The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun frowned, glared at the Jinyiwei who broke in, and said calmly: "Don't get excited, I won't kill you, nor will I embarrass you."

"I'm not asking you to help me, but I want you to help the people of the world and the Chinese who are fighting the Turks on the front line."

Jiang Tie snorted coldly: "That sounds nice!"

"How can a blacksmith like me shoulder the heavy responsibility of the world?"

"No need to say more, I won't help you, there's only one head, you can take it!"

Nie Tu was so anxious that he was sweating coldly. He wanted to persuade him, but was pushed away by the angry Nie Tu.

Qin Yun took a deep breath: "You don't believe it?"

Jiang Tie roared angrily, his beard trembling: "Of course I don't believe it! Even if you work hard to benefit the world now, I will not be grateful to you!"

"I only know that you killed my entire family. I only know that the current war is also caused by you, the emperor's ministers."

"If you were not so incompetent at the beginning, how could the Turks attack the Central Plains, and how could there be mountains of corpses and seas of blood?"

Hearing this, everyone fell silent. Actually, what he said made sense.

Qin Yun did not quibble, but stepped forward like an ordinary person and said: "The big mistake has been made, so can't it be solved?"

"If Youzhou City is destroyed, do you know how many people will die?"

Jiang Tie snorted coldly: "What does it have to do with me?"

"That's your business, not mine!"

Qin Yun frowned: "You come with me to two places. After you go there, if you are still unwilling to take action, then I will not embarrass you. How about that?"

Jiang Tie was like a bull with hair on his back, staring at him and asking, "Why should I go?"

Nie Tu looked embarrassed and begged, "Jiang Tie, just think of it as returning a favor to me and go with His Majesty to have a look. I didn't say that I must have your help."

Hearing this, Jiang Tie's eyes flickered. He was a kind-hearted man and immediately thought that if he went too far, Nie Tu might be implicated.

If things go wrong, Nie Tu might also be killed.

After all, she had been kind to him, and they were also his only friend regardless of age difference, so he couldn't bear it.

Gritting his teeth, he looked at Qin Yun and said, "If I go with you, will you let me go and not implicate Nie Tu?"

Qin Yun nodded: "That's right, I swear in the name of the emperor that if you regret it, you will not die a good death!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the private room was startled.

Jiang Tie's face relaxed, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists: "Okay, I'll go with you!"

"Brother Jiang, thank you very much." Nie Tu bowed.

"Hmph!" Jiang Tie snorted coldly, pushed him away and left the private room.

Nie Tu was embarrassed and looked guilty. Qin Yun stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "I will take care of it, don't worry."

Then, everyone walked out of the restaurant, leaving their food untouched.

In the first place, Qin Yun took Jiang Tie to the depths of the Protectorate, where he made an appearance of the red cannon and fired another shot.

The terrifying explosion and its power left Jiang Tie stunned and unable to recover for a long time.

He had never seen much of the world, but even a fool could see that once this thing was pulled out to fight against the Turks, it would definitely be a devastating sweep, and it could be called a magical weapon of gods and demons!

Qin Yun then had the red cannon disassembled and let Jiang Tie watch it on the spot. It turned out that this thing was really related to his expertise.

Due to lack of accuracy, the attack range is less than two hundred meters.

Qin Yun explained it himself and explained how serious it was. Jiang Tie's face was stiff, but he kept his ears open. He was completely shocked by this incident.

Then, after leaving the Protectorate, Qin Yun rode his horse and took him to another place.

Xiliang, wounded soldiers camp.

Because the war in Youzhou continued to escalate, resulting in more and more wounded soldiers who were unable to get treatment in a safe environment, Qin Yun had earlier designated Pancheng and other cities in Youzhou as the second line to specifically accommodate the wounded soldiers on the front line.

Everywhere you look, it's all white.

Countless pieces of mourning cloth were fluttering in the air. These were things that only appear after a person dies. They were so numerous that the atmosphere among the wounded and sick was extremely depressing.

Qin Yun led Jiang Tie deeper into the cave, and the sounds of screaming, shouting, and even crying for their parents were endless.

awful!

So miserable!

Some were blinded, some had their legs crushed by war horses, and some had their arms chopped off by the Turks. Everywhere you look, there is human tragedy.

Most of them are still young people, between 18 and 28 years old, and have become disabled in the process of defending their country.

Qin Yun didn't say anything, but watched quietly with Jiang Tiean.

Along the way, the Jinyiwei had red eyes, Murong Shunhua had red eyes, and even a living fossil-level existence like Old Feng felt uncomfortable.

At the end, there were no more wounded soldiers, no military tents, only green mountains with white smoke billowing and countless graves.

How shocking it is to see the paper money fluttering in the air.

People are all made of flesh and blood, and an honest man like Jiang Tie is no exception. He was low-key and speechless, and did not shout or scream in such a place.

Qin Yun put his hands behind his back, looked at the green mountains and white smoke with a deep expression, and said faintly: "There are more than 12,000 loyal bones buried there. They are all the direct troops I brought from the imperial capital."

"But this is just the tip of the iceberg. Since the war with the Turks began, according to incomplete statistics, at least 100,000 people have died in the Youzhou battlefield alone."

"It's impossible to count the number of wounded soldiers. What you saw along the way just now is just a small number."

"I am indeed responsible for the expansion and growth of the Turks, but it is impossible for great powers to stop fighting each other, and the Turks' invasion is inevitable."

"And the only way to avoid the destruction of lives is to defeat the Turks. No!"

Qin Yun's expression suddenly became sharp: "Not only do we want to defeat them, we also want to make them lose their country. All military and political figures will be killed one by one!"

Jiang Tie's face was stiff: "That's just your ambition!"

"Ambition?" Qin Yun sneered: "If I don't do this, the Han people in the Central Plains will have to wait to be enslaved, oppressed, and slaughtered like two-horned sheep!"

"You live in Xiliang, so close, I don't believe you haven't seen it!"

Jiang Tie's expression changed slightly. The name of two-horned sheep reminded him of many things.

"Only one of us can stand between me and the Turkic Khan! Otherwise, the war will continue ten years later, a hundred years later! The Turkic Khan is so powerful that I am already stretched to the limit and cannot counterattack at all."

"The Red Cannon is the only hope!"

"But you are the only one who can perfect the Red Cannon!"

Qin Yun spoke loudly, staring into his eyes: "I don't need you to be loyal to the court. I am indeed ashamed of you, but do you just want to watch the battlefield continue endlessly?"

"I can defend the country even without the red cannon, but the problem is that the soldiers will keep dying!"

These words are all true, of course Qin Yun also wants to play the emotional card.

Jiang Tie hesitated, even in a daze. He had never thought that a mere blacksmith like him could be the key to determining the fate of the common people.

But the deep blood feud made it impossible for him to accept Qin Yun.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I am just a nobody, not as ambitious as those officials in the court. Sorry, I refuse to help!"

He finished speaking stiffly, resistance flashing in his eyes.

Seeing this, Qin Yun was at a loss for words. With Jiang Tie's personality, he couldn't convince him, so threatening him was useless.

"Forget it, go away." He said softly, a little disappointed.

Jiang Tie's face was stiff, and he was about to leave by avoiding everyone. He had a selfish motive, which was to take revenge on Qin Yun and make him know the pain!

This can be considered revenge.