The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun sneered and said sharply, "If you do something wrong, you will definitely pay the price. The bloodbath in the Jurchen Palace had nothing to do with me. I never thought of going to war with the Jurchens in the beginning."

"But, Emperor Wanyan should never, ever provoke me again and again, and even had the guts to attack Muzhou. This has crossed my bottom line!"

Zamu's face looked grim. In some matters, people had different standpoints after all. But after losing the battle, he was not strong enough.

He was also annoyed by this. The situation had deteriorated drastically without any warning. The Xianzhen Valley and the Xiang Army had already been seriously damaged, while the supported Wanyan Honglie was advancing rapidly. Together with the rebellious Zhurong and others, it could be said that they had pushed the Jurchens to the brink of the cliff.

He was very afraid that the Jurchen country would collapse on its own!

"Your Majesty, the Jurchens are willing to pay compensation for this matter and appease your anger!"

"But the bottom line is that you can no longer help Wanyan Honglie. As long as you agree to this matter, we can discuss any conditions."

There was no hesitation in Qin Yun's eyes. First of all, he would never betray his friend and let Wanyan Honglie get into trouble. This was not his style.

Second, a venomous snake like Emperor Wanyan is just a stopgap measure now. He is just trying to quell the "uprising" and "restoration" incidents in the country and free up his hands. He will definitely not be content.

No matter how extraordinary this Zamu is, or how much faith he has, he is still a Jurchen after all, and some of his words cannot be believed!

He shook his head gently: "Impossible."

"What do you mean?" Zamu's old face turned pale.

Qin Yun said: "Unless Emperor Wanyan takes the initiative to give up his throne to Wanyan Honglie and hand over power, I can save his life, and there is no room for negotiation on other matters!"

Zamu's heart sank to the bottom. Are the Jurchens really going to be plunged into an all-out war?

He was distracted, heartbroken, and unwilling to say, "Your Majesty, it seems that you have made up your mind to fight against the Jurchens to the end? Have you thought about the cost? There is also a Xiongnu in the north, are you really not afraid of being taken advantage of by them?!"

Qin Yun smiled: "Wrong!"

"I am not against the Jurchens. I just support Wanyan Honglie, the orthodox one, to restore the country, overthrow the illegitimate throne of Emperor Wanyan, and eliminate those treacherous ministers!"

Zamu angrily waved his sleeves, his face red: "Then there is nothing to talk about!"

"Your Majesty, you will know how foolish this decision is. Wanyan Honglie can't turn the tables. The elite Jurchens will be waiting for the Daxia army outside the Xianzhen Valley. Humph!"

The negotiations broke down before they even started, so he left immediately, knowing that Qin Yun had no intention of stopping and had big plans. His hunched body revealed a sense of strength and indomitable spirit.

Although he is an enemy, Qin Yun admires him very much. After the fall of the Turkic Khanate, no one like Zamu was found. If he could be of use to himself, it would be a great help.

"Wait!" Qin Yun suddenly spoke.

The atmosphere in the distance became heavy, especially for the Jurchen envoys. They clearly saw the two men talking angrily, and it was obvious that they did not reach an agreement.

"What should we do?" The Jurchens' faces turned pale, and a bad premonition emerged, but when they looked around, they saw that the Daxia army was blocking their way like an iron barrel.

Zamu stopped before he could look back.

"Did I tell you to leave?" Qin Yun's voice sounded indifferently.

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The sounds of countless swords being drawn were heard at the same time, flashing with cold light.

"not good!"

"Ah, no!" The Jurchen envoys were all pinned to the ground, screaming.

Zamu's face turned pale, and he turned back and gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, what do you want to do?"

Qin Yun approached with a smile: "As everyone knows, the most powerful Jurchens are the three prime minister families, and you are a high minister in name only, but your power is actually very small, right?"

"You can't change anything, so why don't you follow me? I will use you!"

Zamu's eyes widened and he said in full force: "Death is impossible!"

The corner of Qin Yun's mouth twitched. From his eyes, he thought of an old guy again, Wei Zheng of this dynasty, who was harder and stinkier than a stone in the toilet.

But what is rare and precious is that these two people have one thing in common, that is, even if a knife is placed on their necks, they will not surrender and will not admit their mistake.

The Jinyiwei were already standing on both sides with knives in hand. Qin Yun only needed one sentence to kill this extraordinary and faithful Zamu, but he was silent for a long time, and finally waved his hand, and the Jinyiwei put away their knives.

"I won't kill you, but don't even think about leaving. Just live out your days in Muzhou."

"What did you say?" Zamu was immediately furious, his beard trembling. This was more painful than killing him. The woman was in a troubled time, but he was imprisoned.

Qin Yun grinned. He was harmless to humans and animals. This old guy was a talent. Not killing him was already a sign of God's mercy. But letting him go was impossible!

Emperor Wanyan finally has a reliable minister, how could he not stab him?

"Someone, take him down!"

"Strip all those little Jurchen envoys naked and send them back. Tell Emperor Wanyan that I will take good care of them for him!"

Zamu's face instantly turned the color of liver. Even such a steady person was broken by Qin Yun. He was so angry that he trembled all over: "You! You are shameless, you are despicable!"

"What kind of emperor are you!"

The Jinyiwei stepped forward, picked up Zamu and left without any courtesy.

Qin Yun watched them go with a smile on his face. He turned a deaf ear to his angry rebuke. After all, he was a man who valued talent. After the people had completely disappeared, he waved his hand, and Wuming quickly stepped forward: "Your Majesty."

"You go in person to Baiyuan City to find Wanyan Honglie and tell him that I want to see him for something very important."

"I am worried that the poisonous snake Emperor Wanyan is plotting something. He is negotiating with both sides at the same time to alienate me and Wanyan Honglie. I hope he will not fall into the trap."

Wuming was startled, and without saying anything, he clasped his fists, mounted his horse and rode out of the Xianzhen Valley.

Qin Yun stood on the plateau, looking at the scorching sun in the distance, which seemed to be in the direction of White Ape City. Many things made him worried and he was in a bad mood.

It would be nice if I were in the palace, I could snuggle into Xiao Yuxiang's arms, or chat with Murong Shunhua and the others.

Just one day later.

Wuming arrived at Baiyuan City, a fairly large city that was occupied by the Restoration Army as its base camp. The entire city was under martial law, and people of mysterious identities often came in and out.

"Prince Wanyan, I have delivered your majesty's order. I hope you will be prudent and return to Xianzhen Valley to meet with your majesty as soon as possible." Wuming bowed lightly as a sign of respect.

Wanyan Honglie's eyes flashed with a hint of displeasure. Now, he controlled seven cities, had over a hundred thousand soldiers, and countless nobles wanted to get close to him. Subconsciously, he no longer liked the word "command".

But he didn't show it, and he didn't have any more thoughts yet. He smiled and said, "Okay, Master Wuming, please go back and tell His Majesty that I will return immediately after I take over Baicheng and have a long talk with His Majesty."

"As for the peace talks, please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will not fall into your trap."

Wuming nodded, and his naturally cold and sharp eyes subconsciously swept over the many Jurchen generals and staff in the hall, thinking to himself that there were so many unfamiliar faces!

How did Wanyan Honglie expand so quickly in such a short period of time without Dugu Jin and Zhu Rong making any efforts?