The First Tyrant of Daxia

Gongsun Zhongmou blamed himself, made no excuses, and lowered his head.

Han Polu and the others knelt down collectively, each with injuries, and said in fear: "Your Majesty, this matter is not to blame General Gongsun. We can testify that this is really hard to prevent."

"The Turks came too quickly, as if they appeared out of thin air. I don't think they are an ordinary Turkic army."

"Ten thousand people were basically wiped out, but we still managed to control more than a hundred soldiers."

Qin Yun happened to see the burns on Gongsun Zhongmou's back, which were obviously caused by fighting the fire. He looked very embarrassed and said angrily, "Get out!"

"Bring the Turks up to me!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took away the self-blaming Gongsun Zhongmou. In fact, it was because of his presence tonight that things did not get to the worst.

Originally, it was Liu Wanshi and others who were protecting the artillery vehicle. If it weren't for Qin Yun's reprimand during the day and his example of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys, the entire army would have been alerted.

Then all the shells will be ignited, and the consequences will be even more disastrous!

Soon, in the ruins filled with smoke, more than a hundred Turkic warriors were escorted up, covered in blood. There were ten thousand of them who came here, but in just a moment, only these few were left.

Qin Yun narrowed his eyes, and clearly felt that these people did not have the temperament of low-level soldiers. He said coldly: "Which Turkic army are you from?"

"You are following Yuan Gu's orders, right?"

More than a hundred people were ready to die, gritting their teeth and saying nothing.

The scene was dead silent and the smell of blood was nauseating. Qin Yun took three steps forward, like a god of death strolling in a sea of ​​blood and corpses. He squatted down and lifted the hair of a Turkic soldier, and said in a low voice.

"You're not going to say it, are you?"

"Do you see the fire behind us? Wuzhu City will be razed to the ground. When the time comes, I will kill everyone I see, from the soldiers to the common people and nobles, even babies. No one will be able to escape!"

"I just don't believe that there are no people from your clan among the hundreds of thousands of people!"

His cruel words, coupled with the emperor's five-clawed black dragon robe, seemed so terrifying.

The Turkic man who was being held by his hair trembled and gritted his teeth and said, "For the killings you committed on the grassland, the grassland god will punish you, and your Great Xia Dynasty will also suffer the same fate one day!"

Qin Yun smiled jokingly: "Really? God of the grassland?"

"There is only one God in this world, and that God is me! I am now bringing down divine punishment on your Turkic Khanate to punish you for all these years of massacres, robberies, and bullying..."

The Turkic man had a touch of aristocratic temperament, his hair was lifted up, his high Adam's apple slid, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Humph, the Han people deserve to be killed. How can a lowly race compare with my Turkic Khanate? You deserve to be enslaved!"

Upon hearing this, everyone around him was furious. Qin Yun's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the tragic scenes that had happened in Gu Zha River came to mind.

"court death!!"

Stab! !

He personally took action and used the dagger to quickly cut off the hair of the person who was speaking, cutting off the scalp along with it!

"Ah!!" The miserable scream pierced the night sky, the pain went deep into the bones, and most people would feel numb in their legs after hearing it.

His bald head had flesh and blood clearly visible, veins exposed, and he looked in excruciating pain.

All the Turkic war criminals had a flash of fear in their eyes, followed by anger. They struggled and shouted, "My Ashina family will never surrender!"

"Kill us if you can. The Grand Guild will avenge us!"

More than a hundred pairs of eyes were bloodshot, and the sad tone quickly motivated the determination of more than a hundred people.

Qin Yun was startled. No wonder he was so extraordinary. It turned out that he was from the Ashina family. This family was considered to be a unique family in the Turkic Khanate. Its leader was Ashina Yuangu.

He stood up suddenly, his expression even more fierce: "Very good, very tough!"

"You have reminded me that there are many stubborn people in the Turkic Khanate. I will definitely use more cruel means to destroy your will and overthrow your faith!"

"Ashina Yuangu must die!"

"That damn goddess from the grassland Tianshan, I want her to kneel at my feet and beg for forgiveness!"

Over a hundred members of the Ashina family roared in anger upon hearing this: "How dare you insult the Duke!"

"How dare you insult the Khatun?!"

boom!

Qin Yun kicked a Turkic man who jumped up and said arrogantly: "So what if it's an insult? I will take back the damage that the Turkic people caused to the Han people a hundredfold this time!"

"Don't mention insults. I am going to shit on the Turkic Khanate. So what?!"

The Turks shouted at the top of their lungs, mixed with the grassland language: "Son of a bitch!"

"You have to die!"

"..."

Qin Yun snorted coldly: "Do it!"

"Chop off the heads of all 10,000 people, including their corpses. You dare to bomb my camp. It's rude not to return the favor!"

"I will also give Ashina Yuangu a great gift, to see how his people are determined to die rather than surrender!"

The soldiers who had been standing by with rage and unable to hold back their anger roared, "Yes!"

They rushed out, their figures under torches, raised their butcher knives, and reaped like devils, with no mercy, only the flames of revenge. Just as these Turks said, this was a war of races!

One of the two sides is bound to be enslaved, so what else is there to say?

puff……

Puff puff……

That was the sound of a head falling to the ground and blood spurting out.

Some Turks were not killed by the single blow, or because they struggled, the blow was cut in the wrong direction, and their skin and flesh were torn apart, their bones were exposed, and they let out miserable screams, which was extremely horrifying.

Soon, all the Turks were executed.

Of the ten thousand heads, more than six thousand were collected, and the rest were consumed by the flames of the shells.

At dawn, Wuzhu City was completely blown up, with countless casualties inside and black smoke billowing. No place was intact, and the only remaining 20,000 Turks chose to charge out of the city.

But without exception, they died miserably, their bodies scattered all over the ground by the explosions of the red cannons. They could not even get close to the front and most of them were killed.

The army of 220,000 suffered basically no losses except for the loss of many people in the attack last night.

Qin Yun rode a tall horse and, under the protection of thousands of troops, entered the ruined Wuzhu City, which was littered with corpses. The city walls were very thick and the internal buildings were very rich, everything imitating the prosperous Central Plains.

He couldn't help but feel fortunate that the Red Cannon had come into being. Otherwise, if Yuangu continued to develop at this speed, this grassland empire might really become a nightmare for the entire world.

An ancient person with such talent, foresight, and top-notch military and political skills is so terrifying!

After truly understanding the grassland and the group of Ashina people last night, Qin Yun's murderous intent towards Ashina Yuangu has reached its peak!

On both sides of the street, there were a large number of controlled Turkic civilians, wearing strange clothes and with larger bodies than the Han people. Most of the women were not good-looking, but there were also a few exotic women wearing veils.

Their eyes were numb and filled with hatred. In their eyes, Qin Yun was the bad guy who invaded their home.

boom!

Suddenly, a stone was thrown at Qin Yun by a little Turkic boy.

bass!

Chen Qingzhi was furious and rushed forward with his sword drawn.