Time flies, and half a month later, Ying Zheng's 200,000 elite Qin soldiers have arrived in Shangjun.

Among the Shangjun military tent, only Ying Zheng and Meng Tian stood, and the other idle people were naturally dispersed.

Ying Zheng looked at Meng Tian deeply, sighed softly, and then patted Meng Tian on the shoulder, "Six years, thank you for your hard work."

Ying Zheng sighed in his heart that Meng Tian’s loyalty to the Qin Dynasty can be described as a way to the world.

"For His Majesty the First Emperor, if you don't work hard, you will contribute to my Qin Dynasty. How can you work hard for me?"

Meng Tian knelt on one knee.

"You are still like this. If you have some time, you can go back to Xianyang with me and take a good rest."

Ying Zheng smiled faintly and looked at Meng Tian. The general of the Great Qin Empire had a little red eyes at this time.

"Minist, I am willing to guard the border forever and give my last strength for our Great Qin!"

Meng Tian knelt on one knee and bowed heavily to Ying Zheng. In Meng Tian's heart, Ying Zheng has always been his best friend when he was young.

Even though his friend had become the King of Qin and the First Emperor, his feelings for his friend had never changed.

"I heard that there is a Maodun Shanyu among the Huns. You should have some understanding of it!"

Ying Zheng looked at Meng Tian, ​​and Meng Tian’s loyalty to him was beyond doubt.

When he returns to Xianyang, he will have a good chat with this former friend. Now, it is still important to defeat the Huns!

"Reporting to His Majesty the Emperor, Shanyu Maodun is indeed an incredible genius with outstanding talent. He was already a 8th-rank genius when he fought with his ministers a year ago."

"Now that time has passed so long, this person is likely to go further and become a ninth-grade strongman who is enough to threaten my tens of thousands of troops!"

Meng Tian’s face was filled with heavy weight. A ninth-grade martial arts powerful man was strong enough to compete with the army. If Maodun really broke through the ninth-grade, he would probably find it difficult to hold on!

"The advice of the minister is to ask General Wang Jian to come and help, so that he can have a chance to wipe out this beast in one fell swoop!"

"Oh? Nine-grade?"

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly. In his memory, Shanyu Maodun was indeed an indescribable person.

However, it is impossible to stop him from destroying the Huns by relying on this alone!

Taking a step forward, a terrifying aura suddenly leaked from Ying Zheng.

The power of heaven is as powerful as a prison. Almost the next moment, Meng Tian's face changed drastically, and her legs were even more trembling, and she almost knelt down on the ground!

What a huge pressure that was it, it was such a huge force that was far beyond his eighth-grade magnificent.

That is the ninth level of realm!

This force shocked Meng Tian’s heart. His Majesty the Emperor is actually a ninth-grade strongman?

"Your Majesty, you have entered the ninth rank?"

Meng Tian's voice trembled, but with a hint of unsuppressible surprise. If this is the case, then it is not impossible to destroy the Huns!

"Yes, I am already a ninth grade. Now, I am a little looking forward to the Shanyu Maodun breaking through the ninth grade!"

A raging flame burned in Ying Zheng's eyes. He now wanted to find an opponent and fight for a big battle, but unfortunately, there was no one!

Although Wang Jian is a ninth rank, he never dared to attack him with all his strength. If he made a breakthrough, he would have some expectations.

"Your Majesty is so powerful that Maodun is naturally not his Majesty's opponent. However, I hope Your Majesty will not take it lightly!"

Meng Tian was still cautious. After six years of guarding the border, his mind had been tempered as steel as gold, stone and steel.

Without this caution, he could not have blocked the Huns' countless moves south in six years and became the general of the Great Qin Empire's border.

"I know!"

Ying Zheng nodded. In front of Meng Tian, ​​he was not a king, but a friend, and a friend. He would listen to what he was most likely to make friends.

In the Xiongnu King Pavilion, Shanyu was sitting on the ground with a fierce look on his face.

Even between three feet apart, you can clearly feel the blood and blood that kills countless people on his body!

The next moment, a blood evil energy that soared into the sky on Maodun's body rushed straight into the sky, emitting an unprecedented terrifying aura.

That terrifying and majestic aura almost completely wiped out the dark clouds above!

The pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep, and the arrogant soldiers and generals all crawled down at this moment, trembling.

The breath lasted for a while and then slowly dissipated and fell into Maodun Shanyu's body.

"Hahahaha, I have finally entered the ninth grade, ninth grade realm, and there is no one in the world who can stop me, Meng Tian, ​​and my Hun army for six years. Today, it's finally your turn to doomsday!"

Maodun Shanyu laughed at the sky, and had been practicing hard for decades. Now he has been willing to end his hardships and break through the ninth grade, and is invincible in the world.

At this time, Maodun Shanyu had a huge courage in his heart, and he wanted to defeat the Shangjun army led by Meng Tian.

No, he also wants to attack the Central Plains and replace the Qin emperor in the Central Plains to become the most noble ruler in the world!

At Shangjun Military Camp, Ying Zheng raised his head lightly and looked into the distance, as if he had felt something, "Have you broken through the ninth rank? Interesting, interesting!"

The next moment, Ying Zheng closed his eyes and continued to breathe. The path of martial arts is endless, and there is no slight slackness.

Now he cannot slackew. The Qin Empire is not his end, he has to put in a hundred or a thousand times hard work.

Time flies, and the 200,000 army brought by Ying Zheng has completely gathered with the 300,000 troops of Shangjun. Leading by Meng Tian, ​​it began to prepare to fight the Huns.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, the 500,000 army has been settled and can attack the Huns at any time. This time, the Huns will be defeated in one fell swoop."

Meng Tian walked up and the 500,000 army was completely integrated under his command.

These armies were all the troops that attacked and destroyed the six kingdoms back then. They were elite, powerful and fierce. Everyone was enough to fight ten!

"knew!"

Ying Zheng nodded, looking into the distance, full of indifference and calmness.

He could feel a powerful aura approaching him.

Crazy approaching, that breath surpassed the eighth grade Jue Dian and had reached the ninth grade level.

A quarter of an hour later, outside the military tent, a terrifying voice that spread over hundreds of miles came, carrying the terrifying pressure that swept everything, which was a terrifying aura that was enough to crush tens of thousands of troops!

"Meng Tian, ​​I have been preventing my army from moving south for six years. Today is your end. I want to destroy all your 300,000 troops here. With 300,000 troops accompanying you to bury them, you will not waste your life!"

Outside, the violent and fierce voices swept down like rolling waves, with an invincible invincible feeling, which belongs to Maodun Shanyu's invincible self-confidence.

In the military tent, Ying Zheng stepped out. As soon as he went out, he saw a majestic figure above a hundred meters in the void. It was Maodun Shanyu!

A ninth-grade strong man, with the body of Qi, it will be enough to fly in the air for a short time.

At this time, Maodun Shanyu wanted to completely destroy the military spirit of the 300,000 army with such almost miraculous means!

"Your Majesty the Emperor, I didn't expect that Maodun Shanyu had already broken through the ninth rank and came to our army alone and acted wildly!"
Chapter completed!