The First Tyrant of Daxia

The north door was indeed a way out that Qin Yun deliberately left.

As the saying goes, if the army surrounds the royal court tightly, these rioters will definitely fight to the death and burst out with amazing combat power.

But now that they see there is still a way to survive, they will not attack desperately.

Among the nobles present, only Prince Bobby saw through Qin Yun's plan.

But it was of no use. No one can stop the desire to survive.

Seeing this scene, Prince Bobby sighed deeply, found the corner of the wall that was destroyed by the red cannon, and sat down.

"No more resistance?" Qin Yun chuckled, with a magnanimous demeanor. There was no need to be angry at a dying man.

Prince Bobby smiled bitterly and said, "In this situation, what's the point of resisting?"

He suddenly raised his head, looked deeply at Qin Yun, and said slowly: "From the beginning to the end, you have been luring the snake out of its hole, right?"

"You don't need to know." Qin Yun said calmly.

"Row."

Prince Bobby had already gotten the answer from Qin Yun's expression.

Qin Yun looked at Prince Bobby and asked, "Let's go. Do it yourself or should I help you?"

He was a respectable opponent, at least more respectable than the foolish Henry VII.

"I will do it myself."

Prince Bobby picked up his sword and slowly placed it around his neck.

Suddenly he said, "I am not wronged to lose to you, Daxiazi."

After saying that, the sword tip kissed him, and a line of blood appeared on his neck. Prince Bobby's body fell weakly to the ground, and a pool of blood gradually formed on the ground.

Qin Yun stood up and stretched. "Long Xiao, go and close the net. Tomorrow morning, parade the bodies of Prince Bobby and other nobles through the streets for public display."

"Let's see who dares not to surrender!"

"Yes!"

Long Xiao nodded respectfully.

Outside the royal court, countless screams rang out one after another, and the horrifying blood-red color seemed to dye the bright moon in the sky blood red.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

the next day.

After last night's bloody massacre, this morning was sunny and a clear and beautiful day.

The people of Daying did not dare to open the door and come out, because there were Daxia troops outside and they were afraid.

At this moment, the sound of knocking a gong was heard.

"Prince Bobby led the nobles in a riot last night, and has now been executed. Everyone should take this as a warning, otherwise there is only one way to go, death."

The translated English language resounded throughout the royal city.

Qin Yun slept very comfortably last night. The long-lasting confrontation war was finally over, and he could finally have a good sleep.

The only regret is that when I sleep alone, I always feel like something is missing.

Elizabeth just walked out with red eyes.

Mrs. Helen's death was a big blow to her. She was so distraught that she didn't even notice Qin Yun.

"Elizabeth!"

Qin Yun exclaimed softly.

Elizabeth suddenly came back to life from her trance and bowed respectfully, "Your Majesty."

Qin Yun helped her up: "Please accept my condolences. I didn't expect this to happen."

He originally promised Elizabeth that he would rescue her mother, but unexpectedly, Henry VII was so angry that he killed his beloved Lady Helen.

Elizabeth shook her head and said, "It's none of your Majesty's business. It's Henry VII's fault."

Qin Yun patted her shoulder and said, "I will let you bury your mother properly. You can also ask for anything you want."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Elizabeth nodded.

Qin Yun said: "You need to cheer up as soon as possible. I still need you to continue assassinating ministers and kings of Western countries."

"Yes!" Elizabeth retreated respectfully.

……

Just after finishing breakfast, Long Xiao hurried in.

"Your Majesty! I have something important to report!" Long Xiao said seriously.

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have other Western countries taken any action?"

Long Xiao nodded: "Yes. According to the information reported by the spies, Western countries have begun to send troops on a large scale, and the direction they are marching is exactly where the British Empire is."

After hearing Long Xiao's report, Qin Yun stroked his chin in thought.

"I just conquered the British Empire, and these Western countries started sending troops. How greedy!"

The British Empire had a vast territory and rich resources. Now that Henry VII was dead, it could be said that these territories that originally belonged to the British Empire had become ownerless.

The intention of the Western countries, which had been coveting it for a long time, to send troops at this moment is very clear.

They intend to carve up the territory of the British Empire!

"asshole!"

Qin Yun shouted angrily, with anger burning in his eyes.

He worked so hard to capture the British capital, but these greedy jackals wanted to eat the ready-made meat!

Outrageous!

Qin Yun couldn't bear it!

"Long Xiao, go write a letter of surrender and send it to all the cities in Britain. Anyone who is willing to surrender will still be the lord of the city, and I will help him fight other Western countries." Qin Yun gave the order.

"Me?" Long Xiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, I am OK at wielding swords and guns, but you are putting me in a difficult position by asking me to write a letter of surrender."

Qin Yun was stunned, then nodded and said, "Okay, you go down first, I will write it myself."

"Yes!"

Long Xiao retreated.

Qin Yun was somewhat helpless. This time he brought with him only combat generals, but no ministers who could handle internal affairs. Now it was very troublesome for him to write a letter of surrender.

Qin Yun also realized that although the Great Britain City had been taken, the people in the city were in turmoil and could not live in peace. They had to be appeased and new policies had to be formulated. Otherwise, the people of Great Britain would not have any sense of belonging, which would be a troublesome thing.

"We must find some housekeeping talents to manage it." Qin Yun felt quite a headache.

"What is troubling you, Your Majesty?"

A light voice sounded, and Opatera walked in with a plate.

Qin Yun felt much better when he saw Opatera: "What are you holding?"

Opatra smiled and said, "Your Majesty, this is a special dessert I made especially for you."

"Oh?" Qin Yun showed a curious look, "Bring it up so I can have a taste."

"Yes!"

Opatera placed the plate in front of Qin Yun and then opened the lid.

The dessert on the plate was like jelly, milky white in color, with a faint milky aroma.

Qin Yun took a bite with a spoon and immediately gave a thumbs up.

"Not bad, delicious and fragrant."

After eating dessert, Qin Yun felt much better.

Opatera smiled and said, "Your Majesty, when you are upset, you can eat something sweet, and you will feel much better."

Qin Yun said helplessly: "I don't want to either, but the Great British King City has just been taken, and everything is ready to go. I can't just take the city and leave it alone, right?"

"The most troublesome thing now is that we don't have any talent for internal affairs. If we send someone from Daxia, he won't be able to perform his duties because he is unfamiliar with the place."