The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun frowned: "Well done, the best of both worlds, two armies fighting, civilians are innocent!"

"But you must watch out for me and don't let any spies sneak in. Otherwise, all of you wearing official hats will have to get out and build the Great Wall!"

"Yes!" Everyone was serious.

Afterwards, Qin Yun thought about it and walked down the hillside to the foot of the messy Great Wall, where smoke and dust were rising into the sky and the smell of sweat was overwhelming.

Dugu Jin considerately handed him a handkerchief that still had body scent on it, and Qin Yun took it.

Zhu Rong felt uncomfortable watching this scene. Although they were both people who surrendered to Qin Yun, Dugu Jin had left her far behind in just half a year.

He found a group of refugees and asked, "Are you from the Jurchens?"

The ragged, unkempt refugees knelt down immediately in fear when they saw so many officials around Qin Yun: "No, no, we can work, don't kill us!"

"Spare your life, spare your life!"

The child also howled due to the tense atmosphere. The scene was so miserable that many soldiers couldn't help but feel compassion.

In war, the people are always the losers.

Qin Yun frowned and waved his hand. Everyone immediately stepped back three steps, squatted down and said in a friendly manner: "Don't be afraid. I can kill you, but I can also keep you here to work. At least you can fill your stomach. I just want to ask about the recent situation of the Jurchens."

An old man with gray hair holding a child raised his head and said hoarsely, "Sir, I escaped from the Jurchen city of Shu."

"There were mountains of corpses and seas of blood over there. Almost all the young and middle-aged people were killed. We couldn't survive, so we fled here. Woo woo!" The old man howled in great misery.

Dugu Jin explained softly, "Wanyan Honglie's army seems to have just captured a place that is the core of the battle zone."

Hearing this, Qin Yun's face turned unhappy. The war with the Turks was so brutal, but the people were not so miserable. Didn't both sides let the people evacuate first?

"Also, where are you from and why are you so miserable?"

A woman cried and choked up, saying, "Most of us are from Shucheng. We were able to escape because the roads are open in all directions. People from other places couldn't escape at all. They were either captured and forced to work as laborers or killed."

"Even if you survive by chance, you will starve to death!"

Upon hearing this, everyone around was shocked. They had heard this before, but now hearing the oral account from the Jurchen people, they were still shocked.

"Sir, you don't know. They don't care about our lives at all. In order to resist Wanyan Honglie, the people of the court made us civilians line up in a long line to resist the arrows."

"The imperial court was in disarray. When they fled, they had to fortify their defenses and burn all supplies. We are now homeless." The Jurchen woman cried. She was starving to the point of being skin and bones, with no trace of flesh on her body.

"What a bunch of beasts!!" someone cursed. Even though they came from different countries, they all had parents. How could they not be angry when they heard such news?

Qin Yun's expression gradually turned ugly, and he asked, "What about Wanyan Honglie? What did he do? Didn't he settle you down?"

A few months ago, Qin Yun wrote a letter to Wanyan Honglie, advising him to gather the people's hearts and treat the people well, which would help him quickly get to the top. It would also be more in line with the interests of Daxia. After all, the Jurchen battlefield had been going on, and Daxia had also suffered huge losses.

Furthermore, too many innocent people died, the sin of killing is too heavy!

Wanyan Honglie replied and agreed very officially, but from the looks of it, this bastard is just being perfunctory!

The woman cried bitterly: "Wanyan Honglie's army gave some people food at the beginning and did not kill civilians, but as the battle became more intense, Wanyan Honglie's army used the people as a shield to stop the Restoration Army from advancing."

"The Restoration Army was ruthless and didn't care about anything in order to win. They directly ordered the killing, and at least tens of thousands of people died. Moreover, every time the Restoration Army occupied a city, they would burn, kill, loot, and commit all kinds of evil."

"They vented the fear and depression of war on us civilians. My family died because of this, wuwuwu!"

Upon hearing this, Dugu Jin, Zhu Rong, Yan Zhong and everyone else froze in silence.

The Restoration Army still does such a thing?

Qin Yun was furious, and his fists rang loudly: "Wanyan Honglie, this bastard, I supported him to come to the throne and restore the monarchy because I wanted him to ascend the throne as soon as possible so that the northern part of Daxia would be peaceful, but this bastard started to mess around after he gained power!"

"If we continue to fight like this, the Jurchens will be destroyed. A destroyed Jurchen is not in line with the interests of the original decision at all!"

boom!

He stomped hard on a stone, crushing it into powder. Everyone around him was frightened. It had been a long time since they saw His Majesty so angry.

Qin Yun was extremely angry. He had endured it when Wanyan Honglie proclaimed himself emperor without any prior notice. He also endured it when Wanyan Honglie ignored him and asked him to come back for an audience.

But now, he couldn't bear it anymore!

It was definitely not his original intention to destroy all lives and leave nine out of ten houses empty. If things develop in this way, the historical records thousands of years later would nail Qin Yun to the pillar of shame, and the most miserable Jurchens would also become more hostile to Daxia!

No matter how you look at it, this seriously infringes upon the interests of him and Daxia!

At this time, the refugees reacted, looked at Qin Yun, and cried out excitedly: "Are you the emperor of Daxia?"

"Please, save us! Aren't you an ally and supporter of the Restoration Army? Please say something. It's too tragic. There are corpses everywhere in the Jurchen territory!"

"The Restoration Army is not here to save us. They only care about their own victory, and Wanyan Honglie only cares about his own throne."

"The imperial court is doing nothing, and Emperor Wanyan is a cold-blooded beast!"

"Woooooooo..."

Bang bang! They kowtowed and cried heartbreakingly. It was a tragic scene. They had nothing left. The armies of both sides were unreliable. They could only ask Daxia for help.

Qin Yun's face looked extremely ugly, and he felt even more guilty in his heart. He had massacred hundreds of thousands of soldiers, but he had never massacred innocent civilians. These were two different concepts!

Xuan Yunzi had said several times that if the sin of killing was too serious, it would be punished by heaven. And the sin of killing refers to killing innocent people.

"Someone come!" he shouted.

"Your Majesty!" Everyone around bowed.

"From now on, I announce to all refugees in the Jurchen territory that I will take care of the people that the Jurchen court doesn't care about! I will take care of the people that Wanyan Honglie doesn't dare to support! In short, I will take care of it! No matter how many people come, we will give them food and drink, and as long as they are willing to build the Great Wall, they can also get money!" Qin Yun said in a sonorous and powerful voice.

"Yes!" Everyone shouted, their blood boiling, and no one objected, even though this would require a huge expense.

But they felt in their hearts that your majesty was doing a benevolent and righteous act, a show of great love! How broad-minded you were to care so much about the common people of Jurchen!

Zhu Rong's beautiful eyes flickered and she was moved. She gradually began to understand why Daxia was so powerful, why Qin Yun's throne was as stable as Mount Tai, and why he could sit back and relax, far surpassing Emperor Wanyan and Wanyan Honglie.