The Qin army's arrow formation is famous all over the world.

It can be used against the Huns, and the arrow formation has a very small effect and can only be used for defense at most.

There are two historical statements in Qin Shihuang's construction of the Great Wall to resist the Huns. One is to reduce the pressure on guarding the border and extract remaining strength to deal with Baiyue, and the other is to "the one who destroyed Qin, Hu."

The so-called Hu, the one who destroyed Qin, was just a fairy's words that fooled Qin Shihuang.

Qin Shihuang was obsessed with becoming an immortal at that time, so he believed this, thinking that Hu was referring to the Huns in the north, and he spent the efforts of the people to build the Great Wall and resist the Huns.

However, the Qin Dynasty in history still perished. From the perspective of consequence, perhaps Hu refers not to the Xiongnu, but to the Hu Hai of the Qin II.

However, for any reason, the construction of the Great Wall is very meaningful in history.

It is precisely because of this great project that Chinese civilization has not been trampled on by barbarians.

Although Zhao Kun saved the fate of the Qin Dynasty, the Huns' growth and strength cannot be ignored.

The so-called "to defend against foreign countries" must first settle the internal situation. This internal problem is solved. External problems must naturally be solved.

Fortunately, Zhao Kun had a plan to deal with the Huns, so he was full of confidence in this battle.

"My generals, the order has been issued. You all go and do your own business!"

Zhao Kun returned to his seat from the map and waved his hands at the generals with a smile.

The generals looked at each other and looked at each other in a row.

It seemed to be incredible to Zhao Kun’s order just now, but the military orders were like mountains. Even though they were a little ignorant, they still responded respectfully.

After the generals left, Zhao Kun looked at Ying Zheng, then looked at Han Xin, and then shouted outside the door: "Let Amino come in!"

"promise."

A promise was made outside the door.

Soon, Aminu, who had been washing up and clean, slowly walked into the military tent and saluted Zhao Kun: "Aminu, a native of Dayuan, has seen the prince's world!"

"Haha, I learned this gift very well."

Zhao Kun smiled, then raised his hand to point at Ying Zheng, and introduced: "This is my father, Emperor Qin."

"ah?"

Amino didn't expect that his specifications were so high that even the emperor met him in person, and he couldn't help but panic for a moment.

"My minister, Aminu, pay homage to His Majesty the Emperor!"

As Aminu said, she knelt down directly, which made Ying Zheng and Zhao Kun stunned.

However, Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Don't give me a gift, I'll be calm."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Aminu got up respectfully, without even slapping the dust on her body, she lowered her head and did not dare to speak.

This is, Zhao Kun asked with some amusement, "How are you sleeping?"

"It's still...it's fine."

Aminu hesitated for a moment, immediately made a bad gesture and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for understanding."

"It's okay." Zhao Kun waved his hand: "We are friends. Although it was a transaction before, you brought me BMW and seeds. I am very grateful to you."

"BMW and seeds?"

Ying Zheng was stunned and looked at Zhao Kun in confusion.

Zhao Kun laughed and said with a hint: "It's the sweat-blooded BMW I told my father before, as well as cucumbers and grape seeds."

"Oh?" Ying Zheng suddenly became interested when he heard this: "Take me there and have a look."

"good."

Zhao Kun nodded, and then Aminu said, "Aminu, come and lead the way!"

"I wish to serve you."

Amino suddenly became more polite and thoughtful, which made Zhao Kun and Han Xin a little uncomfortable, but Ying Zheng's impression of this Dayuan man had changed.

Not long after, Zhao Kun and the other two arrived at the exclusive horse farm of the Sweat-Brother BMW.

"All these are sweat and blood?" Ying Zheng asked.

Aminu nodded: "It's a sweaty horse."

"So many sweats and blood horses!"

Ying Zheng was already a little expectant, but now he was even more surprised: "There are more sweaty and blood horses raised in Shanglinyuan, and the horse breeds are also good."

"The father knew all the horse breeds. It seems that he knew the functions of these horses without the need for a son to introduce them."

"Hahaha."

Ying Zheng laughed for a while and said, "I, Daqin, also from a horse-herding family, have a knowledge of horses that is no less than that of a foreign race. It's just that good ones are really hard to find."

As he said that, Ying Zheng's eyes lit up and suddenly he found a dazzling presence in the herd of horses.

"Kun'er, my father has never given you a suitable gift. How about picking a horse for you today?"

"The Father has a good trick to borrow flowers to offer Buddha!"

"Hahaha!"

Ying Zheng laughed again, thinking that this kid is indeed the source of my happiness.

However, he did want to give Zhao Kun a gift, but he didn't find the right one. Now he saw so many good horses, which was just right.

"You just want your father to pick up horses for you?"

"want!"

Zhao Kun replied without thinking.

The horses that the First Emperor personally picked are fools whoever wants them.

Just as Zhao Kun finished speaking, Ying Zheng walked forward with a smile and came to the horse farm.

Zhao Kun and the other two looked at him quietly until he came over with a horse, and the three of them showed a surprised expression.

"Kun'er, come and see, how about this horse?"

Ying Zheng walked closer and raised the horse rope in his hand towards Zhao Kun.

Zhao Kun tilted his head and looked at Aminu. Aminu smiled embarrassedly and whispered: "That is indeed the best horse."

"Why isn't it a white horse?" Han Xin asked in confusion.

He just now was the same as Zhao Kun, and he was thinking about the white horse.

But I heard Aminu say, "Although the white horse looks good, it cannot travel thousands of miles a day. In other words, it has no endurance, and it is still a mare!"

"Mare?"

Han Xin and Zhao Kun subconsciously looked at each other, then separated their eyes awkwardly and came to Ying Zheng.

"How did the father fall in love with this horse at first glance?" Zhao Kun tilted his head and looked curious.

Ying Zheng smiled and said, "A good horse has three characteristics: first, keenness, second, horse hoof, third, diet."

"When I pay attention to it, this horse was also paying attention to me, which means it was very alert. Such a horse will protect it in times of crisis."

"Looking at his horse's hooves, which are evenly thick and strong, means that they are good at running. Besides, they eat more finer than other horses, means that they are very smart."

"The above three points are enough to prove that it is a good horse."

Speaking of this, Ying Zheng stroked his beard with a smile.

Aminu, who was beside him, immediately complimented: "Everything that Emperor Majesty said is polite, this horse is indeed a real horse."

"Since it's a good horse, then there's more father."

Zhao Kun nodded with a smile, then walked to the horse and touched its hair.

Suddenly, I realized that this horse could actually sense that he was his future master, and subconsciously bowed his head and rubbed against Zhao Kun.

"It's interesting." Zhao Kun grinned and said, "It's worthy of being the legendary Qianli Horse."

"Do you want to ride on it? How many laps?"

"Okay. Father will accompany me."

As he said that, the father and son came to the school grounds one by one.

Ying Zheng did not choose a sweat-blooded BMW horse, but used the Central Plains horse.

He wanted to see the difference between these Central Plains horses and sweat-blooded BMWs.

After two laps, the sweaty horse came first. Although it was not a real competition, the ability of the sweaty horse was indeed what everyone expected.

Although Ying Zheng and Zhao Kun are still galloping, the final result is no longer suspense.

Han Xin was very satisfied with the performance of the sweat-blooded BMW, so he clapped and said: "It's indeed a good horse. If it weren't for the limited venue, I'm afraid it's more than two horses ahead."

"The horses riding by the Huns came and went like the wind, and the sweat-blooded BMWs were faster than them."
To be continued...