The First Tyrant of Daxia

Two days later.

In just a short period of time, the ruins of Reims City have been cleaned up. Although the ruins cannot be restored in a short time, at least it looks in order.

The Daxia army took over and turned this place into an iron wall. Looking around, countless Daxia imperial flags were placed here, which seemed conspicuous and abrupt.

As the situation developed day by day, Qin Yun's blitzkrieg to seize Reims and the declaration of war against the West had spread to all corners of the country, causing great turmoil!

The Westerners still remembered how miserable the countries of Japan and other countries were in the past two years. How could they not be afraid? They had no doubt that Qin Yun's real purpose was to destroy this place!

So the situation took a sharp turn for the worse!

The heads of the seven countries all stopped the siege of Xiongnu Wang Min, mobilized nearly 70% of the military forces, and took serious precautions to face the aggressive Daxia.

The first batch of coalition forces had already arrived at the Gars Plain, only twenty miles away from the city of Reims. Countless coalition flags were flying, stretching as far as the eye could see, and they were as densely packed as a colony of ants.

The two sides are in such opposition, an unprecedented war is about to break out!

At this moment, the sun was setting, and Qin Yun was on the top floor of the tallest castle in Reims City, looking towards the direction of the Gars Plain.

"Have you found out? Who is coming?"

"Your Majesty, the scouts on the front line reported that it was a coalition army led by the British Empire's God of War Barry, which included armies from at least five countries, and under his command were many famous generals from the seven western countries."

"For example, Geber, Damasus II, etc., the total number of troops should be around 200,000."

"Moreover, according to intelligence reports, the West has been shaken over the past two days, with frequent troop movements and a steady stream of troops counterattacking. It seems that they are ready to have a head-on fight with us!" said Long Yi, an official from the Ministry of War, solemnly.

All of Qin Yun's trusted aides immediately looked tense!

There was much discussion: "Everyone knew that the Westerners would not give up and would strike back, but no one expected the counterattack to be so quick, in just two days!"

"There are 200,000 vanguard troops. It seems that this journey may not be as easy as we expected!"

"Barry, Gebel and others were included in the Great Xia Empire's battle power chart a long time ago. They are famous generals in the West. Especially Barry, he is not comparable to the deceased Giannis at all!"

Qin Yun took a deep breath, and everyone quickly fell silent.

He stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "If I am not mistaken, these people should have set out to deal with the Xiongnu. It was just that I intervened and they followed the trend. Otherwise, it would be impossible for them to be reorganized so quickly."

Everyone nodded, it was indeed true.

Then, Qin Yun asked again: "As for Barry's people, are they very strong?"

"Westerners are tall and strong, and are more developed than us Han people, but that doesn't necessarily mean they are more intelligent and capable. In terms of ability, the late Ashina Yuangu has something to say. Who is more capable than him?"

"So, destroy them all!" He waved his hand, extremely domineering.

Everyone was shocked, their confidence increased, and they all bowed their hands in unison: "Your Majesty is mighty, we admire you!"

"We firmly believe that Daxia will win!"

"How can we, the great Han people, be compared with the Westerners? The iron hoofs of Daxia will surely conquer this land!"

Qin Yun nodded with satisfaction. He knew that this Western Expedition might be the most difficult part of Da Xia. If he didn't have the determination to win at the beginning, it would be difficult later on.

"I am now looking forward to what kind of military culture the Westerners can have. It will be exciting to see it collide with Daxia!"

"The Persian Royal Cavalry Guards were not very good. They were almost exposed by the Huns, while Barry's group should have won a complete victory."

Someone's eyes lit up: "Your Majesty, why don't we use the same trick again and continue to challenge each other?"

Qin Yun shook his head: "You can't use the same method twice. Westerners are not stupid."

"Then Your Majesty, shouldn't we take the initiative? It looks like the Westerners don't plan to attack immediately. This is a good opportunity!" someone suggested.

Qin Yun narrowed his eyes and said, "It should be soon. Westerners have always believed that they are the overlords. No matter how strong Daxia is, they still disdain it."

"They despise people of other skin colors. The battle of Lance was a slap in the face to the Western Alliance. They must be eager to take revenge. The coalition forces of various countries have probably given death orders to Barry and his people!"

Hearing this, everyone became suspicious as they had not received any message from the other party.

At this moment, suddenly, hurried footsteps sounded!

"Report!"

"Your Majesty, the Western Alliance has issued a declaration of war, claiming that our undeclared war is actually an invasion. The seven nations will join forces to launch a counterattack against Daxia. They will not accept prisoners or surrender."

Upon hearing this, the generals of Da Xia cursed and were very unhappy.

Qin Yun took it and glanced at it casually: "Humph, who doesn't know how to talk?"

"You still don't want to surrender? Just wait and see. I will make the entire West tremble!"

"What else? What's that one?" he asked directly and decisively.

"Your Majesty, this is a parchment scroll sent by Barry, the front-line commander of the Seven-Nation Alliance!" The scout handed it over with both hands.

It is worth mentioning that there is more than one commander-in-chief in the Seven-Nation Alliance, it seems there are three, Barry is just one of them, and he is good at attacking.

When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up. His Majesty had guessed correctly, he had indeed come!

Qin Yun opened the parchment scroll in front of everyone and took a look. It looked like a ghost painting a peach charm. He cursed: "What a crap ancient English, I can't even understand it!"

"When I unify the world, I will make sure that the wheels are of the same gauge, the writing system is the same, and the characters are of the same pronunciation, so that the Han culture can become the loyalty of the aristocratic families. Humph!" He snorted coldly. He had lofty ambitions, or one could say, he was extremely ambitious.

As a time traveler, I must be the first to make up for the losses in later life!

At this time, Murong Shunhua asked the official of the Retreat Department to come to Qin Yun in person, take the parchment scroll, and translate it for him.

She is also a woman who contributes silently and does not like to compete for the limelight. Otherwise, with the Jinyiwei under her control, she would have been powerful enough to dominate the court and make everyone feel insecure.

She had been studying all the way to the West this time. While Qin Yun was handling official business, she was learning Western languages ​​on the side, hoping to really help Qin Yun during the war.

Her extraordinary ability also enabled her to have a photographic memory, and she quickly learned the written language, which did not have much history among Westerners.

"Your Majesty, this Barry scolded you in the parchment scroll, saying that you are the initiator of the war and will definitely be punished by the Western gods."

"And..." Murong Shunhua's beautiful eyes showed a hint of disbelief: "He invites you to fight to decide the outcome!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar!

"What? One fight will decide the outcome. Is this guy crazy?"

"My Lady, did you see clearly? Did he really say that? He has 200,000 people and dares to say that?"

"What a weird move, what does he want to do?"

Even warmongers like Mu Le were stunned by this move. Their eyes flickered and they could only look at Qin Yun.

He frowned, squinted his eyes, pondered for a moment, and came up with a postmodern term in his mind: All in?