The First Tyrant of Daxia

Tong Wei heard this and immediately raised her eyebrows: "Why?"

"White suits you, and so does Youwei. Black suits Shunhua, Zhimiao, Dou Ji, Su Yan and others." Qin Yun's eyes began to have images, especially when his big hands pulled.

Tong Wei's beautiful eyes swiveled around: "White? Why?"

Qin Yun chuckled: "You won't understand even if I tell you. This is not a finished product yet. We'll talk about it later."

"No, I want it now!"

"..."

The red cannon set off on the third day, escorted by specially trained artillery troops. The journey was kept secret, and all the states and counties made way for it, not daring to ask any questions.

Wanyan Honglie and the poisoned Xitibi, as Qin Yun's trump cards, have not been released yet, and even their whereabouts are kept secret!

The war between Daxia and the Jurchens was no longer a secret. Many small countries remained silent and did not intervene. Thanks to the gold that Qin Yun had once given away, most people were on the side of Daxia.

Only the Persians took the opportunity to secretly grow and develop at the end of the Western Regions, as if they were going to turn part of the territory of the Western Regions into their new territory and colony.

Three months later, it is the beginning of spring again.

The battle of Muzhou was in full swing, with both sides becoming more and more furious. The Jurchens continued to increase their troops in an attempt to capture Qin Ci alive.

In Daxia, Xiao Jian also led eight legions to intervene in the battlefield, further expanding the war situation.

But it can only be said that each had its wins and losses. Yelu Yan was not a reckless man. Although he failed to take down Muzhou, he did not suffer too much loss. To date, the number of Jurchens captured by Muzhou is only more than 20,000.

The cavalry retreated and it was difficult to keep any men alive, which was far from what Qin Yun had expected.

Huns!

Shangyin Valley, the ancestral land of the Zangan tribe, was officially renamed Shangyin Royal City a month ago.

In just one year, this place has become prosperous, which it shouldn't have been, all because of that woman, that domineering, decisive, scheming, and iron-fisted woman!

Zan Gan had defeated his mortal enemy and successfully reached the highest level of the Xiongnu pyramid, and was named "Left Wise King" by the Xiongnu Chanyu.

At this moment, somewhere in Shangyinwang City, in a pavilion with a strong Han culture.

Qin Di, who was just over a year old and could already walk, shouted incoherently: "Mom!!"

Madam Min showed a kind look. No matter how cruel and intimidating she was, she was the same as always to some people.

"Di'er, are you playing hide-and-seek with mother again?"

It was already very good for a one-year-old to be able to walk and call people, but this Qin Di was almost beyond belief. He seemed to understand what Madam Min said. He nodded childishly and pointed outside the door.

Mrs. Min raised her eyebrows and heard some noise.

"King Zangan, since you are here, please come in." Her voice returned to calm. It was not cold, but it was definitely not the tone she used when speaking to Emperor Qin. It was a complete change.

"Haha, nothing can be hidden from the military advisor!"

Zan Gan's burly figure walked in from outside with a smile on his face. Now he was in high spirits and at the top of the Xiongnu pyramid, but he still maintained respect for Madam Min.

Every time I come to see it, I almost always clean it up, so at least there won’t be any peculiar smell.

"Emperor, look what the king has brought you?" He squatted down and took out a wooden carved dagger from his arms. His expression was totally unlike that of a new king of the huge Huns.

Zan Gan was still young and unmarried, and had always been training Emperor Qin as his successor.

Emperor Qin was intelligent. He raised his head and glanced at his mother, as if asking if he could have it.

Madam Min nodded, and he took it shakily. He was not at all nervous holding the wooden dagger, not even in front of Zan Gan, completely inherited her mother's extraordinary qualities.

"What a wonderful child! I have never seen such a child in my life. He is only one year old, but his brows are so sharp. He is not afraid of a knife. If he grows up, he can really become an emperor!" Zan Gan couldn't help but sigh with a look of regret.

Even if he is of the fierce Qiang bloodline, he shouldn't be so aggressive at this age.

Madam Min saw that Zan Gan had something else in mind, so she gave a signal and the wet nurse quickly took Emperor Qin away.

Her beautiful face under the veil was calm as she said softly, "King Zangan, what's the matter?"

Zan Gan stood up, frowned, and said straight to the point: "Military Advisor Min, I have once again rejected the idea of ​​joining forces with the Jurchens, but the voices of the entire Xiongnu are getting louder and louder. I am afraid that my opinion will not be enough to stop the Chanyu in the future."

"If it's not handled properly, it will cause public outrage."

"You should understand that if Daxia wins this war, the next target will be us Xiongnu. If the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold."

"The Chanyu is very worried. A Great Xia without the red cannon can already compete with the Jurchens. If..."

He glanced at Madam Min, obeyed her orders, and even regarded her as his leader. However, he always felt that he could not understand this matter. It seemed that the person who opposed the Huns' dispatch of troops was him, Zan Gan, but in fact it was her, Madam Min!

Madam Min smiled softly, and her slender white fingers stroked a sword: "You are all too impatient. Even if the Jurchens lose, they can't lose so quickly."

"The three powers are in a delicate relationship. If we send troops now, our interests will not be maximized."

"Secondly, Daxia is not a fool. The King of Zhenbei of Daxia has been on guard against the Xiongnu for generations. He didn't even fight a life-and-death battle with the Turks. You can imagine how much Daxia values ​​the Xiongnu."

It was the same answer again. Zan Gan had heard it at least five or six times, but he had no reason to refute it. However, he guessed in his heart that this was related to Military Advisor Min's past.

After all, they are all Han Chinese!

But he didn't ask any more questions. After all, to put it bluntly, everything that happened today was due to Madam Min's reversal. Before she came, the entire tribe was about to be destroyed.

"Well, I will do my best to dissuade them. Let the two families fight, and I, the Xiongnu, will remain as unmoved as a mountain."

Mrs. Min nodded and said nothing more. In fact, she had spoken very little over the past year or so, and had been patiently keeping a low profile. In addition to helping Zan Gan, she had also developed some power of her own. She did not trust anyone and always had many cards up her sleeve.

Moreover, she was already very tired from raising the Qin Emperor alone, and the Huns had no culture at all, so she had to lead them personally.

After a long time, Zan Gan still didn't leave.

Madam Min frowned: "King Zangan, is there anything else?"

Zan Gan shuddered. Under her sharp gaze, it was difficult for him to remain calm. He forced out a flattering smile: "This king... does have something to do!"

"I wonder what Madam Min has thought about the matter I mentioned last time. After all, several months have passed."

"I have no other intentions. I just admire the military advisor. If you are willing, I am willing to give everything I have and treat Emperor Qin as my own..."

Before he could finish his words, Mrs. Min interrupted him: "That's enough!"

Invisibly, a fierce momentum erupted.

Zan Gan's face turned pale, and he quickly retreated, bowing in fear and apology: "Military Advisor, I'm sorry, it was I who offended you."

There are countless women who want to curry favor with this new Huns king, and countless important figures who want to form an alliance with him, but in front of Madam Min, they are worthless!