The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Yes!"

"Quick, the cavalry will clear the way and set off back to treat our brother's injuries!" Anxious voices were heard everywhere.

"..."

Not long after, the army returned to the camp in a mighty force.

Qin Yun ordered that the news of his injury be strictly blocked. He did not want to disrupt the morale of the army, and even more so did not want the news to be reported back to the imperial capital.

In the tent.

With a "pu" sound, Qin Yun spat out a mouthful of blood. His forehead was covered with sweat, and his bare chest was still purple and blue. It was enough to imagine how fierce the collision not long ago was.

Everyone in the tent had an unhappy look on their faces and was extremely worried.

Wow!

A gust of wind blew by, and a tall and brave young man rushed in: "Your Majesty, foster father!"

Everyone looked at the direction with surprise. It had finally arrived!

This is Mu Le, who led 100,000 Shenji Battalions all the way from the imperial capital. He is covered in armor and looks more mature, but his eyes are still as sharp and captivating as ever.

He had a look of ecstasy on his face at the moment, and was about to chat about family matters, but he suddenly saw the injured Qin Yun and was stunned.

"Your Majesty, what happened?" His face looked grim, and then he became extremely angry.

Someone said, "Your Majesty was ambushed by an assassin."

boom!

The furious Mu Le came all the way here, and before he could even catch his breath, he stamped his feet so hard that the ground cracked, and immediately yelled, "It must be the traitor Wanyan Honglie!"

"Your Majesty, I will lead the troops immediately to capture the ancient pass and avenge you!" He turned and rushed forward.

Qin Yun, who was sitting naked, showed a bitter smile. This kid was still so anxious: "Wait!"

"The one who attacked was not Wanyan Honglie, but someone from Jincheng."

Mu Le stopped, turned around and knelt down, his eyes red, gritting his teeth: "Then I will attack Jincheng and make them pay a heavy price!"

"It's all my fault. If I had come earlier, this wouldn't have happened." He felt very guilty and angry, and wished he could tear the murderer to pieces.

Seeing this, Nun Jingyi's beautiful eyes flickered slightly. This was her first time meeting Qin Yun and his subordinates. This Mu Le was so famous, yet so loyal to Qin Yun.

She couldn't help but look at Qin Yun a little more. Is this bastard really that good? Famous generals follow him, beauties follow him, and even his beloved disciple follows him.

"Your Majesty, can I take you back to the imperial capital? You are so badly injured, I am worried. You must take good care of yourself, otherwise your dragon body will be damaged and we cannot bear the responsibility." He suddenly begged again, looking at Qin Yun's injuries, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Qin Yun was very pleased with his innocent heart, but he was not a sickly person. How could a man not get hurt?

Before he could speak, Jing Yi, who had been using his internal energy to heal his wounds, slowly stood up and said calmly, "It's not a big problem. It's just a broken bone. As long as you don't go into battle, you'll be healed in two months."

"I have also used my internal energy to force out the blood clots."

Hearing this, everyone's scalps suddenly exploded, and they all panicked: "What, broken bones?"

"Isn't this heavy?!"

"Your Majesty, I beg you to return to the capital immediately and let Dr. Sun treat your injuries. Please do not let any root cause of the disease remain!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, if you have a chronic illness, it will be very troublesome. You can't see it now, but you will suffer from illness in your later years."

Everyone's face turned pale. The emperor was injured, and no one present could escape responsibility. The cabinet alone would be skinned alive, not to mention the queens.

Qin Yun put on his clothes and waved his hands, saying, "I am as strong as a bull, how can I be sick?"

"Didn't Master Jingyi say that? It's not a big deal. Just don't go into battle. Don't be too nervous. I've survived so many life-and-death crises. Am I afraid of breaking a bone?"

Everyone looked worried and wanted to continue to persuade him, but he stopped them with one hand: "Okay, stop talking."

"I'll leave my injury to Jing..."

Before he could finish his words, Jingyi actually left the tent. I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, but he just didn't give him face.

Qin Yun was speechless and cursed inwardly, "stinky woman, her temper is still so bad." Fortunately, Youwei was brought to the palace early, otherwise, if she really learned from her, it would be troublesome.

But even though he cursed her, he did not blame her. After all, this woman had saved him once.

"Ahem!" He coughed lightly to ease the embarrassment, had someone apply ointment, and said, "I will not leave. The Divine Machine Battalion has arrived. I will show my strength next!"

"But before that, I have to pry open Chi Bo's mouth. I want to know the truth for sure. You're playing tricks on me, hum!" A sharp light flashed in his eyes. Although he guessed who it was, he needed solid evidence to expose her true face.

After hearing this, everyone knew what kind of temper he had. They looked at each other, unable to persuade him any further.

"Then Your Majesty, let the next expedition be left to the Shenji Camp, and you can rest in the rear." Mu Le said seriously.

Qin Yun glanced at him. He looked tired and dusty. It was obvious that he had come here in a hurry. He said unhappily, "You should go and rest first. You have been on a long march and have not rested much. How can I sweep the Jurchens with such an army?!"

Hearing this, Mu Le's eyes lit up. Sweeping across the Jurchens?

The generals were all secretly delighted, and they all looked at each other, wondering if this meant that His Majesty would no longer hold back.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" he roared, his fighting spirit high, and thought with evil humor in his heart, He Ya, oh He Ya, you will definitely not be able to come to the Jurchen war, so just stay in Xiliang and raise horses.

"All of you should get ready. The Taiping Dao camp is not safe. We must return to the main camp outside the ancient pass in the near future and then carry out the next military operation. It is imperative to meet up with Tongcheng!" Qin Yun instructed. Wu Zeng's death was just the beginning.

Only after rescuing Tongcheng can we truly let go. With the Qi Pill, what's wrong with fighting two at one?

"Yes!!" the soldiers roared, full of high spirits, and the war was finally about to begin!

The Qi Dan and the Shen Jiying gave them more confidence, and Qin Yun’s injury also made them a little angry!

After the people left, Qin Yun picked up a cup of hot tea and drank it all in one gulp, with white mist coming out of his throat: "Go, bring the person up, I want to interrogate him personally."

"Yes!" Wuming and others went to catch the man without saying a word.

It was obvious to the naked eye that their movements were not very convenient, as they were all injured to varying degrees by Chi Bo in the recent battle.

Suddenly, Jingyi's voice sounded outside the tent again: "I'll go."

Suddenly, the Jinyiwei stopped in his tracks, and Qin Yun was also stunned. This woman took the initiative to help him? This was no less difficult than getting Murong Shunhua to agree to his visit to a brothel.

Her disdainful voice sounded again, as if she had guessed Qin Yun's thoughts: "Don't think too much, I just want to see how you judge people."

"You said you could let a master like Chi Bo start, I also want to broaden my horizons."

"If you can't get any useful information from him, I'll kill him immediately!"

Hearing this, Qin Yun frowned slightly, thinking that this woman should be caring at her age, but why is her tone always so sharp? Is she in menopause?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh. This nun is quite interesting, but he didn't know why she came here.