The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Khatun!" everyone exclaimed, as if they had seen a savior.

As the goddess of the Tianshan Mountains on the grassland, she had a very high status on the grassland. Even important officials loved her very much. That was why she was hidden even after Yuan Gu was killed.

Qin Yun glanced sideways, and his eyes immediately lit up. This was a woman wearing a purple and blue brocade long dress with countless exquisite decorations, which was extremely luxurious.

It is densely engraved with insect and mosquito patterns and floral totems, and the agate pendant on the forehead is full of exotic atmosphere.

Her facial features are three-dimensional and upright, without a single flaw. Her pupils are brown, and she looks charming yet ethereal. There is an innate pride in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.

Qin Yun immediately thought of Cha Ming Wei Rou. They were both the ceiling of exotic beauties, stunning, but Wei Rou tended to be wild and unruly, while this goddess Khatun was more graceful and arrogant.

It is truly worthy of being called the Queen of the Grassland, full of flavor!

She rushed to Biga's side, helped him up, and looked at Qin Yun with a tough look.

Qin Yun was amused. This bastard Biga, who was such a coward, actually had a loyal follower like Yuan Gu and such a strong wife.

It is really a punishment from nature!

Elder Feng flashed over and said, "Your Majesty, it's her. She's very stylish, and her name is Fu."

Qin Yun raised a smile and looked at Fu Shi and said, "The Turks have all been destroyed. You still dare to speak to me like this. Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Humph!" Fu snorted coldly, her beautiful brown eyes fixed on Qin Yun: "The Turks only surrendered, not lost their country!"

"Don't go too far. If anything happens to the Khan and everyone here, I guarantee that the people of the grassland will rise up and take revenge on you!"

It was visible to the naked eye that because of her arrival, the eyes of many Turkic officials gradually became brighter and even a little tougher!

This was partly due to Qin Yun's aggressiveness, and partly because Khatun had a special status and represented a lot of public opinion.

On the other hand, Picasso was protected by others and his presence was reduced.

Qin Yun shook his head lightly and did not answer. Instead, he said faintly, "You are not bad. You look a bit like the queen of a fallen country. And that Yuan Gu, although I hate him to the core, he is indeed a mission."

"But unfortunately, the master is a waste."

Biga's face turned pale and he was furious.

Fu's eyes were wide open, her snow-white face was very pretty, and she shouted: "Don't insult the Khan, if you have the guts, kill us all. I want to see if the hundreds of thousands of troops outside will rebel!"

"I want to see if the people of the grassland agree or not. Your red cannon is not invincible enough!"

"If you continue to kill people indiscriminately, I will crash into a wall and die here. You will bear the consequences at your own risk!"

Hearing this, the expressions of Mu Le, Feng Lao and others changed slightly.

If Fu really committed suicide, or if all the people here died, then the grassland would surely be in turmoil, and troops coming to the king's defense would come in an endless stream, which would be a huge trouble!

Fu is very tough and arrogant, and truly has the feeling of a goddess and queen. If she were to be the Khan, Yuan Gu would be her assistant.

It is hard to say how this war will end.

Qin Yun felt a little relieved that Biga was a waste!

Seeing that under Fu's tough stance, they had gained the backbone and confidence and were able to successfully threaten further, Qin Yun smiled instead of getting angry and stepped forward quietly.

The powerful pressure from the emperor made all the men step back in fear, but only Fu was proud and looked up.

They say beauty lies in bones, not skin, but this woman has both!

Qin Yun was very interested in her. If Fu Shi cried and begged for mercy on her knees, he might not even have the desire to touch her.

Everyone looked at him nervously, thinking that he was going to do something to Fu Shi, but Qin Yun didn't even look at Fu Shi, but looked at Biga.

He said disdainfully, "Hiding behind a woman, is that like a man?"

"What do you think of the choice I just gave you?"

Fu's beautiful eyes were puzzled, what choice?

During the silence, Qin Yun became impatient and placed the bloody Emperor's Sword directly on Biga's neck.

He shouted: "Speak!"

The palace was shaken. Biga's legs went weak and he almost fell down. He was shaking and his teeth were chattering: "You want to kill me?"

"What's so special about you that I can't kill you?" Qin Yun sneered, extremely domineering, not giving any face at all: "As long as I want, I can support the next Khan at any time!"

"Do you really think that the people on the grassland only recognize you, Biga? I have swept all the way here, and have there ever been any riots?"

As he spoke, his knife came close to Picasso's skin.

Others exclaimed: "No!"

"Emperor Daxia, you can't do this!"

"..."

Biga was terrified. The knife on his neck made him break out in a cold sweat. Especially Qin Yun's murderous look made him feel the danger of death.

He said quickly: "I can surrender and submit to Daxia, but you can't kill anyone anymore. The armies of each tribe must be preserved. This is my bottom line!"

This bottom line seemed to be good for everyone. The Turkic officials did not object and looked at Qin Yun nervously.

Qin Yun sneered: "Is there any difference between the retention of the armies of various tribes and the retention of your army?"

Biga looked unhappy and said nothing.

Qin Yun suddenly moved the long sword away, turned around and returned to the throne of the palace. Everyone including Biga Liantong breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's not impossible, even if you still want the position of Khan, you can do that."

"But I have a condition!"

Picasso knew this was impossible, but he still asked, "What are the conditions?"

Qin Yun's eyes fell on the extremely beautiful and proud Turkic Queen Fu, and he pointed at her: "I want you to give her to me!"

boom!

It was as if a stone caused a thousand ripples. All the Turks' faces trembled. Has their true face finally been revealed?

Fu's face flushed with anger: "Don't even think about it!"

"How can my Turkic Khanate agree to your request? A soldier can be killed but not humiliated!"

Biga was filled with anger and humiliation, but at this moment, he did not say a word, and neither did the Turkic ministers behind him.

It is not impossible to use Khatun in exchange for military power and a way to survive.

Seeing this, Qin Yun's eyes lit up. There was a chance!

Then he looked at Biga and said in a gentle and persuasive way: "Forget it, I don't want to force you. As long as Fu stays with me for one night, I will keep your army, and the Turkic Khanate can continue to exist as a vassal state."

This condition is like pie in the sky!

As long as you have both military power and a country, there will be a great chance to turn the tables and take revenge in the future!

Biga's eyes were stunned, and his heart began to waver, struggling back and forth between interests and humiliation. The Turkish court officials were heartbroken and angry, but there was nothing they could do.

Fu was so angry that she was shaking all over and her face was red. How could she not understand what it meant to stay with her for one night? !

"You bastard! If you dare to insult this Khatun, the people of the grassland will never coexist with you!"

Qin Yun's face was calm, and he didn't care about Fu's scolding at all.

"Bigha, I'll give you one stick of incense to think about it alone. If you think it through, everyone will be happy. If you're stubborn and refuse to change, Mu Le, you can just start a bloodbath here!"

"Don't leave any of them alive, including Picasso. Chop them all to death!"

The cold tone landed on the ground, as if it was an ultimatum. He turned and left, heading for the back hall behind the palace, which was only separated by a folding screen mural.