Daqin: To win the title of Yingzheng, I will become the dragon of the country!

"Pass on the order and let these people out, but don't let them run too easily."

"Yes."

With Su Chen's order, the already hundreds of thousands of alien armies that had killed the remaining tens of thousands of golden fire cavalry also began to act after receiving the order.

Among them, Meng Tian, who belonged to the fifth order, was the most ferocious, because Meng Tian found that killing these aliens seemed to be able to make his cultivation stronger.

Therefore, Meng Tian, who was holding a halberd, rushed in front of the golden fire cavalry.

If it was placed in the previous Great Qin, even the fifth order would be exhausted at this time, but the current Great Qin has already entered the high-martial world.

Meng Tian, who had reached the limitless level, directly killed the enemy while absorbing the vitality between heaven and earth to restore himself.

In addition, it would not take much effort to kill these ordinary pawns, but some people had knives in their hands to cut the blade, or the head of the spear was smoothed.

Fortunately, the halberd in Meng Tian's hand was made of extraterrestrial meteoric iron, and until now, the halberd in Meng Tian's hand was still emitting a cold glow, and blood splashed on the halberd surface, splashing ripples.

"Hooded general, we surrender, we are also Daqin people, we are the people of the sword of the empire."

At this time, Meng Tian looked at the army of at least tens of thousands of people in front of him, and then glanced at the armor on their bodies, and couldn't help but be angry from his heart.

Then a halberd smashed at the commander who seemed to be this army of tens of thousands, and then he saw a silver figure flying in one direction.

Looking at the general who spat blood but was still alive, Meng Tian still arranged for an adjutant to report the battle situation to Su Chen.

"Report, Lord Commander, the people who originally defected from the sword of the empire on the way to the encirclement and suppression have now surrendered under the leadership of a commander, please what should be done."

Su Chen, who listened to the report, grinned with a gloomy smile, and then said lightly.

"All of them are killed and buried separately from the aliens, these people are traitors and should be spurned by everyone, but the aliens fight for their race, although defeated but courageous, much stronger than traitors."

"By the way, our fighters have been tired for so long, they just need to watch from the side, as for those who bury their pits, let the rebels dig the alien pits, let the aliens dig the rebels' pits."

"Yes."

With a shocked look, this adjutant also turned on his horse and hurriedly ran towards the battlefield, he felt that the shock brought by this news was too great.

The traitors with an alien army carrying the sword of the empire can be said to be half a million people.

However, in this battle, they were chased by their only 90,000 golden fire cavalry, and not even a single person died under Su Chen's command.

And not a single prisoner intends to leave all the pits directly killed, which is quite a shocking existence wherever it is placed.

Even the record of the general Tu Baiqi back then is not necessarily as painful as today's battle.

With 90,000 people, a full half a million people can be chased and killed, and no one has all the left.

With this kind of mind and courage, looking at the whole world, who can do it?

At this time, the adjutant had just brought this military order to Meng Tian, and Meng Tian's shocked tiger body was shocked, and his blood boiled.

As early as just now, the halberd did not kill the leader who led the rebellion, which was completely out of Meng Tian's rendering of humanitarian attention.

But now that there is already a military order, don't blame him for being ruthless.

"Pass on the commander's order to gather the pawns here here."

"Tell the rebels to dig the pits of aliens."

"'Telling the aliens, let them dig the pits of the rebels.'"

At this time, Meng Tian felt very happy in his heart, and Meng Tian at this time felt that it was really a blessing to be able to follow the national division to the battlefield.

He only needs to take people to kill, and then obey the military orders of the national division, which is a beautiful thing.

And at this time, Su Chen looked at the battlefield below that had ended, and also stood up and walked towards the city.

Because in his calculations, Yingzheng's convoy should arrive here tomorrow, but the main reason was that he had already arranged for Han Xin to take the 10,000 people to put grain and grass on the necessary road of Yingzheng's convoy.

In his tips to Ying Zheng, he had already clearly told Ying Zheng, and asked Ying Zheng to bring the grain and grass (good as Zhao) and bring it over.

Now they only need to wait for the grain and grass to arrive, and they can completely divide the territory of the northern territory into the map of Daqin.

At the same time, in the convoy, the most gorgeous carriage in the middle was only Fusu alone.

Two hundred miles ahead, a man wearing a black robe with golden patterns embroidered on it, and a set of black armor on the outside, rode on a tall horse.

The imperial aura on his body revealed his identity.

Behind this person was a dense, countless army in black armor, slowly marching in the night.

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