The First Tyrant of Daxia

In just two hours, the entire army left the city in an orderly manner and headed north.

The further north you go, the steeper the terrain becomes, and the more challenging the climate becomes, and even with the existence of the Qi Dan, it is not always so smooth.

Judging from the map, the Imperial Camp of the Restoration Army is obviously closer to Jincheng, and they have the help of Fanyin, so they will most likely not encounter too many obstacles.

But Qin Yun is different. Not only does he have to go far, he also has to overcome Yelu Yan.

Even Qin Yun himself didn't really believe that he could reach Jincheng first, but for him, it didn't matter who arrived first. He would fight whoever arrived first!

The Jurchens can no longer be handed over to others. Wanyan Honglie’s mistake can only be made once!

At this time, the Restoration Army in the west had also set out, and the entire army was moving at full speed.

On the central chariot, with large flags fluttering, all the senior figures of the Restoration Army gathered. Sitting at the head was naturally Wanyan Honglie, and sitting opposite him was Gan Fu.

He was wearing a black eye patch, having become a one-eyed man, and the scar on his face was indelible, making him look very miserable.

"What's going on? Why did Jincheng change so suddenly?" Wanyan Honglie clenched his fists. He didn't know why he looked more haggard these days and no longer had his former charm.

Everyone looked at a special envoy in black, who was from the Fan family and Fan Yin's second uncle.

He explained: "Your Majesty, this matter is too complicated and has far exceeded our expectations. Even the Great Xia Emperor Qin Yun is confused."

Wanyan Honglie was dissatisfied, holding the jade ring in his hand, frowning and saying: "What's so complicated? Yelu Yan has been detained. As for the Jurchens, it's up to me and Yin'er to decide."

"As long as we drive out the Xia army, I can ascend the throne smoothly. Why did we create so many problems?"

Hearing this, all the generals around nodded in agreement.

The chariot was swaying and roaring continuously. Fanyin's second uncle sighed, but his middle-aged face was covered with white hair.

"Your Majesty, you don't know."

"Now the Emperor and Empress can no longer control the entire Golden City."

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the room was shocked: "What?"

"The Emperor and Empress failed to control the Golden City? Who was preventing them?"

"After Emperor Wanyan died, can those useless princes still threaten the emperor and empress? Or are the Yelu and Xiti families interfering?"

Everyone looked nervous because this was related to the foothold of the Restoration Army.

Only when they embrace Jincheng and become one can they gain absolute advantage.

Fanyin's second uncle, Fantong, looked unhappy and said cryptically, "Neither of them is true. It was the Xiongnu who intervened..."

The helpless voice quickly set off the whole place, and all the important figures of the Restoration Army were shocked: "What, Huns?!"

"When did they intervene?"

"Don't they want to stay out of this?"

Wanyan Honglie's face was uneasy, as if he was surrounded by tigers. In this situation, the road to ascending the throne would only become more difficult.

He even had a moment of regret. If he had been more decisive and magnanimous and had not engaged in war with Daxia, would the Xiongnu have even had the desire to send troops?

Fan Tong looked at the thousands of troops marching forward and gritted his teeth and said, "Even the emperor and empress only learned about this not long ago. Many powerful figures in the court have been bribed and controlled."

"As soon as Emperor Wanyan died, they began to emerge and manipulated the situation of whoever entered Jincheng first would gain the throne. The emperor and empress were powerless to do anything about it."

Wanyan Honglie frowned, the sunlight piercing his eyes so that he couldn't open them: "Do you know what the Xiongnu meant?"

"If he wants to take advantage of the chaos to rob, there's no need to go through so much trouble, right?"

Fan Tong was silent for a long time: "Maybe, they just want to watch us fight with Daxia, and then reap the benefits."

"What should we do now?" Wanyan Honglie asked anxiously. He had imagined countless times that he could overlook this world that originally belonged to him from Jincheng.

Fan Tong clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, rest assured. The Emperor and Empress are working hard. The road ahead has been basically cleared. Even if you encounter obstacles, you can sweep them away."

"As for Daxia, they are blocked by Yelu Yan. Although he is not on good terms with the emperor and empress, he has a deep blood feud with Daxia and it is impossible for them to become friends."

"So your majesty still has the advantage of time, place and people. When the army enters the city, those guys who have been bribed by the Huns will no longer be able to oppose."

"Once you ascend the throne, you can flex your muscles and command the entire nation to expel Daxia!"

The excited emotions were unable to bring any joy to the Restoration Army, after all, they lost so miserably.

Wanyan Honglie was especially uneasy, as he always felt that the Fan family was making big promises for him. But when he thought of Fanyin, he dismissed the idea.

He waved his hands wearily, supporting his forehead with one hand, and said, "Let's talk about this when we get to Jincheng."

"What's going on with Wang Min? What's going on with her and Qin Yun's child?"

He had witnessed the conquest of Xiliang, so he naturally knew about Wang Min and was somewhat curious.

Fan Tong frowned and said to Wanyan Honglie in a veiled voice, "Your Majesty, Wang Min is elusive and has caused trouble for the Emperor and Empress more than once."

"She is in the same camp as Qin Yun now. In fact, Qin Yun sent her there. Relying on her good skills, she once sneaked into the Jincheng Palace and slapped the emperor and empress in the face."

"He even threatened that he would hit Wanyan Honglie's woman, saying that Your Majesty is a traitor and a second-rate person!"

When Fan Tong said this, his eyes flickered, and it was unknown who was ordering him to add fuel to the fire.

Suddenly, Wanyan Honglie was furious!

boom!

He punched the wooden table of the chariot, causing everyone to stagger. His eyes flashed with murderous intent: "This is too much!"

"What do you have to say? Come to me. Why are you looking for Yin'er?!"

"This Wang Min, she's looking for death!!"

He gritted his teeth and his face turned red. Anyone would be unhappy if their woman was beaten, let alone the emperor, as this involved dignity.

At this time, Gan Fu, who had a grudge against Qin Yun, finally spoke, his voice hoarse and his eyes full of resentment: "Your Majesty, give me another chance!"

"You lead the main force to Jincheng to ascend the throne and receive the imperial seal. I will lead a small team to intercept the Daxia army. Not only will this buy you time, but we can also wait for an opportunity to retaliate!"

Hearing this, everyone looked over.

Who doesn't know that the head coach Gan Fu was beaten so badly not long ago that his front teeth could not be found? For a moment, there was some silence.

Wanyan Honglie frowned. He didn't want to agree at first, as he already lost trust in Gan Fu. But if he didn't express his opinion when Fanyin was beaten, wouldn't that be too cowardly?

"Okay!" He gritted his teeth and said, "Since Wang Min has lost his trace in Jincheng and can't be found, then let's find Qin Yun!"

"I'll give you 50,000 soldiers. I don't need you to win a great victory. I just need you to find opportunities to cause trouble, delay time, and fight for Yin'er. Do you understand?"

Ganfu stood up, knelt down with his tall body, clasped his fists tightly, and the flame of revenge flashed in his eyes: "Yes!!"

Wanyan Honglie waved his hand, and Ganfu jumped off the chariot and went to mobilize the troops.