The First Tyrant of Daxia

The voice was passionate and extremely inspiring.

Countless soldiers, as if they were crazy, had great trust in Qin Yun and shouted in unison: "Dare, dare, dare!"

"Conquer the Turks!"

"Conquer the Turks!"

Everyone's face was filled with anger and passion, and they kept roaring, one wave after another, shattering the dark clouds over Youzhou City!

Vast and shocking!

This is a portrayal of the entire martial arts arena, and any passionate man will be infected.

Finally, Qin Yun shouted, "Fight!"

From Mu Le to every soldier, everyone knelt on the ground, clenched their fists and leaned them against their chests.

Then a deafening voice rang out: "Your Majesty's holy will!"

A high-intensity cold war that lasted for more than half a month completely collapsed and evolved into a hot war as the Turks took action!

One hundred thousand thunders roared, spreading from Youzhou to Yuzhou in the east.

Two hours later.

The emperor's tent is the highest command post for the war in Youzhou.

"Report!" A hurried voice came from the scout's mouth.

"Gulduo, the vanguard general under Ashina Yuangu, has led 80,000 wolf riders across the border and is heading for Youzhou!"

"Hmph!" A heavy cold snort exploded from the big tent.

That was the first reaction of many generals including Mu Le, He Ya, Yan Zhong, Kou Tianxiong, Chen Qingzhi, Liu Wanshi, and Long Xiao.

The murderous intent was rising! Half of it came from Mu Le.

His eyes were bloodshot, he had been waiting for this day for a long time, and his fists banged loudly.

"Your Majesty, there has never been any talk of avoiding a battle in the Vanguard War!"

"Let me go. Fifty thousand Divine Machine Battalions will be enough. I will definitely take Guerduo's head!"

Upon hearing this, all the generals in the tent remained silent, not because they did not dare, but because they did not want to argue with Mu Le.

Everyone knows that tens of thousands of soldiers from the Shenji Camp died in the war to retake Xiliang, and many of them were skinned alive by the Turks.

As a general of the Shenjiying, Mu Le has never forgotten the blood feud!

Qin Yun certainly understood that Mu Le was very suitable for this kind of "morale war", but he was afraid that he would be reluctant to fight. A war involving hundreds of thousands of people was destined to be a protracted war.

Fighting to the death is like gambling.

How can you gamble on the fate of a country?

Mu Le looked at him pleadingly: "Your Majesty, I know the time to advance and retreat. If you sound the horn, I will withdraw my troops!"

Qin Yun was touched and took a deep breath: "Okay! You lead 50,000 Shenji Battalion and another 30,000 people to fight against Guerduo!"

"My adopted son, in this first battle, how can we have fewer people than the other side?!"

Hearing this, everyone was excited and their eyes brightened!

Mu Le led the army, and when it came to killing and plundering, he was better than anyone else.

"Yes!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"If you lose, I will bring my head to you!" Mu Le roared, his eyes determined!

Qin Yun stood up and shouted: "Come here, beat the drum for Mu Le, and the army will march out of the city to fight Guerduo!"

"Yes!"

There was a loud roar.

Mu Le turned and left to check the troops.

After a while, the sound of war drums banged continuously, deafening.

The 80,000-strong army was like a group of tigers and wolves, raising up billowing dust. Under the leadership of Mu Le, they rushed towards the front line with extreme bloodthirstiness.

This army has a soul and a heritage. The Shenji Camp is determined to destroy the Turks and take revenge!

This battle is extremely eye-catching!

It is an "appetizer" and also a battle about morale.

Since Yuan Gu did not show up, Qin Yun naturally could not show up either.

At this moment, he was standing on the city wall of Youzhou, watching the army march out, with its weapons and horses, and dust flying like a mudslide.

If nothing unexpected happens, in three hours at most, a full-scale war between Daxia and the Turks will begin!

The wind blew his black hair, and his figure became deeper.

Youyou said: "I hope there will be no more wars after the Turkic War. I can no longer guarantee the life and death of these men. I can only do my best to ensure the safety and happiness of the next generation of men."

"To end war with war is a matter for each generation!"

He gently closed his eyes and faced the wind for a long time.

Suddenly, the words from my previous life came to my mind, and I was inspired to write: "The wind rises and the clouds fly, I return home with great power across the country!"

On the city wall, the crowd of generals were all shocked when they heard these words and could not calm down!

Their eyes were all shining brightly, Your Majesty was so majestic and domineering!!

Qin Yun turned around, put his hands behind his back and left, his face calm, no longer looking at the disappeared army.

"Chen Qingzhi, have someone prepare a celebration banquet!"

"Mu Le, you will win!"

The light tone is full of confidence and trust.

How can anyone feel uneasy with such a king?

Everyone was excited: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

"General Mu Le will win, and the Xia army will win!" A huge roar came from the city wall, which lasted for a long time.

Less than three hours.

A plain outside Youzhou, which goes directly to the Turkic steppe in the south, is called Baxia!

Mule's 80,000 men and Guldo's 80,000 men confronted each other with great tacit understanding based on the scouts' reports.

Of course, this is also the tacit understanding between Qin Yun and Ashina Yuangu.

To put it simply, pull it out and test the water first!

The armies of both sides lined up in a row, stretching to the end, with countless black armors and huge flags flying!

The vast battlefield is extremely grim and murderous!

The Turks were tall, dressed in military uniforms, with crazy hatred and aggression in their eyes.

The hatred among the armies such as the Shenjiying was even stronger!

As the saying goes, enemies become jealous of each other when they meet. 160,000 people, without any words or declarations, just went straight into war!

bass!

Mu Le rode his horse and held the spear, looking as heroic as a peerless general!

His eyes were bloodshot and filled with tears.

"Soldiers, follow me and kill all the barbarians!!"

"Revenge for our fallen comrades!"

Miso miso miso!

The Shenji Battalion was the first to draw their swords, which flashed an intimidating light in the sunlight.

Gritting his teeth, he said fiercely: "Revenge, revenge, revenge!!"

The war horses neighed and smoke and dust rose into the sky.

With a loud bang, the earth shook, and 80,000 people charged forward, moving forward like a steel torrent!

The opponent, Guldo, was eight feet tall, with a scar on his face, a thick beard like a black bear, and cold brown eyes like a poisonous snake.

The military uniform cannot hide his terrifying muscles.

He roared wildly: "My men, crush the Shenji Camp!"

"Revenge for Ye Hu!!"

He was brave and wielding a sword, he took the lead and rushed directly towards Mu Le, looking extremely terrifying.

Eighty thousand wolf riders, with scimitars raised, followed him in a mad charge. They were very disciplined, yet also ferocious.

Ti Zhen’s death was used to the extreme by Yuan Gu.

The Shenji Camp also encountered the most powerful opponent since its establishment, the Turkic Wolf Cavalry!

It can be said that they are evenly matched. Both sides are the army of revenge. Even in their rage, they are also the elite of the country and have peerless generals!

Boom!

There was a loud noise like the sky falling and the earth collapsing. 160,000 people crashed into the formation. In an instant, corpses were everywhere and wails could be heard everywhere!

Many war horses could not withstand the horrific impact and were directly knocked into the air, falling heavily and killing a group of people.

"what!!"

Some people were trampled to death and screamed.

Someone had his arm chopped off, blood gushed out, and he made a heart-wrenching cry for help.

Every person who dies will not have a complete body, as they will be crushed to pieces. The melee of 160,000 people is like the end of the world, but you have to know that this is just a clash of the vanguard army!