The First Tyrant of Daxia

Two thousand versus twenty thousand, even a child knows who wins.

What's more, the opponent is a corps of 20,000 elite Royal Knights.

The two thousand government troops seemed so small and helpless at this time. In a short while they were killed to pieces, with less than half left.

The commander of the palace army had bloodshot eyes and was covered in wounds, but he still shouted, "Brothers, protect the food and fodder! Even if we die, we will deliver the food and fodder to His Majesty!"

"kill!"

"Daxia's food and grass cannot be lost!"

"Let's fight these foreign devils!"

Although the government troops suffered heavy casualties, their morale was as high as a rainbow!

Genos commanded the British soldiers to attack. Seeing the palace soldiers ready to die, he was glad that he had cut off the enemy's food supply. Otherwise, if Daxia got the supply, it would be really difficult for the British Empire to survive.

Soon, Genos became very confident again.

No matter how powerful the army is, it will be defeated by Genos.

Just when he was feeling proud, a voice suddenly rang out among the trees.

"Daxia men are all great!"

Genos was startled and quickly looked around the forest. He saw that the grass and trees in the mountains were shaking, as if someone was approaching quickly.

Before they could react, the roars of thousands of tigers rang out in succession in the woods. The sound shook the mountains and forests, and its power was so great that the entire forest was echoing with the roars of tigers.

"Tiger Army!"

"It's the Tibetan Tiger Army!"

The soldiers of the Royal British Knights looked panicked.

They had also heard of the great reputation of the Tibetan Tiger Army.

Thousands and thousands of tigers pounced at the same time. It was too terrifying to imagine.

Compared to their panic, the Daxia soldiers all showed expressions of surprise.

"The Tibetan Tiger Army is here!"

"They're coming to rescue us!"

Genos's face looked grim, his hooked nose twitched in the night wind, and he felt an unprecedented crisis!

"Roar!"

With a low roar, a huge figure rushed out from the mountains and forests.

This is a huge, spotted tiger, strong and powerful, with shiny fur and sharp claws. When it opens its bloody mouth, you can see its sharp white teeth that are as curved as daggers, which seem to be able to bite through armor easily.

With the fierce might of a tiger in his red pupils, he glanced at the British soldiers and horses on the mountain road wantonly, as if they were toys that he could manipulate at will.

On the tiger's back, there is a slender and beautiful figure sitting diagonally. The slender legs, which are soft but powerful, seem to be covered with a layer of light gauze under the white moonlight, making people want to lift the gauze and play with them.

Behind her, more shadows appeared in the mountains and forests. They were all ferocious and terrifying tigers, carrying brave and skilled soldiers, with terrifying fighting spirit in their eyes.

This is the Tibetan Tiger Army!

"Damn it! I've fallen into the trap set by the Great Xia Emperor!"

Genos was very smart and realized immediately that this was a flaw deliberately revealed by the Emperor of Daxia in order to lure him into the trap.

He thought he was a hunter, but unexpectedly he became someone else's prey.

"Are you Genos?" Sekhmet looked at him.

Although facing a powerful enemy, Genos still maintained his gentlemanly demeanor and smiled, "This beautiful lady must be the commander of the Tibetan Tiger Army?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Sekhmet smiled charmingly, like a rose with thorns.

"Although you praised me, I have to admit that you are quite ugly."

"Hahaha!"

The Tibetan Tiger Army laughed.

Genos's expression became more gloomy. "So what if it's the Tibetan Tiger Army? My British Royal Knights are not to be trifled with!"

"Then let's see who is more powerful, your Royal Knights or my Tibetan Tiger Army!"

Sekhmet raised a proud smile, refusing to give in, confronting the other man head-on, trying to see who was better.

"Then fight!"

At Genos's command, 20,000 Royal Knights assembled and charged towards the Tibetan Tiger Army on both sides.

"Tiger Army, use your fangs to tear these guys apart!"

"Tear them apart!"

"Tear them apart!"

Sekhmet raised the scimitar in his hand, turned over and stood steadily on the Tiger King under his seat. Under Sekhmet's instructions, the Tiger King rushed towards the British cavalry.

Behind her are ten thousand ferocious Tibetan Tiger troops.

Although the number of Tibetan Tiger Army was only half of that of the British Royal Order, they rushed into the enemy army like a tiger pouncing on a flock of sheep, so ferocious that they almost overwhelmed the British Royal Order.

Sekhmet found Genos.

The god of war of the British Empire, the General on whom the sun never sets!

I will be defeated by her today!

Genos looked sharp and serious as he drew the knight's silver sword from his waist.

He had also heard of the great reputation of the commander of the Tibetan Tiger Army, and did not look down on Sekhmet just because she was a woman.

In fact, his choice was to fight for it.

When Sekhmet slashed at his silver sword, he felt the terrifying force coming from the sword personally.

He is worthy of being the commander of the Tibetan Tiger Army!

But Genos is not someone to be trifled with. Having graduated from the Royal Military Academy, his fighting skills are among the best, and his rich experience makes him even more powerful.

After blocking Sekhmet's scimitar, Genos retracted his silver sword and then stabbed it out suddenly. The sword was so sharp that it seemed to be able to pierce through stone.

Sekhmet was not in a hurry. She bent back on the tiger king's back, her flexible waist forming an amazing arc. Then she kicked up with her beautiful legs using the strength of her waist, and instantly kicked away Genos's silver sword.

"What a waist!"

Genos sneered, "I heard that Daxiazi is a lecher. I guess you, Sekhmet, must have used this waist to tie him up a lot, right?"

“Is this the gentlemanly way of Great Britain?”

Sekhmet's eyes flashed with ferocity, "You are seeking death!"

The next moment, Sekhmet jumped off the Tiger King and slashed at Genos with the scimitar in his hand!

clang!

Genos blocked hastily.

Sekhmet stood on tiptoe on the horse's head and in an instant fought with Genos more than a dozen times.

Genos is worthy of being another god of war of the British Empire, and he is on par with Sekhmet.

However, the Tiger King under Sekhmet is not a vegetarian.

The broad tiger paw suddenly slapped down, instantly injecting powerful force into the horse's belly.

At this time, Sekhmet had returned to the tiger king's back.

The warhorse suddenly neighed in pain and fell to the ground with a thud. There were several scratches on the horse's belly, and its ribs were broken by the powerful force of the tiger king.

Genos on horseback was also thrown to the ground.

Sekhmet naturally couldn't miss such a great opportunity, and he chopped down from top to bottom with his scimitar.

Genos reacted quickly enough, but his left arm was still cut and he lost it permanently.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and Genos's face turned pale.

He grabbed the silver sword in one hand and swung it to block, while retreating and looking for a new mount.

Fortunately, Genos found a warhorse that had lost its owner.

At this time, the Royal British Knights were already struggling to hold on under the slaughter of the Tibetan Tiger Army.

"retreat!"

Genos shouted weakly and was the first to leave the mountain path.

The British Royal Knights had wanted to escape for a long time, and upon hearing Genos's order, they quickly retreated.

The deputy commander of the Tibetan Tiger Army wanted to give chase but was stopped by Sekhmet.