The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun smiled and stretched out his hand: "It's okay, it's still early. We should get rid of the elephant army as soon as possible and advance the army, so that Wanyan Honglie can have a small world and seize power from Emperor Wanyan."

"If we win this game, the benefits will be enormous!"

Hearing this, Old Feng said no more and handed over all the documents, battle reports, and information submitted by the Jinyiwei and the military and political sides of Muzhou.

Qin Yun flipped through the pages casually, but his eyes were extremely serious.

Although he enjoyed some fun these years, he was always clear about military and national affairs.

As he looked at her, he said, "Who is this Zhurong? Is there a chance to recruit him? Wanyan Honglie is the orthodox Jurchen. We should not fight him if we can. I don't want too many more people to die."

"Even if you win the world and nine out of ten houses are empty, so what?"

Elder Feng stepped forward, a look of difficulty emerging on his wrinkled face: "Your Majesty, according to the long-term investigation of the Jinyiwei, this Zhu Rong is a complete profit-seeker. He is not loyal to anyone. He only helped with the elephant army because the conditions offered by Emperor Wanyan were too generous, including land and money."

"Although Wanyan Honglie can represent the Jurchens to a certain extent, he is... just a fugitive crown prince. He cannot be compared with Emperor Wanyan. I'm afraid Zhurong will not place his bets on us."

Qin Yun's eyes lit up: "Love money and land, so there is a chance to recruit?"

"No!" His expression changed again, and he said unhappily, "I almost forgot that he was the one who caused my Eleventh Brother's injury."

"Forget it. Whether he is recruited or not, he will have to suffer first!"

"Otherwise, everyone in the world will think that I am afraid of the Jurchen Elephant Army!"

"Gather all the generals tomorrow to discuss entering Xianzhen Valley again. Also, what about the tens of thousands of Jurchen captives?"

Elder Feng said respectfully, "Your Majesty, according to your instructions, we have only provided them with one meal a day for more than ten days. All you need is a general amnesty from Your Majesty, and Wanyan Honglie and Xitibi will come forward to give speeches, and they will surely abandon the dark and join the light."

"These tens of thousands of defeated soldiers are a force, no more, no less. Once they take the lead, more and more people will come to surrender in the future."

"I really admire your majesty's foresight in preventing the various armies from massacring and retaliating against the Jurchen army. Now it seems that it was a brilliant plan!" His cloudy eyes showed a hint of excitement.

In this way, the overthrow of Emperor Wanyan could be said to be letting the Jurchens fight among themselves, and Daxia would reap the benefits!

At most, Daxia will have to fight hard to conquer the Valley of the Trap!

Qin Yun smiled slyly: "Mr. Feng, this is not the most important thing."

"The most important thing is that the good days of Emperor Wanyan are over. Xiti will be controlled, and with the Zhenzhen bloodline, the authenticity of Emperor Wanyan's throne will be questioned."

"Once suspected, there will be cover-ups and repression. Once there is repression, there will be resistance, which will intensify... A single spark can start a prairie fire, haha!"

He laughed out loud and began to worry about that bastard Emperor Wanyan. It was strange that they came to provoke Daxia!

The seemingly powerful Jurchens had their fatal weakness discovered by Qin Yun. Compared with the Xiongnu and Persia, the Jurchens obviously had great flaws.

The master and servant had a relaxed and laughing conversation. After discussing for a while, Qin Yun decided on the itinerary.

The day we arrived was quite harmonious.

But for Wanyan Honglie, it was a mixture of emotions and he was sad. Muzhou was adjacent to the Jurchens, and he could even see his homeland from the city wall. He felt homesick, sick with longing, and even had a deep blood feud!

"Has the letter been sent?"

The low voice is full of infinite sadness.

Behind him, Hongye had flying red hair and a slender figure. He held the sword and said softly, "Send it out, but..."

She hesitated, but finally said, "But isn't it a bad idea to hide this from Your Majesty? Fanyin is no longer the girl she was before. She is now the Jurchen empress..."

"enough!"

Wanyan Honglie roared, and was furious. The words "she was the Jurchen emperor and empress" pierced his dignity, self-esteem, and heart, and humiliated him!

Hongye quickly lowered her head, feeling very aggrieved.

She clearly felt that the young master's heart had changed. He had changed since he set foot on the road to Muzhou. It was hard to say whether he was good or bad, but it was unfamiliar to her. She still liked the young master who did not have the ambition of revenge more.

But the young master should also take this path!

Wanyan Honglie also realized his own loss of composure, took a deep breath to calm himself down, and said leisurely: "I lost my composure."

"Don't worry, I won't be so tactless. The letter I sent was just a greeting. I won't disrupt your majesty's plan. After all, apart from personal feelings, your majesty and I still share common interests."

The red leaves raised their heads, and the wind brushed their faces, causing them to fall slightly.

"Then if it succeeds one day, will the young master still accept her?"

This question no longer sounded like that between a master and servant, but more like that between a family. As a personal bodyguard, Hongye inherited his parents' will and protected Wanyan Honglie's lineage, and had long regarded them as family members.

But she was a little sad now, as it seemed that the young master favored his unfaithful fiancée more.

Moreover, she felt vaguely uneasy, thinking that it was very dangerous for Wanyan Honglie to have been close to Empress Fanyin, especially hiding it from Qin Yun.

Wanyan Honglie was silent for a long time and finally did not answer. From that moment on, he became more profound and more lonely. There were some things he could say casually before, but now, he couldn't!

He knew what his destination was, that position was destined to be lonely!

He just turned around, blew the wind, looked at the rolling night and said, "Hongye, no matter what, I will keep you safe. There are some things that I can't explain to you clearly, and you'd better not know them."

"Be in a position and do your job well. In the past, I worked hard to survive. Now, I..." He didn't finish his words and became serious.

It seemed like he said something, but also like he said nothing, making it hard to figure out what he was thinking. Hongye sighed, and when the words came to her lips, she didn't know what to say. She knew that the young master was no longer the young master who would tell her everything.

Wanyan Honglie stood on the city wall all night, feeling the northern night wind, in silence and trance.

If Qin Yun were here, he would definitely frown. This brother who had always been open-minded and righteous was getting close to the Jurchens and was about to rise up in rebellion. He had finally changed.

I just hope that we can all end up in the same place.

The next day.

The morning glow is endless, and the red and yellow morning clouds have the colors of an ink painting. It is true that the sky in the north is the most beautiful!

The only downside is that the climate is quite wild, it can be extremely hot or extremely cold.

In the Mingtang, majestic and solemn, densely packed military generals stood sideways, discussing how to break into the valley and elephant army.

"Report!"

"Your Majesty, the leader of the Jurchen elephant army outside the city has sent a challenge!!" The soldiers rushed in, panting.

The lobby was in an uproar, everyone was grinning, angry, humiliated, hostile, and passionate!