The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun frowned and looked towards the rolling darkness in the distance. The Restoration Army had already arrived, sweeping in like a flood.

He was filled with murderous intent and quickly shouted: "Pass on my order, let Qin Ci come back!"

"The whole army is ready for war!"

"Line up in a row, with the army in front, the cavalry in the middle, and the archers in the back. All commanders, follow the central army flag as your command. Do not retreat, do not fight to the bitter end, and act strictly according to my orders. Those who disobey my orders will be killed!"

"Yes!" Countless roars were heard, and then the whole army was in thunder.

The huge army covered the sky and began to mobilize frantically and very quickly. If there was a high mountain here, looking around, you would see densely packed small black dots moving.

The Daxia side had nearly 170,000 people, and the Restoration Army had even more, about 200,000. Such a huge army was deployed directly, with huge flags and countless torches, which was extremely shocking.

The sound of footsteps alone is enough to cause a hundred icebergs to avalanche.

Boom, boom, boom!

Countless armored vehicles were roaring and the noise was intensifying. The situation took a sharp turn for the worse, as if it was the end of the world!

Qin Ci saw the instructions on the command flag, his face covered in blood. Looking at the Jurchen light cavalry who were about to be killed and were fleeing, he could only grit his teeth and tighten the reins!

"Hey!!"

"The entire army retreats, returns to the battlefield, and fights the Restoration Army!"

He roared with a resolute face, his brows had the nobility of a prince, and his pupils had the bloodthirstiness of a fierce general. A man who was once chosen by so many families would not be weak.

Resolving the rift with him was perhaps one of the wisest decisions Qin Yun had ever made in his life.

"hiss!!"

Thousands of wild horses neighed, their hooves were about to produce sparks, and they suddenly stopped. They were only a few hundred meters away from the more than one hundred heavy tanks of the Restoration Army reinforcements.

"Withdraw, withdraw!"

Qin Ci roared again, not because he was afraid, but because military orders were as heavy as mountains, and if they didn't follow them, the army would be in disarray.

He led the Twelve Riders of Yanyun to retreat quickly, and even turned back and roared on horseback: "Wanyan Zungu, you will not survive three days!!"

The domineering voice sounded very much like Qin Yun, and it directly sentenced him to death.

Wanyan Zungu, who was fleeing, had veins on his forehead exposed and his white robe was covered in dust. He ran away in a panic and was furious. He was not convinced.

"You are just relying on your numbers!"

"If there is a fight in the army later, come out and I will kill you!" he shouted, but due to the increasing distance and the movement of the huge army, Qin Ci could not hear him at all.

He was so angry that he almost vomited blood, just like he had just farted halfway and felt extremely uncomfortable.

The two gangs separated, and dust and smoke billowed.

On the ground, corpses were piled up like mountains. The Jurchen light cavalry suffered heavy casualties. Forty thousand people came, but only thirty thousand returned. It was very exaggerated that ten thousand people were lost in such a short time.

dong dong dong! !

The drums were deafening, braziers were rising everywhere, and the military flags were waving wildly. The Shenji Battalion and the Twelve Riders of Yanyun were quickly adjusting and preparing for battle!

And the Restoration Army has also arrived!

More than 200,000 people almost filled the sky and earth, it was so terrifying.

Moo...

Countless horns sounded, and the tall Jurchens rode on war horses, holding bent round shields. They were born strong and had an absolute advantage visually.

Amid the two torrents, even the air was suffocating and birds could not fly across. Anyone standing in the middle would feel insignificant and tremble in fear.

This was the last peaceful time, because the Restoration Army had traveled a long distance and needed to adjust their formation slightly.

They had cavalry, light cavalry, infantry, archer battalions, and even heavy chariots.

Seeing this, many of Liu Wanshi's generals were excited, and they cursed again, saying with regret: "My Lord, it would be great if the artillery troops of Pingjian Tower were here."

"Put the muzzle of the gun directly into their mouths and blast them to pieces!"

"What a pity, the transportation speed is too slow."

"It would be great if the entire territory had our Great Xia's official roads."

On the temporary high platform, Qin Yun, dressed in bright yellow armor, looked extremely heroic, and personally commanded the central army.

Looking down at the torch camp not far away, with 200,000 soldiers, he frowned slightly: "This is not like Wanyan Honglie's style. He really wants to fight me."

"Cavalry, infantry, and chariots are deployed at full speed."

"What on earth did you do to provoke the Restoration Army to keep you here?"

As he said this, he turned around and looked at Wang Min, who was being monitored by Feng Laojing on both sides. Wang Min did not rush to escape, but became happy again.

The scene of an army of hundreds of thousands is rare.

She raised her eyebrows and smiled coldly: "If you are afraid, you can hand me over. I don't ask you to protect me, and I don't need it."

All those present were either Qin Yun’s confidants or bigwigs who held military power.

Hearing Wang Min's tone, everyone wiped a cold sweat. While they were unhappy, they didn't want to scold him. Wang Min was different this time when he came back. Only Your Majesty could make the decision to fight and kill.

Qin Yun was so angry that he laughed and said coldly: "Do you think I dare not?!"

Wang Min's peach blossom eyes flickered, and she felt numb for no reason under his gaze: "Humph!"

She snorted and didn't say anything else.

If we continue talking about it, it will probably backfire.

Seeing that she didn't continue to provoke him, Qin Yun turned back with a stiff face and looked at the vast military formation.

This place is called "Yi Qiu", which is one of the few plains in the northern mountains. It was desolate in the past, but now it is home to hundreds of thousands of troops.

This was not the best option for a decisive battle between the two sides, but times have changed.

Suddenly, the horn sounds stopped, and the Restoration Army was reorganized, but they arrived with many exhausted horses.

On the Da Xia side, the formation has almost been completed.

There are hundreds of thousands of flags, the north wind is howling, and every grain of dust is murderous.

"Your Majesty, look, that's Wanyan Honglie!"

Qin Yun looked and saw a purebred Arabian horse galloping out, covered with top-grade armor that could not be penetrated by ordinary swords and knives.

He was followed by a large number of guards and had 200,000 troops clearing the way for him. Who else could it be but Wanyan Honglie?

His eyes were bloodshot and his face was abnormally ferocious.

He stopped his horse and yelled, "Qin Yun, hand over Wang Min!"

"Otherwise, the fight will end to the death!!"

Then, the Restoration Army roared in unison, shattering the sky: "Never stop until you die, never stop until you die!!"

The strong murderous aura and Wanyan Honglie's abnormal strength made Qin Yun a little confused. Fanyin was not dead, so why was he so anxious?

But even though I don’t understand, now is not the time to think about those things.

"What if I don't hand it over?" he shouted, his voice only faintly heard in the enemy camp, mostly through the scouts' shouting.

"Don't pay?"

"Then let's fight!"

"I will chop Wang Min, that bitch, into pieces. I will treat her in the cruelest way possible and make her worse than a whore!"

Wanyan Honglie cursed with a red face, his eyes filled with hatred, his facial features almost ferocious, no longer the open-minded, noble and friendly person he used to be.

The voice was very loud, and was accompanied by the insults of 200,000 Restoration Army soldiers. It was very unpleasant to hear, and it was obvious that they hated Wang Min to the extreme.

On the high platform, Wang Min just smiled faintly, with contempt and indifference, and her peach blossom eyes looked at Qin Yun intentionally or unintentionally.

She was not angry, it depended on whether this person was angry or not. This was the scene she wanted to see.