The First Tyrant of Daxia

The war was about to break out. The shogun's eyes were glaring, he drew his sword and screamed: "Shoot, shoot! Wait for your majesty's reinforcements, don't let the enemy climb the city wall!"

shhhhhh...

Arrows fell like pear blossom rain, covering the sky and the sun, and shot down many Restoration Army soldiers. However, they could not play a big role in this vast siege.

A brutal siege began.

The roar that reaches the sky is like the end of the world.

Before this, the army of Emperor Wanyan's faction in the rear actually knew that a war was going to break out here, but it was already well known that Tongcheng had defected to Daxia.

They were also happy to watch the snipe and the clam fighting each other, and blocked the retreat route of the north gate of Tongcheng.

As night fell, the moon was red, the air on the plateau was thin, and the temperature dropped sharply, especially in the Futu Mountains. Even the Jurchens were unwilling to cross this road.

But Qin Yun had no other choice now. Taking a detour was too slow. The longer the delay, the more danger there would be in Tongcheng. He could only travel day and night under all kinds of pressure!

Fortunately, it was the Shenji Battalion, and also fortunately, the war horses were top-notch war horses captured from the grassland. Otherwise, no matter who or what war horses came, they would have died halfway.

There was a roar among the towering mountains.

"Battle ahead, get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Report! Your Majesty, the Restoration Army has already started the attack seven hours ago. The 150,000-man army wants to take it in one fell swoop. The Tongcheng is fighting to the death, and the battle situation is unclear!"

"In Jincheng, Yeluyan's army did not participate in the battle, but it seems to have blocked the retreat route of Tongcheng."

"Scouts and spies can no longer cross the battlefield and cannot find out the situation inside Tongcheng!" The voice was filled with urgency and worry.

Then, Qin Yun's furious voice resounded through the sky: "Restoration Army, who is the main attacker?!"

"Inuifu, Inuisu's brother!"

"Humph, no one can reach out to me! Soldiers, advance at full speed, I will chop off Gan Fu's head with my own hands to offer a sacrifice to my great Xia Wei!"

"Yes!!"

"Kill the dry man and sacrifice to the power of heaven!" The roars were like thunder piercing the ears.

What followed was the neighing of war horses and the rumbling of horses' hooves galloping at high speed. There were 80,000 of them, so you can imagine how huge the momentum was.

Definitely not inferior to the 150,000 troops of the Restoration Army!

One hour, two hours, three hours...

As time passed, the soldiers became nervous and sweated. After all, the main force of the 150,000-strong Restoration Army was launching a massive attack. Even if Tongcheng was not taken, they would still have to shed some skin.

The shogunate's army was not the Shinjiying, and would be considered inferior if placed in Daxia.

Finally, when dawn broke, Qin Yun saw a passage in the mountains. At the end of the passage, flames were burning in the sky, which was very conspicuous.

It seemed that even at such a long distance, the sounds of fighting were still lingering in my ears.

Qin Yun's expression immediately changed: "Go!!"

He squeezed his legs against the horse's belly and rushed to the front like a climax. The bumpy road seemed like he would miss a step at any time.

This startled all the Jinyiwei members and they hurried to follow.

"Shut up!"

The warhorse neighed and raised its hooves high. Qin Yun came to the end of the Futu Mountains and rushed out of the last steep slope, allowing him to get a glimpse of the entire scene behind!

Under the azure sky, there stood a fairly decent city.

Afterwards, 80,000 Divine Machine Battalions also rumbled over and lined up in a row, looking murderous in black, perfectly hidden by the dim sky.

"finally reached!"

"We crossed the Futu Mountains in one night. We actually did it!"

"The Restoration Army must have thought that we wouldn't take the most difficult route!" the soldiers were excited.

At this time, Jingyi's beautiful eyes were filled with shock. She stared blankly ahead, completely shocked: "Oh my God..."

Even someone as strong as she is and as kind-hearted as she is, couldn't help but be shocked.

I saw that the Tongcheng had completely become a dead place, with countless corpses lying in rows, piled up into mountains, and even hanging on the edge of the city wall.

The Restoration Army was climbing up like locusts, and many of them had already reached the top of the city wall. The scene was shocking for a while, as if all you could see was black.

Compared to the battle of Guguan, Tongcheng might be even more terrifying, because it is a battlefield of 200,000 people, and Ganfu wants to defeat them in one wave!

The shouts and cries of killing filled the area for miles, and even standing here, one could hear them clearly.

But for the battle-hardened Shenjiying, this was already commonplace, and they stood there like evil spirits, waiting for orders.

Qin Yun winked at the scouts, who quietly jumped into the battlefield. His sharp eyes quickly searched for something, and he couldn't help but whispered, "The battle in Youzhou was a hundred times more terrifying than this."

"At that time, Daxia was facing Ashina Yuangu of the grasslands, a man who will be remembered forever by the Turks. Unfortunately, they failed at the last moment."

Although he was praising Ashina Yuangu, and even revealed a hint of fear, Jingyi felt that Qin Yun was becoming more and more terrifying.

It was a hundred times more terrifying than this. Was that the underworld? Millions of troops fighting each other?

She couldn't help but turn her head to look at Qin Yun. She couldn't imagine how he got here. Was he just relying on his red cannon?

"Your Majesty, what are you waiting for?"

"Only 150,000 people. The Shenji Camp can take them all in one bite!" Mu Le's voice was trembling, his eyes were bloodthirsty, and he tightly grasped the Fang Tian Huaji, causing the entire army to be excited, as if they wanted to rush out.

Qin Yun frowned: "Wait!"

"To catch a thief, first catch the leader. If you catch the man, everything will be easy."

Mu Le had no choice but to suppress his anxiety, and looked at the Tongcheng where shouts of killing were rising to the sky, feeling a little worried.

"Your Majesty, where is it!" Suddenly, a cry of surprise was heard, and Wuming of the Jinyiwei was the first to discover the commander's flag among the 150,000-strong army.

Swish swish!

Everyone looked intently, trying to see clearly in the azure light. In the endless black torrent, there was a huge chariot parked. The flag with the word "Gan" on it was quite conspicuous!

"Your Majesty, Gan Fu should be there, but there is a problem. He cannot fail to be found at such a long distance. Once the military formation is adjusted, it will be difficult to kill him with one sword!" Mu Le said with a frown.

"So what if we make adjustments? The 150,000 Restoration Army is nothing but a bunch of losers. I never take them seriously!" Qin Yun said domineeringly, and then looked at the thousands of troops behind him.

He drew out the sword decisively, and with a clang, the blade made a slight sound.

"No need to wait for the scouts' report!"

"Soldiers, I have only one order. Break through the defenses of the Restoration Army. I want to see Gan Fu fall from his horse. I want to trample the supreme commander of the Restoration Army under my feet and wash away the shame of betrayal!"

"Yes!!"

"Capture Gan Fu alive and wash away the shame!" Eighty thousand people roared, like demons climbing up from the mountains, with murderous aura spreading to the sky.

The supreme commander has a special meaning for an army, which is why the enemy wanted to kill Xiao Jian in several battles.

The various betrayals of the Restoration Army completely enraged the Daxia army. When the enemies met at this moment, they were extremely jealous of each other. How could they not be excited?

In their eyes, 150,000 people is just a number, no different from 20,000 or 500,000 people.

"Kill!" Qin Yun roared.

Rumble, the iron armor suddenly roared, the war horses galloped, the mountain went downhill, and the earth shook.