The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Let them decide for themselves. I won't get involved, lest the emperor brother comes back and scolds me."

Everyone was delighted, because they knew the enemy's deployment in advance!

"Empress Tong Wei is amazing. We admire her!"

Tong Wei curled her red lips and said, "Call me Madam again."

Everyone was stunned and immediately said, "My Lady."

Tong Wei's pretty face regained a heartless smile, and she left with her hands behind her back, leaving behind a sentence: "Don't bother with the people inside, let them suffer until they die."

"You dare to attack the emperor's territory? You are seeking death!"

Everyone was shocked. The person is not dead yet?

At this time, bursts of miserable screams were heard from the Youzhou prison again, and they all felt their scalps go numb.

"quick!"

"Hurry and inform the four generals that Miss Tong Wei has discovered the enemy's deployment through interrogation!"

"..."

Another day later.

Liangxi County, where King Ning Qin Yu is located.

He has always been indifferent to fame and fortune and is fond of poetry. Even when he went to war with the Turks, he was only responsible for food and supplies. But now, for Qin Yun and the people of Daxia, he has gone to the front line of the battlefield!

He covered the bleeding wound on his waist, his face pale, and still yelled at the top of his lungs: "Stop them, stop them!"

"There are still civilians in the city. We can't let the Turks in!"

The soldiers shot arrows and threw stones frantically, but it was still difficult to stop the crazy attack of the Turks. This was just a county town and there were no towering city walls.

Moreover, there were only two thousand soldiers in the palace, and together with the army that transported his grain, there were only five thousand people.

After one night's resistance, less than a thousand people died.

"Your Majesty!"

"Please leave quickly. I will cover your retreat. You are of noble status and nothing can happen to you!" Many soldiers knelt on the ground and pleaded bitterly.

Qin Yu's bloodstained handsome face showed a rare ferocious look, and he kicked the person who was speaking to the ground.

bass!

He drew his sword and shouted, "Don't retreat. I am a prince, the lord of Youzhou. How can I abandon my people and flee?"

"This prince can afford to lose face, but my brother cannot!"

"Fight to the death, the city will be destroyed and the people will die!"

His tough tone and expression actually had a lot of Qin Yun's flavor, it's true that birds of a feather flock together.

Seeing this, many guards looked unhappy, but there was nothing they could do.

suddenly!

The Turks rushed to the top of the city wall and entered like a file.

"The Turks are coming, kill them!"

"Protect the prince!"

Stab it!

Blood splattered as the battle to defend the city quickly turned into a fierce fight on the city walls. Due to the difference in numbers and abilities, the city walls could not be defended in the end.

Qin Yu's face turned slightly pale. Looking at the increasing number of Turkic barbarians, it would be a lie to say he was not afraid, but his eyes suddenly became sharp.

He actually took the initiative to kill. Even those who couldn't wield swords also fought for their country!

puff! !

Blood spurted out and limbs were broken.

what! !

The soldiers were wailing and screaming, the scene on the city walls was extremely tragic, with corpses falling one after another. How could the army transporting grain be a match for the Wolf Cavalry?

Soon, all the thousand men were killed or wounded, and only the remaining two hundred were still fighting to protect Qin Yu and retreat to the corner.

The large number of Turks who rushed up did not seem to be in a hurry to massacre the city. All their eyes were on the noble Qin Yu.

One is pushing, and the other is retreating, which seems extremely serious.

Because there is no way back at the corner of the city wall!

A Turkic deputy general wiped the blood off his face, and his yellow teeth revealed a cruel smile: "Hehe, the younger brother of the Great Xia Emperor!"

"I didn't expect to meet such an important figure as you as soon as I entered the Central Plains. If we cut off your head and gave it to the Emperor of Daxia, would he be furious?!"

"Hahaha!" Countless Turks laughed sarcastically, as if no one was around and were extremely arrogant.

It was as if Qin Yu had already been killed by their swords.

Qin Yu's face turned pale, and he was filled with murderous intent. He rushed forward regardless of the people around him trying to stop him: "Even though I am dead, Da Xia will not perish!"

"My brother will definitely defeat you and conquer the grassland!"

"When the time comes, I will destroy you barbarians!"

The Turkic general sneered, and his scarred face said ruthlessly: "Really?"

"The Emperor of Daxia is almost unable to save himself!"

"Kill me!"

"Leave the head of King Ning to me. I want to cut it off and use it as a wine jug!"

"Bastard!" the soldiers roared angrily. The royal family represented the dignity of Daxia. They rushed forward and started fighting again.

But it's already the last gasp of a spent force and can't change the outcome.

Qin Yu held the sword in his hand, and watched with painful eyes as one soldier after another fell to protect him. His eyes gradually turned red.

He grabbed the shoulder of the guard beside him, his face full of aristocratic blood, and said hoarsely: "Ma Qin, the general trend is determined, Liangxi County is destined to be lost."

"Hurry up and jump off the tower while the chaos is going on. Find a way to escape and tell my brother that I have not brought shame upon him!"

Ma Qin looked at the resolute prince, his heart skipped a beat, and his face turned pale: "Prince, what do you want to do?"

Qin Yu glanced at the Turks who were getting closer and closer, then at the flames rolling around him. With a fierce look in his eyes, he clenched his fists and said, "I can't escape, nor can I die at the hands of the Turks!"

"Otherwise my body will be used by the Turkic barbarians to attack my brother."

“No!” Ma Qin burst into tears, knelt down and hugged Qin Yu’s legs: “I have followed the prince since I was a child, the prince is my relative, I will die with the prince!”

"I will never leave!"

Qin Yu's bloodshot eyes were filled with tears: "Get out!"

"I am a royal noble, do I need to die with you?"

"Get out of here now. If you don't, I will kill you immediately!" He kicked Ma Qin away fiercely. Since they were all going to die, why not give his men a chance to live?

"Everyone run away!" he roared, while there was still a chance.

He picked up the king's sword with great determination, stood on the top of the ruined city, and put it on his own neck, threatening to die, so that his guards would not resist and he could escape.

"Your Highness!" Cries of surprise rang out everywhere, and the few dozen remaining guards all knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

"No, my lord!"

"I will live and die with you, Your Majesty!"

Qin Yu's tears rolled down his cheeks, and he felt extremely sad. He looked at the corpses of another hundred Daxia men lying on the narrow city wall, and he felt extremely heartbroken.

He understood that if he didn't die, his men would not be able to break through, so he gritted his teeth and frowned, as if he had made up his mind!

He took one last look in the direction of Youzhou, one last look at the vast mountains and rivers of the Central Plains, and one last look at the homeland he could never return to. His black hair danced lightly and his eyes were red, but when the city was destroyed, his noble aura was still compelling and he did not lose his composure.

"Goodbye, my brother!"

"Goodbye, Eleventh Brother!"

"Goodbye, Daxia."

"Who says scholars don't have courage? Why should we fear death? Why should we fear that there will be no remains?!"

His will was sublimated to the utmost, his eyes burning with a crazy cruelty. It was a taboo for the Han people to die without a complete body, not to mention that a prince should die with dignity even if he died.

But Qin Yu chose the craziest way. He wanted to jump deep into the fire and burn himself to death!

In this way, the Turks will not be able to get his body, and the Daxia royal family will not have to suffer shame!

"My Lord, don't!!"

The guards yelled in fear, their faces turned pale and they almost suffocated. That was His Majesty's most beloved younger brother, Prince Ning!