The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Since Barry dared to provoke by slaughtering all the defenders of Fama City, it means he must have great confidence in this battle."

"As a general, you should consider defeat before you consider victory. Although Barry is stupid, he is not so blind as to think that he can win every battle. He must have considered the possibility of Norman's defeat."

Gongsun Zhongmou's eyes darkened slightly and he began to analyze.

"But Norman still chose to defend to the death, which means that before the battle, Barry must have told him to retreat to the canyon entrance and defend to the death if he was defeated."

“So, in Barry’s opinion, as long as we defend the mouth of the canyon, we will be invincible!”

"But the question is, why is Barry so confident?"

After listening to Gongsun Zhongmou's analysis, everyone's eyes flickered and they all fell into deep thought.

"Yeah, why is Barry so confident?"

"Does he think we can't take that damn canyon?"

"What a joke! Give me 50,000 elite soldiers and I will take over the canyon tomorrow!"

At this time, Qin Yun narrowed his eyes and suddenly pointed to the back of the map.

"What if there is more than one passage?"

boom!

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a flash of lightning in the dark night, and the generals looked horrified.

"There is more than one passage?"

"If that were the case, the situation would be completely different!"

"They can just defend the canyon to the death and send people to go around and surround us all!"

"But the question is, do they have that many troops?"

Qin Yun frowned and said, "This is the problem. From the beginning to the end, do we really know how many people are in the canyon?"

Hearing this, the generals also frowned.

Because the incident in Fama City had given them such a huge shock, the next day after receiving the news, everyone led their troops straight to the canyon.

Most of the scouts sent out in the early stages only gathered information around the canyon, but were never able to send people deep into the canyon.

"This canyon is narrow in front and deep in the back. It's impossible to find out what's going on inside..."

"Yeah, unless someone can crawl over from the other side of the canyon."

"Don't be ridiculous. That's a cliff. There's not even a place to climb. Even our most elite scouts may not be able to get up there."

As they were talking, everyone suddenly fell silent.

Gongsun Zhongmou saw what everyone was thinking and smiled bitterly in his heart. He was the only one who would speak up at this time.

"Your Majesty, at this moment, the only one who can do this is one person."

He stepped forward, bowed, and spoke respectfully.

Qin Yun was still thinking about the other party's calculations. Hearing this, he raised his head and frowned, "Oh? Tell me about it."

Gongsun Zhongmou said in a deep voice: "This person is the Queen Mother Xigong."

Swish!

Suddenly, everyone looked at him in unison, their eyes filled with respect and awe.

They had already thought of this just now, but they couldn't say in front of Qin Yun that we wanted Empress Xigong to do such a dangerous thing, right?

You know, on the other side of the Xilu Canyon is a thousand-foot cliff, where it is difficult for birds to land and for antelopes to cross.

An ordinary person can only climb about ten feet at most, and even a well-trained scout can only climb a few hundred meters at most before he can hardly move forward.

The most crucial point is that there must be a large number of Westerners stationed at the top of the canyon. As a famous Western general, Barry cannot fail to occupy the commanding heights.

Before Qin Yun could speak, Murong Shunhua stood up.

She was dressed in white, with sharp eyes and eyebrows, and was as elegant as a lotus emerging from water.

His eyebrows and eyes were as sharp as knives, with a hint of determination flashing in his eyes, just like a peerless swordsman walking out of a painting!

"give it to me."

Murong Shunhua said lightly, took out a long sword from somewhere, and flew out of the dragon carriage.

Qin Yun did not stop her. With Murong Shunhua's skills, it would be difficult for anything to happen.

This person is the Palace Master of Yaoyue Palace. Looking at the entire martial arts world, there are only a handful of people who can fight under her.

"In that case, let's wait for news from Queen Xigong."

Qin Yun watched Murong Shunhua go away and gave orders again.

"Send out all the scouts, one person every three miles, one team every five miles, and pass on the message every half a quarter of an hour."

Doing so can ensure the speed and timeliness of message delivery to the greatest extent.

In the cold weapon era, apart from the number of troops and military quality, what needs to be competed for more is information.

Whoever can get the enemy's movements first will have a greater advantage!

"As ordered!"

All the generals responded in unison and quickly left the camp to mobilize troops and investigate the surrounding situation.

Time passed quickly and the sky darkened in a blink of an eye.

Lead-gray clouds spread from the horizon and covered the entire sky in the blink of an eye.

The soldiers set up camp and lit a bonfire, but they did not take off their armor. They even held their long swords tightly at all times and ate with one hand holding the bowl.

Doing so can ensure that you can respond as quickly as possible when encountering an enemy attack.

The entire plain was still filled with the aftermath of blood, and many soldiers were collecting the bodies of their comrades and burying them.

If the body is not collected in time and allowed to rot, a plague may easily break out.

With the current level of medical care, once the plague spreads, it will be a disaster for any army.

Qin Yun sat in the tent, with the latest situation of Persian City in front of him.

After taking over Persia, he immediately made changes from the grassroots level, implemented cultural invasion methods, and continuously assimilated the entire Persia towards Bactria.

Nowadays, many natives in Persia are proud to learn the culture of Bactria.

Among them, businessmen are at the forefront.

After all, the world is bustling with people seeking profit, and no one can resist money.

"Persia has been conquered, and only six of the seven kingdoms remain. They will certainly resist with the most resolute attitude."

Qin Yun frowned and thought, if the fighting continued, it would be an extremely serious burden for the entire Daxia.

After all, this is not a battle on home soil, the front line is too long, and the loss in the transportation of food and fodder alone is a huge amount of money.

Is there an easier way that can make the six countries solve their problems themselves?

"Most of these countries are nobles. If we can mess up the nobles, the entire country will naturally lose its stability..."

Qin Yun muttered to himself, and some memories suddenly emerged in his mind.

In the past, before launching a large-scale invasion, those Western countries often used certain means to cause domestic unrest.

Perhaps, I can also use this method?

Just as he was about to write down the ideas in his mind, the door curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted, and a figure in white floated in and landed silently.

Qin Yun smiled and stood up to greet him: "Thank you for your hard work. I made you run all the way here so late at night."

Seeing his attentive look, Murong Shunhua snorted, with a hint of pride in her delicate eyes: "I don't usually see you care about me so much?"