The First Tyrant of Daxia

Soon, all the stones at the mouth of the canyon were moved away.

"Lord Barry, we can leave now!" Norman bowed.

Barry took a long look at the battlefield, then turned around and dived into the canyon.

He no longer wanted to continue fighting with Qin Yun, especially since that guy's madman-like appearance just now gave Barry a new understanding of this great Xia prince.

This guy is a lunatic!

Once his bottom line is touched, he will retaliate at any cost!

Barry also felt a little regretful at this time. He should not have listened to those counselors and angered Qin Yun by massacring the Fama City.

If not for this, Qin Yun would not be so angry, and would not have sent his entire army forward.

If that were the case, perhaps today's battle situation would be different.

However, on the battlefield, the winners and losers are already decided. No matter how much you imagine, there is no way to change the facts that have already happened.

"The whole army retreats!"

At Barry's command, the soldiers guarding in front of the canyon immediately followed his pace, turned around and rushed into the canyon.

As for the soldiers on the battlefield in the rear, they had no chance and became abandoned.

Soon, the army arrived at the Xilu Gorge.

Mu Le knelt on one knee in front of Qin Yun, his face showing shame: "Your Majesty, I am incompetent and let Barry escape into the canyon. I couldn't catch up with him!"

Qin Yun did not get angry. He slowly got off the dragon carriage and came to the entrance of the canyon.

In front of him were the tortured corpses of Lu Hu and others!

It looks horrible and terrible!

He had been tied to a wooden frame before, and Mu Le let him down as soon as he arrived.

"His Majesty……"

When Mu Le saw this, a strong ruthlessness welled up in his eyes.

"Let me lead the troops to hunt him down! We must capture Barry!"

The appearance of these corpses has been completely unrecognizable, and one can tell at a glance that they had suffered inhuman torture before death.

If they didn't have any identifiable items on them, they would probably be no different from the frozen corpses on the roadside.

"call……"

Qin Yun exhaled a breath of foul air, which slowly rose up and turned into white mist.

He picked up a flagon, poured a glass of wine, then stood in front of the corpses and gently sprinkled the wine on the ground.

"This wine is for you all!"

"I am late!"

Qin Yun's voice was hoarse and low, carrying endless sorrow and sadness, which made people's hearts tremble involuntarily.

These comrades, like them, went to foreign countries to fight, but now they can still stand here, while Lu Hu and others can only stay here forever!

"Preserve the body properly, send it back to the country, and hold a funeral with the highest military standards!" Qin Yun said in a hoarse and low voice.

"As ordered!"

Mu Le knelt on one knee and clasped his fists in response.

At this moment, everyone was immersed in sorrow.

Even if we win this war, the dead will never come back.

After a long time, Mu Le finally couldn't help but asked: "Your Majesty...what about Barry?"

"Don't worry." Qin Yun waved his hand, turned his head and looked into the canyon, his eyes gleaming with light: "He can't escape!"

At the same time, on the dark path in the canyon, Barry was fleeing out of the canyon with his last guard.

"After passing through this place, we can reach the tributary of the Danube and leave here by boat!"

"Even if that Xia Tianzi had three heads and six arms, he couldn't catch up with us!"

Norman was full of confidence, but Barry said nothing.

This battle has completely destroyed his confidence.

"Norman, I will resign when I return. If you still want to continue in the army, you can go to see General Jeffrey." Barry said in a low voice: "Then I will ask him to transfer you to a safe place."

Norman looked puzzled: "Master Barry, I still want to continue fighting, why should I be transferred to a safe place?"

"We can't win." Barry felt a chill in his heart when he thought of Qin Yun's appearance before: "Daxiazi is a person who is willing to gamble everything and will never allow himself to suffer a loss."

"If you continue to fight on the front lines, sooner or later, you will end up like me!"

However, Norman had never seen the scenes on the battlefield. He just thought that Barry was discouraged after being beaten, and said in a deep voice: "Master Barry, we lost so many times before, but we stood up again and again."

"Even if we lose this time, we still have a chance!"

"Master Barry, you must not give up!"

Barry stared at him in silence for a long while, then suddenly sighed and said, "You'd better not go to Jeffrey. He doesn't like people who can't talk."

The group cut the vines on the road and moved forward. Soon, the sound of gurgling water was heard ahead.

"We're almost there! We'll soon reach the tributary of the Danube!"

Norman perked up, and his hands chopped the vines faster.

At this moment, Barry suddenly grabbed his wrist and stared straight ahead.

"Master Barry, what happened?" Norman looked up in confusion.

Barry's face turned blue and purple. He smelled a familiar scent from the steam coming from the front.

After a while, he strode forward and said in a low voice, "Excuse me, which general is this in front of you?"

The sound resounded out, incredibly clear.

Generals such as Norman looked puzzled, not understanding what their general was doing.

The next moment, a teasing voice suddenly came from the front.

"As expected of Barry, he was able to find me hiding here."

A tall figure wrapped in silver armor, carrying a sharp Mo Dao, slowly walked out of the darkness and stood in front of everyone.

Behind him, the troops belonging to the government army all held Mo Dao in their hands, with solemn and majestic expressions!

He Ya grinned, his smile was ostentatious, but his eyes burst into murderous intent: "Barry, now you have two choices."

"First, come back with me."

"Second, be buried here."

Hearing this, Norman flew into a rage: "Asshole! Stop being so arrogant!"

He suddenly drew out his knight's sword and rushed towards He Ya with a roar.

"Don't!"

Barry looked shocked, but it was too late to stop it.

"Well done!"

He Ya narrowed his eyes slightly, without moving his body, he just grabbed the Mo Dao and slashed forward fiercely.

clang!

The deafening sound of clashing swords echoed. Norman was unable to withstand He Ya's powerful strength and was knocked back by the sword, falling heavily to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, He Ya took a step forward, and the sharp tip of Mo Dao easily cut off his head.

puff!

Blood rushed up into the sky. In the midst of the scarlet, He Ya lifted Norman's head and sneered, "Master Barry, do you still want to consider it now?"

Seeing this, Barry sighed deeply and lowered his head helplessly.

"I'll go with you."

At the same time, in the canyon, Qin Yun and Murong Shunhua were staying in the dragon cart, changing clothes and applying medicine.

"Hiss...gently, gently."