The First Tyrant of Daxia

Komai fell into the soft mud, blood gushing from his chest and his whole body twitching.

He struggled to look around and found that his subordinates were at an absolute disadvantage!

Wherever the eyes looked, the Daxia soldiers were like the gods of death, wantonly reaping the lives of their own soldiers.

There was no fear or panic on their faces, only a bleak and solemn look!

"You, how could you..."

Komai felt his vitality slipping away, and he was filled with fear and endless confusion.

No matter how you look at it, these soldiers don't look like deserters who have escaped by luck. Instead, they look more like they are on high alert, waiting for them to come to them.

Mu Le looked down from above, a hint of mockery flashing across his gaze.

"Stupid guy, do you think we really fell into the trap?"

"His Majesty has discovered your conspiracy a long time ago. Today is the day you will die!"

Hearing this, Komai's eyes suddenly widened, bloodshot eyes appeared, and he roared at the top of his lungs.

"No, this is impossible. How could you possibly..."

Before he could finish his words, his whole body froze and he was completely silent.

Excessive excitement accelerated the flow of his blood, and the remaining vitality was consumed in just a few breaths.

When Komai fell, the team of soldiers suddenly fell into a state of disarray.

Faced with the well-prepared Shenjiying, they were unable to even organize an effective attack and could only allow themselves to be slaughtered by the soldiers of the Shenjiying.

The hard armor was broken layer by layer, and countless blades stabbed the bodies. One after another, the Westerners fell in a pool of blood.

After about dozens of breaths, the remaining soldiers were slaughtered completely!

A strong smell of blood filled the air, and the whole person seemed to be soaked in blood.

Blood flowed from the corpse, through the cracks into the soil, nourishing the grass.

I think the grass and trees here will grow more luxuriantly in a few years.

Mu Le raised his spear and roared angrily: "All soldiers, listen to my order, kill all the Westerners! Restore the might of Great Xia!"

The soldiers around raised their swords and responded to the commander's call.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Under the leadership of Mu Le, everyone rode on horseback and headed in another direction to slaughter the remaining Western troops.

In the distant canyon, the generals were watching the fighting on the plain, feeling confused and uncertain.

"Strange, why are these deserters still so brave?"

"This shouldn't be the case! Could it be that the Xia people have already taken death for granted to this extent?"

"It's terrifying. They are clearly defeated, but they still have such fighting power!"

Because they did not see the golden dragon chariot, they thought that Qin Yun had died in the sinkhole, and the rest were the remnants who had escaped.

However, even with these remnants, their army failed to achieve the ideal situation, but instead encountered obstacles everywhere.

Whenever they encountered the Xia army escaping from the interior, they were almost always defeated and allowed to retreat at will.

"Humph, he is nothing more than a defeated general and a desperate criminal!"

Barry clenched his fists, his sharp golden eyes flickering.

"Let them send some of their forces to hold these people back, and the rest of the people should hurry on and enter the plain!"

"This general wants to see the corpse of the Great Xia Emperor with his own eyes!"

In his opinion, a temporary defeat on the battlefield was nothing. His plan had already been successful, and the failure of Daxia was only a matter of time.

There is no need to spend too much time worrying about these deserters. The most important thing is to find the Emperor of Daxia!

After three years of fierce fighting, the Western coalition's evaluation of Qin Yun has reached an extremely high level.

It is believed that the Emperor of Xia is a rare hero, even better than the God of War Kings in Western history!

After many discussions, the Western coalition has reached a conclusion.

The quickest way to end the war is to kill Qin Yun.

Otherwise, if we continue to waste time, I'm afraid the entire West will be dragged into the quagmire!

Barry's order was passed down, and the Western soldiers in the plains received the order and began to split into two groups.

One team went to tangle with the Xia army that was trying to escape, while the other team headed straight to the center of the plain to find the body of the Xia emperor.

However, Mu Le led the Shenji Battalion and charged across the plains, tearing the Western army into pieces with its powerful combat power and sophisticated tactical sprint.

"Damn it, what's wrong with this guy?"

"We've already let him go, why is he still pestering us?"

"Damn it, forget about him! Charge straight into the plain! There must be someone still alive!"

Although the plain was blown down, it is impossible that all the people died. In their eyes, the remaining soldiers also made achievements in the war.

Under Mu Le's pulling, the Western army was exhausted and finally rushed into the plain and arrived at where Qin Yunlong's car was stationed before.

However, after they rushed in, they found something wrong.

"Damn it, why is there no one here?"

"There's not even a corpse!"

"Where is the Emperor of Daxia?"

"Not only the Great Xia Emperor, there is not a single soldier in those tents!"

This place has become a ruin, with earth and rocks piled up everywhere and pits everywhere.

The camp dragon carriage was completely buried under mud and rocks, but there was not even a corpse inside.

When the news reached the canyon, Barry was confused and thought he had heard it wrong.

"Are you kidding? There's no one here?"

The messenger knelt on the ground and said in a deep voice: "Deputy Commander, there is indeed no one, not even a corpse."

"How can it be?!"

Barry's handsome face was full of shock. According to his plan, the plain should be littered with corpses by now!

After pondering for a moment, he made a decision.

"Follow me out of the canyon. I want to go and investigate in person!"

He couldn't believe that the trap he had designed with so much effort ended up in vain!

Soon, the soldiers in the canyon gathered and filed out of the canyon entrance.

Norman, who was guarding the entrance of the canyon, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Barry appear.

His mission was to guard the entrance to the canyon at the cost of his life, and never let the Xia army rush in and discover any clues in the canyon.

Since yesterday, Norman has been worried that he might not be able to complete the task.

Only after facing the mighty army of Xia State in person could he truly feel the oppressive force on the battlefield, which almost completely made him give up the idea of ​​fighting a decisive battle with the army of Xia State.

"Master Barry, has our plan been successful?"

Norman gathered the remaining generals and joined the main force.

Barry frowned, his face gloomy: "The frontline reported that there was no discovery. Follow me to investigate."

Soon, everyone arrived at their previous camp.

The ground was full of ruins and it was completely empty. There was no corpse to be seen at first glance.

"What the hell, how could this happen?!"