The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Ci had a playful smile on his face, with an indescribable temperament: "I forgot to tell you that my brother's intention was to protect the person behind me."

"If I hand the person over to you, how can I explain this to my brother?"

People are shaped by the land and water they live in. This wild and desolate land of Muzhou has forced out the sharpness of the calm Qin Ci, who even has a bit of a ruffian vibe at the moment.

Upon hearing this, Yelu Yan's face changed drastically. The Emperor of Daxia wants to be protected?

His expression changed, but he soon raised his eyes. Wanyan Honglie was too involved. One of the three prime ministers' families had been wiped out because of him. Emperor Wanyan would not be able to sleep until this man was killed.

If he couldn't bring the person back, he would probably be beaten to death.

In front of the army, he said sternly: "I will say it again, this is the internal affairs of the Jurchens, and it has nothing to do with you, Daxia!"

"Isn't your brother afraid of the wrath of Emperor Wanyan?"

Hearing this, Qin Ci's face turned cold and murderous intent surged!

The five armies of Yanyun are all like this, with cold pupils. They can live and make meritorious contributions because of Qin Yun's protection. Anyone who dares to target Qin Yun is challenging their faith!

The Jurchen army was visibly nervous for a moment.

Qin Ci angrily rebuked, "What a bullshit Emperor Wanyan, does my brother need to look at his face?"

"If Da Xia doesn't admit it, then his big name won't work. Don't use that to threaten me. If you don't accept it, just walk forward another hundred meters and try. If I don't beat you to a pulp, you're not the Eleventh Prince of Da Xia!"

"Somebody come!"

"First send Wanyan Honglie and the other two back to Muzhou City for medical treatment!" He turned around and said domineeringly, completely ignoring the Jurchen army.

"Yes!" a soldier shouted.

In the crowd protected by thousands of soldiers, there were two figures covered in blood. One of them was Wanyan Honglie, his face was pale, and there was not a single healthy part on his body. He looked extremely miserable!

The other was the red-haired maid Hongye. Her condition was better, but there were three arrows stuck in her back, which was shocking.

Watching the two being sent away by the Embroidered Uniform Guards, Yelu Yan looked as if he had eaten a dead fly. His face turned ashen, he gasped for air, and slowly drew out his scimitar.

The blade light flashed, it was extremely terrifying!

He suppressed a low roar: "Qin Ci, don't kill me! That's Emperor Wanyan. Emperor Wanyan has ordered that he must die!" He roared, his face flushed with anxiety.

If he doesn't bring the person back, he will be doomed. He is deeply afraid of the ruthless emperor who even wants to kill his own nephew's family. The road to the throne is full of hardships.

Compared to Picasso, this person in power is much more capable and is very capable.

But if they directly robbed the people, they were afraid that they would not be able to win the battle. After all, Muzhou was behind them, and all the twelve armies of Yanyun might escape.

His 50,000 troops must be wiped out.

He was in a dilemma and wanted to cry. He hated the Jinyiwei in his heart. If it weren't for their appearance, Wanyan Honglie would have died and would not have lived to see King Shunxun arrive.

Qin Ci smiled heartlessly and shook his head gently: "Then I can't do anything about it. Anyway, if you dare to move, I will deal with you."

Yelu Yan's veins were exposed and he was furious. Seeing Wanyan Honglie was about to disappear, he finally couldn't help it and drew his sword in anger.

bass!

Swish, swish, swish! Fifty thousand Jurchens quickly drew their swords, their horses neighing, and the situation collapsed in an instant.

Qin Ci's eyes turned cold, he raised his spear and shouted, "Humph, fight!"

Clang clang clang!

The five armies of Yanyun, some of whom were as fierce as the Xiliang Iron Cavalry, immediately advanced and arranged their formations in one go, bursting out with murderous aura!

The predecessor of this army defeated the coalition of the aristocratic families and also has bloodline inheritance.

