I, the Mad Prince of Daqin, Start the Inheritance Sword Saint

"His Royal Highness the prince is blessed by gods, and the unpredictable is not something we can measure."

"Now we are magic soldiers, this time is our chance to make a name for ourselves!"

.......

The shadow guard immediately listened to General Zhang Han's remarks, and could not help discussing secretly.

Seeing this, Zhang Han took out the aura of the shadow guard leader.

"Okay, what's the matter? After finishing, Zai said, when it arrives, kill from the inside out, remember to kill with one sword!"

With a sound, the Shadow Secret Guard was quiet.

"Yes!". Chapter [-] "Sacred Soldier" seals [-] Huns!

Three hundred miles outside the North City...

A camp is located here.

In the camp, bonfires are burning.

In the main tent, candles light up.

"How, I found out, who is that person?"

Mo Dun covered his ears and asked the Xiongnu soldiers who were kneeling down on one knee.

The soldier said in a deep voice, "Young Master, that person is the Prince of Da Qin, Ying Zifeng!"

"Prince Daqin, the mad prince who rumored to have beaten Fusu, Hu Hai?"

Mo Dun was stunned.

"Yes, it's him!"

The soldier nodded.

"It turned out to be him. It seems that the news from the Central Plains is true. This guy was sent to the county."

Squinting his eyes, Mo Dun fell into contemplation.

The sword of the gods, the beauty of the country, the prince of Qin, the leader...

With burning eyes, Mo Dun raised his wolf eyes.

"Tomorrow, we'll go to my father, let us know about it, and by the way, ask the painter to draw the beauty and give it to my father."

The wolf's eyes flashed viciously, and the soldier couldn't help being shocked when he saw this.

The young master is using tigers to swallow wolves, to take advantage of the fisherman, and to gain the position of leader.

"Yes!"

Not daring to speak, the soldier withdrew, leaving only a sullen look on his face.

..........

Time passed slowly, and the cold moon was empty.

In the middle of the night, the barracks in Modun was already pitch black, and there were only sleepy guards and several bonfires that were about to die out.

call……!

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew into the camp.

"Ah!"

The two Huns who were guarding outside the camp shivered, and they looked inside subconsciously.

Empty.

The two looked at each other, ignoring them and starting to doze off again.

Unknown to the two Huns, a gust of cold wind had already entered the ten shadow guards.

The bonfire in the camp was completely extinguished in an instant, and a depressing atmosphere enveloped the entire military camp.

In front of Modun's camp.

Suddenly, the curtain was slightly lifted.

Mo Dun, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his frightened eyes.

"Wow!"

A sense of suffocation came.

Followed by.

"Pfft" screech!

A faint bloody aura suddenly wafted out of the camp, and at the same time, all the officers above the centurion in several camps were covered in mouths and throats.

Slowly, the cold moon passed halfway through the air, and after half an hour, a thick blood energy spread in the military camp, and the corpses were scattered on the ground. .

The [-] Xiongnu were all blocked and killed.

Under the cold moon, an organ bird stopped and danced in the sky.