The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Yes!" With a loud roar, everyone quickly dispersed and went about their own business.

But there was a figure who entered the castle amidst the crowd of people leaving. When all the Jinyiwei saw the person coming, they did not stop him but showed great respect to him.

"His Majesty."

Qin Yun was about to leave when he heard the voice and looked down: "Why are you here?"

The person who came was Xuan Yunzi, the number one charlatan in Daxia and a man who had the potential to be the national master. So many years had passed, and everyone had grown older, or more mature.

But only this kid always looks the same, with an immortal look, clear eyes, indescribably young and full of energy.

"Hehe, I'm your humble servant, greeting your majesty. Long live your majesty." He showed his signature smile and bowed.

"Long live your uncle!" Qin Yun did not use an official tone when speaking to him. He said directly and unhappily, "The Westerners have gathered a million soldiers and said they want to cut off my head. Long live me?"

"You can think of a way, or you can do something, to kill them."

Hearing this, Xuan Yunzi's mouth twitched, and he smiled bitterly, "Your Majesty, I am a human being, not a shaman."

"You are too..."

Qin Yun looked at him like that, chuckled, and stopped joking, saying, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"When you came, you were like a plague god. My eyelids started twitching again."

Xuan Yunzi smiled awkwardly, stepped forward and said, "Well, Your Majesty, I am here on orders to report a great piece of news to you!"

"What news?" Qin Yun narrowed his eyes.

"Wang Min has abdicated and made Emperor Qin the ruler of the Northern Xiongnu." Xuan Yunzi said tremblingly. After all, when his son became emperor, where did Qin Yun, the father, stand?

This is sensitive, very sensitive.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yun picked up a cup of strong tea, drank it all, walked down the steps, and said calmly; "I already know that the Southern Xiongnu is not convinced and has surrendered to the West."

"According to the report from the front line, the Southern Xiongnu also sent troops to Persia."

Xuan Yunzi was shocked: "There is such a thing?"

He stroked his beard and cursed, "These Xiongnu bastards don't want to live anymore. They dare to interfere in the fight between gods. Your Majesty, don't worry. I will go back and stab the villain and curse that old guy from the Southern Xiongnu to death!"

Qin Yun rolled his eyes. The only change in Xuan Yunzi was that he became more and more naughty.

He walked to the window of the castle, looked at the endless exotic scenery, felt the scorching warmth of the sun, and suddenly took a deep breath.

He sighed, "I wanted to stop this situation, but in the end, it was actually pushed into being by me."

"The situation of two dragons devouring each other has already taken shape. Is this fate, destined from the beginning?" he asked, looking helpless.

After so many years, he has actually become more open-minded and is no longer so anxious about problems.

Xuan Yunzi's eyes also turned deep, and he sighed faintly behind him: "What a bad fate, what a bad fate!"

Qin Yun turned around suddenly and glanced at him.

Xuan Yunzi shuddered, smiled awkwardly, and took two steps back, fearing that he would be beaten: "Hehe, Your Majesty, I spoke too quickly, and I deserve the death penalty, the death penalty."

Qin Yun said: "The death penalty is not necessary."

"I am stuck in the war in the west and cannot get out. Please go to the Northern Huns for me."

As soon as these words were spoken, Xuan Yunzi's face changed.

He suddenly covered his chest with his hands, revealing a look of pain: "Your Majesty, help... help, I suddenly feel unwell..."

"Master Feng, help me call Yu..."

"Ah!" He broke his voice and before he could finish his words, a scream cut through the sky and he jumped up from the ground again.

It turned out that Qin Yun stepped on his finger.

"Why, aren't you quite energetic?" Qin Yun teased.

Lord Feng and the others secretly suppressed their laughter.

Xuan Yunzi was found out and felt extremely embarrassed. He then said with a sad face: "Your Majesty, I cannot go."

"You also know that Wang Min is a woman with unpredictable moods. If she gets upset, I will die!"

"In my humble opinion, Your Majesty should end the war in the West as soon as possible, and then deal with her. No matter how hard or soft she is, she will never be your opponent in the end."

"Going to the Xiongnu again is useless. It's like taking off your pants to fart. It's a waste of time."

His mouth was drooling, and he looked as if Qin Yun was asking him to go.

After Qin Yun finished listening, he just scratched his ears and said calmly: "I have prepared the team for you. You are the only one missing."

"You can take this letter to her."

When Xuan Yunzi heard this, he almost cried. He looked at Qin Yun with great resentment, using silence to resist.

Qin Yun's face was full of black lines, and he said with contempt: "Are you so scared?"

"She doesn't dare to touch you. Although Wang Min is moody and does things unnaturally, she is also extremely smart and cunning. It's hard to find someone better than her in the world."

"She knows that killing you will completely infuriate me. She doesn't dare to pull out the tiger's whiskers. You just need to go."

Xuan Yunzi looked unconvinced and thought that she must have had her hair pulled out at least eight or ten times over the years, right?

But he knew he couldn't refuse, so he could only take the letter and said with a wronged look on his face: "I obey your command."

Qin Yun glanced at him and said, "After the matter is accomplished, I will officially enthronize you as the Great Xia State Master, and Dao Zong can enjoy the third-rank state protection."

As soon as these words came out, Xuan Yunzi's eyes were fixed!

"Really?"

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows: "When have I ever broken my promise?"

Xuan Yunzi was delighted, that was really not the case, and his face changed immediately. After all, this was a great opportunity to leave a good reputation for generations and spread the orthodoxy!

"it is good!"

"Your Majesty, I will prepare it right away!"

"Wait!" Qin Yun stopped him and looked at him seriously, "The letter must be handed over to her, and no one else can read it during this time."

"Also, you deserve the position of Imperial Master, but Dao Zong cannot have any real power. Do you understand what I mean?"

Xuan Yunzi nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I understand, and I am already very satisfied!"

"No one in Dao Sect would dare to use their power to cause chaos!"

"Very good, go ahead." Qin Yun waved his hand.

"Yes!" Xuan Yunzi left quickly.

"Let's go. Where's Shunhua? I'm tired. Let her come and sleep with me." Qin Yun yawned, feeling lazy in the afternoon.

"Yes!" Everyone followed, but their eyes were curious. What was the letter?

Perhaps only Mr. Feng knew the contents of the letter.

……

A day later, Xuan Yunzi set out. It would probably take more than a month to reach the Huns from the west during the war.

Two days later, the situation on the battlefield changed dramatically, and Yale II frequently mobilized troops in an attempt to attack.

The Daxia side strictly abided by Qin Yun's imperial edict and stopped attacking.

The two sides switched from offense to defense, the atmosphere reached a freezing point, and there was a solemn atmosphere in the mountains, rivers and plains. After the Cold War stalemate lasted for ten full days, the hot war broke out.

Yale II raised an army of 300,000 and launched a fierce counterattack against Daxia from three directions.

The firearms of both sides exploded with deafening noises. First there was a three-day-long bombardment, and then the cavalry was dispatched, ready for a bloody battle.

But Qin Yun gathered his troops and even gave up some cities, leaving Yale II with no advantage at all. He felt like he was hitting cotton with a punch and was extremely angry.

After another half a month of stalemate, Yale II changed his strategy again, and hundreds of thousands of Western troops marched out to fight outside the city.

"The Son of the Sun God is coming. Do Mu He and the other two dare to fight?!"

"Prince Caesar is coming, Prince Caesar is coming!" The voice lingered for a long time, and it was obvious that the Westerners were very excited, as if Prince Caesar could defeat a million people by himself.