The First Tyrant of Daxia

The majestic Empress Palace became Qin Yun’s temporary office.

Sandalwood incense rises, braziers burn brightly, and the palace with its flying dragons and dancing phoenixes exudes a sense of majesty.

The envoy arrived.

He was covered in frost and snow and was freezing cold, but there was no sign of displeasure or arrogance on his face.

He had pigtails and a hairy face, and looked quite rough, but his eyes were steady.

Wearing a blue and white cotton coat, he seemed to have a high status in the Turkic community, otherwise he would not have been able to be a "messenger".

With just one glance, Qin Yun knew that Ashina Yuangu attached great importance to this negotiation.

As soon as the Turkic envoy entered, everyone looked at him with all their eyes.

Among them, the military led by Xiao Jian had the most terrifying eyes, like a sharp sword, trying to pierce the heart of Yuangu envoy!

The envoy's mouth twitched and sweat began to appear on his forehead.

He forced himself to remain calm and stepped forward to bow.

"Greetings to the respected Khan,"

"I am Zaha, a lowly person, and I am here on the orders of the Grand Duke to invite Your Majesty to negotiate."

Qin Yun looked down, releasing the majesty of an emperor, but he did not speak.

Zaha's eyes flickered, and he felt as if a mountain was pressing down on his heart. He couldn't raise his head. Under his gaze, he couldn't even breathe smoothly!

Qin Yun suddenly sneered: "Don't try that on me!"

"You keep calling me the Respected Khan. When have you Turks ever taken me seriously?"

Zaha's expression remained unchanged, he smiled, his brown eyes very kind.

"Tian Khan, this is wrong. Our Turkic Khanate has always been full of respect for the Xia Dynasty. The many unpleasant things that have happened over the past year are indeed caused by reasons."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jian and others became furious and shouted.

"What do you mean by everything happens for a reason?!"

"You bastard, I'll chop you down with my sword!"

Seeing this, Zaha remained calm, lowered his head and waited for Qin Yun's attitude, and was not frightened immediately.

Qin Yun's eyes became stern, and he became more cautious about Ashina Yuangu. One of his subordinates was so calm and composed, and he made decisions based on his actions.

Then isn't he even more terrifying?

He waved his hand, asking everyone to stay calm.

Then he said calmly: "Don't bring up those greasy words, I'm tired of hearing them!"

"Things have evolved to this extent, there will be a result!"

Will there be a result?

Zaha's expression suddenly changed, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. What does the Emperor of Daxia mean by this? !

Then, Qin Yun spoke.

"Ashina Yuangu, if you have anything to say, please speak up!"

"I still have a lot of things to do!"

He showed no sign of being in a hurry for this negotiation and tried hard to seize the initiative at the negotiation table.

Zaha narrowed his eyes, his gaze flickered, and he cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, don't you care about General Mule's life or death?"

The expressions of Xiao Jian and others changed. It would be a lie to say that they didn't care!

But Qin Yun had said beforehand that no one was allowed to show any sign of urgency, so they clenched their fists and held back.

The hall was unusually quiet, with only the crackling sound of dry wood burning in the brazier.

"Care, why not care!"

Qin Yun smiled and said, "Mu Le is my adopted son, so of course I care about him."

"But it is the general's duty to die on the battlefield. I will try my best to save him. If I cannot save him, then I will be responsible for helping him to avenge himself."

Zaha stared at Qin Yun intently, but could not see any trace of lying in his eyes.

His heart sank. Could it be that Mu Le's value was not as high as the Turkic leaders estimated?

Soon, he forced a smile that didn't seem to be well-intentioned.

"Your Majesty, before the Grand Duke came here, he specifically told me to make sure to deliver this letter to you."

He took out a letter, which was square and nothing special, but it was written on the Han Chinese rice paper.

Qin Yun's eyes narrowed as he looked at the letter. For some reason, his heart suddenly twitched.

General Feng presented the letter.

He tore it open, taking his time.

In the hall, everyone looked at the letter nervously.

Especially Zaha, his eyes were fixed on Qin Yun.

Suddenly, it was quiet.

Qin Yun looked at the letter without much change in his expression.

But what no one noticed was that his five fingers turned white under the table, leaving five scratches!

The overwhelming rage surged in his chest, making him want to kill someone!

But he bit his back teeth almost to pieces and suppressed his anger!

Tell myself over and over again, a lack of patience can ruin great plans!

That letter was actually written in blood!

The writing was in Mu Le's tone, with very sloppy handwriting and dense bloodstains all over.

Most of the content is asking him for help.

Qin Yun was furious, his eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was broken! !

How could Mu Le, a man of pride who would rather die than surrender, write such a letter!

This was clearly written by Ashina Yuangu who had someone press Mu Le's finger.

Moreover, with so much blood, it was obvious that he had been tortured and suffered unimaginable torture. Otherwise, even if he had bitten his tongue to commit suicide, he would not have been able to write such a humiliating letter for help!

Qin Yun felt heartbroken when he thought of this. This kid had killed so many Turks, and his days after being caught must have been like hell!

It is a luxury to seek death.

He finally kept his cold face.

He looked at Zaha with a hint of joking on his face, "So, what is your motive for showing me this letter?"

"Demonstration, test, or declaration of war?"

"It seems that you are not interested in negotiation. If that's the case, then there is no need to talk. Just kill them all!"

Hearing this, Zaha's heart skipped a beat.

Turn pale.

I secretly thought that something terrible was going to happen!

The original intention was to test how much Qin Yun valued Mu Le and stimulate Qin Yun's eagerness to save his son, but now it seems that he has backfired.

The next second, a death smile appeared on Qin Yun's lips.

"Xiao Jian, go and hide Tizhen's hands for me. I heard there is a Hada Festival on the grassland. Send them to the respected Biga Khan and Grand Duke Yuangu to help cheer us up!"

Upon hearing this, the hall trembled!

All the officials who had followed Qin Yun for many years were shocked. They didn't know what the content of the letter His Majesty had read made him so furious.

It just doesn't show on his face.

Xiao Jian knew that something had changed, so he immediately cooperated and clasped his fists and shouted, "Yes!"

"I will chop that bastard into pieces right now!"

Seeing this, Zaha's scalp exploded!

He ended up making things worse and shot himself in the foot.

"do not want!"

"No, Your Majesty!"

He was panicked. If Tizhen Yehu's hands were chopped off, the blame would be directly thrown on the Khan and the Grand Duke, and the Turks would be divided into north and south!

"Go quickly!" Qin Yun roared, his words were his and his dominance was unparalleled.

"Yes!" Xiao Jian walked quickly out of the hall with resounding footsteps.

Zaha's face turned purple and he knelt down to stop Xiao Jian.

He said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, the Grand Duke wants to negotiate with you, but if you cut off Ye Hu's hands, I'm afraid this negotiation will not be able to proceed."

"Your people are still on the grassland!"

Qin Yun stood up suddenly, full of energy.

He scolded, "Talk about your ancestors! No more!"

"I will chop off Tizhen's head!"