The First Tyrant of Daxia

"That's what I mean..." Murong Shunhua suddenly thought of something, and a cunning look flashed across her eyes: "So, Your Majesty, when you first met me, you were also giving a speech?"

Qin Yun was slightly stunned and burst out laughing.

When he first met Murong Shunhua, the Palace Master of Yaoyue Palace was still the righteous man who wanted to behead the dog emperor.

He successfully established a relationship with her by claiming that he was helping Murong Shunhua kill him.

Thinking about it now, it’s really funny.

"How can that be called deception?" Qin Yun hugged Murong Shunhua's shoulders and gently caressed them: "When you meet a girl you like, isn't it natural to think of a way to talk to her?"

"Slippery tongue." Murong Shunhua gently patted his chest and leaned against him: "Barry seems to want to fight you to the death, what do you want to do?"

Hearing this, Qin Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a confident smile, and said heroically: "Since he wants to fight, then I will fight with him openly!"

"I want him to know that no matter if he is Yin or Yang, he is no match for me!"

Looking at Qin Yun like this, Murong Shunhua's eyes were full of appreciation and admiration.

Even after being together for so many years, she is still moved by Qin Yun's domineering and confident look.

Soon, the Western coalition forces, ready for battle, appeared in front of them.

Dust and smoke are rolling, and flags are flying all over the sky!

Hundreds of thousands of cavalrymen marched in unison, full of murderous intent and overwhelming power!

At the front, Mu Le and He Ya walked side by side, and behind them, the armored vehicles of the Shenji Camp and the Xiliang Iron Cavalry made people shudder.

"It's such a great summer day, we meet again!"

Barry looked at the bloodthirsty and terrifying army from afar and muttered to himself.

Over the past few years, he has been thinking about defeating Qin Yun all the time, but he has been defeated again and again.

He became famous at a young age, and after several wars, he eventually became a god of war.

He thought he was the best in the world and in war, but he was defeated by Qin Yun one after another. He couldn't understand it.

Boom!

When they were still several miles away, the Xia army suddenly stopped, making a dull loud noise.

The Shenji Camp and the Xiliang Iron Cavalry slowly separated, and the heavy and huge dragon carriage drove to the front, pressing deep grooves on the ground.

"Mighty! Mighty! Mighty!"

When the dragon chariot appeared, all the soldiers shouted in unison, roaring like a landslide and tsunami, with great momentum, soaring into the sky!

Everyone's eyes are filled with fanaticism!

That is respect for the emperor, awe for Qin Yun, and faith!

Qin Yun walked out of the dragon chariot and stood in front of the army. He had an upright posture and his golden armor reflected the sunlight, so dazzling that he looked like a god from heaven descending to the earth!

Wow!

When he appeared, the sound of armor clanged and everyone in Daxia fell silent, waiting for him to speak.

Seeing this scene, Barry's originally raised blood suddenly cooled down.

"Can I really win against an army like this that obeys orders and follows discipline?" He thought to himself, "Even the army that I have trained for so many years can't do this..."

"Barry, long time no see!"

Qin Yun had sharp eyes and a firm gaze. He spoke calmly, and his voice seemed to contain some strange magic that made people want to surrender involuntarily.

Barry has learned a lot of Xia language in recent years and can understand Qin Yun's words. He replied: "It's been a long time since we last met. Since I lost to you last time, we have fought more or less in the past few years, but your ability makes me despair."

After fighting for so many years, Barry has never won a single match against Qin Yun, and can be said to be the number one loser.

From another perspective, Barry was the longest-lived general among those who lost to Qin Yun.

If it were someone else, they would have died after losing the first game.

"I only have one word today."

Qin Yun put his hands behind his back, his eyes sharp.

Hearing this, Barry was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was here to persuade him to surrender, and his mind suddenly became active.

"Emperor Daxia, if you want to persuade them to surrender, can you be more sincere?"

Even though I had just made up my mind to die, with the chance of survival right in front of me, who would want to die?

Barry is no exception.

Without waiting for Qin Yun to speak, Barry said in a deep voice: "If you want me to surrender to you, you must promise not to murder me and my subordinates, and you must have the same status as Mu He and the others, and..."

These words made Qin Yun confused.

He turned to look at Murong Shunhua behind him and asked with his mouth: "Did I just say I wanted to persuade him to surrender?"

Murong Shunhua shrugged, which clearly meant no.

Qin Yun was relieved this time. He really thought that he had accidentally said the words of persuasion to surrender and then forgot about it. That would be too terrible. Alzheimer's disease would come to him early.

"Bastard!"

Qin Yun shouted angrily, stopping Barry from making conditions.

"You have committed such a heinous crime by slaughtering the city of Fama, and yet you still want to surrender? How shameless you are!"

"I only have one thing to say."

"I will kill all your troops without leaving a single one alive!"

"To comfort the souls of the Daxia soldiers in Fama City!"

"Accept death obediently is the only choice you have!"

As soon as these words were spoken, hundreds of thousands of soldiers behind him drew out their swords with a clang, raised them diagonally into the air, and mounted on iron horses!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The majestic shouts of killing formed a sea that rolled and surged, with murderous aura rising to the sky, even dispersing the clouds in the sky.

Seeing Qin Yun actually expressed such determination in public, Barry's face turned blue and purple, and he became nervous.

"Deputy Commander, stop wasting time talking to them. Let me kill the Daxia Emperor first!"

A general under his command stood out from the crowd and volunteered.

"Salem, that's not an opponent you can handle."

Barry glanced at him. This was a rotated general who had never participated in the battle with Daxia before and always looked down on Xia.

Especially, Mu and He, who were praised as gods.

"Deputy Commander, how can you boost others' morale and destroy your own prestige?"

"Is there any general who always wins? Now the world should belong to us young people!"

"Just a mere Mu He, watch me chop him down with one sword!"

Many generals came out to express their dissatisfaction, almost all of them were new generals who had just been rotated in.

Previously, because of Barry's strategy, they suffered heavy losses without even fighting a battle, and they were already filled with resentment.

Now faced with Qin Yun's arrogant attitude, these young generals could no longer bear it and volunteered to go into battle.

"Deputy Commander, I will go and kill their spirit!"

Salem ignored Barry's objection, rode forward, came before the army, raised the knight's sword high in his hand, and looked excited.

"Who is Mu Le? Come forward and die!"

Upon hearing this, the generals of Daxia all looked a little strange.

It's been three years since we started fighting, and there are still people who dare to challenge Mu Le?

You are very brave young man!