The First Tyrant of Daxia

Everyone felt cold from head to toe and had no desire to live!

Qin Yu's resolute action shocked the Turks: "Stop him, he wants to burn himself!!"

call out……

Suddenly, an arrow came from the sky and pierced through the throat of the Turkic deputy general with a "pu" sound. Blood kept spurting out of his mouth and his eyes were full of pain.

boom!

The whole person fell to the ground.

The Turks were stunned. Before they could react, there were continuous cold arrows flying through the air, reaping their lives.

Bang bang bang!

At least dozens of bodies fell.

"Your Majesty!!"

In the distance, there were roars. It was a group of cavalrymen rushing madly towards Liangxi County. The leader was Gongsun Zhongmou. When he saw the scene on the city wall, his scalp exploded!

Is that Ning, King Ning?

The entire Xiliang cavalry trembled and turned pale. They were too late...

At this moment, Qin Yu, who was extremely determined at the last moment, jumped into the fire. Although the fire was not big, it was big enough to wrap a person.

Qin Yu had already turned into half a fire man, but he didn't make a sound. The dignity of the royal family and the pride of the prince did not allow him to scream!

"Ah!!" Dozens of guards screamed.

"Firefighting!"

"Reinforcements are coming, put out the fire!"

They rushed towards Qin Yu frantically, using their bodies to help him put out the fire, one after another, like moths to a flame, extremely heroic!

This is the culture and spirit of the Han people, which can never be compared with barbarians!

The cavalry from Xiliang who were rushing over frantically thought that King Ning had been burned to death for his country. Most of them had bloodshot eyes and were filled with murderous intent.

"kill!!"

"Leave no one behind!"

"Revenge for the prince!"

Gongsun Zhongmou roared, goose bumps appeared all over his body, and he completely turned into a butcher.

They couldn't imagine what kind of turmoil the news would cause if it was passed back. The two countries were at war, and the prince died in battle. This was no different from the death of the commander-in-chief.

A massacre began. The Liangxi County was smashed into pieces by the cavalry. Eight thousand Turks were killed and almost all of the original defenders died.

Only a dozen people were left, protecting the dying Qin Yu and successfully waiting for reinforcements.

Youzhou City and its background are full of tragedy and great character!

……

About two days later.

In the chaos inside and outside Youzhou, scouts secretly passed the information to Xiliang, from the Pancheng garrison commander, to the Xiliang governor, and then to Tianlang City...

When I got the note, my scalp went numb and I didn't dare to report it.

Finally, the news was reported to Murong Shunhua layer by layer, and then it stopped.

The entire Tianlang City fell silent.

At night, Qin Yun tossed and turned, feeling as if there was a huge stone in his heart. He couldn't tell why, but he was worried about the war situation in Youzhou and whether the red cannon could be completed in time and in sufficient quantity.

Soft footsteps were heard in the bedroom, accompanied by a unique, faint fragrance.

Qin Yun didn't turn around, knowing who it was: "Shunhua, where have you been?"

Murong Shunhua closed the door. She was obviously very cautious at the moment and found it difficult to speak. Her jade-like face showed a trace of bitterness: "I... I received a secret letter for you."

Qin Yun took a deep breath and sat up: "What secret letter? Show it to me."

Murong didn't dare to hand it over, and said evasively: "Liangxi County was besieged by Ma Lu's troops..."

Qin Yun's eyes suddenly became sharp and he stood up immediately.

Murong immediately said, "Your Majesty, don't worry. Gongsun Zhongmou arrived in time. Eight thousand Turks have been killed. No civilians in the city were injured or killed, but almost all the original defenders were killed in the battle."

Hearing this, his expression flickered, with relief, heaviness, and pain...

There was a long silence.

The bedroom was unusually quiet.

Suddenly, Qin Yun narrowed his eyes: "You are not right today, where is Sixth Brother? How is Sixth Brother?!"

Murong Shunhua pursed her red lips, frowned slightly, and finally chose to speak directly: "When the Sixth Prince's city was captured, in order to prevent his body from being humiliated by the Turks, Your Majesty, he chose to jump into the fire and burn himself..."

"What?!" Qin Yun roared, and rushed out like a lion, his eyes turning red in an instant.

"Your Majesty, the man has been rescued and is not in danger of death. However, the secret letter said that half of the Sixth Prince's body was burned and will be left with scars."

"There's also a small part of the face that's disfigured." Murong Shunhua tried her best to make the words less scary.

Deng Deng Deng!

Qin Yun staggered back three steps as if struck by lightning. Murong hurriedly supported him and said worriedly, "Your Majesty, take care of yourself."

His eyes were red and tears were flowing out, his ears were buzzing, and he could not hear anything around him.

The two have a deep brotherly bond. Qin Yu's injury is his injury, and he is in pain too!

Qin Yu is fond of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. He is a typical idle prince. He is also extremely proud and cares about his appearance. Wouldn't it be the end of him if he was disfigured?

When he thought of his own brother being forced to commit self-immolation and die for his country, he felt sad, and then his forehead was filled with anger!

His eyes gradually turned bloodshot, veins exposed, and he gnashed his teeth like a devil and growled: "Tell Gongsun Zhongmou that I want Turkic Ma Lu dead!"

"I want him to die, to die without a complete body, to be reduced to ashes, at any cost!!"

Seeing him in a trance and in pain, Murong Shunhua, no matter how good her mood was, had her eyes blurred by tears and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes!"

"I will send someone to notify you in a moment, please don't be angry."

Qin Yun roared: "Go quickly!!"

Murong Shunhua was also frightened and felt very distressed. She let go of him worriedly and hurried to inform her subordinates, not daring to provoke Qin Yun again.

"Somebody come!"

He held onto the table and growled!

The Jinyiwei flashed in, knelt down and said, "Your Majesty!"

"Quickly notify the imperial capital and let Doctor Sun go to the place where Sixth Brother is recuperating. No matter what, save him and don't let him be disfigured. If he can cure Shengnan, he can cure Sixth Brother!" Qin Yun gritted his teeth.

"Yes!" The Jinyiwei took the order and immediately disappeared into the night.

Qin Yun found it hard to accept such a result. He sat down on the stool with a thud, feeling somewhat powerless and somewhat self-blaming.

Soon Murong Shunhua rushed in again, her beautiful face full of worry: "Your Majesty, don't worry, there won't be any big problems."

Qin Yun hugged her tightly, using all his strength, and buried his head in her arms, seeking warmth.

Murong Shunhua felt extremely distressed, and kept stroking his back, as if to comfort Tianyao, muttering: "Your Majesty, it will be fine, it will be fine."

a long time!

Qin Yun regained his composure, but his eyes were so cold that it seemed as if he wanted to eat someone.

The blood feud with the Turks has been further deepened. There is no room for tact. Hundreds of thousands of people will have to pay the price in the future!

"Your Majesty, where are you going?"

"Deep in the Protectorate, I will personally supervise the forging of the red cannon. When it is completed, I will massacre the Turkic army!" Qin Yun's voice was like cold iron, and he strode into the night.

Murong Shunhua took a step forward and hurried to catch up. Her appearance and personality changed with Qin Yun.

When Qin Yun encounters a crisis, she is the cold and murderous master; when Qin Yun is in pain, she is a gentle wife; when Qin Yun's mind is at a standstill, she is a tigress.