The First Tyrant of Daxia

The group marched into Jincheng in a mighty procession, and they were surrounded by Jurchen soldiers along the way, and there were quite a few of them.

The two parties stared at each other, and an invisible smell of gunpowder spread in the air.

The two thousand elite soldiers of the Shenji Camp led by Liu Wanshi kept their hands on the hilts of their swords, their eyes patrolling back and forth like eagles. As long as there was any unusual movement, they would die without hesitation and send Qin Yun out.

Once we entered the city gate, everything was peaceful and apart from mobilizing the troops to watch the road, Fanyin didn't seem to have any ill intentions.

Qin Yun took a deep breath, then frowned: "There is a smell of blood."

Upon hearing this, the two thousand Shenji Battalion members immediately tensed up and became filled with murderous intent.

As the leader, Fan Tong was like a hostage. Standing among two thousand people, his hair stood on end, as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He immediately explained, "Your Majesty, don't misunderstand me!"

"There was some turmoil in Jincheng this morning, so there is a lingering smell of blood. Please forgive me for not affecting your communication with the Emperor and Empress!"

Qin Yun was surprised and raised his eyebrows with a squint: "Turbulence, is it a mutiny?"

Fan Tong was embarrassed and stammered, "Your Majesty, this is indeed the case, but the Empress has already dealt with it."

Qin Yun asked calmly: "What's the reason?"

He pretended to be casual and just curious, but in fact he was asking for information. After all, the Jurchens were too chaotic, and the information from spies was sometimes true and false. Nothing could be more truthful from someone like Fan Tong.

Fan Tong hesitated, but thought it was not a big deal, so he should not anger Qin Yun, so he said, "Your Majesty, it is the Jurchen prince, Wanyan Bodhisattva is dead."

"He was assassinated, so the blame naturally fell on the emperor and empress."

Hearing this, Qin Yun's eyes quickly flashed with a hint of coldness.

Judging from the tone, if it wasn’t Fanyin who did it, then who could it be?

It is too strange that a Jurchen prince died in such a special period of time. Wanyan Honglie is on his way now and is out of reach, so it obviously doesn't fit the description. Who could it be?

But it doesn’t matter anymore, as long as there is no conflict with Daxia, this is the Jurchens’ own business.

He asked no more questions, but looked at every blade of grass, every building and pavilion in Jincheng. It was very luxurious and grand, with gold and agate everywhere. It looked even more fertile than the grassland before.

Gradually, he walked along a long street, which ended in the gate of the imperial palace, which was quite grand.

He looked back and saw that the city gate he had just come in through was still wide open. Although there were many soldiers stationed there, it was indeed not closed.

I guess Fanyin doesn't want to fall out with him. She wants to talk about something, probably because she wants something.

But if we fail to reach an agreement, things may not be peaceful.

At this moment, Qin Yun's two thousand Shenji Camp entered the city. With such a big target, it was naturally impossible to hide it from the countless ears and eyes of the Jincheng government and the public.

For a moment, the whole city was shaken.

The people trembled in fear of war.

Those who have power and influence are filled with doubt and uncertainty.

"what happened?"

"The Daxia army has entered the city, but they only have 2,000 men. More than 100,000 troops are all parked outside the city!"

"Did the Emperor and Empress come to greet you and hand over the Imperial Seal?"

"no!"

"Who is the representative sent by Daxia?"

"Someone saw from afar that it was a young man, extremely heroic, with a celestial appearance!"

"Ah!! Could it be King Sun-hoon of Daeha?"

"They went to the palace. Are they going to discuss surrender? Didn't the Emperor of Daxia order the Empress to open the city and surrender today?"

"..."

The news was hotly discussed, and each time it became more and more mysterious, there was even a version that Fanyin was going to cooperate with Daxia.

To those who know the inside story, this news seems impossible.

In a temple in Jincheng, there are many statues of gods and the atmosphere is unusually quiet.

"what happened?"

"Jincheng is in chaos. He took such a good opportunity but instead of attacking the city, he went to meet that bitch Fanyin!" Wang Min became more and more angry as he spoke, his peach blossom eyes emitting an icy cold light.

A man in black knelt down and said, "Master, it is not certain whether the one entering the city is the Emperor of Daxia or King Shunxun."

"What are you waiting for?"

“Go check it out now!” Wang Min shouted angrily, her long hair flying, looking extremely oppressive.

"Yes!" The man in black trembled and retreated immediately.

Wang Min, who was standing under the statue, frowned and felt irritated. Things did not develop according to her plan, which made her feel a little uneasy. She always felt that the man was Qin Yun.

The light of the incense and candles flickered, shining on her beautiful face.

"Something's wrong! How did Fanyin get in touch with Daxia?"

"What does she want to do?"

"Are you planning to use the same old trick again, moving between Wanyan Honglie and Qin Yun and using their bodies to make a deal?"

Thinking of this, Wang Min's pretty face completely fell, her hands clenched tightly, and her knuckles turned white.

He angrily shouted, "You bitch, I can't let you stay!"

"If it weren't for the fact that you still have some use for me, how could you have survived until today? Today is the day you die. If you die, only Wanyan Honglie will be left!"

bass!

She was furious and stood up suddenly, her cheeks flushed, and she took a step with her long legs and walked directly out of the temple, her clothes flying, and she exuded a murderous aura!

Regardless of whether the person entering the city was Qin Yun or not, she couldn't stay there any longer.

Because it was obvious that without Qin Yun's order, these two thousand people would not dare to enter the palace like this, and they did not surrender at the city gate, which meant that the meeting between the two sides could not be a surrender.

"Let the remaining subordinates of Tuoba Bodhisattva be prepared to start at any time and massacre the palace with blood. If the palace is in chaos, you open the major prisons in Jincheng and release the prisoners. The more chaos, the better!"

She spoke coldly, but became angrier and angrier as she spoke, her cheeks flushed. He refused to leave despite her careful plan and insisted on getting into Fanyin's arms. No woman would feel comfortable, let alone the moody Wang Min.

"Also, the two thousand troops coming in from Daxia will be killed equally!" The voice sounded like it had gone out of control, without any regard for anything.

The faces of many men in black changed slightly. Are both sides moving?

Although their small number of people would not cause any major casualties, this is clearly an indiscriminate attack, no matter who you are!

"Yes!"

Wang Min flashed in red and ran out of the temple courtyard: "Everyone else, follow me!"

The sharp voice was mixed with urgency and anger, like a woman who was going to catch an adulterer. She was disdainful to leave the temple. Jincheng had used Wanyan Bodhisattva's gang for this matter, but Qin Yun suspected that he was going to enter the city, so she couldn't sit still.

"Yes!" the men in black shouted.

A swish sound was heard, and they all jumped away.

If Wanyan Honglie was not still some distance away from Jincheng, this place would have become a real hodgepodge today, with people from all over the place gathering.

It was noon and the sun was scorching in the north.

The top of the palace, made of pure gold, was shining brightly, and the light it emitted was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it.

Similarly, the iron armor also refracted a lot of light under the sunlight. As soon as Qin Yun entered the palace, he noticed the reflections all around.

It is obvious that a large number of troops are hidden here.

His eyes were slightly cold, but he had no reason to retreat here, so he just gave Liu Wanshi a faint look.

The latter nodded, stood guard with a cold and bloodthirsty look, and ordered two thousand men to form a pincer formation, ready to counterattack at any time.

What they need to do is to hold out until 180,000 cavalrymen crush the Golden City after Fanyin "turns the table"!