The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun had just put away the letter when Zhu Rong walked in.

"Your Majesty, there is another secret letter."

Hearing this, Qin Yun immediately became excited: "Another one? Bring it to me and let me see it!"

The content of the second secret letter was to tell the reinforcements to come immediately as there was no food left in the city.

"Hahaha, these idiots must be panicking now!"

After reading the secret letter, Qin Yun burst into laughter, feeling extremely pleased.

Naturally, he would not tell Mu Le and others. He told Flo the news purely to disgust this guy. On the other hand, it was also to make Cecilia completely confirmed as a traitor.

This woman is really too smart. If Qin Yun doesn't use this method to completely break up with Flo, he is really worried that if Flo makes up a story about Cecilia's father's fake death, Cecilia will find a way to exchange her father.

Even if Cecilia's father really faked his death, the enraged Flo would definitely not let him go.

Qin Yun did not feel any guilt about this matter. If anyone really had to feel guilty, it should be Flo.

If he hadn't wanted to usurp the throne, none of this would have happened.

After putting away the two secret letters, Qin Yun touched his chin, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly slapped his thigh: "Come here, pass on my order, bring out the giant python that was caught yesterday, and kill it under the city!"

"Tell the soldiers that we will have a barbecue feast at the foot of his capital today!"

Hearing this, Mu Le frowned slightly and said, "Your Majesty, there are still many defensive equipment on the walls of Ptolemy's capital. We may be attacked under the city."

"Don't worry, I have told Cecilia to have her men destroy all the equipment before they leave." Qin Yun waved his hand, "Let's go, the soldiers have come a long way and fought fierce battles one after another, it's time to reward them well!"

By the way, let's disgust Flo again and hit the opponent's morale at the same time.

Following Qin Yun's order, the entire army immediately began to move, carrying out the giant python that had been captured and killed before, and began to clean and slaughter it.

At this time, the sky was just getting light and the wind and waves were rising.

The morning light spread from the sky, and the clouds seemed to be rimmed with gold. Standing on the city wall, one could just see the situation below clearly.

After the news of the lack of food spread yesterday, all the soldiers in the royal capital became worried and anxious about what to eat and drink next.

After Flo's repeated encouragement and assurances that reinforcements would be arriving soon, the soldiers reluctantly calmed down.

However, the atmosphere in the capital was still extremely depressing. After all, they were the only ones in the entire capital, and it was like they had entered a ghost town.

In this depressing environment, many soldiers climbed to the top of the city wall to get some fresh air and clear their heads.

It would have been fine if I hadn't gone up, but as soon as I went up I smelled a nauseating bloody smell.

"vomit……"

"It smells terrible, what's that smell?"

"Who the hell is killing things here?!"

Many soldiers vomited the food they had eaten the previous night as soon as they walked up to the place.

"Damn, who's causing trouble here?"

"Drag him away and subject him to military law!"

Hearing this, a soldier who had just finished vomiting sneered and said, "Martial law? Why don't you go and see who is making these things first?"

The soldier who said that was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction of his comrade's finger. He saw a large number of enemy troops gathered not far below the city wall, washing lumps of unknown meat with a large iron pot carried by the army.

Not far from them, there was a pile of bloody and mangled stuff like a small hill.

The early morning wind was blowing towards the city, bringing the smell into the city, making people speechless.

Seeing this, those who had been complaining before stopped talking.

It is impossible to hit him, and scolding him is just a waste of energy.

But this smell will not dissipate in a short time. Instead, it tends to become more and more intense as time goes by.

It was not until Qin Yun directed everyone to start stewing in an iron pot that the smell rising with the heat completely permeated the city.

"What the hell, what does that smell?"

Flo, who was thinking of countermeasures in the palace, smelled the smell and started cursing.

His men told him that someone outside the city was dealing with the flesh and blood, and Flo almost fainted.

After a while, he calmed down and said through gritted teeth: "Let's go! Follow me to the top of the city wall. I want to see what these guys are up to today!"

Starting from the palace, Flo led a group of generals to the top of the city wall in a mighty manner.

The soldiers around him had already collapsed and even vomited out yesterday's leftover food. Now they were sitting on the ground, looking pale and weak.

Flo stood on a high place, looking down.

There were at least dozens of large pots on the open space, with white foam bubbling and hot steam rising from the pots. The smell came from these pots.

"Assholes! You shameless fellows, do you think you can make us surrender by using this method?"

Flo glanced at the weak soldiers around him and immediately spoke righteously.

"Our will is as strong as iron. We are fighting for justice. Using such a shameless method is like destroying our will. It is absolutely impossible!"

"Even if you cook shit outside the city, we will just turn a blind eye and won't even give you a passing glance at your ridiculous behavior!"

"Everyone, stand up. Don't let these despicable people succeed! They just want to see us weak!"

Although Flo had tried his best to cheer up the soldiers, this situation was no longer something that could be handled with an ordinary speech.

Flo was immediately furious and yelled at the people below: "You shameless villains, your plan will not succeed, just wait and see!"

Liu Wanshi, who was using a face towel to clean the blood, raised his head and asked curiously, "What is this guy talking about?"

Mu Le on the side said calmly: "He praised you, saying that your washing posture is very handsome."

Among the three, Mu Le had an exceptionally good talent for languages. He mastered the local dialect in just a few days. Therefore, he was recognized as the translator among the three, and naturally, whatever he said was what counted.

Zhu Rong on the side also understood what was said, but he just looked at Liu Wanshi as if he was a fool and was too lazy to remind him.

After hearing Mu Le's explanation, Liu Wanshi suddenly smiled happily, raised his head and waved his hands upwards, shouting: "Thank you for the compliment, you have good taste!"

Flo turned to look at his deputy beside him: "What did he say?"

The deputy had learned the Xia language, so he translated Liu Wanshi's words, which made Flo so angry that he was fuming on the spot.

"Asshole! This guy is too arrogant! I will definitely kill you first one day!"

Flo roared angrily, and his angry roar echoed on the city wall, mixed with that sickening smell, forming a different kind of melody.