Da Qin: Zulong is furious, who dares to roast my frog cubs?

Night is coming.

Endless barren steppe.

A great king's tent stood here.

"Shan Yu, I heard that in the past few days, there seem to be rumors in the army of Great Qin Mengtian that immortals have descended to help them win the battle with us. "

Around a roaring campfire.

King Zuo Xian held a huge roast leg of lamb in his hand, and he took a big bite and bit it, and his movements were extremely savage.

Between the bites, his sharp teeth flashed with a cold glow.

Hear the words.

Tou Mandanyu, who sat first in the middle, shook his head.

Said dismissively:

"Immortals, how ridiculous! It's just a tool to encourage scholars. "

As he spoke, he took another sip of the spirits.

"Besides, this time we are not going to fight them head-on, but to see if we can break through a little bit and loot some grain and grass to survive this winter. "

Hearing this, everyone was a little silent.

In this cold winter.

The weather was bad and cold winds hit.

In addition, there is little food, so it can be said that I am hungry and cold!

Even Daqin is full of victims.

Rao is the imperial court's grain relief, but how can there be so much food? It can only barely last for the most part.

Not to mention that they are grasslands here.

The temperature is colder than Daqin!

They are still nomads, they have no sowing technology, no food, they can only rob them!

This is also the reason why every year, the Xiongnu have constant friction with the northern border, but they are frequently beaten back by Meng Tian.

"King Zuoxian, when the time comes, you will lead five thousand elite cavalry and act at the opportunity. "

Tou Mandanyu's expression was solemn.

Meng Tian is a tough guy, and he has never won a battle against the other party.

It's just that because they are nomads and have high mobility, they can't beat and run, so the other party is helpless, and they don't dare to go deep into the grassland to encircle and suppress them.

Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to mess with him.

"Okay, no problem. "

King Zuo Xian said with a big grin.

The other tribal leaders were also instructed to have some tasks, and in general, to lure Meng Tian out!

"The day after tomorrow, I will bring 100,000 elite soldiers, 30,000 elite cavalry, and Chen soldiers to the border of Daqin!"

"King Youxian, it's up to you. "

Tou Manshan said, his tone a little heavy.

On the other side, the right-hand king with a big waist and a round waist was full of stubble, eating and drinking.

Hearing this, he waved his hand indifferently.

"Shan Yu, leave it to me. "

It was not surprising that the other chieftains saw this, although Shan Yu's status was very high.

But the left virtuous king and the right virtuous king are two.

They are all capable of the other party, and they are also the leaders of large tribes, and they have an excellent relationship with Toumandan, so they will naturally not be too restrained.

Great Qin, the border of the Great Wall.

"Lord Frog, are these enough, why don't I get you some later?"

Inside the tent.

Several generals asked flatteringly with smiles on their faces, holding wine jugs in their hands.

On the one hand, it is necessary to serve this beast well.

On the other hand, they were also thinking about seeing if they could let the frog cub take out some more artifacts.

"Quack!(Hiccup!)".

I saw it on a cushion made of fur.

The sides of the frog cub's face were a little red, and the big smart eyes were beginning to be dazed.

(One more glass!) I claim to be a thousand cups that don't pour out, just your wine... Hiccup!)".

A crisp cry was heard.

The frog cub held the flask in its two little paws, drank it in its mouth, and began to dance.

But if there is a peanut...

"Ahem, get out!".

At this moment, Meng Tian walked in.

Seeing that a few people actually fed wine to the frog cubs, he couldn't help but change his face and said coldly

"Drink in the army, and give it to the frog cubs?"

"Whoever gave you the guts!Get out of here and take the punishment yourself!".

Hearing this, several partial generals all went down at once, not daring to quibble in front of Meng Tian.

One by one, they walked out.

"Hmph, that's not like that!".

Meng Tian snorted coldly again.

Seeing that the frog cub was still drinking, he took it away with a wry smile on his face, and said softly:

"Lord Frog, drink too much to people... Well, it's not good for frogs! "

After saying that, it seems that it is a pity to throw it away.

Meng Tian looked around and saw that there was no one, so he quickly drank the wine in the pot.

"Comfort..."

"Quack?(Sleep|Groove?You Grab My Wine?)".

Ye Nan's frog eyes widened, and he seemed to be very surprised.

But before he could think of anything, a wave of sleepiness struck, and he fell asleep.

This scene frightened Meng Tian.

Hurriedly checked it, and saw that there was still a heartbeat, body temperature... Uh, it's cold.

But it shouldn't be a problem with drinking.

At most, I'm drunk.

Thinking of this,

Meng Tian's face couldn't help but be a little dark.

I secretly complained in my heart.

You say you're a frog, what kind of wine are you drinking? You haven't had enough alcohol, and you're only drunk after two pots.

But spit is spit out.

After carefully placing the frog cub to sleep on a fur blanket, he ordered the place to be guarded and no one was allowed to enter.

Then he went to another tent.

It was Fusu who lived there...

PS: The frog cubs got up this morning and took a look, Wo Ri! A lot of shovelers have fed! Thank you! Frog cubs thank you!

Of course, I'm also in debt, let me calculate how many frog grains there are, woo~~