Chapter 340 Keep your voice down, above Bai Yujing, the gods are fighting
Mao Dun has never been so desperate.
When he saw more than a hundred cavalry chasing behind him, he instinctively wanted to escape.
Unfortunately, running around all night has already made my legs numb.
After just two steps, he fell to the ground and couldn't move.
The Yueshi people had been chasing him all night to find him, so they naturally didn't invite him to go back and eat at someone else's table.
Most likely, you will eat your own meal.
Just when Mao Dun turned pale and shouted loudly for Changshengtian.
A handsome young man who looked like a native of the Central Plains suddenly appeared beside him and said loudly:
"The Changshengtian is useless. If something happens, you have to go to Diga!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly rushed out with more than a hundred cavalry around him.
Maodun, who was still surprised at first, felt relieved when he saw his close confidant, King Zuoguli, Ashina Shabi, in the team.
But he couldn't help shouting:
"Be careful! Opposite is the most elite Kushan tribe of Dayue clan!"
It's not that he doesn't believe Ashina Shabi, it's that he doesn't believe Qin Feng, a pretty boy.
Although he was wearing Huns' clothes, he looked like a Central Plains man.
The riding and shooting skills of the people from the Central Plains are far inferior to those from the grasslands!
Neither of them can necessarily beat the other, with the same force, they will be crushed!
With only a hundred steps away, the Yuezhi people will use the arrow feathers all over the sky to teach these Central Plains people how to behave!
"What the hell?"
But the next moment, Mao Dun's eyes almost popped out of shock, and he spat out "fuck".
The two cavalry were seen two hundred steps apart. The man on Qin Feng's side actually took out a small crossbow from the side of the horse.
In an instant, there was a "humming" sound of the bowstring shaking.
Then the powerful crossbow fired out like a curtain, suddenly shot the Yuezhi cavalry to pieces!
Before the fight, more than half of the more than a hundred Yuezhi cavalry had been lost!
The opponent's general immediately became furious and blew his horn violently.
He turned around and ran away, giving Qin Feng and his gang no chance to pursue him.
"Are you the great steppe eagle, Prince Moton?"
Qin Feng turned back, jumped off his horse, and looked at Mao Dun hesitantly.
Maodun nodded, stroked his chest and said humbly:
"I'm in such a miserable state in Maodun, I can't be called a prairie eagle."
Upon hearing this, Qin Feng suddenly became excited and said with a trembling voice:
"Finally I found you! The great prairie eagle, Prince Moton!
You are the king of the grassland as predicted by the God of Tiga!"
Modun was startled, and he subconsciously felt that this man was sent by Touman to test him.
Fortunately, Brother Sabi was here, he quickly explained;
"King Zuo Xian, this is Mr. Chen Ping's friend in the Central Plains, and he is a divine envoy.
I have used my divine power in the royal court before, and the God of Tiga whom I believe in is extremely domineering!"
"Ah? Overbearing?"
"Yes, Changshengtian sent down the demon wolf to punish the grassland, but Dijia was forced to hold it back..."
Speaking of this, Qin Feng rolled his eyes very cooperatively and mumbled:
"Keep your voice down, above Bai Yujing, Dijia is fighting with Changshengtian! He just stabbed him!"
"...."
Since he is Master Chen Ping's friend, he is one of his own.
Maodun immediately felt much more relaxed. Suddenly, the fatigue from the night came over him like a tide, making him feel sore all over and in pain.
He was a little frustrated for a moment, and couldn't help but smile bitterly:
"I am alive now, like a walking zombie, I might as well be dead.
Nowadays, everyone on the grassland knows that the Xiongnu Great Chanyu does not like his eldest son.
Everyone also knows that the Xiongnu had a famous but powerful King Zuoxian.
Except for Ashina Shabi, I don’t even have any influence in the Xiongnu."
Having said this, Mao Dun sat down on the ground, shook his head and said:
"Tired, so tired.
Both the Great Chanyu and the Yan family wished they could get rid of me and then quickly.
It's a pity that after all these years, I still haven't made any progress."
Qin Feng felt something was wrong. What did this guy mean? Why did he give up on himself?
The decadent Maodun doesn’t fit into my plan!
Qin Feng thought for a while, patted his shoulder and comforted:
"My good brother, when you think you can't do it, just go for a walk on the road. You are just a pedestrian."
Mao Dun was stunned for a moment and murmured:
"But...but if I walk, should I walk?"
Qin Feng suddenly became unhappy and said angrily:
"I don't allow you to say that about yourself!"
"..."
As he spoke, Qin Feng took out a sack from the side of his horse.
Then he casually threw it in front of Mao Dun.
Modun reached out and picked it up in confusion, only to find that the inconspicuous sack was actually very heavy.
A rough estimate, it's at least thirty kilograms!
When Mao Dun opened it and took a look, he was stunned.
The early morning sun shines on the earth, reflecting the light of the golden sand.
Mao Dun murmured:
"So much gold? What is Brother Qin doing?"
Qin Feng smiled and said:
"Is it much? Not much!
Brother, I lack everything except gold!
Does Qin Fu know? He is a big businessman who travels to the Central Plains and grasslands.
He's just my butler! The gold sand in his hand is at least ten thousand jins!"
Maodun suddenly took a breath, ten thousand kilograms of gold sand!
What the hell is this concept?
Qin Feng came up and said softly:
"I will dedicate these to you, the great steppe eagle, the great Modun Chanyu!"
When Mao Dun heard this, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Qin Feng.
Qin Feng met his eyes without hesitation and said in a deep voice:
"Do you want to be a coward for the rest of your life? Don't you want to build a grassland empire?
The great God of Tiga has predicted that you are the real hero on the prairie!
These golden sands are the foundation for you to start a business!
You can bribe warriors, purchase horses, and weapons and equipment!"
Maodun was silent for a long time without saying anything.
But he slowly put away the sack full of gold sand, already making his attitude clear.
"It's done, you will be the national master! The god of Tiga will be the orthodox god of the grassland!"
“Thank you to the great Modun Shanyu!”
Qin Feng grinned, stroked his chest and bent down, saluting respectfully.
The group mounted their horses and returned immediately to prevent the Yuezhi people from catching up again.
Along the way, Hei Niu stared at the sack of gold sand and his mouth almost watered.
But I really don't dare to let him grab it directly.
After all, Boss Qin had promised that if he dared to take advantage of Mao Dun, he would cut off three of his legs.
Hei Niu rolled his eyes, pitifully approached Qin Feng, and said cautiously:
"Boss, I have to go on a diet."
Qin Feng glanced at him doubtfully and asked:
"Why are you on a diet? Don't you like to eat?"
Hei Niu glanced at the sack containing gold sand and said sadly:
"Alas...the salary is too small, I want to save some."
Qin Feng pondered for three seconds and said calmly:
"It's okay, just don't eat it, it will save you money even if you lose a few years of life.
I'll help you prepare the banquet, and let Tie Zhu sit at your wife's table."
Tie Zhu rubbed his hands and said shyly:
"I think it will work."
"...."
This chapter has been completed!
