The First Tyrant of Daxia

On the second day, the rising sun dispelled the mist on the Sovos Plain and spread the sunlight all over the earth.

While at the station of the Great Xia army camp, Mu Le stood on the platform and had already started to select soldiers and generals.

Qin Yun sat aside and watched Mu Le appoint his generals.

The Daxia army was disciplined and their orders were as firm as a mountain. Under Mu Le's command, they quickly assembled a team and marched towards the royal city.

When the army was five miles away from the royal city, the scouts of the British Empire had already discovered the army's whereabouts and hurried back to report to the king.

The king immediately ordered a defense.

All the soldiers in the royal city were on high alert, frantically moving supplies for defending the city.

When Mu Le led his army to the royal city, the city had already made preparations for defense.

King Henry VII personally led the army to guard the royal city.

Mu Le stopped the army but did not rush to attack.

"Henry VII, you coward!"

Mu Le started to curse: "Come out and fight, you coward!"

Mu Le’s scolding was pretty good.

When Liu Wanshi came out and started cursing, all the British soldiers clenched their fists.

Liu Wanshi knew very well that one should curse someone's mother first when cursing him, so he directly greeted him by referring to Henry VII's family tree.

Especially women, pay special attention to greetings.

Henry VII on the city wall looked grim.

For a British gentleman, no one would ever insult others before a battle.

Especially in front of so many soldiers, he was scolded harshly.

Henry VII was always hot-tempered and irritable. How could he bear being insulted by Liu Wanshi and Mu Le?

"Go to battle! Kill that bastard Liu Wanshi for me!"

The British royal family has always attached great importance to gentlemanly cultivation, but Henry VII could no longer control his mouth and anger.

A group of generals quickly spoke out to dissuade them.

"Your Majesty, don't be impulsive!"

"Your Majesty, the enemy is trying to provoke us and ask us to leave the city to fight! Don't be fooled."

"Your Majesty, the enemy has red cannons. We would be courting death if we go out to fight."

"Yes, Your Majesty, the Daxia army has 700,000 to 800,000 soldiers. We can't defeat them."

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"A bunch of cowards." Henry VII kicked the general who shouted the loudest. "We also have 400,000 or 500,000 soldiers now. Why should we be afraid of him? Fight immediately. There are no cowards in the British Empire!"

These days, in order to resolve the crisis in Donur City, Qin Yun slowed down his attack on Britain. At the same time, some nearby cities also sent reinforcements. Now, there are four or five hundred thousand soldiers of the British Empire stationed inside and outside the royal city.

And this is why Henry VII suddenly became tough.

"Your Majesty..." The British general had a bitter look on his face and wanted to continue to dissuade.

"Prime Minister Robert, please persuade His Majesty the King."

Under the gaze of all the generals, Robert stood up.

"I support the decision of His Majesty the King."

Robert's words surprised all the generals.

Before, Robert advocated holding out.

But now he suddenly changed his tone, leaving everyone stunned.

Robert's eyes sparkled with wisdom, and he said calmly, "The situation is different now. It's an insult to have people yelling and cursing outside in the middle of summer. If we don't react, I'm afraid the morale of the army will be weakened."

"And your majesty is right. We have a lot of troops now, and the situation is different from before. It would be good to have a fight with the Daxia army and dampen their enthusiasm."

Henry VII waved his hand and decided immediately: "Stop talking. I now order you to send troops to drive away those bad-breathing guys immediately!"

"Yes! Your Majesty."

There was a commotion in the royal city.

Outside the city, Liu Wanshi and Mu Le were tired of cursing, so they replaced them with their deputy generals and let them do the cursing.

"Long Xiao, didn't you eat? Why are you scolding people so quietly?"

"Chen Qingzhi, are you usually so polite? Curse them harshly! Curse these British scumbags to death!"

After cursing for a while, Long Xiao looked at the commotion in the royal city and said, "General, they seem to be making some moves."

Mu Le and Liu Wanshi immediately looked towards the city and saw smoke and dust rising from the royal city.

"Get ready to fight!"

Mu Le laughed heartily. He was not afraid that the British Empire would respond to the challenge, but he was afraid that the British Empire would not respond to the challenge.

For a warmonger, not fighting feels like ants crawling all over his body.

"Damn it! Your Majesty is the one who has a solution. We have surrounded them for so long and these British turtles didn't dare to come out to fight. Now they are finally willing to come out!"

Liu Wanshi was very excited. "A Le, let's make it clear first. We will fight on our own and you are not allowed to steal my credit."

"cut."

Mu Le curled his lips in disdain, "Just don't forget His Majesty's orders."

Liu Wanshi waved his hand: "Don't worry, your majesty's words are already engraved in my mind, and I won't delay your majesty's important matters."

As the two were talking, the gates of the British royal city rumbled open, and groups of British soldiers poured out of the city.

Mu Le's eyes lit up. He pulled the reins, and the warhorse under his crotch leaped out. He charged alone with a gun and charged into the enemy's army of 200,000.

“I’m coming too!”

Liu Wanshi followed not to be outdone.

Behind the two men, the Daxia army charged forward.

The battlefield has always been cruel. When two armies fight, casualties occur in an instant.

The lush green plain suddenly turned blood red.

Mu Le fought with a gun and was extremely brave. He was like a tiger among a flock of sheep among the British soldiers. Every time he swung his gun, he would take the lives of several British soldiers.

Liu Wanshi fought with a knife, showing extraordinary ferocity and amazing combat power. He had killed several British soldiers without any wounds on his body.

"Mu Le, kill slowly, don't snatch it from me!"

"Don't talk nonsense. Aren't there enough British scum for you to kill?"

The conversation between the two was heard by the legion commander who led the troops into battle, and he immediately felt extremely ashamed and angry.

This is a battlefield!

Where do these two people think they are?

Is it a place in the alleys where kids compete to see who can pee farther?

"The Han people are too humiliating, let's fight them!"

The two legion commanders were immediately furious and drove their horses towards the two men at high speed.

They were heavily armored cavalry, wearing heavy armor and holding heavy Western spears, and they rushed forward like angry rhinos.

It was also the first time for Mu Le to deal with this kind of army, and he dodged the opponent's attack in a panic.

However, a British soldier who wanted to launch a sneak attack behind Mu Le suffered a miserable fate as he was stabbed in the head by a heavy rifle, which shows its fierce power.

Mu Le was not afraid but very happy. If the opponent was too weak, he would feel bored.

This heavy gun gives people the feeling of an enlarged version of the Overlord Gun. The gun head is heavy, and although the first wave of impact is fierce, the follow-up force is insufficient, and returning to defense is even more difficult.

That is why heavy cavalry wear thick armor to make up for the weak stage after drawing their spears.

But the person he was facing at this time was Mu Le, a fierce general of Da Xia!

Mu Le thrust out his spear, hitting the gap in the armor on the legion commander's neck. Then he pushed hard, and with a "whoosh" sound, the spear had pierced into the legion commander's neck.