The First Tyrant of Daxia

Finally, Yue Nu sent someone to invite him.

Qin Yun suppressed his excitement, walked out of the Empress' Palace, and prepared to return to his bedroom.

Coincidentally, through the long palace corridor, Mu Le, who was still recovering from his injuries, was seen in a square.

Qin Yun was curious, so he told people not to follow him and walked forward to take a look.

boom!

boom!

Under the moon, Mu Le was seen punching a dead old tree. The tree was thicker than a millstone, but it was shaking constantly!

Blood spurted from Mu Le's fist, but there was no sign of pain on his face.

Wearing a thin white dress, he looks particularly lonely.

Qin Yun frowned deeply. This kid was still blaming himself after all.

He wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say. The consolation was pale. To become a qualified and strong man, he was destined to experience many challenges, pains, and frustrations in his life.

Not long ago, someone told him that Mu Le spoke less and even his hands would tremble when he held a weapon!

Qin Yun thought about it and decided to retreat temporarily, leaving Mu Le alone.

There is a way to make Mu Le regain his confidence and fighting spirit, but there is obviously no such opportunity at the moment. The blood of the Turks must be used as a medicine!

After he left.

Under the moonlight, Mu Le continued to punch tirelessly, punishing himself and trying to forget everything.

at the same time.

The Turks are not feeling well either.

These days, Wangdu has been plagued by controversy!

Tizhen's defeat made the Turks furious, and Ashina Yuangu's negotiations did not achieve the desired results, casting a shadow over the Turks again.

Some people feel worried. Is Daxia so powerful?

How to deal with incendiary bombs?

Some people were so furious that they vowed to attack the Central Plains and avenge Ye Hu.

The atmosphere in the royal capital was even more gloomy.

Ti Zhen was beaten all over by Qin Yun and did not wake up until tonight, but he was also extremely weak, and his entire body was almost wrapped like a mummy!

He woke up from the Buda Palace. His sleepy eyes were not dazed, and his hands were tightly grasping the bed.

The first sentence was: "I...I want revenge!!"

His voice was hoarse and pale, but he used all his strength, as if he were a ghost.

The people gathered here are all high-ranking officials of the Turkic Khanate.

Biga Khan took a deep breath. For the sake of the overall situation, he did not punish Ti Zhen for making such a serious mistake.

He stepped forward and said, "Ye Hu, you should have a good rest."

"The Khanate has its own Khan. Your hatred is the hatred of the Khanate, and it will be avenged sooner or later!"

Ti Zhen's eyes were filled with hatred. He would never forget how he, the great King of the Southern Court of the Turkic people, was stripped naked by Qin Yun, hung up and beaten like a pig or a dog.

Stepping on the head, slapping, etc.... He tried them all!

The humiliation was far greater than the physical injury. He vowed to take revenge on Qin Yun. In his anger, he tore the wound and scarlet blood oozed out.

He also knew that he could not influence the war between the two countries at his current moment.

He turned his head and stared at Yuan Gu, saying hoarsely and fiercely: "Help me to avenge myself, and slaughter all the Han people who are like pigs and dogs. I will chop the Emperor of Daxia to death with my own sword!"

"As long as you help me, I will submit to you and be under you!"

Upon hearing this, the Turkic leaders felt their scalps go numb and they quickly lowered their heads.

The Khan is still here, and saying such things is simply courting death! Could it be that the Grand Duke is higher than the Khan?

Yuan Gu's gloomy and experienced face was speechless. It was no wonder that he suffered such a miserable defeat because of his impulsive behavior!

He immediately bowed and said: "You don't have to submit to me. Above our heads, there stands the same person, the Khan!"

"Your hatred, the hatred of the Turks, will be decided by the Khan."

"Don't put the cart before the horse!"

Biga smiled slightly, his young face showing no dissatisfaction and he didn't care at all.

"Okay, Ye Hu said this because he was anxious at the moment."

"But I am very happy. After this great defeat, the two bravest and most powerful warriors of our Turkic Khanate have finally come together and have a common goal!"

He walked forward and held Yuan Gu and Ti Zhen's hands.

He laughed loudly and said, "Ye Hu, you should take good care of your injuries. The Khan and the Grand Duke will be here for you."

"Don't worry, the iron hoofs of my Turks will soon trample across the Central Plains, capture the Great Xia Emperor alive, and avenge you!"

"But the premise is that we can no longer have two minds and must be sincere and united, otherwise we will be easily separated by people with ulterior motives in the future, which will ruin everything!"

The Turkic leaders and Yuan Gu all looked at Tizhen.

Ti Zhen gritted his teeth, his eyes as big as copper bells were bloodshot, and he said hoarsely, "Okay!"

He clenched Yuan Gu's hand!

A smile appeared on Yuan Gu's lips, deep and calm. It seemed that the disastrous defeat at Siyangyi was not entirely a bad thing. At least it made the Turkic Khanate united as one.

In the eyes of a tyrant like him, this price is not worth it.

As long as we work together, there is nothing to fear from the Great Xia Kingdom!

After a long time, the Turkic military and political ministers dispersed one after another.

Yuan Gu and Picasso walked together in the night, like teacher and student.

"Grand Duke, Ye Hu knows that he has committed an unforgivable mistake and you have saved him. This time he has completely returned to his original intention."

"What do you think Ben Khan should do next?"

Yuan Gu narrowed his eyes and bent slightly: "Khan, I have sent a large number of spies into the Central Plains to gather intelligence on the incendiary bombs."

“It takes patience.”

"Using this time, the Khan can prepare for war!"

Biga's steps suddenly stopped, and he turned back in surprise: "This, so urgent?"

Yuan Gu shook his head gently: "Khan, we can't give Daxia time. Now Xiliang has become a veritable wasteland, dilapidated."

"If Qin Yun wants Xiliang, we will attack Zhongyuan. If he wants Zhongyuan, we will attack Xiliang!"

"In a nutshell, we're taking advantage of his misfortune and making it difficult for him to take care of both sides!"

Biga's eyes narrowed slightly: "Okay, let's do it!"

"I will persuade other small tribes and ministers to agree to this matter and try to reach a consensus in the shortest possible time."

"Grand Duke, remember to explore the secret of incendiary bombs. That's very important!" He said very seriously, his brown eyes full of yearning!

If the Turkic army had incendiary bombs, it would be invincible!

Not to mention Daxia, countries like the Xiongnu could also be involved.

Yuan Gu smiled slightly. He saw a hint of ambition in Biga's eyes and was very pleased.

"Yes, Khan, don't worry."

Biga smiled and said, "With you and Yehu assisting me, I can sleep more peacefully. The Turkic Khanate will prosper, and I will be afraid of no one. I really hope we can do something big soon!"

"..."

The next day, we had lunch.

Qin Yun has sent the talented people he recruited to survey the terrain in places like Laoshan to see where it is easier to produce ore.

Everything is in order.

"Your Majesty, I will be angry if you do this again."

"You can't make a living from this!"

"It's broad daylight, please get down quickly!"

Yue Nu's voice rang out in the bedroom, filled with embarrassment, shame, and anger.

She was really afraid of damaging Qin Yun's body.

"Well……"

Qin Yun didn't answer, but kissed her.

Yue Nu sighed in her heart, her rosy face showing helplessness, but she could do nothing about him, so she hooked her round legs and gently lowered the bed curtain.