The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Ci was stunned and touched. Is this the loneliness of the strong?

He was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Yuan Gu was indeed a great man, but he is dead, like the river flowing eastward, rolling and flowing, and will never come back."

As he said this, he glanced at Qin Yun and said, "There is also the Queen of Xiliang. For a woman to go to that point, I can hardly find an adjective to describe her, but she also lost to my brother."

"Thousands of years later, history will record that my brother is the only victor. That will be enough."

Qin Yun was absent-minded for a moment, as if everything had calmed down since the death of these two people. The Jurchen incident seemed quite big, but in fact it was just that big, not enough to make him go all out.

"Eleventh brother, then tell me, who in the world today, and which country, will be my opponent, and will be the next Ashina Yuangu?"

"The current Emperor Wanyan is not qualified."

King Shunxun raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "Xiongnu!"

"The Xiongnu are far more vicious than the Jurchens, and there are many remarkable people in the Xiongnu. If you pick any one of the wise kings, he would probably be able to compete with the current Jurchens, not to mention the leader of the Xiongnu."

"The Jurchens live a life of luxury, but the Xiongnu are much more cruel, with war and bloodshed happening every day."

"Although the Xiongnu's attitude has always been ambiguous and the left and right wise kings have different opinions, we should be prepared for the worst. What if one day they become the enemy of Daxia? The Xiongnu do not have the fatal flaws of the Jurchens."

Qin Yun nodded: "You are right. I have heard more than once that the newly rising Zuo Xian Wang of the Xiongnu seems to be trying to prevent the Xiongnu and Daxia from becoming enemies."

"I have ordered the Prince of Zhenbei a few days ago to find a way to communicate with the Prince of Zuoxian, Zan Gan, and do our best to handle the relationship between the two countries."

At this point, Prince Shunxun showed a hint of hesitation, and said uncertainly: "It seems that there is also an expert behind this Zuo Xian Prince."

Qin Yun's mouth corners suddenly rose: "That's good, it will be interesting in the future."

Qin Ci smiled bitterly: "My royal brother is always so optimistic. Don't forget that there are Persians at the end of the Western Regions. I heard that they went back after the court meeting."

"With the Persian character of never giving up on any flaw, how could they let it go? Persia is not in this territory, but has crossed the ocean to expand into new areas, which shows its great strength."

"I heard that their territory has many countries, the people there have blond hair and blue eyes, and there are many powerful armies."

Qin Yun paused after hearing this and fell into deep thought.

Although Daxia did not match the history of his previous life, many things in it were consistent, such as Westerners. For a moment, he felt a little yearning for them.

"Hmph!" He suddenly sneered.

"So what? When I have finished dealing with the Jurchens, I will free up my hands and feet and deal with Persia first! Without my consent, how dare the Persian Empire raise its flag in the Western Regions?"

"Don't you know that the Western Regions is my territory?!" The voice was extremely domineering and full of contempt.

Qin Ci took a deep breath, clasped his hands and said in a sonorous voice: "If that day comes, I hope that my royal brother can take me with him to ride a horse and fight outside the domain!"

"Even if I die, I can leave my name on the monument!"

Qin Yun looked at him and said with a smile, "What are you talking about? It's so unlucky. It's still too early."

"Now I do have something I want you to do."

Qin Ci raised his head suddenly, with a look of surprise on his face: "Brother, is it true?"

"What else?" Qin Yun raised his eyebrows, and then his expression became sharp and bloodthirsty again: "This time when I entered the Xianzhen Valley and confronted Zhu Rong, I found out that this woman knew in advance that I was coming to Muzhou!"

"This matter is top secret, which means someone is betraying me! Although this matter has not caused many consequences, how can I tolerate it?!" He clenched his fists, making loud bangs, and a murderous intent burst out from his eyes.

Qin Ci, who was standing by, was also furious, his eyes like cold stars: "You bastard, you are a traitor! If I catch you, I will tear his bones apart!"

"Brother, do you know who it is?"

Qin Yun narrowed his eyes: "I don't know for now, but it must be someone in Muzhou City, or someone I brought from the imperial capital."

"You are injured and unemployed at home now, so please help me check it out."

"Remember, don't alert the enemy no matter if there are any clues or not. Also, seal off the entire Muzhou and be alert for infiltration by people from the Jurchen Military Affairs Supervisory Office."

Qin Ci nodded repeatedly: "Okay, my royal brother, I will do the job, please rest assured."

Qin Yun nodded and turned around: "Eleventh brother, let's go, follow me in the carriage to see Wanyan Honglie and see how far he has persuaded the 50,000 prisoners."

Qin Ci held his sword and walked quickly: "Brother, Wanyan Honglie seems to be making good progress. In a short period of time, more than 10,000 people have expressed their willingness to follow him."

"..."

Not long after, Qin Yun personally inspected the city wall. At least half of the people there had left, which meant they had turned to the light.

The speed was very fast. After all, Wanyan Honglie was the legitimate crown prince. This identity was equivalent to a big flag. As long as it was waved, many people would follow him one after another.

He did not alarm Wanyan Honglie, allowing it to develop peacefully, and even did not allow anyone to interfere, giving him enough face.

Just like that, three days later.

Wanyan Honglie's various benevolent and righteous actions completely shook the 50,000 Jurchen captives who were in danger of losing their lives, and they all turned to the light and swore allegiance.

In particular, among this group of captives, there are many talented people, or former Jurchen generals, who are very capable.

Suddenly, they became Wanyan Honglie's confidants in restoring his country.

Wanyan Honglie has always been a smart man. He put himself in a humble position. After subduing 50,000 people, he immediately asked Qin Yun to give him a name.

After several refusals, Qin Yun had no choice but to name him "Guangfu Army"! It means to glorify the mountains and rivers and restore the Jurchens!

He also waved his hand and bestowed a batch of weapons and horses, allowing the 50,000 Jurchen troops to initially possess combat effectiveness. However, because of the incident in Xianzhen Valley, they were still dependent on others.

A few days later, the fire at Chibi died down, and everything returned to peace. Emperor Wanyan's letter also arrived at Xianzhen Valley, asking Zhu Rong to return home to recuperate.

It is called recuperation, but what is the reality?

Some rumors in the Jurchen country had already spread like wildfire, saying that the superiors were dissatisfied with Zhu Rong and gradually lost trust in him.

Zhu Rong was furious. With one blow of her axe, she chopped off a towering tree, which fell with a loud bang. Her face flushed red as she roared into the valley, "Ah!!"

The birds were startled and fled in all directions.

"Emperor of Daxia, it's all your fault, how hateful!"

"You don't believe me, Zhu Rong, and want to seize my power?! There must be a villain behind this! I don't accept it!!"

Someone knelt tremblingly and said, "Chief, if that's the case, why don't we just go back to our ancestral land? Emperor Wanyan doesn't trust us and wants his direct descendants to take over Xianzhen Valley. There's no need for us to put up with this."

"With the elephant army at hand, who dares to touch you? If you voluntarily go back to recuperate, I'm afraid you will never come back!"

"Yes!" Countless elephant soldiers looked up, with grim expressions and full of worry!