The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Your Majesty is really good at giving me problems."

Liu Wanshi muttered helplessly, and the strength in his hands suddenly relaxed a lot.

Prince Khalil thought that Liu Wanshi would not be able to hold on for long and would run out of strength after just one fight. His confidence increased greatly and he became more and more courageous as the fight went on.

For a while, Liu Wanshi and Prince Khalil were fighting back and forth.

If Mu Le and He Ya were here, they would definitely be shocked.

Prince Khalil is strong in his brain and ability to command troops, but in terms of personal combat power, he may not even be able to beat their lieutenants.

Not to mention Liu Wanshi.

It was almost a crushing defeat.

But Khalil and the British Empire's soldiers didn't know that.

I thought Khalil was so brave!

On the Sovos Plain, another army appeared from the direction of the royal city. It looked densely packed, with at least 70,000 to 80,000 soldiers, including 20,000 cavalry. It was very powerful and flew the flag of the British Empire.

"Our reinforcements are coming!"

The British soldiers were excited.

When people see hope in adversity, they can always burst out with amazing power.

At this time, the British soldiers were all incredibly powerful and actually resisted the attacks of the Daxia soldiers.

When Liu Wanshi saw that reinforcements had indeed appeared from the direction of the royal city, he could not help but admire His Majesty's brilliant foresight.

"Brothers, if we can't win, retreat!"

Liu Wanshi retreated with a grin on his face.

For him, the torture was finally over, how could he not be happy?

Even Count Griffin, who led his troops to support, was stunned.

He was ready to fight, so why did the other party just slip away?

Count Griffin had been guarding the royal city and had met Liu Wanshi several times.

He knew very well that this man was very powerful, and he also knew Khalil's weight. When he saw that Khalil could fight Liu Wanshi to a standstill, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Moreover, the other side has 200,000 elite troops. Logically, they should have suppressed Caril's army. Why did Caril's army seem to have suffered no damage?

But his mission was to provide support, and completing the task was the most important thing. Without giving it much thought, he joined forces with Lord Kalil and headed for the royal city.

When Liu Wanshi returned to the Daxia army camp, he saw Qin Yun leisurely basking in the sun, with the beautiful Opatera fanning him. It didn't look like they were fighting at all.

Liu Wanshi wanted to say something but stopped himself, walked over, and then walked back.

"Your Majesty, why don't you let me kill Khalil?"

Liu Wanshi finally couldn't hold it in anymore and wanted to know the answer to the question.

Qin Yun opened his eyes and looked at him with his face half tilted: "Do you really want to know?"

"I really want to know!" Liu Wanshi nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Qin Yun smiled evilly: "Then I won't tell you, I'll suffocate you to death."

"Your Majesty!" Liu Wanshi was anxious.

Qin Yun smiled and said, "If you were as beautiful as Opatera, I would tell you. Okay, go down. When the time is right, you will know it naturally."

When Opatra heard Qin Yun praising her, she couldn't help but smile, she was extremely beautiful.

Liu Wanshi knew that Qin Yun had said not to tell him, and he would not tell it no matter what, so he could only leave in frustration.

At night, the Shenji Camp, the Xiang Army, and the Tibetan Tiger Army all arrived at the battlefield of the Royal City.

"See Your Majesty."

Mu Le, Zhu Rong, and Sekhmet knelt in front of Qin Yun.

"Everyone, get up." Qin Yun raised one hand.

The three of them stood up.

Mu Le said: "Your Majesty, according to your instructions, I have helped He Ya to lift the siege of Donur City."

"Where is He Ya?" Qin Yun was puzzled. "Didn't I ask you to find someone to replace He Ya?"

Mu Le sighed: "Your Majesty, General He Ya..."

"Old He is dead?!" Liu Wanshi on the side said something shocking.

Mu Le glared at Liu Wanshi and said, "Don't talk nonsense. General He Ya was just seriously injured, so I took the initiative to let General He Ya recuperate in Donur City and return with the Yanyun Cavalry."

After the battle of Donur City, the Yanyun Cavalry suffered heavy losses, but they were still able to gather 30,000 cavalry.

On the plains, cavalry rules the world, which is why Qin Yun wanted to replace the Yanyun Iron Cavalry. At the same time, he also transferred the elephant army.

However, what Qin Yun did not expect was that the coalition forces of the five countries were actually willing to send troops, and they were all elite soldiers, which caused heavy losses to He Ya and the Yanyun Cavalry.

"There is actually someone who can convince the other five countries to send troops. Who is this person? He must be quite capable." Qin Yun stroked his chin in thought.

"At least Lao He is not dead." Liu Wanshi breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Le said angrily: "Who told you that Lao He is dead?"

"No, I'm not dead, why are you sighing?" Liu Wanshi argued unconvinced.

"My sigh is none of your business, idiot." Mu Le snorted coldly, not wanting to pay attention to him.

Sekhmet and Zhurong watched the show with smiles on their faces.

Qin Yun looked at Mu Le and said, "Mu Le, starting tomorrow, you will lead 200,000 troops to fight every day. If you encounter Lord Khalil and Admiral Genos, you will withdraw. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

Mu Le's curiosity was not as strong as Liu Wanshi's. He only knew to obey Qin Yun's orders.

After the meeting, Qin Yun left Sekhmet and Zhu Rong behind.

Zhu Rong was wearing a rattan armor, revealing his fair belly and well-defined waistcoat lines, and a pair of long legs that were round and straight, full of wild power. The elephant's back was broad, and one could imagine the strength of the thighs in order to avoid falling off the elephant's back.

Perhaps because they hadn't seen each other for a long time, Zhu Rong missed Qin Yun very much. She looked at Qin Yun with her beautiful watery eyes and licked her sexy red lips with her scarlet tongue.

"Zhu Rong, thank you for your hard work in rushing to the battlefield of Donur City and supporting the city." Qin Yun said gently.

"For your majesty, it's not hard."

Zhu Rong was very bold. He sat sideways on Qin Yun's thighs, hooked his slender jade hands around Qin Yun's neck, and looked at Qin Yun affectionately: "How does your majesty plan to reward me?"

Qin Yun left a kiss on her pretty face and said with a smile: "My beloved concubine, how do you want me to reward you? Just tell me, and I promise to satisfy you."

"Really?" Zhu Rong smiled seductively, "But I'm afraid that Queen Xigong will come and chop me with a sword."

"Uh..." Qin Yun was speechless for a moment.

Thinking of the fierce look of the headmaster's wife drawing her sword, it is indeed possible.

Sekhmet, who was standing by, remembered Murong Shunhua's shy appearance in Ptolemy's palace and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Qin Yun stretched out a hand towards Sekhmet: "Come."

Sekhmet took Qin Yun's hand very naturally, turned around like a beautiful dancer, and then fell into Qin Yun's arms.

"The Tibetan Tiger Army hid in the mountains and forests and defeated the British enemy who robbed my food and protected my food supplies. My beloved concubine, you have also made an indelible contribution." Qin Yun rested his chin on Sekhmet's delicate and snow-white collarbone, greedily inhaling the beauty's fragrance.

"In this case, Your Majesty cannot favor one over the other." Sekhmet stretched out her jade hand and gently rubbed Qin Yun's back.

Qin Yun immediately sat up straight and hugged the two equally wild beauties, whose faces were definitely Eastern and Western, around the waist: "Tonight, both of you will be rewarded!"

……

The soldiers on night watch looked at each other, their expressions serious but with a hint of smile.

"Your Majesty is really powerful."

"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, the Great Xia Dragon, how can he not be fierce?"