The First Tyrant of Daxia

Fanyin stumbled to the window of the carriage and looked at Qin Yun in the distance with resentment. She not only hated Wang Min, but also hated Qin Yun.

Without him, none of this would happen. She knew that Qin Yun and Wang Min were in the same group.

"If you want to save her, I will kill her!!"

"Charge the entire army, kill her at all costs, leaving no corpse intact!" she roared, her mummy-like bandages already seeping with blood, like a ghost.

"Yes!"

"drive!!"

Immediately, a diehard fan of the Fan family rushed out of the formation, holding a bright silver spear, and led hundreds of people to catch up with Wang Min who was deliberately slowing down.

"How dare you, you brat?!" Qin Yun roared, but his whip was out of reach.

He had no choice but to turn his head and yell at Liu Wanshi: "You lead 18,000 people to charge into the battle formation and capture that bitch for me!"

"Everyone else and the Royal Guards, follow me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his horse turned around and split up to act separately, leaving no time for Liu Wanshi and the others to react.

"Yes!"

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

Just a few breaths after he finished speaking, Liu Wanshi led a large army and crashed into the torrent of the Jurchen army.

At that moment, the earth shook and it seemed as if doomsday had come.

boom!

The war horses were knocked away, the corpses were scattered, and the dust was billowing.

The screams and roars pierced the eardrums.

"kill!!"

Liu Wanshi roared bravely, his armor rumbled, and with one blow he chopped off the head of a Jurchen barbarian, staining the land with his blood.

"Kill, kill, kill!!"

The Shenji Camp roared wildly. Even without Mu Le, they were still a powerful army. They drew their swords and fought on horses, which was extremely terrifying.

The Jurchen army was in a very sorry state. They were fleeing to begin with, and were caught in a panic. They had no power to fight back, and their formation was broken in an instant, resulting in countless casualties.

puff……

Blood mist gushed out of their mouths and they fell down one after another. It could be said that they collapsed as soon as they started fighting.

the other side.

Qin Yun had arrived quickly, and the armies of both sides basically stopped moving and engaged in a fierce battle. Countless corpses lay on the vast land.

Wang Min and dozens of his men were surrounded by cavalrymen, who formed a circle and charged towards him.

The men in black fell one after another. They were very skilled, but that was a fight in the martial arts world, which was fundamentally different from a war on horseback.

In a short while, dozens of people will die here, after all, they cannot defeat the army.

But Wang Min looked as steady as a rock, even sitting on the horse calmly and composedly, without making any movement at all.

The red dress is as red as blood and the black hair is flowing, which is very eye-catching.

Her peach blossom eyes were naturally cold and indifferent. She didn't even look at how her men died tragically. Instead, she stared straight through the battlefield and looked closely at Qin Yun.

Qin Yun's eyes met hers for just a second. At that moment, it seemed as if everything around them was quiet, and there were only two people on the entire battlefield.

He felt inexplicably depressed. Even though it was just a glance, he couldn't tell that Wang Min had changed. His eyes were still as sharp, and many things were still there.

This is not a good sign.

But he did not hesitate. No matter what, Wang Min could not die!

"Stop!" he shouted, his voice shaking.

The Jurchens all looked at the Great Xia cavalry, which consisted of only more than a thousand people, with eyes filled with fear and hatred.

"You came at the right time. I'll kill you and make a pair!" A young general was furious and bloodthirsty.

Upon closer inspection, he was the young general named Fan Wuer who had been slapped in the face by Zhou Jian not long ago to teach him to be less aggressive.

In a rage, he rushed forward with a gun in hand, the muscles in his arms bulging, looking extremely strong.

"I'm just afraid you don't have that fate!" Qin Yun cursed with contempt in his eyes. He picked up a broken spear from the battlefield and threw it over in one go with considerable force.

"kill!!"

Fan Ul roared, his face flushed, and he swept his gun forward, knocking Broken Spear away with a bang, defusing the crisis, and his offensive momentum became more and more powerful.

His eyes were burning with the flames of revenge; that slap hurt his self-esteem.

He rode his horse and was about to collide with Qin Yun. "Emperor of Daxia, I have something to say to you. Don't be too angry, or you will die without knowing how!"

“Get off your horse and prepare to die!” He roared with ferocious features, perfectly demonstrating the spirit of a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger!

The generals of Daxia were furious!

"What a nonsense!" Old Feng cursed in a deep voice. His mission was to provide close protection and not participate in the fight, but at this moment he also placed one hand on a long sword.

He kills people without using a knife. If he used a knife, even the Golden Immortal could not save him.

At this moment, a gun flashed with an intimidating cold light, trembled slightly, and stabbed Qin Yun directly.

At the same time, the two sides collided with each other, and there was a loud bang, as if the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing. Whoever fell off his horse would die!

Looking at the spear, Qin Yun was already prepared. He leaned forward and the spear passed through the back of his head without causing any casualties.

"Why are you hiding!" the young general roared, full of high spirits.

He was confident that his several thousand men were enough to quickly deal with Qin Yun's more than a thousand men.

But the next second, his expression changed slightly.

Qin Yun's reaction was too fast. He was dodging and attacking at the same time. He pulled out a steel knife in his hand in one go, and using inertia, he swept it towards him fiercely.

The powerful crisis made his hair stand on end, and he made a prompt decision, drawing his gun to block.

But something strange happened suddenly. Feng Lao and Jing Yi attacked secretly at the same time. One of them threw a dart and the other threw a hairpin, which shot at Fan Wuer's arms in a tricky and fast manner.

He heard the sound of breaking air, vaguely saw a dark shadow, and sensed the crisis, but his pupils were dull and he could not react at all.

Poof, poof...

Blood splattered on his arms and a moment of pain appeared on his face.

boom!

Qin Yun's steel knife chopped at his abdomen without any mercy. With a clang, the armor was cut open, blood gushed out, and a horrific wound was left.

"Ah!!" Fan Ul screamed with a distorted face.

He could block it, but his arms were disabled, so he could only watch: "Despicable! Backstabbing!"

"General, I am not convinced!!"

Qin Yun turned his horse back and slapped him fiercely with his sword again: "You little bastard, if you don't obey, just hold it in!"

boom!

The blade hit his face hard, and his face was immediately covered in blood and he screamed in pain.

"what!!"

Due to inertia, his body fell off the horse without any strength left, with a loud bang.

How arrogant he was when he came, how miserable he looked when he fell down. The halo he thought he had was actually nothing.

"Crush him to death!" Qin Yun roared, not intending to continue pestering him.

Rumble!

War horses were galloping, and a large number of Jinyiwei were riding their horses across the country, making the ground shake.

Fan Ul, who fell to the ground and was seriously injured, felt the vibration. Looking back, he saw the rolling iron hooves, and his own people were killed and their armors were abandoned. They could not resist at all.

His face turned pale instantly, and he opened his mouth and roared, "No!!"

Click! !

The war horses stomped on him mercilessly, causing a sound of bone breaking, and then countless war horses passed by, stepping on his body with their hooves.

"Ah!" The miserable screams continued for a few seconds and then there was no sound.

The war horses passed by and it was almost impossible to find his entire body.

Qin Yun didn't even want to look at him. He turned around and his expression suddenly changed. In the battlefield, Wang Min disappeared again!

She was clearly there just now!