The First Tyrant of Daxia

There were less than 10,000 people in the melee, but there were nearly 200,000 troops watching.

When people are tired, they will be replaced by another group of people, and the rotation battle will be carried out to the end.

Thousands of Japanese were played with like this.

Of course, the Japanese value the use of force, and many of their generals have high military proficiency.

This put Deng Gu and the other two into a tough fight and some even got injured.

But the emperor's army was terrifying. In just one stick of incense, more than a dozen powerful generals of the Dafeng were beheaded one by one.

When these senior generals died, the Dafeng lost its last bit of ability to resist.

They were terrified of being killed, and they trembled and were heartbroken when they looked at the Great Xia Marine Master.

boom!

Bangdang...

A Japanese soldier threw away his knife with a pale face and shouted, "No, don't kill me."

"I surrender, I surrender!"

His voice was so loud that the entire deck could hear it.

At this moment, no one objected, including Ono no Ryou, whose brain was blank.

"Those who surrender will be spared!"

Qin Yun stood like a mountain and spoke in a loud voice at this moment.

His words were undoubtedly the most convincing. All the Japanese people felt relieved and dared not think about anything. More than a thousand people dropped their knives.

Bangdang...

Bangdang...

They looked at Qin Yun with fear, as if to say that we had abandoned him.

At this moment, Xuan Yunzi and Tang Jian and others in the back were whispering to each other.

"As far as I know, your Majesty often does not keep his word when he says this."

"Impossible..." Tang Jian and others were surprised.

next second.

Seeing that the Japanese had dropped their knives, Qin Yun waved his sleeves and blurted out, "Cut for me!"

"Chop it up and feed it to the fish!"

In an instant, the Japanese man's face turned purple.

"Yes!"

Zhang Han was the most radical. When he received the order to kill, bloodshot eyes appeared. He jumped with his knife and swept out with the knife.

Puff puff……

Three human heads flew high into the sky.

"Kill!"

Deng Gu and others shouted and charged forward with swords drawn.

The two were only a few meters apart, and now they had no time to pick up the knife after they dropped it.

Faced with the brutal massacre, sharp steel knives were raised, and it was time to reap the harvest.

"what!"

The wailing of the Japanese people broke out again.

They had no weapons and were chopped to pieces, like pigs being slaughtered. Some fell to the ground, while others fled.

Seeing this, Ono no Lang was so angry that he vomited blood.

puff!

The sky was filled with blood mist.

"Commander-in-chief, take care!" Several Japanese people supported him with tears in their eyes, otherwise he would have fallen down.

"Ah!" Ono no Lang roared.

"Emperor of Daxia, you are a villain. You have no moral principles and do not abide by the convention!"

"My men put down their weapons, but you still want to kill them!"

"A man without faith is a beast!"

Daxia is a country of etiquette, but at this moment everyone chose to turn a blind eye.

Qin Yun's clothes fluttered, and a cruel sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Convention? Martial virtue?"

"I'm sorry, I haven't heard of it."

"The best way to deal with beasts is to use beastly methods."

puff!

Ono no Lang spat out another puff of blood mist. He looked so majestic in his samurai armor just now, but now he looked so embarrassed and miserable.

"I want to duel with you!"

"Duel!" he roared, his eyes bloodshot, like a wild beast.

bass!

He decisively drew his samurai sword and took three steps forward, ignoring everyone's dissuasion.

"Don't you call yourself the Kingdom of Heaven?"

"Come on, I, the commander-in-chief of the Dafeng, the Japanese general Onoro, challenge you!" He provoked and vowed to return the shame.

I also want to fight back so as not to lose too badly.

Qin Yun sneered.

He stretched out his right hand and pulled out a scimitar from Wuming's waist.

"His Majesty!"

Everyone panicked and stepped forward immediately.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to do this."

"I will fight him!"

"Your Majesty, you cannot go."

Tang Jian and others tried to dissuade him. Seeing that a night of fighting was about to end and the Dafeng was about to be completely eliminated, should His Majesty go up and fight someone in a duel?

If something goes wrong, no one here will be able to escape, and everyone will be held accountable.

When going to sea to fight, the cabinet, the three ministries, and the harem all issued oral orders again and again, asking Qin Yun not to take any risks.

"No need to say more, what can a mere Japanese pirate do to me?"

"I must personally cut off the little wild man's head, so as to demonstrate the might of our Great Xia!" Qin Yun spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice, and did not tolerate any objection.

In a flash, he tore off his coat, which fluttered in the wind, looking very domineering.

Everyone looked miserable but still tried to persuade him.

On the other hand, Ono no Ryou knew that his failure was irreversible and wanted to make one last effort, so he mocked madly.

"Are you scared?"

"Daxiazi is nothing but a coward!"

"From this we can see that the Han Chinese are just a bunch of bugs. They are not worthy of owning the Central Plains and are not worthy of living in this world."

"Give me one chance, and I will charge into the imperial capital and massacre three hundred thousand people!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Han and others were so angry that they were about to rush over and chop off his head.

But Qin Yun had already stepped forward, and no one dared to move.

Old Feng gave Tang Jian and the others a look, as if to say, with the Jinyiwei here, there is no need to persuade them anymore.

Everyone felt relieved.

"A massacre of three hundred thousand people, right?"

"Come here and die!" Qin Yun was cold, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes. He held the knife in one hand and made a move with the other hand, full of dominance and contempt.

The several hundred remaining Japanese were all wounded and trembling.

Ono no Lang swallowed hard, looked around at the dark army, gritted his teeth, and staggered out.

"It's your choice."

"Let the two of us solve this the samurai way. If your people help, you will always be a coward!"

Qin Yun was disdainful. "You bastard, why are you talking so much? You're going to die miserably tonight anyway!"

The army shouted: "Your Majesty is mighty!"

"Your Majesty is mighty!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

The sound was deafening, morale soared, and to a certain extent suppressed Ono no Ryou.

He was humiliated and angry, his face flushed, he raised his samurai sword and roared: "Ah!"

He rushed out, raised the knife with both hands, and chopped down fiercely.

At that moment, both sides were nervous.

boom!

Qin Yun swung his sword horizontally, as smoothly as drawing a sword to cut through water, and it collided with his samurai sword, making a loud noise and sparks.

He easily blocked his katana.

Ono no Lang was a brave warrior, but at this moment he stumbled back.

"Is this enough strength?"

"Come again!"

"As long as I move my feet today, I will let you go alive!" Qin Yun said coldly.

Hearing this, Ono's face turned even darker.

"How dare you insult me!"

"go to hell!"

He drew his knife and chopped wildly.

Keng...

boom!

Boom!

The blade flashed and the sound was terrible.

Twelve consecutive strikes, each one was sharp, but Qin Yun easily took them all, and he couldn't succeed at all.

"Your Majesty is mighty, Your Majesty is mighty..." Zhang Han and others led the troops to shout and cheer excitedly.

Many ordinary soldiers did not expect that Qin Yun had such powerful martial arts. This was entirely thanks to Murong Shunhua. Apart from him, no one in the world could let Qin Yun practice martial arts.