The First Tyrant of Daxia

Bang bang bang!

The javelins were inserted into the ground, scattered all over the place, with red cloth flying all over the sky, which was a spectacular sight.

But no javelin could hurt Prince Caesar. He looked at the direction where Mu He and the other two left, full of disdain and pride!

After this battle, the Daxia military will surely be immersed in his majesty.

At this time, in the Persian Imperial City, Qin Yun looked at Prince Caesar, who was standing in the distance, motionless and looking down on the world, with a face full of sighs.

"The king made his debut, but ended like this. What a pity, what a pity, tut tut!"

"Your Majesty, what are you waiting for? Burn this guy to death!"

"That's right, give the order!" Everyone was extremely excited and spoke one after another with red faces.

On the city wall, there were at least thirty heavy crossbows lined up in a row, with an extremely long range, pointing directly at the direction of Prince Caesar. The arrows, as thick as a baby's arm, were burning with fire. They were rockets!

"No hurry, the Western army is on its way. I want to kill everyone and destroy their hearts. I want to burn alive this son of the Sun God, the totem of the West, the Macedonian God of War, in front of all of them!"

"I want to let them know what fear is!" Qin Yun said word by word, his eyes were extremely sharp. There is nothing more terrifying than destroying the faith of a group of people.

Once this boy dies, the Western army may rebound strongly, but their morale will inevitably plummet!

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but shudder!

Your Majesty, this is a true hero!

Everyone was looking at the red in the distance, but Prince Caesar was unaware of the approaching danger and was still standing there protesting.

One minute, two minutes, a full half incense stick of time passed.

The two sides remained in a stalemate.

The rumbling sound of iron hooves exploded from far away, shaking the mountains and fields. It was the Western army led by Yale II himself, rushing madly towards Prince Caesar.

They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw where Prince Caesar had stopped and that he was not injured.

"Fortunately, fortunately!" Yale II slowed down.

"Whoa!" The entire army stopped, raising a cloud of dust.

"What's that smell?" Barry frowned.

Yale II's eyes were fixed on the red cloth scattered on the ground, which was densely packed and very conspicuous. Then he sniffed hard and his expression changed slightly.

Suddenly, someone in the Western top leadership seemed to react!

"Sesame oil, it's Han Chinese sesame oil!"

"During the siege, our army suffered heavy losses!"

These two sentences were like a bolt from the blue, exploding on Yale II's head. He looked at the arrogant Prince Caesar in front of him, his pupils trembled, and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Come back!"

shhhhhh...

At the same time, Qin Yun on the city wall put down one hand, and the sound of breaking air quickly erupted. Dozens of rockets cut through the sky like lightning and shot straight forward.

Prince Caesar turned around and looked at Yale II and others. At first he was even a little disdainful. What danger could there be from such a distance?

He even wanted to go to the city to challenge and humiliate the Emperor of Daxia and Mu He.

But when he saw the frightened faces of Yale II and others, he subconsciously felt something was wrong. He looked up and saw the rocket drawing a graceful arc and falling rapidly.

He gripped his spear tightly and tried to block subconsciously, but he found that the arrows were not aimed at him at all and were deflected too much, so he relaxed a little.

But the next second, the arrow fell to the ground amid the terrified eyes of countless Westerners.

Bang bang bang!

The rocket hit the red cloth heavily, quickly igniting the sesame oil.

boom!

Wow!

A huge fire rose up, instantly turning the place into a sea of ​​fire, and it spread at a crazy speed. Dozens of red cloths burned at the same time, igniting the weeds on the ground.

it's over...

Yale II's face turned pale, and Deputy Commander Barry was also stunned for three seconds before he screamed, "Help! Help!"

"Hurry up and save people!"

As roars of explosions were heard, the Westerners rushed inside frantically, but the fire was so big that it blocked out the sky and the sun. They could not get in at all and were instead burned to ashes.

In there, Prince Caesar was shocked and his face changed drastically. He wanted to escape, but there was nowhere to escape. There were flames all around him that could not be put out.

The warhorse neighed and ran away in panic. His hair was soon caught on fire, followed by his clothes.

He slapped it frantically, but the more he slapped it, the more the fire got bigger, and the sesame oil today was even more terrifying than it was five years ago.

"Ah!" He let out a heart-wrenching scream. All his invincibility turned into nothing at this moment and was not worth mentioning.

Upon hearing this voice, Yale II, Barry, Western senior officials, and hundreds of people all turned pale!

"Go in, go in and save people!"

"I will kill anyone who dares to retreat!" He drew out his knife frantically and drove away the retreating soldiers.

Forced to do so, a large number of troops had no choice but to rush in, but once they entered, their bodies were on fire. The pain from the burning was unbearable, and they fled screaming.

The furious Yale II looked at the raging flames and was about to vomit blood. He took a knife and killed several retreating soldiers to vent his anger.

"Go in, go in!" He was like a madman.

Some Western troops rode in on horseback and tried to put out the flames, but as soon as they entered they turned into firemen and it was completely ineffective.

The screams from this place were even louder, cutting through the sky, and were accompanied by bursts of laughter.

"Hahaha!"

"This idiot!"

"Isn't he arrogant? Now he knows how to scream? Look, he is running inside and falls down, haha!" The Daxia military laughed heartily.

Only Mu Le and He Ya felt a little unhappy that they had not been able to fight and pretended to be defeated, which made them feel a little unbearable. But when they saw their most trusted enemy die in the fire, they became more open-minded.

Qin Yun also smiled. He knew that people like Prince Caesar had fatal flaws.

"Pass on my order, the entire army prepare for war!" he suddenly spoke.

Hearing this, everyone stopped laughing and their faces changed: "Your Majesty, do you want to open the city for a battle and pursue the victory?"

Mu and He's eyes lit up.

Qin Yun shook his head and chuckled, "Why open the city? I'm not stupid."

"Then your majesty..." Everyone looked at each other, stretched out their voices, and their eyes were full of suspicion.

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "Prince Caesar died because of a design. Do you think the Westerners can let it go?"

"Can the enraged Yale II not attack?"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked, and then suddenly reacted, yes!

"Pass on my order, prepare for battle quickly, keep the enemy at the gates, and never attack!" Qin Yun shouted, and took a last look at the raging fire in the distance.

At this moment, Prince Caesar could no longer be seen and was probably about to be burned to ashes.

"Yes!" The generals roared, and tens of thousands of troops quickly entered level one alert. A strong wind blew, and soldiers and armors appeared like clouds!

Qin Yun led his men away directly, looking calm and composed, not overjoyed at all, as if he had just done something insignificant.

Perhaps the most painful thing for Prince Caesar before his death was not being burned, but dying in such a miserable way!

Sure enough, about an hour later, the fire gradually went out. The open space that had spread for nearly a mile was burned black, with no grass growing on it.

Prince Caesar and his horse were all gone, not a hair was left!

Yale II's eyes were bloodshot and he was filled with rage. He immediately ordered: "Attack, attack, attack!"

"Daxia is despicable. They have murdered our army's Prince Caesar. We will never stop until our enemies are dead!"

Suddenly, the Western army organized itself into formations like mad dogs and launched a frenzied revenge against the Daxia army.

Boom!

When the battle broke out, the Persian city was instantly reduced to purgatory. The densely packed army was like a swarm of locusts, with no end in sight, and shouts of killing reaching the sky!

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