All the Hun cavalry slowly began to retreat.

Meng Tian looked at the thousands of Hun cavalry outside the Great Wall and frowned slightly.

"When did these Huns become so brave?"

"I thought that old guy Touman would die in the bed, but I didn't expect that he would dare to send troops."

"Hmph, these Huns are just in need of a blow!"

Zhao Lang returned at this time,

"General, the leader this time is probably not Touman, but Maodun."

"Maoton?"

Meng Tian couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't know this person.

Zhao Lang nodded,

"The last general defeated it before was this man's tribe. He was the son of Touman Shanyu. Now it seems that he is in power in the Huns."

Hearing this, Meng Tian's expression became slightly solemn.

The people in power of the Huns changed.

This is extremely important information.

"General, why not take the opportunity to defeat these Huns at this time!"

Zhao Lang looked at Maodun's direction of retreating and said greedily.

Meng Tian smiled and patted Zhao Lang, and said unhappy.

"Do you really think the Huns will be unprepared?"

Although the Qin army also had cavalry present.

But the amount is not large, and the external information is not very clear.

You won’t go out of the battle rashly, otherwise it will be a big deal if you get caught in an ambush.

It would be better to let the cavalry enter Yunzhong County and surround the Hun cavalry who were about to enter Yunzhong County.

Of course Zhao Lang knew, but he was just reluctant.

"Okay, don't look at it. They won't do anything within a year."

"I will report to Your Majesty. If their royal court dares to move forward in the spring of next year, I will uproot them this time!"

Meng Tian said with great confidence.

He has not lost since he fought with the Huns.

I am completely confident to say this!

"The General is mighty!"

Zhao Lang looked at Meng Tian, ​​who was full of energy, and responded, but felt a little regretful in his heart.

Who would have thought that in two years, Meng Tian would end up committing suicide?

It's not worth it to be a good general to defend the border.

Whether it is for his great cause of rebellion or for the sake of the whole world, he must save Meng Tian.

While thinking, Zhao Lang walked down with Meng Tian and prepared to return to the military camp.

Back in the camp, Fusu, Gao, and Hu Hai also followed.

Meng Tian waited for a few people to arrive before starting to make arrangements for the response, which was also teaching the few people.

Although Zhao Lang was a little strange about Su He Gao being transferred away by Meng Tian.

But I didn't go into it in depth.

After all, the entire Hundreds were drawn.

Soon, after making the response arrangements.

Zhao Lang deliberately found a topic and said that

"General, I wonder if there will be a prince coming in frontier places like ours?"

Zhao Lang only remembered that Fusu was sent to the border, but he didn't remember when it was.

Before Zhao Lang finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire tent suddenly became stern.

Fusu, Gao, and Hu Hai all looked at Zhao Lang suddenly.

Meng Tian's body also tightened. She silently looked at Zhao Lang and said calmly.

"How noble is the prince? How could he come to such a bitter and cold place?"

Zhao Lang nodded. Maybe it was not yet time, so he wanted to ask something.

Meng Tian smiled and arrived first.

"Why did you suddenly ask this? It's not a good thing to talk about the royal family in private."

Zhao Lang hurried back,

"General, I just have a lot of respect for the royal family and want to see the princes' heroic posture."

"They must be all talented, so they yearn for it and have no other intentions."

Hearing this, Fusu, Gao, and Hu Hai's eyes lit up slightly.

They were always suppressed by Zhao Lang, but they didn't expect that they could hear such words from each other.

It turns out that in the other party's heart, he respects himself so much.

There is inevitably a hint of complacency in my heart.

This feeling of hiding identity but being praised in person is very wonderful.

The joy on Hu Hai's face could not be hidden.

Meng Tian looked at Zhao Lang with a complicated expression and said,

"You're right, the royal family is indeed a talented person."

In an instant, Fusu and his men's eyes became brighter!

Several people were guessing who Meng Tian was talking about.

Zhao Lang nodded with a smile,

"If there are any royal children to the frontier, I hope the general will recommend it to me."

However, Zhao Lang thought in his mind that the person who would come here would be Fusu.

It's good for him to save Meng Tian.

As for Fusu, just die.

Fusu is not dead, and according to Meng Tian's loyal nature, he probably won't be able to bring people to rebel against him.

And if Fusu refuses to die, he will not say that he will help the other party at that time.

At this time, Fusu, who was still secretly happy, suddenly felt a chill on his back and muttered in his heart,

"It's getting colder?"

Meng Tian agreed to Zhao Lang's request with a complicated expression, and then separated.

They also have military affairs to do.

But when he left, Zhao Lang was a little confused. Su and Gao were both sick.

He looked at him deeply.

I was afraid that these two people would have something to do, so I found an opportunity to ask privately.

But he didn't say anything.

Following him, Hai was even more excited, and he looked like he was constipated when he looked at him several times.

Zhao Lang said impatiently,

"If you have a fart, just let it go! If you are slapping, I will throw you out!"

After being scolded, Hai calmed down instead, but he looked at Zhao Lang meaningfully and said with a little emotion.

"Prodigal son...Brother, sometimes, you can't say too much, otherwise it will be easy to slap yourself in the face."

Zhao Lang would not listen to the other party's misty words, and said coldly.

"You don't have to sleep tonight, just stay outside."

If you are usually punished, Hai will definitely cry, make trouble, and be sloppy.

But this time, the other party just showed a faint smile, with a little bit of maturity, and once again meaningfully,

"Brother Prodigal, it's just for you to stay overnight, it doesn't matter."
To be continued...