The First Tyrant of Daxia

"I will only bring 2,000 armored soldiers into the city. The north gate of Jincheng must not be closed. If it is closed, the Daxia army will immediately attack the city. When the city is breached, your entire Jurchen emperor and empress faction will be executed!"

Upon hearing this, Fan Tong's face changed. Two thousand armored soldiers were acceptable, but not closing the north gate would be too risky.

He was about to say something, but Qin Yun looked at him coldly, shook his finger, and said softly: "You have no room to bargain with me."

"If you don't accept it, my 180,000-man army will attack immediately. You won't be able to hold out until the Restoration Army arrives. Don't think I don't know what you're up to."

Fan Tong looked unhappy and hesitated to agree.

Qin Yun ignored him and was no longer anxious. He saw through Fan Yin's bottom line and turned away.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Fan Tong panicked and shouted, "Okay, let's do as your Majesty says. I hope your Majesty can come on time for the appointment at noon tomorrow!"

Qin Yun turned around and said coldly: "Let Fanyin be prepared. If it's a lie..."

He sneered: "Now, you can go away."

Fan Tong swallowed hard and looked at the densely packed troops around him, trembling with fear, fearing that he would be taught a lesson.

He immediately stood up and fled in panic, even falling down, looking very embarrassed.

After the people left, torches burned brightly in the army.

"Royal brother, isn't it too risky to have two thousand armored soldiers? Even if they resist, we can still force them to give us the news once we capture Jincheng." Qin Ci frowned and advised.

"Yes." The others responded in unison, all of them had the same idea: now that Daxia had the absolute initiative, there was no need to negotiate with Fanyin.

Qin Yun shook his head slightly and looked up at the rolling darkness: "Let's see what tricks she plays first."

"This is a very scheming woman. She is probably not brave enough to hunt me down. She probably has other plans."

"In addition, two thousand armored soldiers are enough! As long as the city gates are not closed, the 180,000 Xia troops can enter the city to rescue at any time."

Although it makes sense, people are still worried.

"But my dear brother, your safety may not be 100% guaranteed. I'm afraid that this madman Fanyin will do something desperate!"

Qin Yun grinned: "If something unexpected happens, Elder Feng and she will be enough to protect me from leaving Jincheng, so don't worry too much."

Everyone looked towards the east. Master Jingyi was warming herself by the fire alone. Her temperament was indescribably deep and unfathomable.

Looking at the silent Old Feng, everyone felt a little more relieved. For such a martial arts master, at this level, it would be a pipe dream to attack an army, but he could climb walls and escape from pursuit, which was first-class.

As long as you are not surrounded and killed by tens of thousands of people, you can escape.

"Okay, this matter has been decided. Liu Wanshi, you go and lead the two thousand Shenji Battalion. You will follow me into the city tomorrow."

"Eleventh brother, I have entered Jincheng and the command of the 180,000 troops is handed over to you. As soon as the city gates are closed, you will attack the city. Don't worry about anything, just kill anyone you see!"

"But remember, we must be on guard against the Restoration Army. They will arrive in Jincheng at most one day later than us." Qin Yun said softly, his eyes indescribably sharp and brave.

"Yes!" The generals bowed and shouted in unison.

Qin Yun waved his hand, his mind already flying to the meeting tomorrow: "There will be no rest tonight, the entire army will break camp and attack Jincheng overnight."

"Set up camp as planned, in a triangular shape, and don't give the enemy any loopholes."

"Yes!" Everyone shouted again, obeyed orders and trusted them very much, which was exactly the opposite of the Restoration Army.

……

A wave of disturbance subsided, but as the night deepened and dark clouds rolled in, the army broke camp, and a bigger change began, and no one knew where it would lead.

At dawn, the light of dawn split the sky.

The 180,000-strong army marched quickly and arrived one mile outside Jincheng. They could already see the magnificent city.

The Jurchens love gold, and the tallest buildings in the city are almost all made of pure gold, paired with agate and other items, giving the impression of a nouveau riche.

Such a big commotion naturally cannot be kept secret for too long.

The Jurchen officials all received the news and were all trembling with shock. Has it finally come?

But what everyone didn't know was that Fanyin had already found Qin Yun and reached an agreement.

The situation is about to change and the imperial city will be shaken!

Wanyan Bodhisattva quickly got on a carriage, joined many of his confidants, and hurried to the palace to discuss the matter of surrender.

But his carriage overturned on the way and all his men were killed.

That street became a pool of blood.

"Why? Why would she want to kill me..."

"I, I don't want Yeluyan's army anymore. Let me go, let me go!"

A hoarse, intermittent voice, as if there was a leak, came from Wanyan Honglie who was lying next to the wheel. He had his eyes wide open, his hands covering his bleeding neck, with an expression of pain.

Several men in black stood there, blood still dripping from their swords, their cold pupils under their masks like machines.

He looked at him coldly and said, "The army is secondary. You know too much. The Great Xia army has already knocked on the gate. You are no longer of any use."

Tears of blood flowed from Wanyan Bodhisattva's eyes, and he was filled with extreme regret. If he had not walked out of the holy temple, he might have been able to live a peaceful life in this life.

"I shouldn't have trusted Wang Min. I shouldn't have trusted this horrible woman!"

"She...she's so cruel!"

"But don't be happy too soon. Without me to hold her back, Fanyin will not give up. Wang Min has feelings, but the great Xia Emperor may not accept them!"

After Wanyan Bodhisattva finished speaking with a grim face, his body collapsed with a loud bang, completely falling into a pool of blood. Blood kept gushing out of his neck, revealing a terrible wound.

Until his death, his eyes were filled with unwillingness, and he became a complete victim.

The men in black stabbed a few more times, making sure that everyone was dead before leaving.

The beam of light at dawn gradually came over, only a dozen meters away, and Wanyan Honglie would never be able to see again in his life.

Not long after, another group of killers arrived, and when they saw the bloodstained scene, they were all shocked!

"what happened?"

"Who killed Wanyan Bodhisattva?"

"Quick, go back and report to the Emperor and Empress that someone has killed Bodhisattva Wanyan ahead of time..."

"..."

In just a few hours, the unrest in Jincheng grew and became more chaotic.

With the death of Wanyan Bodhisattva, all guns were naturally pointed at Fanyin. For a time, she was criticized and condemned. Even Wanyan Bodhisattva's followers launched a mutiny, wanting to take Fanyin's head to please Qin Yun who was about to enter the city.

This was also Wang Min's work. His goal was achieved, and he wanted to trick Fanyin. Even with the power of these people, it was not enough to overthrow Fanyin who was supported by Wanyan Honglie.

But it just needs to be chaotic enough for Qin Yun to take over Jincheng.

But if the mutiny really killed Fanyin, it would be even better. She could then turn around and trick Qin Yun, saying that it was Qin Yun who killed Fanyin. Then Wanyan Honglie would definitely fight to his death.

In short, wherever she goes, there will be chaos. If she is not happy, no one else can be happy.

From dawn to noon, Jincheng was in chaos, which accelerated its decline.

But Fanyin did not fall. He opened the north gate as planned and let Qin Yun enter the city for negotiations.

On the open ground, it was Fan Tong who came to meet him. He bowed and smiled, "Your Majesty, the city is ready, please!"

Qin Yun was dressed in a black dragon robe, handsome and tall, with a terrifying imperial aura. Although there were only two thousand people behind him, they were like a million strong army.

He looked at Fan Tong with his sharp eyes, then glanced at the magnificent Golden City, and ordered: "Let's go into the city!"