Through Time Chapter 461

“What?”

Hearing the news, Zhao Lang couldn’t help but frown.

The grassland and Goguryeo were related to his retreat on land and water respectively.

It was not good news if something went wrong at this time.

But after Zhao Lang took all the letters and read them quickly, his face turned a bit odd.

Great changes had indeed occurred in the Grassland and Goguryeo.

The East Hu king on the grassland had asked Boldon for women and pastures, and others had given them.

They just said that they wanted to see the King of Eastern Hu and express their submission.

The King of Eastern Hu, in order to show off his force, actually took a part of the royal court directly to the pasture newly given by the others.

When he saw this, Zhao Lang knew that the other side was definitely finished.

He had only dealt with Boldon a few times though, and to be honest, apart from capturing the other side’s children and the Xiongnu.

There wasn’t much progress.

As for the Huns he had killed, Boldon, who had become a monarch, would not have cared for so little loss.

Of course, he didn’t lose out either.

But the King of the Eastern Hu actually dared to take his men deep into someone else’s territory, Zhao Lang could only say that he was courageous.

Sure enough, upon arriving at the meadow, the King of the Eastern Hu was ambushed and taken out in one fell swoop by Boldon, killing the entire king’s court without leaving a trace.

The entire royal family was also basically slaughtered.

Luckily, they didn’t follow the other side to the royal court and stayed with Doudouer in the Tian Shen tribe, so they escaped.

Now the whole of East Hu was in a mess.

The Huns would not let this moment go by and would definitely attack further.

The situation is extremely critical.

Zhao Lang was not so worried about going to his death and the safety of the Heavenly God Tribe, the backbone of which could be withdrawn back at any time if the Heavenly God Tribe so wished.

At most, it would be a year or so of work for nothing.

It wasn’t a waste of time either, as the hides and furs and other goods that had been looted over the year had long since made up for their consumption.

What’s more, he had left the black powder packets he had made before to die, so it was no problem to save his life.

It was just that Zhao Long was still thinking about whether he could go further.

Zhao Long pondered slightly, then said to Nu that

“Tell to go to hell, save your own people mainly, find the opportunity to seize the leadership of East Hu, fight if you can, or show obedience to Boldon if you can’t.”

As long as his own people were not depleted, those tribesmen Zhao Long could not care about right now.

When they shed their blood for themselves, then only then could they be considered his own people.

As for submitting to Boldon, it was also an option that was not chosen.

Now that Boldon is so powerful, a hard fight is not a good option.

It was important to preserve one’s territory outside.

Once Fubo has produced a large quantity of black powder, together with the crossbows, he will teach these Huns what ‘justice and truth’ means.

As for Goguryeo, it was a false alarm and the news was a bit delayed, after all, it came back through the caravan.

To put it simply, the lord of Goguryeo had died suddenly and the first prince had succeeded him, killing the second prince in the process.

Then now he is recruiting troops and seems to be attacking the Great Qin.

This is a joke.

The Great Qin’s border army should be thanking the gods that they aren’t coming after them.

Zhao Lang had never put this group of people in his eyes, if he really needed to flee one day.

With these 3,000 soldiers of his own, he could show Goguryeo what it means to be your ancestor or your ancestor.

The reason why he looked twice more at the news of Goguryeo was because of the means, the shadow of the Zongheng family was everywhere.

Thinking again of what Ji Wushuang encountered when he collected the remains of the Yan clan before, Zhao Lang already had a guess and said to himself that

“It seems that the Grand Prince took out his own old man and Zhang Li took out his own teacher.”

“Tsk tsk, these two are a perfect match.”

Zhao Lang couldn’t help but shake his head, he despised such people the most, he was now thinking about how to save his cheap old man.

This was the difference in character.

Standing on the moral high ground, Zhao Lang spat at these two people fiercely.

It was also somewhat regrettable that the Zongheng Clan and the Ghost Valley School, which had been illustrious for a while, had ended up like this.

Zhao Long had liked the old man at first.

Of course, he liked the dead old man even more.

Soon, Zhao Lang thought no more about it, looked in the direction of the grasslands and Goguryeo, and led the men onto the ship.

He headed in the direction of the Qi land.

And at that moment, a fast horse also sped off in the direction of the grassland.

Two days later, on the grassland, the Heavenly God Tribe.

In the originally peaceful tribe, nearly three thousand fully equipped tribesmen had gathered, all with extremely solemn expressions.

Others were packing up the tribe, seemingly ready to move.

News had arrived from the royal court that the King of the Eastern Hu had been killed and that the royal court had been badly hit.

Now, the Huns’ army was still attacking.

“Go to hell brother, do we really have to support the King’s Court?”

Erhei looked at the tribesmen who were getting ready properly and felt some reluctance in his heart.

Since the last time, the Heavenly God Tribe had absorbed many small tribes and expanded another big step.

With these three thousand strong tribal riders.

But to go and fight the Huns now, that would be to hit a stone with an egg.

Go to death now, his face sunk like water, and said indifferently that

“We are a tribe of the Eastern Hu and even more a part of the king’s court, now that the king’s court is being attacked, how can we not rescue it?”

Erhei said in a low voice, clacking his lips

“Go to hell brother, you really think of yourself as a Hu, you don’t want to get your brothers into this for Doudouer.”

“This Heavenly God tribe, it’s the family head’s tribe!”

“You might as well wait for the family head’s order.”

“Otherwise, the elite that Xi and I brought with us will not go with you.”

Go to die listened with a stony face; he did have DouDouEr’s influence on his decision to send troops.

But in his heart, he also felt that this was a good time to do justice to the Heavenly God tribe.

After all, though, it was to go to the rescue.

But who rules that a rescue has to be a hard fight with the Huns?

If they couldn’t, they could just retreat back to the Liaodong border.

The Xiongnu would not dare to come.

He was about to say something when a messenger hurriedly ran over and

“A letter from the master of the house!”

Go to hell quickly took the letter into his hands, opened it and read it, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Giving the letter to Erhei, he said that

“An order from the head of the family, read it yourself!”

Erhei read it and then said, extremely dryly, that

“Go to hell brother, since the house master has said that he will listen to you in all cases, Xi and I will naturally listen to you.”

Going to death didn’t mind either, Erhei was just thinking about the family head.

Soon everyone was ready, and Go Dying touched the clay pot placed on the back of his horse, and with a steely face roared that

“Heavenly God Tribe, rescue the King’s Court!”

In the next instant, thousands of Heavenly Gods hors*men, rushed towards the East Hu royal court.

And at that moment, the East Hu Royal Court.

There were traces of blood and fire everywhere.

The formerly noble Eastern Hu nobles were prostrate at the feet of a Hun.

How could they have imagined that, overnight, the Huns would come running.

The royal court fell in a panic.

Boldon looked at the nobles of the Eastern Hu before him and said blandly that

“From now on, you are also the slaves of the Huns!”

The Xiongnu nobles on the ground buried their heads deep into the earth to express their submission.

Only one Hun noble lifted his head and said, fawningly

“Shan Yu, there is another royal daughter, in the tribe of the gods of heaven!”

Hearing the words Heavenly God, Boldon’s expression instantly tightened.