The First Tyrant of Daxia

"You bastard, catch him!" Yan Zhong shouted angrily. How could he persuade this man to surrender when he was causing so much trouble?

Wanyan Honglie was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but the incident happened so long ago that there was no other evidence except Xitibi and the birthmark.

These people are willing to follow the legitimate crown prince, but they will never follow Daxia and fight against their own people.

In the city wall, the distinguished man's face changed slightly, but he stood still resolutely, as if he had nothing to fear. Xia Jun's angry and humiliated attitude would only give people a guilty feeling, which was exactly what he wanted.

But is Qin Yun someone who has no other options?

"slow!"

First, stop the Xia army from going down to arrest people. Once they go to arrest people, it will cause backlash and riots, which will not be worth the cost. These 50,000 people are the capital for attacking the Jurchens.

Seeing this, a trace of disappointment flashed across the eyes of the distinguished man. He actually hoped that a conflict would break out so that Wanyan Honglie would have no one to surrender.

Qin Yun quickly gave Wanyan Honglie a look, and the latter immediately understood.

He knelt on one knee, clasped his hands and said in a loud voice: "Sir, please forgive my soldiers. They were just blinded by the traitorous minister of Emperor Wanyan. They did not really want to be the enemy of Daxia."

"Give me some time, I will be able to explain the reasons clearly."

Qin Yun deliberately raised his voice: "Really?"

"Humph, it's better to do so, otherwise we'll all be killed!"

Wanyan Honglie added: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your help. Could you please give us some food and hot water? The soldiers haven't had a full meal for several days."

Qin Yun waved his hand: "Okay!"

"Within three days, I want to see 50,000 captives abandon their evil ways and become friends of Daxia. Otherwise, Daxia's military rations will not be enough to support idlers and enemies!"

After that, he left.

The moment he disappeared, Qin Yun's eyes fell indifferently on the man below, as if he saw through everything about him.

The distinguished man was originally anxious and annoyed, but after being looked at, he felt cold all over, as if he fell into an ice cave, as if he was being stared at.

His heart skipped a beat: "Oh no, has my identity been discovered? Who on earth is that person? He is so impressive that the entire Muzhou military is following him."

"He's not King Sun-hoon either!"

Hearing this, the faces of several people approaching him changed slightly.

Exposing your identity will only make things more dangerous!

"Don't worry, that person has already left." A woman's voice came out softly, very calmly. Even in such a situation, she still maintained absolute composure.

Even though the distinguished man was listening to her, he nodded slightly, his eyes showing a solemn expression: "Yes, Madam."

Qin Yun, who left with big strides, was not so easy to deceive. That noble man must be extraordinary.

"Mr. Feng!"

"I'm here, your old servant." Old Feng bowed slightly.

"Later, when it's late at night and everyone is asleep, have the Royal Guards go to the city wall and secretly bring out that man and all the Jurchens around him."

"I want to ask a question!"

"He can't stop 50,000 prisoners from surrendering, but their identities are really suspicious! Maybe they are a loophole!" Qin Yun's eyes were sharp!

Mr. Feng said in a deep voice: “Yes!”

The dense footsteps followed Qin Yun away, and he ordered again: "Come here, check first, who captured these people and in which battle they were captured!"

"I want to know everything, no matter how big or small!"

"Yes!!"

……

After leaving, the 50,000 captives in the city entered a turbulent situation. Today's news almost overturned their cognition.

Fear, panic, worry, eager to try, indecisive...

Wanyan Honglie and Xiti Bi began various acts of recruitment and benevolence, distributing hot water and broth to the prisoners in order to dispel the prisoners' vigilance.

The efficiency of the Muzhou military is very high, thanks to Qin Ci's construction over the years.

Around dusk, a memorial was handed to Qin Yun, which recorded the battle in which the noble man was captured.

But Qin Yun just glanced at it twice and put it down again.

He drank tea, read military newspapers, and wrote letters to Xiao Jian until late at night.

In the hazy night, hurried footsteps were suddenly heard, passing through the corridor of the palace and quickly arriving at the lobby, accompanied by the sound of many weapons and armors colliding.

Qin Yun stood in front of the candlelight, put down the handkerchief Xiao Yuxiang gave him before leaving, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Is he here?

"Your Majesty, the people are here."

"Put it in."

"Yes!"

After a brief conversation, five people were pushed in by the Jinyiwei. Their hands and feet were tied, and their mouths were sealed. It can be said that they were done without anyone noticing. The 50,000 captives in the city gate were certainly unaware of this.

Bang bang bang!

The five men were forced to kneel down, and they made whimpering sounds while struggling.

Qin Yun glanced at one of them and saw that it was indeed a woman. However, in the daytime, at such a distance and with the loose clothes serving as a cover, he could not tell.

"Untie!"

At the command, the Jinyiwei quickly removed their restraints.

"Yes, it's you!!" the distinguished man exclaimed, his face changing drastically.

"What do you want to do?"

The five people looked at Qin Yun in fear and were very apprehensive.

Qin Yun grinned, looking harmless, with his big white teeth shining. He was not wearing a dragon robe, but only a slim black suit, but he could not hide his domineering aura.

"What do I want to do?"

"Hey, don't be afraid, I just want to chat with you."

Snapped.

He threw out a stack of memorials: "The records above say that you are from Pushan, a Jurchen, and your name is Tiyong? This must be fake, right?"

Under the cold gaze of the Jinyiwei, they didn't dare to resist at all, their eyes flickered, and the two women kept their heads down, hiding something.

The noble man's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "I don't understand what you are talking about. Who are you?"

"If Daxia massacres the Jurchen captives, then from now on, when the Jurchens fight Daxia, no one will surrender. There will only be a fight to the death. Think it through."

In fact, it is true.

Treating prisoners well is not a sign of kindness, but a way to undermine the enemy's determination to resist.

But he was wrong. The one standing in front of him was a killing god who had slaughtered hundreds of thousands of Turkic troops. As long as Qin Yun started the massacre, no one would dare to say no!

"Hey, are you threatening me?"

The distinguished man gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Qin Yun walked around behind him and looked at the five people. All five of them were in a state of panic and nervousness, sweating profusely.

"Why are you feeling guilty? What are you afraid of? Weren't you quite confident when you spoke so confidently earlier today?"

"Tell us your origins obediently, otherwise... hehe." He laughed slyly, as if he was playing with a lamb in his palm.

"Otherwise, the physical pain will be the least of your worries. It's best not to let me whip you into telling the truth."

The five people shuddered, as if they were listening to the devil's whispers, their hearts pounding!

As expected, my identity has been questioned, and it’s not just because of my opposition today. What should I do?

The mistress's eyes flickered...