The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun frowned.

After a moment's silence, he said with absolute certainty: "Yes!"

“It must be here!”

"If Taizheng Wuzhi wants to turn the tide and solve the current decline of Japan, he has to take an unconventional approach!"

"Xianren Mountain is his chance."

"The more difficult it is for ordinary people to understand the marching route, the easier it is to launch a surprise attack. If it were me, I would do the same."

Hearing this, everyone was startled and clasped their fists.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"I have said too much."

Qin Yun waved his hand to show that he didn't blame him, and then walked forward.

"Get some paper and pen, draw the topographic map, and distribute it to each department."

"Yes!"

"..."

That night, Qin Yun was busy arranging the battle situation.

The starting point of Xianren Mountain is sparsely populated and the terrain is steep. Even hunters may not be willing to enter here.

But surprisingly, a large number of Japanese troops arrived here!

They were as dark as a long dragon, with no end in sight. They were carrying heavy armor and crawling in the snow, which was extremely difficult.

From time to time, people fall off a cliff or fall down a steep slope.

Under the torches, this primitive mountain range looked extremely solemn and grim.

"Master Taizheng, we have been walking for more than ten hours and have already covered nearly one-third of the way. The road ahead will be even steeper."

"The weather is not good. It snowed again."

"This……"

A Japanese general said with a grim expression.

After he finished speaking, someone from the army that was blocking out the sun ahead of them lost his footing and fell off the cliff, uttering a terrifying scream and cry for help.

But he just looked at the tens of thousands of troops marching with indifference, ignored them at all, and continued on his way.

Under the torches, Taizheng Wuzhi sat on his warhorse with an extremely gloomy face. He didn't care at all how many of his men died while rushing on the road.

"What is this?"

"What do you want to say?"

The Japanese general was startled, lowered his head and said in Japanese: "I dare not!"

"Humph!"

Tai Zheng snorted heavily, with a sinister look in his eyes, and swept coldly over everyone.

"This plan concerns the survival of the empire!"

"No matter how difficult it is, no matter how much it costs, I will do it!"

"As long as I can cross the Immortal Mountain which stretches for hundreds of miles, I will definitely succeed, cut off the Dog Emperor's retreat, and even defeat him in one fell swoop!"

He was very confident that his plan was flawless and no one could have imagined that he would appear in Xianren Mountain with his army.

The senior generals of the Yasukuni Army all looked tense and felt extremely stressed.

"Yes!"

"Taishung, I obey your command!"

Taizheng Wuzhi waved his hand coldly: "Tell the whole army to speed up, it is too late for me to settle accounts with the Emperor of Daxia!"

Everyone was startled and their faces turned pale. Do we need to speed up?

You have to know that this kind of march has caused the loss of thousands of people.

Tai Zheng really doesn't care about this!

But they didn't dare to say anything. When they thought about defeating Daxia, they gritted their teeth and said, "Yes!"

The generals of various units retreated one after another, holding long whips in the dark night in the snowy mountains, and began to urge the troops to speed up.

I have to say that this group of Yasukuni Shrine soldiers has a bit of the flavor of a group of death-defying soldiers.

They crossed the snow-capped mountains one by one, as if they were risking their lives.

At this time, Taizheng was sitting on his warhorse, looking at a confidant.

"How is it, no news yet?"

The confidant stepped forward and shook his head: "Reporting to Taizheng, there was no news before we entered the mountain. It seems that Yun Zhongjun has disappeared from the face of the earth."

"Since he attacked the Daxia army twice last time, there has been no movement at all."

Hearing this, Taizheng Wuzhi frowned, and a hint of doubt appeared on his wrinkled face.

In fact, he and Yun Zhongjun had no connection, and were even from two different camps. The reason he investigated was because Qianye was so weird after he came back.

The confidant's eyes suddenly became stern, and he said again.

"By the way, Master Taisei."

"My men went to investigate, and the people at Yin Yang Tower said that the Madam had made an appointment to meet with Yun Zhongjun, but Yun Zhongjun did not show up afterwards."

Upon hearing this, Taizheng Wuzhi's eyes were shocked!

It was as if I had grasped something, but there was a layer of gauze between me and you!

Squinting his eyes, he muttered to himself, "Madam, have you met Yun Zhongjun? They are like water and fire."

"What exactly is going on?"

"Where on earth is Yun Zhongjun?"

His voice was faint, and it was unusually quiet, along with the sound of the troops stepping on the snow.

"Lord Taisho, I don't understand why you want to investigate Madam..." the confidant bent over and asked suspiciously.

Taizheng Wuzhi's gloomy eyes swept across the endless Immortal Mountain in front of him.

He said coldly: "She has changed her mind."

"Ever since he went missing and was rescued, he's changed his mind."

"I want to know what happened during those days when she disappeared!"

He said confidently, with a hint of sophistication in his eyes. Although he and Qianye were in a relationship based on interests and had no substantive behavior, they were only husband and wife in name only.

But the two had the same interests before, and even if they disagreed, they would consider each other on major issues.

But this time, he clearly felt that Qianye was somewhat resistant to him, and even that layer of interest relationship seemed dispensable.

This is his intuition!

"Then, Master Taizheng, would you like me to return the same way and secretly follow Madam to the capital to see what she is doing?"

Tai Zheng shook his head: "No, after we win this battle, I will return to Shenjing and slowly investigate."

"Let her be."

"She doesn't have the guts to betray me."

As he spoke, he closed his eyes, and his long gray hair fluttered in the wind.

My mind is full of how to kill Qin Yun!

If you want revenge on Qin Yun!

The national hatred is far less than his personal hatred, and he has no descendants.

……

The next day.

Qin Yun was stationed at the port, where he temporarily built a main tent with only more than 20,000 soldiers and armored personnel.

Zhang Han and Yang Luo's troops had secretly entered Xianren Mountain one after another.

One ambush, the other fortification.

From last night till now, Qin Yun has not slept. He has detailed the plan to the extreme, allowing the army to occupy the advantage of terrain first and wait for the enemy to tire themselves out!

A whole day passed.

The sky above Xianren Mountain was covered with broken snow and it was as quiet as death, with no movement at all.

the next day.

Still no movement.

The soldiers endured the cold winter and harsh environment and continued to ambush on the mountain.

Logically speaking, Tai Zheng Wuzhi should have arrived, or at least the scouts sent out should have noticed some movement.

However, for three whole days, there was no bubble.

If there had been no sneak attacks in other places, Qin Yun would even have doubted whether this old guy would find the road difficult and would implement other plans.

"Has Qianye not replied to my letter on time as I instructed?" Qin Yun pinched his temple.

Old Feng frowned and shook his head.

Inside the main tent, the mood among the people was not very good. After all, all the arrangements and plans seemed to have come to nothing at the moment.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Qin Yun's eyes.

"Very good, she forced me to do this."

"It seems that I am still too kind to her. Qianye, just wait and come back obediently to seek my protection!"

He said coldly.

In his hand, he was holding a piece of women's underwear, tightly grasping it. It was violet in color and very sexy. It was the one he had torn off that day in Osaka Kamiyama.

Not thrown away, but taken away.