The roar was acpanied by the wind at the end of summer and the beginning of autumn.
The hundred thousand soldiers and horses of the Chinese army behind them immediately raised their heads.
"Soldiers in Shengjing, soldiers in Shengjing, annexing Huns..."
The roar of a wave is higher than a wave, and the noise rises, resounding on the earth and reaching into the sky.
For hundreds of years, there has been no unified grassland, and it will soon e.
The northern herdsmen will be unified, and the grasslands will be unified.
He sharpens his sword and points to Shengjing.
In the flying flag, Ryukyu looks around at xuanyuanche.
There was no fluctuation in their eyes, but there was excitement and joy that both of them knew.
Their first step is about to succeed.
The sky is covered with grey clouds, and the clouds fly away with thousands of colors.
When the Hun died, all the soldiers and horses of the Hun had been exhausted.
Shengjing has no one to defend and no general to defend.
Flags fluttered, iron black fluttered and nine days above.
The iron armor gleamed cold in the sun.
300000 North Animal Husbandry Iron Army, stepping on the lush grassland, facing the city.
The walls of the majestic stones stand high in the sky.
Such a brilliant golden light, but brewing a cold luster, thick and atmospheric.
Shengjing, two large seal characters and tall city gate.
This is the capital of the Huns. It has stood on the grassland for 130 years.
At this time, the tall city wall stands, and the gate below is tightly closed.
At the gate of the city, a group of high-ranking officials of Xiongnu stood in a row, wearing all the clothes of Xiongnu Dynasty. Among them, the oldest woman sat high and went up, the Empress Dowager of Xiongnu.
Horse's hoof treads, like the dull thunder in the sky, rumbling.
Ryukyu was in black and iron armour. He was brave and brave. He lived in front of thousands of troops.
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