The iron black flag of the northern shepherd King danced with the wind behind her, bringing a majesty.

After the king's flag, the general, Kuo, followed Ryukyu closely.

By their side, Han Fei, tobim and Kuo Baal are marching in line with them.

Behind him is xuanyuanche, Qiuwen, Yanhu, and other close guards.

After them, in the display of the banners, the cavalry came with great power.

Step forward and step into the hearts of all Hun subjects.

It was the northern shepherd who couldn't see his head at a glance.

The sky is as blue as the ocean without any clouds.

The golden sun from the sky, cast on the current Ryukyu, with all the majesty and fighting.

Raise eyebrows and look coldly at the Hun empress.

As soon as Ryukyu waves his hand, the soldiers behind him stop immediately and wait for him.

Two eyes are opposite, one is domineering, the other is defeated miserably.

Looking at the pale face of the Hun empress, Ryukyu said one by one: "if you descend, one will not kill, and benevolent government is waiting for you.

If we fight, we will slaughter the city with blood. "

The cold words resounded in front of the Hun King City. Even the hot sun in the sky could not shake away the coldness and killing.

When the voice fell, the remaining literati of the Huns, who lived high above the wall of the King City, all fought a cold war.

Blood washing slaughterhouse, the murderer in front of her can do it. It's not a fake that she is cold and killed. She will kill the city.

His body trembled slightly, but he tried to keep it stable.

The Hun empress looked at Ryukyu and took a deep breath: "surrender, is it true that one doesn't kill? Benevolent government to the people of Huns? "

Ryukue looked at the empress: "since then, I have no Xiongnu but the northern herdsman in the grassland."

As soon as this firm words were uttered, the face of the Hun empress dowager became more and more pale.