The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Red Cannon, it's the Red Cannon!" The Yasukuni Army was in a panic.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Taizheng roared, his hair standing on end and his face flushed red.

He could have mobilized homemade cannons, but he didn't because they were impossible to transport, let alone within the Immortal Mountain.

But it appeared here!

He looked at the raging fire, shattering rocks, and the mountainside that had turned into a Shura field, spreading in disbelief.

Hundreds of thousands of troops watched helplessly, but could do nothing.

There was a constant roar, even huge rocks were blown into powder, and the screams one after another were terrifying.

Deep pits appeared one after another on the ground, and all the snow and soil were blown high into the sky. It was so terrifying!

"where!"

“They’re on the mountain!”

"What was that thrown?"

"It's not the Red Cannon!" someone exclaimed, realizing something was wrong.

Suddenly, Taizheng's face turned the color of liver.

He had already seen the densely packed figures on the mountain, throwing something.

When he thought that he was the one who sent the people there to fall into the trap, he wanted to die.

"Beat the drum quickly and make them retreat!" he roared and struggled desperately.

But no matter how he summoned them, this front army of nearly 30,000 people was only a few hundred meters away and could never go back.

Thousands of grenades bombarded them in succession, leaving them with nowhere to hide and all of them were buried at the foot of the mountain.

He escaped the arrows but not the gunpowder.

On the top of the mountain, everyone was having a great time.

Even Xuan Yunzi and Feng Lao were stepping on the boxes and throwing them!

Indescribable passion!

He wished he could blow the Japanese army into ashes.

After half an incense stick of time, there was not even a scream, everything turned to ashes and disappeared!

The place was full of potholes, black smoke and flames.

"All right!"

“Don’t waste it!”

Qin Yun immediately called a halt, feeling somewhat sorry for the grenade.

"call!"

"It feels so good, I'm addicted!" Xuan Yunzi's face flushed, and he still felt unsatisfied.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The atmosphere didn’t feel like a war at all, it felt like they were “playing fish fry”!

In the dark and shrouded Xianren Mountain, there were 120,000 Yasuo Army soldiers hiding densely everywhere.

They witnessed the bombing with their own eyes.

Corpses were flying everywhere, it was a horrific sight. There was absolutely no resistance, and they didn't even touch a hair of their opponents. Thirty thousand people died just like that.

Tai Zheng Wuzhi was so angry that he was shaking all over and his face turned blue.

If we hadn't been careful just now, more than 20,000 or 30,000 people would have been killed in the explosion.

He suddenly roared in the valley: "Emperor of Daxia, I know it's you!"

"get out!"

"Don't play tricks!"

The sound echoed in the valley filled with the smell of coke, lingering for a long time.

The more angry he was, the happier Qin Yun felt.

With a gesture of his hand, people on and off the mountain immediately raised their torches, lighting up the Immortal Mountain!

In an instant, the realization of both parties was no longer blocked by the darkness.

The Yasukuni Army was shocked. There were so many enemies!

Qin Yun stood on the top of the mountain, his figure tall and majestic, his robe fluttering, his demeanor indescribable.

He shouted to the other side: "Taishen Takeharu, I have heard of you for a long time!"

He even cupped his hands, looking as if they had been friends for a long time.

This made Tai Zheng Wuzhi even more angry.

His experienced and resentful eyes were fixed on the looming figure on the mountain peak, and anger almost filled his chest.

Clench your hands tightly, making a crackling sound!

"The hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable!"

"My dear emperor, I will twist your dog head off with my own hands, don't be so proud!"

He ran away like a madman.

The long-suppressed hatred erupted the moment he saw Qin Yun.

Qin Yun sneered and stood with his hands behind his back: "The hatred of killing your son?"

"Do you think this is the greatest hatred a man can have? No, no, no, there is another kind of hatred."

As he spoke, Xuan Yunzi on the side smiled teasingly.

Your Majesty is going to kill people and destroy their hearts.

At this moment, the armies of both sides were silent, quiet, vigilant, and listened to the conversation between the two seriously.

When Taizheng Wuzhi heard this, he was not alert at all and did not realize the seriousness of the problem at all.

He shouted, "Stop talking!"

"Let me ask you one question: how did you know about my marching plan?!"

Qin Yun stroked his stubble and said to the source of the distant voice with a smile: "Tsk tsk, about this, Master Taizheng will have to go back and ask your wife."

Suddenly, Feng Lao beside him was startled. Could it be that what His Majesty meant when he said that Qianye should come back to seek his protection?

The sound was neither light nor heavy, and very vague.

But Taizheng still heard it keenly, his face suddenly changed, his eyes widened: "What did you say?!"

Qin Yun grinned, intending to kill two birds with one stone.

"Hey, take a look at this."

"You'll understand after you see it."

He casually pulled out a thin violet women's garment, which fluttered in the wind.

Taizheng Wuzhi squinted his eyes and looked hard, but the distance was too far and he couldn't see clearly.

"what is that?"

Many Japanese generals stretched their necks to try to identify it.

"Taishung, that looks like clothing."

“Purple.”

"No, it's women's underwear!"

The generals analyzed in a gibberish.

However, he did not notice that Taizheng Wuzhi's face had gradually turned darker.

Qin Yun's two sentences made him realize that something was wrong!

And women's clothes...

He gradually trembled, gnashed his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted: "Emperor Daxia, please explain clearly, what do you mean!"

Even from this distance, one could hear the rage and murderous intent hidden in his tone.

Qin Yun sneered.

Deliberately used the loudest voice and said the most ambiguous words.

"Master Taizheng, your wife left her things here with me last time!"

puff!

Taizheng Wuzhi instantly vomited blood into the sky!

He staggered backwards, nearly falling, his whole body trembling, veins exposed!

These words seemed to have some magical power, striking him hard from a distance.

The top brass of the Yasukuni Army were in shock and looked horrified!

"Forget it, forget it. Since you already know everything, I will tell you everything."

"In fact, Yun Zhongjun is also dead. He was killed by Qianye and I."

"Everything in Wushe is a conspiracy."

"Qianye told me everything."

"And she also told me that you would march from here."

"You can't escape this time anyway. If you can't escape death, I'll let you die knowingly."

Qin Yun said this deliberately.

In fact, he knew in his heart that it would be unlikely to completely annihilate the enemy in this battle. After all, there were more than 100,000 troops, and the terrain was like Xianren Mountain.

This is the essence of killing two birds with one stone. Taizheng fled back with nothing, so how could he let Chiba go?

Suddenly, the top leaders of the Yasukuni Army were shocked and couldn't believe it!

This is a big deal!

as predicted.

Taizheng Wuzhi was instantly furious. He knew that there was something wrong with Qianye. It turned out that he was together with the Emperor of Daxia, and even...

"what!"

He roared hideously, his old face looking like a ghost.

Even though it is just a name without substance, this hat is real. His eyes are bloodshot, he has lost his mind, and his eyes are full of murderous intent.

"Emperor boy, you can't stop me, I want you all dead!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"I want them all to die, charge!" He was hysterical and desperate.

Want to kill Qin Yun first, then kill Qianye!