The First Tyrant of Daxia

For two whole days, Jincheng experienced unimaginable turmoil. The army was approaching, countless civilians and dignitaries fled, the streets were in chaos, and nine out of ten houses were empty. The horn of the country's demise had already sounded.

Wanyan Pusa's surrender faction took the lead, but Fanyin was the empress and the mother of the crown prince after all. She still refused to admit defeat. While frantically contacting the Restoration Army, she also set her sights on the Xia Army.

On this day, the Daxia army had arrived at Yunding Town, which was under the jurisdiction of Jincheng. It was less than thirty miles away from Jincheng. As long as they wanted, they could reach the town by galloping on horseback for half a day.

The war is about to break out!

Qin Yun could no longer contain his anxiety. He was eager to end the Jurchen regime and reveal Fanyin's true identity as soon as possible so that Wanyan Honglie could stop.

As long as he is willing to stop and keep his life, he will have no problem living a rich and prosperous life.

After all, there are more than 200,000 Restoration Army soldiers, and if they fight, many people of Daxia will die.

He issued thirteen consecutive imperial edicts, which pounded into the Golden City like the words of gods!

"Report!"

"Report!"

"Report!"

"..."

The constant urgent reports from the Jurchen soldiers made Fanyin in the palace extremely upset. She frowned and said, "It's the thirteenth time. What else did he say?"

Many of her subordinates are stationed here, including Fan Jiaren, who is at least as powerful as the entire Jincheng and should not be underestimated.

At this moment, they were in panic, with ugly faces and sweat, looking at the messenger.

The soldier clasped his fists and said urgently: "Reporting to the Empress, here are thirteen imperial edicts, and the content is the same, telling us to go out of the city to welcome them and give up all weapons. Otherwise, the army will arrive in a day, and Daxia will massacre all the old Jurchen ministers."

"Ah!" In the hall, there were cries of surprise and people's faces changed drastically.

Click, click, click!

Fan Tong clenched his fists angrily, his face flushed as he cursed: "Daxiazi is too arrogant!"

"Isn't he afraid of being punished by God for slaughtering all the former Jurchen officials?!"

"That's right. Daxiazi is a murderer who deserves to be killed. He can do this to us before he arrives. If he arrives, what will happen?"

An old man had a gloomy face: "This boy is only 24 years old, and he has committed countless murders in the Jurchen territory. He also slaughtered the surrendered troops. In terms of hypocrisy and cunning, he is not inferior to the founding emperor of Daxia. In terms of cruelty and ruthlessness, he is not inferior to the former grassland Ashina Yuangu!"

"Such a person is too scheming, too murderous, and too lucky! He has stolen the secrets of heaven. He will not live long!"

The old man gritted his teeth, as if he was cursing.

But no matter how much they cursed, the 180,000 elite troops of Daxia knocking on the pass was an extremely powerful deterrent.

It was visible to the naked eye that there was a shadow deep in everyone's pupils. Gan Fu's 50,000-strong army had just been slaughtered not long ago.

They were even more terrified to see Gan Fu being torn apart by six horses!

Fanyin supported her face with her slender hands, and stroked her forehead helplessly and dejectedly. It seemed that she had a headache. She tried all the methods she could think of, but with little effect.

The Restoration Army was suppressed by Qin Yun.

Jincheng also allowed Wanyan Bodhisattva and the Xiongnu forces to take the initiative, and it seemed that everything was a foregone conclusion.

"How long will it take for Wanyan Honglie to arrive?" Fanyin asked publicly for the first time.

The expressions of the Fan family members remained unchanged, but the expressions of other dignitaries changed slightly!

The Empress Dowager was indeed connected with the Restoration Army, but it doesn’t matter now. If one suffers, all suffer; if one prospers, all prosper.

"It will be a day late." Someone replied softly.

Fan Tong's eyes lit up: "Empress, why don't we hold out for a day until the Restoration Army arrives?"

Everyone looked at Fanyin, this method seemed to be feasible.

But Fanyin showed no sign of being moved, and even her beautiful face fell. She said coldly: "One day may seem short, but it is enough for the Great Xia army to flatten Jincheng."

"Do you think the 80,000 men in Jincheng can stop the combined forces of the Shenji Battalion and the Twelve Riders of Yanyun?"

"What about the Xiang army in the past? What about Gan Fu? Didn't they still suffer a crushing defeat? Besides, Wanyan Bodhisattva and his people are determined to surrender and will not be willing to resist."

After hearing this, the scene fell into deathly silence, and everyone's faces gradually turned pale.

"Then, then what should the Emperor and Empress do now?" someone asked fearfully. He had participated in many military operations against Da Xia. Once Da Xia took charge, with Qin Yun's temper, he would definitely die a hundred times.

"call!"

Fanyin exhaled a breath of foul air. Although her face, which brought disaster to the country and the people, did not look so panicked and she maintained the dignity of a superior and empress, she actually had no other choice.

In terms of politics and ability, she is far inferior to Wang Min.

She stood up, her eyes flashing with light, and said in a deep voice: "Help me send an imperial decree to Emperor Daxia, saying that I have made all preparations for surrender."

"But this is conditional. I want to meet with him and have a private talk with him to avoid civilian casualties and friction between the two armies, so that a smooth transition can be achieved."

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other in surprise.

Fan Tong couldn't help but ask, "Empress, do you want to use negotiations to buy time and wait for the Restoration Army to arrive?"

Fanyin turned around, feeling upset. She knew that the Restoration Army was most likely no match for Daxia. Not fighting would be more of a deterrent. If they fought, they would most likely be doomed.

The voice was cold: "This is not your business, just pass on the order!"

Fan Tong was scolded. After all, he was the elder, so his face suddenly turned red and he felt very embarrassed, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

"Yes, Empress."

Seeing this, everyone could only retreat temporarily to see what Daxia's attitude was.

"Wait!" Fanyin suddenly called everyone again.

She turned around and looked back beautifully. Both her figure and appearance were top-notch. She was a beauty that ordinary people would never be able to reach in their lifetime.

"Remember, this matter is top secret, no one is allowed to disclose it!"

"Whether it is the Restoration Army or Wanyan Bodhisattva, they must keep it secret. No one can leak it, otherwise they will bear the consequences!"

She almost gritted her teeth as she said the last four words, her eyes emitting a cold light that swept across everyone.

All of a sudden, everyone was startled, as if there were needles on their backs, and they said one after another: "Yes, yes, Empress, we understand!"

Not long after, the secret meeting in the hall ended and the group left. Fanyin's order was secretly sent out of Jincheng. This time she did not represent anyone but only herself.

Fanyin came to the mourning hall of Emperor Wanyan alone, with countless pieces of white cloth, and the emperor had not even been buried yet.

There was no sadness on her face, only indifference. Her eyes were filled with the cruelty that only women have. She gritted her teeth and said, "I have waited so long for this day. I must not lose it so easily, no matter what means I use!"

She clenched her hands until they turned white!

When Qin Yun received this secret letter, it was already late at night.

Hongye's red hair fell down her shoulders, making her look very charming. Her snow-white shoulders were only covered with a ribbon. She kept shouting on the bed, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Qin Yun was woken up and opened his eyes hazily. He saw torches and shadowy figures outside the military tent. It was obvious that something had happened.

He was immediately startled and jumped up, his face serious: "What's wrong? What happened?"