The First Tyrant of Daxia

Zhu Rong was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he was a little afraid of Qin Yun and didn't dare to get angry. He could only use his hands to change Qin Yun's position and let him hug his waist to keep his balance.

The embarrassment and shame were only temporary. After all, both of them were deep in the battlefield, and there were countless deadly crises at every moment.

Moreover, when the Big Sword Team tried to break out, they encountered a terrible siege. After only a moment, Zhu Rong had to take action. The two of them rode on the same horse, both of them were brave men, and they immediately killed the Jurchens until they were covered in blood and fell to the ground.

boom!

Qin Yun cut off the enemy's shield with one sword, and Zhu Rong swung his scimitar in the next second to reap the enemy's life. It felt like a man and a woman working together and not getting tired of the work.

The three thousand broadsword troops were killing like crazy at a terrifying speed. Fan Qing's troops were defeated and had begun to collapse, or at least were retreating, while Qin Yun also fought his way out.

Just as Zhu Rong was trying to figure out the direction, his crystal earlobe suddenly moved slightly, and his face turned pale in an instant: "Not good..."

Bang bang bang, the dull sound of footsteps rang out and spread throughout the valley. This was a sound that could not be made by a human or a warhorse. Only a huge elephant could do it.

Qin Yun's face was grim: "It's the Elephant Army!"

I saw a large-scale shadow beginning to emerge in the valley. A giant elephant stepped out, blocking out the sky and the sun. It was extremely terrifying!

"Moo!!"

The sharp roar shook the entire battlefield!

A trace of fear appeared on the faces of Xia Jun, while the morale of Fan Qing's army suddenly soared. Fan Qing, who had been hiding in the formation, suddenly stood up and shouted excitedly: "Brothers, the elephant army is coming!"

"Kill me!!"

"This is the army of the Great Xia Emperor. If you defeat them, you will be granted the title of nobility and appointed as prime minister!"

"Kill, kill, kill!" The Jurchens, who were originally at a disadvantage, let out a deafening roar and began to counterattack fearlessly!

The situation always fails to keep up with the changes. Who could have thought that the elephant army was manipulated in advance, and Zhu Rong failed to be delivered to the enemy where the elephant army was stationed in advance. The situation can be said to be very unfavorable!

"Your Majesty, what should we do?" asked a general, his face covered in blood, but there was no fear in his pupils, only solemnity at most.

Qin Yun's face turned grim, and he made a prompt decision: "You, immediately take the three thousand broadsword troops and find a way to seize control of the elephant army. If you fail, then I will have to pay the price and destroy the elephant army!"

Zhu Rong's delicate body trembled. She had no doubt that this man would dare to do anything if he became ruthless, and her inner tension was maxed out.

The next second, Qin Yun jumped off his warhorse, and in the chaos, he slapped the warhorse hard on its butt. The warhorse felt the pain and immediately rushed out neighing.

Zhu Rong looked back, her beautiful eyes complicated: "Be careful."

After saying that, she led the three thousand broadsword troops to charge without reservation. As long as they were fast enough, the charge of the elephant army would not be unstoppable. As the leader of the elephant army, she had her own way.

Qin Yun's ears were filled with shouts and screams, and he didn't hear what she said at all. He turned around and wiped his scraped lips with his battle robe. The remaining blood was extremely fascinating. His eyes were sharp and locked onto a certain direction.

Many soldiers followed him, with solemn faces, waiting for orders.

"The elephant army is coming. Are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

"Fight to the death!!" The soldiers' blood rushed forward and they roared madly. The iron will of the soldiers was demonstrated vividly.

Qin Yun nodded and looked at the faces around him. Some were young, some were old, but without exception, they were all good men of the Han people. "Fan Qing got carried away just now and has been exposed. He is in that direction. Follow me to capture the king. I want him dead!"

"When this battle is over, you will be promoted to higher positions and your names will go down in history!!"

Countless soldiers struck their armor with their swords, shouting with high spirits: "Yes, yes, yes!!"

The powerful sound waves did not cause much ripples on the battlefield. Fan Qing, who led the army to counterattack, did not realize at all that he was being targeted, and by Qin Yun.

In just two breaths, the terrifying attack started from the east of the battlefield, went west, and went straight to the heart of the Jurchens, which was the location of Fan Qing!

He was so cunning that he didn't even hang the general's flag. No wonder we couldn't find him after searching for a long time.

"kill!!"

The shouts of killing filled with energy were like a revived dragon, forming a brilliant contrast with the elephant army galloping in the distance! The elephant army was slow, which was an opportunity.

With a loud bang, the war horses fell down, crushing many female immortals to death.

puff……

Spears were thrown out, nailing the Jurchens to the ground forever. Countless swords tore through the enemy's defenses and advanced like a bulldozer. Their ferocity was daunting.

Before you know it, dark clouds are rolling in and thunder is rumbling in the sky!

At this moment, the Jurchens realized that something was wrong. How come in the midst of the fight, several thousand people were killed in the abdomen?

"General, the enemy is coming again, and it seems they are coming for you!" someone exclaimed.

Fan Qing, who didn't even have blood on his body, had a flash of panic in his eyes, and then asked, "How many people?"

“Less than four thousand!”

When Fan Qing heard this, his nervousness disappeared, and a trace of contempt quickly appeared on his face: "Humph, you don't even have 4,000 people, and you're trying to imitate others to cut down flags. I'm afraid you want to make a contribution, you must be crazy!"

"Come here, surround them for me, and make way for the elephant army to pass through!"

"Yes!!"

"..."

They are not afraid of Fan Qing being surrounded, but they are afraid that Fan Qing will run away. This person was not among the famous generals of the Jurchens and was somewhat of a supporting role. The reason why he was entrusted with such an important task was purely because of his last name "Fan"!

"Humph, who are you?!" Fan Qing looked down at Qin Yun's thousands of men with disdain.

Qin Yun was already covered in blood. He could not distinguish the Jurchens from his own people. He roared, "The one who wants you dead!!"

Fan Qing was furious and shouted, "Who do you think you are? You are probably just a nobody. Is the emperor of the Xia Dynasty so useless? I sent you a small character!"

"Suppress them, General!"

He waved his hand with great vigor and full of ambition, and people who didn't know him would have thought he was the emperor.

Qin Yun had already led his troops into the encirclement and was not far from Fan Qing. He could have held out for a longer time, but because of his arrogance and contempt for others, he let Qin Yun and several thousand others in, and suddenly became a wolf in the sheepfold.

suddenly!

"kindness?"

"What's going on?" Fan Qing's face changed, his eyes fixed on the battlefield, unable to believe it!

It was an indiscriminate massacre, and his army was simply unable to stop these thousands of people. People were killed and horses were thrown to the ground, and screams were heard to the sky. Fan Qing suddenly realized that something was wrong. This was definitely not an ordinary army or an ordinary general!

Could it be that the eleventh prince of Daxia has come again? Or has the famous general of Daxia secretly come to Muzhou?

Seeing his army "outnumbered", Fan Qing felt as if he had eaten shit and roared, "Who the hell are you?!"

Qin Yun chopped off the enemy's head. His bloody figure stood on the pile of corpses like a god of death. He raised his head, and his terrifying and sharp eyes slowly raised as he looked into the distance.

"I am Xia Tianzi!!"