The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Are you okay?" Murong Shunhua stepped forward, eyes full of concern.

Qin Yun waved his hands: "I'm fine...hiss! This guy is really ruthless!"

The slightest movement he made hurt the wound on his back, causing him to grimace in pain.

Although he dodged the sneak attack, it still left a hideous wound on his back, plus the wounds left from the subsequent fight with Barry.

He was in the most miserable state he had been in in the past few years.

Murong Shunhua looked at him distressedly, raised her hand and gently stroked his cheek, and said softly: "Your Majesty, there are soldiers to do these things, why do you have to go into battle yourself?"

Qin Yun raised his hand to hug her, and under the escort of the cavalry, he walked towards the dragon carriage: "Sometimes, charging for me and charging with me will produce completely different effects."

"Tsk, there's no need to go so deep. You can't go there yourself to hunt down Barry next time." Murong Shunhua said in a deep voice.

The moment Qin Yun was attacked just now, her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

She almost didn't dare to imagine whether she would be able to sleep well for the rest of her life if Qin Yun was ambushed and killed in front of her.

I'm afraid I'll think of this scene every night when I wake up in my dreams!

"It's so noisy. I feel a little dizzy." Qin Yun pretended to be weak and laughed it off.

On the battlefield, artillery fire was flying and swords were flashing.

In the front was the Shenji Battalion charging, and in the back the red cannons were firing in unison, knocking Barry's troops to the ground.

Although the West also had firearms, they were obviously inferior to those developed by Daxia, and they were at a disadvantage as soon as the battle began.

The Shenji Camp and the Xiliang Iron Cavalry were like two sharp knives, piercing straight into the heart of the Western Allied Forces. Their momentum was devastating, and they were like bloodthirsty gods of death!

Faced with the fierce offensive of the Daxia army, the Western army was simply unable to stop it!

The elite cavalry charged into the battle, and the red cannons fired from a distance, forcing the enemy to flee in panic, without even being able to organize an effective offensive.

Mu Leyue and He Ya were like gods descending from heaven, leading the charge!

"Crush them!"

Mu Le rode his horse, roaring angrily, and the silver spear in his hand whistled like a dragon, shooting fiercely at the fleeing elf in front of him.

The general was horrified and subconsciously wanted to resist, but he was completely unable to withstand the power of Mu Le's spear.

puff!

The silver spear pierced through the armor and penetrated his chest fiercely. Then Mu Le swung the spear violently and walked away with the corpse!

Blood splashed down the spear to the ground, and Mu Le's body was covered in blood, like a demon: "Kill! Kill them all!"

"General Mu is mighty!"

"Daxia will live forever!"

"Kill!"

When the soldiers saw this scene, their morale was boosted. They roared in unison and chased after the Western coalition forces that had been defeated!

Looking down from the sky, artillery fire almost covered the entire Western camp. The Shenji Battalion and the Xiliang Iron Cavalry at the front were like viruses, madly devouring the Western army.

The speed was so fast that the entire plain was occupied by the Daxia army in the blink of an eye!

The plains were littered with corpses, the blood and energy rising into the sky seemed substantial, and the Western troops fled in panic, howling in agony.

Mu Le held his spear at his side, standing proudly on the horse's back, his eyes full of disdain.

"This battle ends here."

The following battlefield was a one-sided bloody massacre, and there was no need for me to do anything more.

Just as he was about to withdraw and check on He Ya's injuries, the deputy general hurried up.

"General Mu, General Mu! Stay! Stay!"

Mu Le frowned and looked at his right-hand man: "Why are you so panicked? This general has said that a general should be calm and composed. If a great general is faced with a great situation and remains calm, then he should be able to maintain his composure!"

The deputy general took two deep breaths and said in a hurry: "General Mu, the enemy commander Barry failed to assassinate His Majesty and was seriously injured by His Majesty. He is now fleeing into the army! His Majesty has ordered that this man must be captured..."

Without waiting for the deputy general to finish, the calm General Mu swung his spear and shouted at the top of his lungs, "All generals, listen to my orders! Follow me to capture Barry!"

Rumble!

With the sound of iron hooves, Mu Le led the most elite Shenji Battalion into the battlefield, like a battlefield scavenger, killing wherever they went, just to find Barry.

“This guy is not…”

"Neither is this guy!"

"Where the hell is Barry?"

The generals frantically searched for Barry on the battlefield, but found nothing.

Mu Le thought about it, then rode his horse and came to a high place.

He has excellent eyesight and can look down from a high place and have a panoramic view of the overall situation.

Soon, Mu Le's eyes lit up and he shouted in a deep voice: "The man in silver armor in front is Barry! Kill him quickly!"

Below, Barry was running away frantically, looking extremely panicked.

Hearing Mu Le's voice vaguely, he was stunned at first, and then quickly took off his silver armor.

"How come this guy has such good eyesight?"

Barry turned his head and found that Mu Le was very far away. He could only vaguely see Mu Le's figure standing high up, like a small black dot.

After taking off his silver armor, he continued to flee in panic.

The next moment, Mu Le's voice came again from afar.

"The one with the long blond hair is Barry! Go after Barry!"

Hurala!

Soldiers from all around rushed forward, destroying grass and trees wherever they passed, with deafening noises and murderous aura.

Barry was almost frightened to death. He quickly grabbed the sword and cut off the long golden hair on the back of his head.

"I don't believe you can find me!"

Barry gritted his teeth, hid among the fleeing soldiers, and fled towards the canyon.

At this moment, Mu Le personally rode his horse and headed straight towards Barry.

"The one with short blond hair is Barry! Go after Barry!"

The soldiers raised their arms and shouted, with murderous intent rising to the sky.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Your uncle's!

Barry cursed angrily, he simply couldn't understand how Mu Le could recognize him at a glance among thousands of people.

But he didn't dare to stop at this time, so he could only continue to flee, and soon arrived in front of the canyon.

"Master Barry!"

Norman was leading people to clear the rocks at the entrance of the canyon. When he saw Barry return, he hurried forward to report.

"At present, the rocks have been almost cleared. As long as we enter the canyon, we will definitely be able to escape!"

Inside the Xiru Canyon, there was a retreat route that Barry left for himself, which was the route they used to transfer during the previous sneak attack.

Through this route, it is entirely possible to leave this plain and return to the west before the arrival of the Daxia army.

"The Great Xia Emperor is truly terrifying. I was badly defeated in today's battle. I'm afraid I won't have the chance to fight on the battlefield again in the future."

After reaching the safe area, Barry finally relaxed. Looking at the battlefield in the distance, he felt some emotion in his heart.

"I don't know if the next time I see Emperor Daxia will be when he conquers the British Empire."