The last goddess in the world, Qin Zhenzhen, transmigrated and became the cannon fodder princess of a doomed kingdom destined to die right after birth.
The system even prompted: Kingdom destr...
Even if he got up in the middle of the night to take off his clothes, it did not affect his sleep at all.
Looking at the extinguished charcoal fire in the tent, he knew the cause was inside the sleeping bag.
Now he somewhat understood why the Great Qin General said that yesterday.
He really wanted to take this sleeping bag back to Sang Country.
If for no other reason, the snowy days in Sang Country are extremely cold. If they could have such a magical object to help, so many people in Sang Country would not freeze to death every year.
But with the general's words in mind, he couldn't open his mouth.
Now we can only rely on Your Majesty. After he reports to Your Majesty, he will ask Your Majesty to come out and negotiate.
The game started and all the soldiers entered combat status.
As a result, the other countries exchanged glances and all decided to deal with the Qin soldiers first.
But when he turned around, the Qin soldiers had disappeared.
"Where are the soldiers from Daqin?"
"No, I saw them just now. How come they disappeared so quickly?"
"Could it be that the Qin soldiers possess some kind of magic?"
"What nonsense! The Qin soldiers must have found a way to hide somewhere."
"Go find it quickly, and remember to be more vigilant about the things around you."
"Sir, there seems to be some movement over there."
"Go quickly."
The Qin soldiers here are using the latest combat methods brought by Yang Yongsheng.
Their first lesson was how to hide their existence.
Learn to integrate yourself into nature.
That's why they were right in front of these people, but they didn't see them.
Seeing those teams slowly dispersing, the Qin soldiers split into two groups of five.
One group ambushed on the road, creating the illusion that they were there.
Another group went directly to the top of the mountain and transported the things down.
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When Qin Yuanhao brought his men to the military camp, envoys from various countries had already brought the contract and seal.
"Your Majesty, I hope that our Qi Kingdom and Daqin can always be friendly allies."
"Thank you, Your Majesty. We in Sang are eternally grateful."
"Your Majesty, we barbarians will be your friends from now on."
"I've brought my warhorse, you all must take a look at it." Keta's mouth curled up. This warhorse was sent here urgently by his brother the emperor two days ago.
In just one day, they reached the capital.
I was worried that the warhorse was not in good condition, so I let it rest yesterday.
Qin Yuanhao nodded, feeling extremely excited, but the Minister of War behind him did not think so.
Two different kinds of horses were brought up by Keta's men.
A white horse and a black and white mixed-breed horse.
"Your Majesty, these two horses are not as good as the ones from our Great Qin."