It is generally believed in the academic circles of the secret party that Attila, the leader of the Huns in ancient Eurasia, was the noble first generation of the dragon race, one of the "four great monarchs" and the king of the earth and mountains!
He led the Huns army all the way across the Alps, along the Danube River Basin, and directly invaded Italy.
Known as the "Whip of God", this man used his unparalleled power to dominate the battlefield and once became the number one headache for the European mixed-race secret party at that time.
outside the door,
Chen Xiaoxiao's little hand, which was about to knock on the door, was suddenly pressed down by a force. She turned her head and looked at Fu Nian next to her in confusion.
At this moment, his face was expressionless. Even his eyes were as deep as a deep spring.
Guderian's voice continued in the room.
"According to research and speculation by Dragon Clan historians, the city of Rome was once given to his subordinates as a fiefdom for the King of Earth and Mountains. This is also where his former royal palace was located.
After a long period of change, the king who wielded royal power woke up and summoned his dragon blood descendants to take back his city from human hands and rebuild his dragon empire. Hence the origin of this book.
The beginning of the war."
Guderian held the lecture and stared at Nono who was standing there.
"But in the end, Attila did not realize his ambition. In the end, his battle flag stopped at the city he occupied. And he died mysteriously a year later.
Ask, in what year did Attila die and why?”
Guderian stared at Chen Motong below, with the majesty of a professor in his eyes.
"He died..." Nono glanced at the 'little brothers' in the student union next to her. As long as one of them can know the answer, she can rely on her outstanding ability to perform an extreme reasoning.
In the end, he escaped the disaster as smoothly as before.
But it is a pity that the students in the student union around me all have their own outstanding talents and interests in social interaction, etiquette, various tricks, classical music, and classic martial arts.
Only the brain's attention to memory falls short.
"Died in AD..."
Guderian's face became darker and darker, and it was about to become the last straw before the storm.
boom
boom
boom……
A slightly slower knocking sound sounded outside the door.
Guderian frowned. He didn't like to be disturbed during class, let alone the moment when his anger was about to burst out. This was a direct collision with the muzzle of the gun.
Snapped.
The classroom door was opened.
Two slender and beautiful figures cast two long shadows under the soft sunlight.
There was a burst of sighs in the classroom instantly.
The expected storm did not break out on Guderian, and even the slightest raindrop suddenly turned cloudy and sunny before falling.
The students in the classroom who were waiting for the rainstorm no longer paid attention to the professor's mood.
Everyone's eyes were drawn to the professor's door. It was like a strong magnetic field that absorbed everything around it. Not even a tiny bit of dust would be missed.
More than 90% of the people in the classroom were people who had joined college clubs. Whether it was within the student union or the Lion Heart Club, a name named Fu Nian captured all their interests like a meteorite falling from the sky.
Even last night when Fu Nian's personal information was revealed in the news forum, more than half of them purchased the forum's information.
And by this morning, no one among them didn't know about the S-class freshman named Fu Nian.
But what no one expected was that the man they were looking forward to would appear in their classroom.
And it seems to be late.
"Professor, can we return to our seats?" Seeing Guderian's daze, Chen Xiaoxiao asked proactively.
"Yes, yes, of course." Guderian seemed to be excited by something, and his eyes suddenly shot out a bright light.
After sweeping away the dark clouds that had just stormed, the bright smile seemed to be born this way.
"Just come, just come." Looking at Fu Nian's back as he walked into the aisle, "My tenured professor won't be able to run away if he comes."
Fu Nian felt the gaze behind him inexplicably. The burning feeling could easily make people doubt the sexual orientation of the old man behind him.
I'm quite afraid that he will take advantage of every opportunity.
Fu Nian looked at the girl standing next to Chen Xiaoxiao. He had seen the girl's dazzling red hair before.
There were many people who shot at him in the student union that day, but he really didn't remember a few of them. The girl in front of him was one of them. Not only because the other person had dazzling and unforgettable red hair, but also because the other person shot at him.
His eyes were as calm as an eagle's owl when he fired the gun.
Just like now.
Even if she knows nothing about history, she can face it all calmly and calmly. Just like...
Okay, I can’t make it up anymore.
She is simply used to it.
Fu Nian looked at the wooden carving placed on her table. The carving knife carved the small piece of wood as thick as a finger vividly. It was a lion, but the part that was completely carved was the head part, and the rest
The body is still in an embryonic state of chaos.
"When did Attila die?" Nono looked at Guderian, his red lips twitching slightly.
The sound reached the ears of Chen Xiaoxiao and Fu Nian at extremely low decibels.
"Attila died in 453 AD. But I don't know the cause of her death." Chen Xiaoxiao raised his head casually, but the corners of his mouth twitched very quickly. The two people's movements were tacitly understood and completed in one go.
At this moment, Guderian seemed to have recovered from the ecstasy of being promoted, and his eyes fell on Nono again.
He looked at her expectantly, hoping that her performance would make him feel better. As a professor, he can impart knowledge and skills to students, and he has honor. These are his greatest luxuries now.
"Attila died of chronic poisoning by his wife Honoria." Fu Nian's plain voice sounded from the side.
Nono quickly answered the question.
Guderian looked at her with admiration. A bright mood filled his mouth.
"Yes, the historians of the secret party originally speculated that Attila died of his latest wife, Idiko, who was of Burgundian descent. However, this did not arouse widespread resonance in the mixed-race society at the time, because it was a real
The Dragon King, his terror is almost impossible to be slaughtered by one person.
It was not until the last century that our latest research on unearthed cultural relics in Europe discovered that the real reason for that period of history was most likely that Attila died of chronic poisoning by his wife Honoria.
This is a chemical element extracted from lizard bones. It is combined with pure silver and other three pure metals to refine it into a substance that is harmless to humans but highly toxic to dragons."
Guderian's voice was passionate, and he rarely recounted what he had seen repeatedly in class.