Touman looked at Han Xin with some confusion, wondering what the Qin general was doing.

On the hillside in the distance, a Qin Army squad of 100 people was ambushing here.

They all watched the battle in the Xiongnu royal court.

Watching the former Pao Ze continue to fall into a pool of blood.

With tears in their eyes, they wished they could just rush down and fight these Huns.

But they can't, because there are more important tasks waiting for them to do.

"Centurion, look at the flag, the red flag."

"Stop shouting, I saw it... I saw it!"

"A warning flag, why are you so excited?"

Centurion Wang Jin stood up lazily.

He stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes and straightened his helmet, then turned around suddenly, bowed to the hundred people in front of him:

"Brothers, mount up and see you at the Martyrs Cemetery."

As soon as he finished speaking, he got on his horse and took the lead.

"Haha, see you at the Martyrs Cemetery."

Hundreds of cavalry jumped down the hillside and charged toward the center of the Xiongnu royal court.

They have no armor on their bodies and no weapons in their hands.

Everyone was carrying two jars the size of human heads, and there were four more hanging on their horses.
Chapter completed!