The First Tyrant of Daxia

He thought that Sekhmet had made some elaborate plan during his recuperation, but he didn't expect it to be such a simple and crude thing.

For a moment, he even doubted how Sekhmet could lead the Tibetan Tiger Army and be invincible in Ptolemy's territory.

As for Ptolemy and his gang of peasants, they can just charge forward relying on their strong soldiers and horses.

"In that case, then let's do as you say. Just lead your troops and attack them."

Qin Yun waved his hand. Zhu Rong beside him was silent for a moment, seeming a little unhappy, but still drove the giant elephant forward.

"Assign an elephant army to Sekhmet." Qin Yun said in a deep voice.

Zhu Rong's eyes flickered, and he nodded expressionlessly: "I obey your command!"

She turned to face the elephant army and raised her right hand. Immediately, an elephant soldier and his soldiers left the main force and came to her.

"From now on, you will accept Sekhmet's command." Zhu Rong said lightly.

In the blink of an eye, Sekhmet had a strong army of elephants under his command.

She looked forward with a stern gaze, a flamboyant smile on her lips: "Kasan, prepare to face the price of betraying me!"

In the mountains, wooden houses are built in dense groups and stacked up one after another, just like building blocks.

The most luxurious wooden house in the center is where the leader of the Tibetan Tiger Army lives.

It used to be Sekhmet, but now it has a new owner, and the new resident is named Kasan.

"Harun, stop resisting. Just bring your people and submit to me. The new elephant army will become even more powerful under my command!"

Kasan was wearing a fur robe, leaning on a blanket-covered chair, glancing sideways at the front.

In the center of the room, Harun, the warrior who was once loyal to Sekhmet, no longer had the same enthusiasm as before.

His hands were hung high up, and his whole body was covered with wounds. The old wounds had not yet healed completely, and the new wounds were still oozing blood. He looked extremely horrible.

Hearing Kasan's words, Harun barely raised his eyelids, but it was still difficult for him to open his eyes which were blurred by blood clots.

"Kasan, come here, I have something to tell you!"

Hearing this, Kasan frowned slightly and said in a cold voice: "Do you take me for a fool? Do you want to trick me over and then attack me?"

"Haha! Cough... the new leader of the Tibetan Tiger Army, is this all the courage you have?" Harun sneered twice and couldn't stop coughing again, "Cough cough... just like that, you don't have the ability to lead the Tibetan Tiger Army..."

Kasan's face suddenly turned gloomy, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly stood up, strode to Harun, and reached out to pinch his jaw.

"Stupid guy, look carefully, the new commander of the Tibetan Tiger Army is standing in front of you!"

"That woman Sekhmet is dead. My men personally chased her into the Hidden Dragon Pond and watched her jump off the cliff!"

"Even if she has nine lives, she won't survive this time!"

Harun had difficulty breathing. He opened his eyes slightly and looked at Kasan, then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood foam.

Snapped!

Kasan was caught off guard and his face was covered with blood foam. He immediately became furious and slapped Harun in the face with his backhand, causing him to sway left and right in the air.

"Hahaha... Ahem, Kasan, the leader won't die."

"The leader survived last time, and he will survive this time as well!"

"Just wait! It won't be long before the leader comes back to seek revenge on you. When that happens, only death will greet you!"

Even though Harun was seriously injured, he still forced himself to shout out these words. Every word was like a nail hammering into Kasan's heart, making his face even gloomier.

He did lead his men to chase Sekhmet into the Hidden Dragon Pond, but when they went down to search later, they did not find the other party's body, and the blood trail stopped halfway.

Harun could only assume that the other party knew he had no hope of survival, so he jumped into the Hidden Dragon Pond and committed suicide, wanting to maintain the last bit of dignity as a leader.

After leaving Yinlongtan, he still sent people to garrison there.

He won't be at ease until the body is found.

"She probably won't survive. She doesn't have the luck to survive such desperate situations again and again!"

Kasan muttered to himself, but he felt more and more uneasy. Finally, he couldn't help but let his men come in to see if the people stationed nearby had sent back any news.

The subordinate was embarrassed and whispered, "Chief, they have disappeared since the last time they sent back news..."

"disappeared?!"

Kasan's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted in a low voice: "What's going on? Why hasn't anyone come to report?"

The subordinate scratched his head in embarrassment: "We thought they forgot at first, but then the person responsible for reporting the matter also forgot!"

Kasan almost fainted: "Such an important thing, you actually forgot?!"

"When the previous leader Sekhmet was here, she handled all the affairs, and all we had to do was fight."

Under Kasan's gaze, the subordinate changed his words halfway through.

Kasan took a deep breath and fully realized what kind of reckless men the Tibetan Tiger Army was.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, he gritted his teeth and said, "Send someone to look for them immediately. I want to know where they are now and what happened in the past few days!"

"Yes Yes!"

The men left in a hurry.

Not long after he walked out, he ran back even more panicked.

"Chief! Chief! Something bad has happened!"

Kasan frowned and said in a deep voice, "What happened again? Nothing matters now, find those guys for me!"

"No, no, this matter..."

"Don't you understand what I'm saying?!" Kassan was immediately angry, "My orders are useless?"

The subordinate finally caught his breath: "Sekhemet is back!"

"what?!"

Kasan's eyes suddenly widened, and he pushed his men aside and hurried out of the house.

At the entrance to the Tibetan Tiger Tribe, a figure was standing on the road. She should have appeared alone, but at this moment she showed a proud look.

"Kasan, you son of a bitch, get out here!"

Sekhmet's powerful voice spread, and figures emerged from the tribe one after another, looking at the figure on the mountain road from afar.

"Is that Sekhmet?"

"Isn't she already dead?"

"She is still alive..."

"Looks like we have to deal with Kasan. Who do you think will win?"

"How did Sekhmet, now all alone, defeat Kasan?"

There are not only Tibetan Tiger Army in the Tibetan Tiger Tribe, but also other ordinary people who know about the dispute of the Tibetan Tiger Army.

Seeing the new and old leaders meet suddenly, people couldn't help but talk about it and became curious.

For them, the unrest of the Tibetan Tiger Army actually did not matter much.