The First Tyrant of Daxia

Originally, it would take only half a day to reach the designated location, but these eighty-eight red cannons were too large and seriously slowed down the army's progress.

In particular, it cannot go in a straight line and can only go around the official road. This is also the fatal flaw of the red cannon, making it very difficult to transport!

In addition, there was a heavy rain near Youzhou, the roads were muddy, and the soldiers had difficulty walking.

Qin Yun jumped off his horse, looking anxious: "Hurry up, work harder, the brothers on the front line are still waiting for us to save them!"

He personally helped push the red cannon, and his brocade robe was covered in mud.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

"Your Majesty, we can push it, but you..."

Qin Yun's veins were exposed, and even his facial features were straining. He shouted, "Shut up!!"

"Everyone listen to my command and push the cannons out of the mud!"

The emperor himself came down to push the cart, so why shouldn’t they work hard? They all cheered up and shouted, “Yes!”

Qin Yun shouted: "One, two, three! Use force!"

creak!

With the efforts of dozens of people, the red cannon that was stuck deep in the mud loosened up a little.

"Push harder! One, two, three!" Qin Yun shouted, his legs already stuck in the mud.

Click, click, click!

boom!

The red cannon was pushed out of the muddy pit by everyone's concerted efforts, and the eighty-seven red cannons behind it followed suit and pushed at full speed.

The roar of "one, two, three" was deafening, and everyone put in all their efforts, wanting to rescue their brothers in Youzhou as soon as possible.

Soon, all the red cannons were on the road again.

When they arrived at Pancheng, all the artillery shells were loaded in advance. As Qin Yun's large army began to head towards Youzhou, even in Pancheng, they could see the billowing smoke at the end of the horizon from afar.

Pancheng added another 3,000 people to transport ammunition, and the total number of troops reached 15,000.

"Report!"

A scout tumbled and fell into the ground, crying loudly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the east gate of Youzhou City has been breached!"

"The Turkic army is rushing into Youzhou City frantically. The situation is not good!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone was shocked and their faces gradually turned pale.

"What did you say?!" Qin Yun shouted.

The scout cried, "Your Majesty, it's true. I saw it with my own eyes. Now the vanguard troops led by Akins have begun to enter the city and fight with the Tiger Guards for control."

"It seems that the soldiers can no longer hold on and are unable to resist the Turks' frenzied advance into the city."

"North Gate and West Gate can't even provide support and are still fighting hard, with countless casualties. It's tragic!"

Qin Yun's heart sank to the bottom. If the Turks entered the city, it would truly be the end of the world.

"Your Majesty!" Ping Jianlou and others exclaimed, looking nervous.

At this time, Feng Lao, who had explored the way ahead, also used Qinggong to quickly return here, with a solemn expression: "Your Majesty, the location has been surveyed, Pingyi County is empty, we can approach the battlefield from there and surprise the Turks!"

Hearing this, Qin Yun's eyes focused and burst out with a hint of ruthlessness.

"Mr. Feng, you must quickly enter the city while the chaos is going on, and tell Mu Le and the others to hold out in the street fighting for another day, and not let the Turkic army enter the city!"

"I'll be there soon!"

Mr. Feng looked solemn and nodded heavily: "Yes!"

Then he almost teleported away from the spot at a speed that was astonishing. He was totally not a normal person.

Then, Qin Yun looked at the more than 10,000 artillery troops and shouted, "Pass on my order, advance at full speed!"

"Go through Pingyi County, arrive at the Youzhou battlefield, and smash the Turks!"

More than 10,000 people were frantic, their eyes red in the extremely urgent situation: "Smash the Turks, smash the Turks!!"

This time, the artillery army advanced at full speed, and everyone began to panic. After all, Youzhou City had been broken, and if they arrived any later, the cannons would have no place to fire.

Youzhou City, a city drowned in screams.

The ruined earth hid countless skeletons, the mottled city gate was crumbling, and countless corpses of the Xia army fell at the entrance of the east gate.

The city gates here have been opened, and a steady stream of Turks are pouring in, led by Akins, the strongest Turkic general.

The wolf cavalry he led was invincible. They snatched the gate from the Xia army and occupied a 500-meter street ahead.

"Kill, stop them!"

"General Mu, General He, we'll be there soon!" Someone roared, threw himself into the black steel torrent, and hugged the Turks to die together.

There was flames of war and countless blood was shed.

The narrow street was crowded with people. A Turkic chariot actually drove in and kept crushing the corpses of Xia’s army.

The main and deputy generals of the east gate fell one by one, and then another took his place, but almost all of them were carried away. There was no way to stop Akins's bulldozer-like advance.

boom!

Akins killed seven Xia soldiers in a row. His Fang Tian Hua Ji was extremely terrifying, and he screamed wildly in blood: "Is this all you Xia soldiers are capable of?"

"Without the city, you are just lambs to be slaughtered. After months of fighting, you must pay the price!"

"Boys, kill!"

"The Grand Duke's order: Massacre the city!!"

Stab it!

puff!

The fighting was brutal, and the Turks screamed, "Massacre the city, massacre the city!"

It seemed that this section of the street was about to collapse again. If it was lost again, the Turks could enter the main road and start wreaking havoc.

The north gate and the west gate are both undefended, so Akins's men can go straight for the city gates.

Once the three gates are opened, 200,000 Turks will be able to enter the city.

There was the sound of stampeding horses, and behind the Xia army, which was already retreating step by step, a silver-white warrior reined in his horse and charged, leaping over the army and diving into the black mass of tens of thousands of barbarians.

Boom!

He charges into the enemy camp alone, with a million soldiers behind him!

"Kill all your ancestors for eighteen generations!"

"die!!"

Mu Le roared and swung his tiger-head spear. The Turks vomited blood and flew into the sky, causing the ground to crack.

"General Mu!"

"General Mu is here, brothers, hold on!"

"Fight back!" The soldiers regained their confidence and began to attack actively again.

Mu Le was too cruel. He acted alone and killed thousands of Turks, forcing them to retreat.

He specifically targeted the Turkic commanders and killed them. All the centurions with different armors died tragically under his tiger-head spear. Almost every strike of the spear left a bloody hole.

"Mu Le!!" From afar, Akins let out a deathly cold snort. The only injury in his life was from Mu Le's sneak attack. How could he tolerate this?

"Today, no one will save you!"

The BMW under him neighed like a gust of black wind, galloping through the chaotic army. His Fang Tian Hua Ji dragged on the ground, sparks flying.

Akins was too wild, with an indescribable wild temperament. The golden-threaded whip was shaking, as if he was a natural god of war. His eyes were filled with murderous intent. If Mu Le continued to kill like this, all the centurions and thousand-man commanders would be killed.

“Stop!” he roared, and swung his Fang Tian Hua Ji down as if a mountain was pressing down on his head!

Mu Le's eyes narrowed. Under tremendous pressure, at this critical moment of life and death, he burst out with terrifying potential and roared.

Whoosh!

The spear swept in all directions, and more than a dozen Turks had their throats cut. It was so horrifying!

boom!

The weapons collided with a dull explosion.