"Kill, kill, kill!" Fifty thousand people roared, shaking the heaven and earth.

The situation is urgent and has completely gotten out of control.

After a short confrontation, the air became suffocating!

Yelu Yan looked at the tough Qin Ci, gritted his teeth, sweated profusely, but ultimately did not dare to give the order.

He said coldly: "Okay, Qin Ci, you wait for me!"

"And you, Daxia, are protecting the criminals of the Jurchen Kingdom and wantonly provoking us. We will not give up!!"

"withdraw!!"

He roared in anger, saying that even if Wanyan Honglie started a war, he would not be able to get it back, so he could only leave and report to the emperor.

The fifty thousand troops turned around angrily, murderous intent in each of their eyes, but they did have the confidence because, as a foreign race in the north, they naturally had an advantage over the south.

First, the terrain.

Second, military strength.

Third, the plateau climate. This is the most fatal. It is difficult for the Central Plains army to enter, and they cannot adapt to the thin oxygen. If the climate is not handled properly, the army can be destroyed.

This is also the reason why emperors of all dynasties would rather fight the Turks and not even look at the north.

Qin Ci was majestic and handsome, with a look of contempt. He cursed at their backs, "A bunch of trash, are you leaving now?"

"I will see how you refuse to give up!"

"The Turkic Khanate was destroyed by my brother. I don't mind breaking into your imperial city, snatching your queen out, and presenting her to my brother!"

As we all know, the Turkic queen was robbed by Qin Yun.

Hearing this, it was simply a threat and insult. Yelu Yan was so angry that he almost fell off his horse. He roared without looking back: "Qin Ci, you wait for me!!"

After the person left, Qin Ci frowned slightly. Being strong is necessary, but worries also need to be considered.

He really didn't expect that Wanyan Honglie, who was being hunted down and had no way to go to heaven or to hell, was actually the legitimate prince of the Jurchen Kingdom.

This matter was a bit tricky. Qin Ci understood that Emperor Wanyan would never let his nephew Wanyan Honglie live.

"retreat!"

"Mobilize the two armies to strengthen border patrols. If the Jurchens dare to get even one step closer, break their legs!"

"Also inform my brother that Wanyan Honglie has been rescued. Tell him all the reasons!"

Everyone yelled, “Yes!!”

……

The conflict at Chibi ended with the Jurchens withdrawing first.

But the two sides had a feud because of this incident. People from both regions kept away from each other and the atmosphere gradually became serious, with a bit of the same feeling as before with the Turks.

At this time, Qin Yun was still searching for King Gesas's treasure in the Western Regions. He had already made some progress, but Huairou Lanzhi herself did not know the exact location.

So we hit a wall again and again, and finally after discussion, we concluded that the reason we couldn't find was simply that the timing was not right.

The treasure buried under the yellow sand will only be revealed on a full-moon night. If we want to get in, we have missed a full-moon night by going to war with the Turks.

After much consideration, Qin Yun finally gave up the matter temporarily and asked Loulan and other countries to monitor it and take it back later.

No one would have too much wealth, even though Qin Yun already owned a vast grassland.

After many days, in mid-December, Qin Yun officially set out and led his army back to the imperial capital. Due to the large size of the army and the heavy baggage, they could not take shortcuts, so the journey was relatively slow.

But everything went smoothly, so smoothly that the weather was sunny the whole time without any rain, and the soldiers traveled as if they were going on an outing.

Sometimes Qin Yun felt it was strange. Ever since he had promoted Huairou, everything big and small had gone smoothly. Could it be that this woman could really improve a man's luck?

It took ten days to reach the imperial capital via Jingzhou, Tongzhou, Tongguan and Zhumadao.

These days, Qin Yun was too bored on the road, so he could only vent his energy on Huairou's family. The dragon carriage was filled with spring scenery!

"Your Majesty's waist is getting stronger and stronger. I can hardly hold you anymore." Huairou fluttered her long eyelashes and said weakly.