Royal Driver's Expedition.

It's a very exciting, interesting word.

In general, kings who can ride in person are usually more aggressive and adventurous.

This leads to one thing, that is, the imperial driving pro-conquest often becomes synonymous with tragedy, such as Yang Guang's pro-conquest of Goguryeo, such as Fu Jian's pro-conquest of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and Zhu Qizhen's pro-conquest of Warat.

Of course, there are successful examples, but villains are always more memorable, and the so-called good things don't go out and bad things spread thousands of miles because of this.

From Zhao Dan's own point of view, he felt that he was undoubtedly a person who cherished his life.

From this point of view, it seems that Zhao Dan should not engage in any personal conquest, but should honestly sit in the county guard mansion in Yuanyang City, enjoying the wine and food, while waiting for Li Mu and Zhao Kuo to bring him good news and the heads of countless Huns.

This is the safest and least likely to be criticized by anyone.

As a king, he was meant to sit in the center and become a pinnacle, wasn't he?

Even Zhao Dan himself has always thought so, otherwise Zhao Dan should not think of himself as a person who cherishes his life.

But

That's the Huns.

The famous, once so powerful Han Dynasty in history was almost exhausted, and after hundreds of years, it could only defeat and destroy the Xiongnu.

Now that he has the opportunity, how can Zhao Dan not go to see it.

If you want to understand a nation, a nation full of aggression, isn't it the best way to see the Huns on the battlefield with your own eyes?

Of course, maybe all this is just a pretext, or maybe Zhao Dan just wants to see the real battlefield.

But in any case, three hours later, Zhao Dan was still surrounded by seven thousand cavalry, driving the horse under his crotch and slowly walked out of Yuanyang City, and then headed towards the north.

……

The Aries King felt that he might be going to die.

Hunger and thirst raged in the king's body like flames, making his usually tall figure somewhat sluggish.

The Aries King looked left and right, and instead of seeing any trace of an enemy, he saw a sheep.

Perhaps only the gods knew why such a thin-looking sheep had been able to follow the tribe of the Aries King all the way to this place, while many of his stronger people had died on the way.

The Aries King doesn't want to know either.

He jumped off his horse and strode up to the sheep.

The sheep seemed to have no idea what was about to happen.

The Aries King raised the saber in his hand, plunged it into the sheep's neck, and then pulled it out with great force.

Blood poured out of the sheep's neck, and the Aries King pushed his mouth over almost without thinking, and then drank beautifully.

A strong smell of blood lingered in the nose of the Aries King, but the king of the Huns clearly didn't care about it.

He didn't even care that the knife he had used to kill the sheep was stained with the blood of many enemies.

It wasn't until there was a feeling of fullness in his belly that the Aries King raised his head and let go of his hand that was firmly holding the sheep like an iron hoop.

This Aries died at the hands of the Aries King.

After the Aries King raised his head, the first person to come into his sight was none other than one of his most important henchmen.

"How many more people are there?"

"Less than five thousand."

"Who can fight?"

"Less than a thousand."

The Aries King was a little surprised: "So little? ”

Perhaps because there is still blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, the Aries King always feels a little hideous when he speaks.

"The Great King, the army of the Evil King is far more powerful than we imagined."

"Powerful?" The Aries King laughed, his little eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't hide a mocking look.

"The evil king, this bastard, is just colluding with more despicable and shameless bastards, so he was able to defeat me with three times more troops than me, so he will persistently chase me here, in order not to give me a chance to make a comeback. But - who does he think he is? I, the King of Aries, have never been so prone to failure! One day, I will lead countless warriors to break through the royal tent of the Evil King and return all the shame of today to him intact! ”

Everyone didn't speak, they were all looking at the Aries King quietly, this feeling was actually very bad, because what the Aries King needed at the moment was to respond to peace, it was when everyone was united, swore loudly and went into battle to deal with the attack of the Evil King's army, instead of being lifeless, like a walking corpse.

Such a walking corpse may not even think to resist when the enemy's butcher's knife appears in front of him.

This is definitely not good news.

It was at this time that the ground under the feet of the Aries King suddenly shook slightly.

Almost subconsciously, he stepped onto his mount in two steps and looked north.

Miles away, countless billowing clouds of smoke and dust came towards the Aries King.

Another death squad of the queen of the palace has been wiped out, and none of the current Aries king's army can continue to delay the pursuit of the evil king.

The Aries King took a deep breath, only to feel a burning pain in his chest, a burning pain in his nose, and even a hot pain in his stomach that had just drunk the blood of the sheep.

But none of that matters.

The Hun king, whose sideburns were already a little white, raised the scimitar in his hand.

"Prepare to meet the enemy."

No one answered.

"Prepare to meet the enemy!"

Hundreds of scimitars were erected sparsely, like a pile of weeds messy in the wind, ready to be overturned by the violent wind at any moment, and then lay on the ground and bowed their heads, waiting for the judgment of fate.

Sometimes failure doesn't necessarily equal death.

There is only one person who is equal to death if failure equals death, and that is the King of Aries.

Countless evil cavalry came from the north, the turquoise grass was ruthlessly trampled under the feet of the horses' hooves, and then swallowed by billowing smoke and dust, and in front of these evil cavalry, the Aries King led his own soldiers of less than 1,000 soldiers and less than 5,000 people, ready to fight again with this damned pursuer who had been pursuing him for half a month.

The Aries King's eyes were already showing his will to die.

It may be the last battle that symbolizes the existence of the Aries in this world.

If that's the case, then kill a few more evil dog thieves!

The Aries King slowly put down the knife in his hand and picked up the bow and arrow from behind his back.

Seeing that the evil cavalry was coming, the Aries King was about to give the order to release the arrows, when he suddenly felt something, turned his head sharply, and looked south.

There, too, there was a billowing cloud of dust and smoke, coming with an aura that seemed to sweep away all the obstacles of the world.

What's more, in the dust and smoke that rushed to the sky, a huge red flag was flying fiercely in the air, and the golden word "Zhao" on it was extremely conspicuous in the eyes of the Aries King.

For some reason, the Aries King suddenly had an urge to laugh out loud, and even more so to worship the big flag in front of him.

Xianshan, after all, I still found reinforcements!