupanatu, don't stop him." Najili said to the centurion just now.

"Motu, I know you are a warrior in the prairie, but a warrior must be as cunning as a wolf in the prairie. Now is not the time to hunt prey. Do you understand?" Na Jili said expressionlessly.

When Motu heard what he said, he put down the leg of lamb in his hand and said.

"What the Captain means is..." Motu said respectfully.

Several centurions looked at each other and laughed...

"Have you seen the Chinese army's tent?" A Qin army commander disguised as a weed asked the soldiers on the side.

"No. There are many barbarian camps. There are also scouts and sentries patrolling the area." The soldier said in a low voice.

"Shhh". The team leader hurriedly shushed.

Xiao Bing quickly shut his mouth, lowered his head and lay still.

At this time, several Hu soldiers on horseback rushed over from behind the two of them.

The barbarian mumbled something, then turned and left.

The team leader slowly looked up. There was nothing unusual.

"Quick, we have to find horses and leave." The team leader said softly.

The two of them hunched over and slowly left, disappearing into the depths of the grassland.

"We didn't find the Chinese army's tent. What did you do?" a captain cursed.

"No, we don't need to know their big tent." After saying that, the general dressed as a lieutenant waved the two of them away.

"Send an order. Let the rocket launcher team send out three hundred-man teams to fire eight miles south of the barbarian camp. Send two more thousand-man teams to cover. Remember, give me a good reception on the way to the barbarians' attack.

You're welcome. After everything is done, we will meet at the Tuji River fifty miles southwest."

"Here." The captain on the side gave the order.

"Let's go and entertain our foreign friends."

The singing and dancing in the barbarian camp had not yet subsided. "Listen, there seems to be some noise." "What, no." One soldier said to another soldier.

"Look, look. What's over there?" said a Hu soldier, pointing to something that looked like a star in the sky.

"They are flying over." "Not good. "Run." A soldier participating in the vanguard team shouted.

"Run, Qin..." Before he could finish shouting, the deafening sound of explosions covered the camp.

"Boom." "Bang." The rockets continued to land, blasting the barbarians into pieces of flesh, spraying blood mist, and flying into the sky with their severed limbs.

Just when the barbarian king Khan was feeling happy, he heard a thunderous sound. Then, a broken barbarian arm flew in. The barbarian dancers stood there screaming in fear.

"How..." Before a general could finish speaking, the thunderous voice kept ringing. The voice of the general was muffled.

Soon the rockets fired from the south and north ended. But the entire barbarian camp was still immersed in panic, and there was no movement at all. There were broken limbs everywhere, and internal organs that had been cut into the belly were spilled on the floor.

The injured soldiers were wailing and crying. The Hu people who recovered from the explosion felt like hell. Some brave people began to lie down, looking for their horses, and wanted revenge. And some officers,

Totally dizzy.