The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun's personal participation in the battle made the soldiers of Da Xia as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and they all rushed forward regardless of their lives!

In their hearts, Qin Yun is the highest belief!

For this belief, they can risk their lives and fight for it!

Faced with the high-spirited army of the Xia Kingdom, the already depressed Western army was defeated and forced to retreat again and again, and the entire front line was constantly compressed!

"Damn it! Push it up! Push it up!"

Barry was sweating profusely and his eyes were bloodshot. He never expected that Qin Yun would be so brave as to charge into the battle himself!

The commander-in-chief is the spiritual belief of the army. Unless the army is in a desperate situation with no way to retreat, the commander-in-chief will never charge into the battlefield!

Around them, a large number of seriously wounded soldiers were carried down. Faced with the violent Shenji Battalion and the Xiliang Iron Cavalry, the Western soldiers suffered an almost one-sided defeat.

The soldiers were covered in wounds, and many of them were missing arms and legs. Even if they could be saved, they would not be able to continue fighting.

As the battlefield continued to advance, the vanguard troops suffered successive defeats!

Roars, sounds of fighting, wailing and screaming gathered together to form waves of landslides and tsunamis. The entire main battlefield was like a meat grinder, ruthlessly strangling the lives of the soldiers.

"Lord Barry! We can't keep fighting like this!"

"Order a retreat immediately! Otherwise, all our people will be killed!"

"Lord Barry! Give the order now!"

The generals around him looked extremely anxious. The dire situation of the battle forced them to start persuading Barry.

Barry lowered his head, clenched his fists, and veins bulged on his forehead, as if he was thinking about something.

After a moment, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes red, as if he had made up his mind.

"No! We are not retreating!"

When these words were spoken, all the generals were stunned and stared at Barry in disbelief, not understanding what their commander was trying to do.

"Master Barry, if we continue fighting, we have no chance of winning!"

"Sir, we can't continue fighting!"

"Retreat now, we still have a chance to start over again!"

Barry's eyes were cold, like a beast that was ready to eat anyone. He squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "There is no chance. The Great Xia Emperor will never let us leave!"

He was very clear that what he had done in Fama City had touched Qin Yun's reverse scale.

In the current situation, if I retreat, this guy will definitely attack me like a bloodthirsty hungry wolf!

The formation of the vanguard army has been completely disrupted, and our side is relying entirely on the remaining will to fight. Retreat will definitely lead to a major defeat!

By then, the vanguard army will encircle the rear army and form a rolling pearl curtain, and there will be no chance at all!

His golden pupils flickered with determination, and he growled in a deep voice, "Organize an army and select the best fighters!"

The deputy general following him was stunned for a moment, and after hearing what Barry meant, his eyes widened: "Lord Barry, you, you mean..."

Barry took a deep breath, his eyes blazing with murderous intent: "I will personally take the head of Emperor Xia!"

When these words were spoken, all the generals were shocked.

"My lord, this is no joke!"

"It is so difficult to take the head of a general among thousands of soldiers, let alone Emperor Xia!"

"Sir, we don't have to do this..."

Barry raised his hand to interrupt everyone's persuasion, his eyes firm: "No need to say more, I have made up my mind, this is the only way to break the deadlock now."

This was the only way he could think of to turn the situation around.

After three years of fierce fighting, Barry was very clear about the importance of Qin Yun in the hearts of the Daxia soldiers. It was a belief like that of a god!

As long as Qin Yun can be killed, no, even as long as he can be seriously injured, this battle can still be fought!

But it is almost impossible to do this, but we have to do it.

At this moment, he felt like he was facing an abyss with no way to retreat. The only way to survive was to fight to the death.

"Qin Yun, I don't believe you are really the so-called son of destiny. Everyone has to die, and today is the day!"

However, the generals still felt that the success rate of this matter was too low.

It’s summer time!

How could he not have expert guards to protect him if he went into battle personally?

"so what?!"

Barry's eyes widened and he growled.

"Do we just not do it if we think it's impossible?"

"In the past three years, we have failed so many times because we thought we still had a chance, so we stopped fighting and just retreated!"

"We've retreated again and again. We have no chance anymore!"

Barry pointed forward, and Qin Yun, who was in the center of the formation, was led by the soldiers and swept across the four directions like a god from heaven!

His heroic figure attracted everyone's attention.

"That's the emperor in the summer. Even he dares to fight in person. What do we have to be afraid of?"

"Think carefully, this is our only chance in this lifetime to assassinate him!"

"If you miss this opportunity, you won't have it again!"

If they had not massacred Fama City, Qin Yun would not have been so furious that he would not have personally taken to the battlefield just to vent his anger.

Although the plan did not go smoothly, it produced the same effect from another angle.

The opportunity to end this war between China and the West is right before them.

The generals fell silent. They knew very well that this was indeed an opportunity, but the probability was too low, so low that they hardly dared to think about it.

After Barry roared, he took a heavy breath and whispered, "Besides, you think you can escape by retreating, right?"

He raised his right arm and swung it down vigorously.

"No! He won't give us a chance!"

"He will hunt us down like a cheetah hunting an antelope, until all of us die under his knife!"

"This is him, this is Daxiazi, do you understand?!"

The hoarse voice echoed in the air, causing the generals to fall into deep thought.

Yes, from the moment they massacred the Weight City, it was decided that the two sides would fight to the death.

Halfway up the mountain, the deputy general gritted his teeth, his eyes red, "Isn't it just death? After fighting for so many years, haven't you seen enough death?"

The remaining generals also made their decisions and roared in anger.

"That's right! This is our only chance!"

"Kill Emperor Xia and we will be the saviors of the entire West!"

“How many opportunities like this can you get in your life?”

"Master Barry, let's go!"

The generals' faces flushed and their blood boiled. They no longer thought about the consequences of failure. There was only one thought in their minds.

Swear to kill Qin Yun!

"Alright! Get ready immediately! I will personally go into battle!"

After recovering from his injuries, Barry put on his armor again. He rejected other generals' offers to take on the task and decided to do it himself.

Soon, a group of fully armed elite soldiers gathered behind him.

Everyone had a solemn look on their face, wearing strong armor, equipped with the sharpest weapons, and their eyes flashed with excitement.