The First Tyrant of Daxia

Let the rest of the people stay where they are and wait for orders. Qin Yun took Zhu Rong, Mu Le, and some soldiers, dressed up as a caravan, and slowly walked towards the rugged mountain road ahead.

Along the way, there were soldiers responsible for drawing maps and recording the terrain. Qin Yun was well aware of the importance of reading a map before a battle, and a battle must not be fought in the dark.

In the blink of an eye, more than half an hour had passed.

"We should meet soon, right?" Qin Yun used his hands as eaves and looked ahead.

The range explored by the scouts was much ahead of the main force. Judging from their marching speed, they should be approaching the area explored by the previous scouts.

"Yes, Your Majesty. We have just found the marks left by the scouts, indicating that the target should be just ahead." Mu Le nodded.

At this time, he was dressed as a merchant's assistant, wearing a coarse linen shirt, but the heroic spirit between his brows could still be seen.

Qin Yun curled his lips and said unhappily, "You better control your aura of wanting to chop anyone you see, or you'll scare them away before we get in!"

A general like Mu Le, who has fought on the battlefield for many years, looks extraordinary wherever he goes, and people can tell there is something wrong with him at first glance.

"This... Your Majesty, I can't pretend!" Mu Le scratched his head and said in distress.

"If you can't pretend, just look at Liu Wanshi!" Qin Yun raised his chin towards Liu Wanshi beside him: "Look, he pretends to be a merchant's bodyguard."

Liu Wanshi puffed out his chest when he was praised, revealing his smug face to the fullest.

Originally, Qin Yun was planning to bring only Mu Le and Zhu Rong, but Liu Wanshi insisted on bringing them along, saying that the other two were ignorant of the ways of the world. Qin Yun was finally forced to bring him along as well.

I have to say that when it comes to pretending, Liu Wanshi is indeed much better than Mu Le.

Mu Le glanced at him, snorted coldly, and retracted some of his aura. Although he still looked fierce, at least he was no longer as heroic as before.

At this moment, the scout responsible for investigating the situation returned in a hurry and reported: "Your Majesty..."

"Why call me Your Majesty? Call me Master!"

"Ahem... Master, the target ahead is approaching!"

Qin Yun's eyes flashed, and his expression suddenly became excited. He waved his hand and said, "Keep the formation! Do not attack without my order!"

Ever since the war began, Western high-ranking officials have memorized his face better than their own ancestors, and there is no chance for them to hide their identities and play dumb!

Today, the opportunity finally comes!

A life without pretense is a soulless life!

Under Qin Yun's arrangement, everyone pretended to be an ordinary caravan and slowly approached the front.

All I heard was the sound of horse hooves, followed by a burst of noise, and suddenly it appeared at the end of my sight.

Qin Yun made a gesture to calm down and continued to slowly approach the front. He saw several people with disheveled clothes and embarrassed looks fleeing in panic. Judging from their attire, they seemed to be of high status, and their clothes and accessories looked quite expensive.

Behind them were dozens of ferocious bandits riding horses and wielding long swords!

"Get 'em!"

"Don't let them get away!"

"Quick! Stop them from this side!"

The bandits shouted loudly, and with the clatter of their horses' hooves, they quickly approached the people in front of them.

Soon, the two groups of people came closer. When the fleeing people saw Qin Yun and others, they screamed for help as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Please, save me!"

"Great passerby, please save us!"

Qin Yun frowned slightly when he heard this, a little confused: "Why are these guys talking about the British Empire?"

Beside him, Adolf explained in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Ptolemy's population is mixed, with people from all over the place, but because it is close to the British Empire, their official language is the language of the British Empire."

"understood."

Qin Yun raised his hand and waved, and several guards immediately came forward to welcome the fleeing people.

The leading refugee was a fair-skinned girl in her twenties. Although her face was covered in black and gray, one could still tell that she was pretty.

After the guards rescued them, they brought them to Qin Yun.

"Thank you for your help, Your Excellency."

When the leading woman saw Qin Yun, even though there was still a trace of fear on her face, she still bowed slightly to express her gratitude.

Qin Yun looked at her with interest and asked in a deep voice, "Tell me, why are these bandits chasing you?"

"This, this..." The woman hesitated, as if she was considering whether to tell Qin Yun the truth.

However, the gangsters would not give him time to think.

In the back, the bandits saw someone rescued them. Instead of stopping, they whipped their horses hard and quickly surrounded everyone!

Qin Yun was accompanied by a dozen people, all of whom were elites in the army. Large troops such as the Elephant Army were all left on the periphery and could be called in with just a command arrow.

"Are you a caravan coming from the East?"

The leader of the bandits was a burly man with dark skin, which was obviously different from ordinary Westerners.

He glanced at everyone fiercely, and finally stopped at Qin Yun. He felt that this man seemed to be the leader of this team.

Qin Yun held the reins and slowly stepped forward, saying calmly: "Yes, we are a caravan from the East, coming to trade with the nobles of the Tomile Dynasty."

"Trading with the nobles of the Ptolemaic Dynasty?" The bandit leader's eyes flashed, and no one knew what he was thinking. Suddenly, he swung his knife fiercely and said murderously: "Kill them for me!"

The bandits were murderous and walked forward waving sharp knives, looking as if they were going to kill people to silence them.

Seeing this, the woman showed despair: "We can't escape..."

Qin Yun smiled faintly: "Don't worry, they are just bandits, not worth mentioning at all!"

“No, no, these people are Lord Kasim’s men, they are all elites, we can’t escape!” The woman held her head with both hands, looking terrified.

Lord Kasim?

Qin Yun was slightly stunned, and smelled something unusual from her words.

"I was thinking of taking these guys back, but since you guys want to silence me, you can't blame me!"

Qin Yun sneered and waved his hand.

"Stop pretending, capture them for me, don't let any of them escape!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the guards drew their swords, the clanging of metal and iron rang out, and they were filled with murderous intent.

Upon seeing this, the gangsters burst into laughter, with disdainful looks on their faces.

"It's really interesting. These Eastern merchants are so ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth!"

"Do you really think we are as useless as those seven Western nations?"

"Today, let them see how powerful we are!"