Qin Emperor Ziying

Chapter 338 The Theory of the Dead ([-])

Under the leadership of Ziying, he soon came to the place the soldiers said.

A huge stone base, like a castle-like building appeared in front of Ziying's eyes.There is also a stone wall around the outside. Behind the wall, at least dozens of Huns can be seen guarding against the wall with bows and arrows.

This is the first time Ziying has seen such a structure in the grassland for so long.

But looking at the guards in this courtyard, it must be one of the most important places in the Dragon Court.

It's not that the Qin army couldn't capture this simple courtyard, but because they were worried about unnecessary casualties, so they stalemate here.

Seeing Ziying approaching, the Qin army who besieged the courtyard immediately vacated an open space for Ziying to stop.

Just as Ziying was looking at the special features of this courtyard, a sound of Nandi language with a perfect accent suddenly came from the inner courtyard.

"I don't know if the Qin State is interested in the Xiongnu? The high priest of our family invited the commander of your army into the palace to have a talk."

Hearing this voice, Ziying was taken aback immediately, could there be a southerner here?

And this person's first sentence made it difficult for Ziying to refuse.

He directly asked Daqin if he had any thoughts about the Xiongnu, and then offered an invitation to enter the interior. Obviously, the people inside believed that they could come up with a bargaining chip to make the Xiongnu belong to Daqin.

"Your Majesty, don't take risks lightly. Who knows what these Huns are thinking." The general of the Qin army immediately comforted him.

"No problem." Ziying waved his hand and said, "These Huns are helpless."

Thinking of Ziying's demeanor in the Huns army just now, the general of the Qin army immediately shut his mouth.

As for the Huns inside, even if there were several times more, they would definitely not be the opponents of Lord Chang'an.

After getting off the horse, Ziying walked towards the gate of the courtyard with big strides.

"Jun Chang'an is invincible!"

"Jun Chang'an is invincible!"

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Following Ziying's pace, the Qin army in the rear suddenly let out a uniform cheer like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

Tap, tap, tap... Ziying, who looked like a blood man, came to the gate of the courtyard.

"Are you high priest planning to negotiate with Gu in front of this gate?"

Ziying laughed and said.

"Please!~"

With an invitation, the tightly closed door creaked and opened to both sides under the push of two Huns.

Watching the gate open, Ziying stepped into the courtyard with strides.

Most of the surrounding Huns retreated to their courtyards after the defeat of the Huns cavalry, so they also knew Ziying's combat power very well.

So even if Ziying stepped into the yard alone at this time, the Huns looked at Ziying as if they were looking at a prehistoric beast that could tear them apart at any time.

The person who greeted Ziying was a Hun in very simple clothes, and Ziying recognized him as the one he had just invited.

"I was ordered by my teacher to travel in the South, so I am familiar with the language of the Southerners." Before Ziying could ask, the man first spoke the language of the South that he learned when Ziying watched.

At this moment, Ziying's gaze was too frightening, coupled with the blood all over his body, he looked like a demon who would choose someone to devour at any time.

Presumably his teacher was the high priest he was talking about. Why did the high priest of the Huns send his apprentice to the Central Plains? There is too little news now, so it is difficult to deduce.

Following the Xiongnu Ziying came to a very spacious hall, at the end of the hall there was a huge throne under a sculpture of a giant eagle.

On both sides of the throne, there are dozens of smaller seats carved with various birds and beasts.

An old man who looked to be five or sixty years old was standing in the middle of the main hall holding an eagle-headed scepter, and fixed his eyes on Ziying as soon as he entered.

However, Ziying just silently looked at this old man who should be the high priest of the Huns.

Passed by him calmly, walked straight to the throne at the end of the hall and sat down.

The throne was covered with thick cushions, and it was very soft to sit on. Ziying soothed his body on it, found a comfortable position to sit down, and continued to look at the high priest of the Huns with great interest.

"You'd better have enough reasons to impress me, otherwise you know the consequences. I don't have much mercy for the Huns."

After Ziying finished speaking, the high priest of the Huns also turned his face to Ziying. Seeing that Ziying sat on the innermost throne without any restraint, the old man's face not only showed no anger but a hint of surprise. .

"I am Zhexing, the high priest of the Xiongnu. I don't know how much I am superior to the Great Qin?"

The old man's first sentence was to introduce himself clearly, and by the way, he asked about Ziying's status in Daqin, and what he said was also in Chinese.

Ziying knew that the old man really seemed to have some ideas and wanted to discuss with the high-level officials of Daqin, and even really involved the future direction of the Xiongnu.

Reminiscent of what the old man's apprentice said before, he was sent by the master to travel to the south, and now that he thinks about it, he probably wants to take the route of the high-level Central Plains.

It's just that at that time, not only the Qin State, but which of the high-level officials of the six Central Plains countries was easy to see, I am afraid that the people who wanted to see them should not have seen them.

And later, after the unification of the world, it was even more difficult for the Huns, who had no road experience, to move an inch on the land of Daqin.

"Da da da..." Ziying lightly tapped the armrest of the throne with his fingers, staring at the high priest and said, "Under one person, above ten thousand people."

This sentence is not an exaggeration for Ziying. As the only emperor in the whole world, Ziying's status in Qin State can really be said to be below one person and above ten thousand people.

Hearing Ziying's words, the High Priest Zhexing's eyes suddenly became focused.

"You are Lord Chang'an of Qin!"

Ziying nodded slightly as a response.

"No wonder you have such boldness. It turns out that Lord Chang'an came here in person." After confirming Ziying's identity, the hopeful look in the eyes of the high priest Zhexing became a little bit more intense at this time.

Obviously very satisfied with Ziying's identity.

Being able to deduce Ziying's identity from a single sentence, it can be seen that this high priest of the Huns is definitely not as simple as it appears on the surface.

His identity is nothing more than a spiritual leader, there is absolutely no need to deliberately inquire about these matters in the Central Plains, let alone directly send his apprentices to the Central Plains to contact the upper echelons of various countries.

Ziying saw an emotion called ambition from the way he looked at him.

Under Ziying's scrutiny, the high priest Zhexing suddenly laughed out loud: "I've been in business for half my life, but I never thought that it would be the people from Qin who went to Longting in person to meet each other.

Lord Chang'an, do you know that before Touman was the traitor, it was not Touman who sat high on the top, but the high priests of the Xiongnu through the ages.

And the chiefs of the major tribes are only fit to sit on the chairs on both sides, and even for a seat in this hall, two tribes can kill bloody seas. "

(End of this chapter)