The First Tyrant of Daxia

"A person who gets angry easily may be brave for a while in battle, but he is careless and prone to die," Gongsun Zhongmou said calmly.

Qin Yun sneered and nodded: "That's right, so tomorrow Zuo Yunlie must provoke him as much as possible and make him feel that you look down on him."

"To dare to attack the canyon entrance with 10,000 people is a humiliation to him."

"As long as he dares to come out, they will never be able to get out of the canyon for a while."

After hearing the plan, the generals looked at each other with admiration in their eyes.

As expected of their Majesty, he could come up with such a targeted tactic overnight.

"In war, apart from the frontal charge, all other tactics depend on who can perform them best."

Qin Yun narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed.

"Barry, just wait and see how I will personally take off your head!"

Instructing the other generals to arrive at the designated location as planned, Qin Yun, Zuo Yunlie and the other two explained in detail the implementation steps of the entire plan.

About half an hour later, the three of them dispersed.

"I obey your Majesty's orders!"

Zuo Yunlie's expression was resolute, with excitement flashing in his eyes: "I will not let your majesty down!"

Qin Yun waved his hand and said, "Go ahead. Whether this battle can be a great victory depends on the performance of the three of you."

The three of them knelt again and dispersed.

boom! boom! boom!

War drums roared, iron armor clanked, and teams of cavalry shuttled across the battlefield and began to deploy their troops.

After years of fighting, although the two sides are enemies, they have also developed a tacit understanding, and their main generals would clash before a major battle.

Norman, Barry's chief general, was two meters tall and looked menacing, with a whole team of soldiers behind him stationed at the entrance of the canyon.

He was wearing silver armor, his brown hair fluttering in the air, and the huge axe in his hand was heavy and bloody, like a savage standing on the battlefield.

In comparison, Mu Leheya and others appear to be much smaller. Oriental people are inherently smaller in size than Westerners, but this does not mean that their fighting power is weaker than that of the other side.

If it was a one-on-one fight, except for Akins at that time, I'm afraid no one could go head-on with Mu Leheya and the other on the battlefield.

"Who wants to fight me?" Norman shouted arrogantly, his eyes full of bloodthirstiness. "I can't wait any longer. My axe is thirsty!"

Mu Le and He Ya looked at each other and showed disdain at the same time.

"Based on your own strength, you are not qualified for us to fight you one-on-one."

"Prince Caesar died at our hands. Do you think you can be better than Prince Caesar?"

Hearing this, Norman showed a look of shame and anger on his face, and growled in a low voice: "Despicable foreigners, you used conspiracy and trickery to kill Prince Caesar, and today I will avenge the prince!"

"Today, all of you will die under my giant axe!"

Then, there was another round of trash talk, and both sides dispersed.

Although Norman was irritable, he knew that they were fighting in a well-rested position.

As long as they guard the entrance to the canyon tightly and prevent these people from breaking in, victory will belong to them sooner or later.

"Barry has already made all the plans, but these stupid Xia people are still clueless. They are so ignorant!"

Returning to the front of the formation, He Ya grabbed the spear with his right hand, with the butt of the spear against his waist and the tip of the spear pointing straight ahead, roaring loudly.

"The whole army is ready!"

"charge!"

Swish!

Countless long swords were unsheathed, with murderous aura filling the air, and an unrivaled power.

The Xiliang Iron Cavalry at the forefront changed their previous guerrilla tactics and successfully became the main attacking force today.

Under He Ya's leadership, the war horses galloped, the iron hooves made a clatter, and large clouds of dust were raised on the ground, like surging waves.

Looking from a high place, it looked like a layer of khaki waves rolling and surging, about to submerge Norman in front of the canyon!

Although they were guarding the entrance to the canyon, Norman's troops did not hide in the valley entrance, but were deployed on the plains outside the canyon entrance.

After all, if they retreat to the valley entrance, the military force they can mobilize will be limited, and passively taking a beating is not Norman's character.

"Come on! Xia people! Feel the real fear!"

Norman rode on his warhorse, wielding a huge axe in his hand, with bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

"Destroy them!"

Rumble!

On the plain, dust rose, horses' hooves clattered, and sand and stones flew.

The vanguards of both sides collided fiercely, and the shouts of killing reached the sky, and the clouds were broken by the surging murderous aura!

He Ya was a man of unparalleled courage. He charged into the enemy's formation, leaving a long trail of blood behind him wherever he went. Those were the broken corpses of the enemies.

The Western army was immediately overwhelmed by this momentum. When the surrounding soldiers saw He Ya coming forward, they were so scared that they avoided him and did not dare to go forward to encircle and suppress him.

"Bastard!"

Norman chopped down the cavalryman next to him with an axe, urged the warhorse under his crotch, and the iron hooves raised rolling yellow sand, and rushed straight towards He Ya.

"Eat my axe!"

The huge axe made a whistling sound in the air and chopped hard towards He Ya's head.

"Well done!"

A gleam of light flashed in He Ya's eyes, and he swung his spear violently, immediately engaging Norman.

Dangdang Dangdang!

In the blink of an eye, the spear and the giant axe had collided dozens of times, and the sound of the golden swords was so loud that it hurt people's eardrums.

Norman swung his axe again with great force, hitting the tip of He Ya's spear, and immediately shocked him back.

puff!

He Ya's face turned pale, and he suddenly spurted out blood. He made a horrified expression: "The Western army actually has such a fierce general!"

"Hehe, you Xia people who sit in a well and watch the sky, do you think there is no one in the West?"

Norman laughed loudly, picked up the giant axe and chased after him, not giving the enemy any time to breathe.

He Ya seemed to be seriously injured by the axe and could only flee, and was unable to even lead the Xiliang cavalry to attack.

As time went on, the momentum of the Xiliang Iron Cavalry weakened. Even though they had the advantage before, they could only barely hold on.

"it is good!"

"As expected of Norman!"

"He actually seriously injured He Ya, that's incredible!"

Above the canyon, the Western generals saw this scene and cheered loudly, appearing very happy.

They had been suppressed by the Xia army all along, and had been holding their breath for a long time. Today they finally got out.

Only Barry frowned. He had fought with the Xiliang Iron Cavalry several times and knew that He Ya's strength was more than that.

Originally, Norman was arranged just to hold the opponent back, but how come he actually gained the advantage during the fight?

"Deputy Commander, don't worry. He Ya has been fighting for many years and has numerous hidden injuries. I think he was already dying before this."

"That's probably the case. General Norman must have forced the other party's injuries to explode, making it difficult for him to continue."

"We will surely win this battle today!"

"The might of the coalition forces will bloom again in your hands, deputy commander!"