The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Brother Emperor, I have fulfilled my mission!" Qin Ci was panting and sweating profusely. He had several wounds on his body, but they seemed to be superficial.

Qin Yun helped him up: "Brother is proud of you."

Qin Ci was stunned, and a smile appeared on his handsome and mature face.

At this time, Qin Yun looked at a fallen warhorse. Gan Fu was bleeding and stabbing the ground with a knife. He was gasping for breath, as if he could hardly breathe, and his face was full of intense pain.

Blood was flowing from somewhere on his body, staining his armor red.

Da da……

Qin Yun walked over, looking down at Gan Fu with a smile on his face, "Marshal Gan, I didn't expect that things will change. This time, God is still on my side."

Gan Fu raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth: "Don't be so arrogant, you can't be so lucky every time!"

"One day, you will meet a tough guy!"

There were weapons everywhere, with at least a thousand knives pointed at him. He knew that he had no way to escape today, so he decided to hold out to the end.

"Oh?"

"Being a tough guy, doesn't being a commander count? If you don't count, who in the world dares to call himself a tough guy?" Qin Yun was extremely sarcastic.

Phew...Haha!

The soldiers surrounding here burst into laughter.

Gan Fu was so angry that he was shaking all over, his face was ashen, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly said: "Go to hell!"

He suddenly pulled out the knife he was holding and stabbed it towards Qin Yun fiercely: "Haha, let's die together!"

Qin Yun was disdainful and didn't even move.

A black shadow flashed by, and with a click, Ganfu's wrist was twisted into a knot by Old Feng, forming a strange arc that made people's scalp tingle.

"Ah!!" His screams like a pig being slaughtered resounded through the night, his entire face turned red and twisted in pain.

"Hmph!" Old Feng snorted coldly and retreated again.

boom!

Gan Fu fell to the ground, screaming and wailing, rolling around in a miserable state, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

Qin Yun smacked his lips, walked up to him, and said jokingly: "The commander-in-chief of the Restoration Army, who was once a man second only to the emperor, has ended up like this. His luck is really bad. What a pity, what a pity!"

Gan Fu's veins were exposed. He tightly grasped his twisted right hand and stared at Qin Yun with bloodshot eyes.

Originally, Qin Yun thought he was going to start cursing again.

Unexpectedly, he gritted his teeth and said, "Leave me a way to live, and I will never go against you again!"

Everyone was stunned, wondering if they had heard it wrong. Was he so cowardly? Wasn't he still so arrogant just now?

Qin Ci showed a look of contempt. The commander of the Restoration Army was in such a good condition, and the soldiers under his command were not much better. If Wanyan Honglie was allowed to ascend the throne, he would be overthrown in a few years.

Qin Yun sneered: "Speak louder, I can't hear you!"

Gan Fu's face turned pale and he was sweating profusely, but he was really scared. He couldn't bear the extreme pain.

"I say, Your Majesty, please give me a way to live. I will never go against Daxia again and will retire to the mountains from now on!" He raised his voice.

Qin Yun curled his lips and shook his head: "I still didn't hear it!"

Gan Fu's face flushed red, and he knew that Qin Yun was deliberately humiliating him, but he had to repeat: "Your Majesty, please let me live, I will never again..."

Snapped!

Before he could finish his words, a crisp slap sounded.

"Didn't you hear me? Did you miss your meal?" Qin Yun shouted.

There was a startle all around; no one had expected such a decisive slap.

Ganfu's nose was bleeding and his face was red. The intense shame and anger almost swallowed him. He was gasping for breath, gritting his teeth, and staring at the ground with his one eye. He almost couldn't control himself.

At the last moment, he still suppressed it, thinking that if he took a step back, everything would be calm.

The ruins and battlefields were dead silent.

Qin Yun was disdainful and raised the torch again, shining it on his face provocatively: "Marshal Gan, I still like your unruly appearance before. Now you are like a little lamb. I wonder what your subordinates' reaction will be when they see you?"

Gan Fu's face was red, and he almost bit his lips, which were already covered in blood.

Like a wild animal growling, "Your Majesty, you are going too far. Please give me some space..."

boom!

Qin Yun was furious when he heard this. He stepped hard on his face with his foot, his face cold and contemptuous: "Leave a way out? You are a piece of shit, do you think I should leave a way out for you?"

"If I hadn't caught you today, would you be so kind?"

"Do you think I am a living Buddha and will let you go after I capture you?"

Gan Fu clenched his fist: "Then what do you want?!"

"How?" Qin Yun asked back, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes: "Someone come!"

"I'm here!" At least a thousand people responded, wanting to do the next task.

Gan Fu's face suddenly changed, and there was fear in his pupils.

"Bring six horses here. The cruelest punishment in history is being torn apart by five horses. Today I will give you a special one: being torn apart by six horses!" Qin Yun's eyes were extremely cold.

"Yes!" the soldiers shouted, a hint of passion appeared in their eyes, and they immediately went to lead the horses.

Being able to kill the enemy commander is extremely beneficial to morale.

"You, you!" Gan Fu's face turned pale and he was extremely angry: "Aren't you afraid that if you execute me, you will be counterattacked by the Restoration Army with all its strength?"

"Have you really thought about the consequences?"

Snapped!

Qin Yun slapped him again and said disdainfully: "Who do you think you are? What consequences, how big consequences will they be?"

"Ah!!" Gan Fu exploded, roaring like a wild beast and rushed towards Qin Yun.

He kicked him away like he was kicking trash, feeling angry that such trash could serve as the commander-in-chief of the Restoration Army. Apart from his bloodline, Wanyan Honglie really had nothing that was good enough to be an emperor.

Even if he turned against the government and became a hero, it would be admirable, but he didn't, which makes some of his decisions seem extremely stupid.

"Qin Yun, you won't have an easy time either!"

"I'm waiting for you underground, waiting for you!"

"Ah!" He struggled and roared, but he could not escape being tied to six war horses.

Qin Yun showed no mercy or fear, and waved his hand directly: "Execute. Use the blood of Gan Fu to commemorate all the heroic souls who have sacrificed since Da Xia entered the battlefield!"

"They can rest in peace for now!"

All the soldiers roared to the night sky: "Yes, yes, yes!"

"With Gan Fu's blood, I will pay tribute to the heroic spirits of our Great Xia!!"

The flickering torches illuminated half the sky.

clap clap clap!

Six long swords hit the warhorse's buttocks. The horse felt pain and let out a whine instantly, then rushed in six different directions with its hooves.

Ganfu's facial features were almost distorted, and his only pupil exuded fear from the bottom of his heart. The smell of death enveloped him.

"Ah!" He let out a terrified roar that cut through the sky.

But it only lasted for a moment. The power of the galloping warhorse was terrifying. Bang!

His body almost exploded and was torn into pieces alive. Blood mist rose into the sky, it was a horrible sight.

Seeing this scene, the captured Restoration Army was terrified and their faces turned pale. The commander said to kill them?

On the battlefield, Qin Yun was as cold as the god of death: "Bury all these traitors alive!"

"I won't give them a second chance!"