The First Tyrant of Daxia

The night was dark and windy, with a chilly breeze.

After several days of preparation and exaggeration, the soldiers were already full of anticipation for the upcoming raid.

The Shenji Camp and the Palace Army are all on full alert, ready to go!

When Qin Yun arrived at the outskirts of the city, all the soldiers were deployed in battle formation.

I saw the Shenji Camp lined up in a row, densely packed with the elite among the elite, their all-black armor perfectly hidden in the night.

Only those stern and cold faces gathered together, like Shuras from hell, with tangible black air condensing around them!

The government troops did not have as strong a momentum as the Shenji Camp, but everyone was equally solemn and full of murderous intent!

Just in case, Qin Yun even brought the artillery troops with him.

The huge, shiny red cannons, crawling like giant steel beasts, are intimidating!

On the huge golden chariot, Qin Yun stood in front of thousands of troops, wearing dark iron armor and looking awe-inspiring.

He looked around at everyone's faces, and seeing those solemn and murderous faces, he felt a surge of heroic spirit in his heart.

"Your Majesty, all the soldiers are ready and can leave at any time."

Mu Le, dressed in iron armor, strode forward, came in front of Qin Yun, knelt on one knee, and reported in a deep voice.

Qin Yun nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Everyone should already know why we are going on this expedition!"

"Go straight to Huanglong and defeat Daying!"

All the soldiers shouted in unison. Although their voices were not loud, when combined together, they sounded like rumbling thunder.

"Very good, this time we will let those in the West know the price of going to war with Daxia! They will only become our defeated enemies and our prisoners!"

"We must scare them! In the next war, whenever they see the flag of Daxia, they will be as scared as wolves and tigers!"

Zheng!

The soldiers drew their swords and responded to Qin Yun with the sound of swords.

"set off!"

Qin Yun waved his hand, and as the order was issued, the huge team began to march.

Sitting back in the golden chariot, Murong Shunhua sat behind him and helped him take off the dark iron armor.

There is still at least half a month's journey ahead, and he cannot wear this black armor all the time.

"Your Majesty, this is a strange battle. Are you so confident that you can take down the British Empire?"

Murong Shunhua had her hair tied in a high ponytail and was dressed in white, looking like a fairy from heaven or the unrivaled master of a sect. Even in the darkness of the night, she did not look like an ordinary person.

Originally, Qin Yun wanted her to stay in the Persian Empire to settle the rear for him, but Murong Shunhua said that she would be needed in the surprise attack, so she followed.

Qin Yun raised the corner of his mouth and held Murong Shunhua's slender waist: "That depends on whether the King of the British Empire is really lucky."

"You won't fight him because he's tough?" Murong smiled.

"Hehe, he has a tough life, but I have a tougher life than him!" Qin Yun sneered, "I like to fight those tough guys the most in my life!"

Hearing this, Murong Shunhua couldn't help but smile, her heart overflowing with admiration, but she said, "Your Majesty, please don't put yourself in danger this time. Every time I see Your Majesty personally taking part in the battle, I am worried."

Murong Shunhua could accept doing those dangerous missions. After all, with her strength, the number of people in the world who could stop her could be counted on one hand.

Although Qin Yun also has martial arts skills, the gap between him and the top masters is not even a little bit.

On the battlefield, even Murong Shunhua could not guarantee that she could escape unscathed, so she was naturally more worried about Qin Yun's safety.

Qin Yun grinned, leaned back on her legs, and felt the elasticity: "I just want to do it more personally while I can still move."

"I don't want to wait until the day I am old, lying in bed waiting to die, recalling my life without ever having fought to my heart's content on the battlefield. That would be such a great regret."

The generals died in hundreds of battles, and the emperor is guarding the national gates. I draw my sword and laugh, and all the small and powerful people bow their heads.

As a person who grew up in the modern world, Qin Yun has always been yearning for this kind of life.

Now that I finally have the opportunity to realize it, I naturally want to experience it more so that it won't be a wasted trip.

Hearing this, Murong Shunhua gently stroked his hair and looked at the man lying on her lap with soft eyes.

Suddenly, Qin Yun seemed to remember something, and suddenly turned over and sat up, smiling slyly: "My beloved, I think one should not leave any regrets in life, why not..."

Murong Shunhua suddenly covered his mouth, looked around the chariot, and said unhappily: "What else can you regret? You have no regrets!"

"Ah! My beloved concubine, what you said is wrong. I clearly have regrets!"

"Don't give me that! You must be up to something bad!"

Murong Shunhua widened her beautiful eyes with a hint of coquettishness.

After a while, low humming sounds were heard from the chariot, but they were covered by the night and did not travel out.

The huge team moved forward, like a crawling beast in the darkness, or like a heavy dark cloud, covering the direction of Daying.

If we continue along the original route, even at a forced march, it would take more than half a month.

However, after Qin Yun gained control of Ptolemy, he had already started looking for people to arrange for road repairs, but he had not yet made a big announcement in the East Palace.

Just as Qin Yun and others were heading to Ptolemy, Xuan Yunzi finally arrived in the Beiyang area.

"Ah... I am old and I have to run so far to deliver a letter."

Xuan Yunzi looked like an immortal as he walked on the road, as if he was an immortal banished from the world.

No matter how other people change, time seems to have stopped for Xuan Yunzi.

Her eyes are clear, indescribably young and full of vitality.

Although Qin Yun did not say it on the surface, in fact, every time he saw Xuan Yunzi, he felt a little envious in his heart, and at one point he wondered whether he was a time traveler or he was the time traveler.

He pounded his back hard. In fact, according to the original speed, he should have arrived long ago.

But Xuan Yunzi traveled around the mountains and rivers, wandering around, and it took him almost two or three months before he finally arrived at the territory of the Northern Huns.

The reason is simple. Ever since he was scared to the point of peeing his pants by Wang Min and then almost killed by her, he has been extremely afraid of her.

In Xuan Yunzi's words, this woman is moody and never does things according to common sense. It is hard to guarantee that she will not behead him in a rage.

"Forget it... For the position of Great Xia's national master, I will risk it all!"

Xuan Yunzi took a deep breath, prepared himself mentally, looked at the grassland scenery ahead, and finally made up his mind to set foot on this land.

Xuan Yunzi's arrival naturally could not be concealed from Wang Min, who already held great power.

Although Emperor Qin is the leader on paper, the real person in power is still this female emperor.