The First Tyrant of Daxia

Wesley glared at him fiercely, then thought about it.

The constant attacks day and night seem too hasty!

Logically speaking, they were in Qin Yun's territory, and Qin Yunhai brought these 600,000 troops to attack them. No matter how you think about it, the other party should not be so anxious!

What Wesley was worried about was that Qin Yun had already noticed that Meredith was not in the camp and was preparing to destroy them quickly.

This was counterproductive. He would definitely not be able to stop Qin Yun's 600,000 troops.

Marco urged, "Wesley, the facts are before us. We can't hold out for long anyway. Why don't we just run away? We have at least 70,000 to 80,000 soldiers between the two of us. It's better to just find a breakthrough and fight our way out than to sacrifice ourselves here in vain!"

Wesley glanced at him and said calmly, "Oh, then go ahead."

Marco spat impatiently and didn't walk out.

Wesley smiled and said, "Since you don't want to leave, then lead your men and horses immediately to carry stones, sandbags, and wood to prepare for defense."

"understood!"

Marco roared loudly to vent his dissatisfaction.

"Oh right!" Wesley reminded, "Marco, at night, Qin Yun's 600,000 troops have shrunk another circle of mountains. If you want to escape alone, it is absolutely impossible."

"hehe!"

Marco laughed coldly and left.

Looking at Wesley who was frowning behind him, a hint of decisiveness flashed in Marco's eyes.

Five minutes later, Marco rushed out of the camp with 20,000 people.

"Hurry up and move the stones, fill the sandbags, cut the trees...work hard and don't be lazy!" Marco ordered sternly.

The soldiers began to work with sighs.

Qin Yun came with an army of 600,000 men in full force. These soldiers were not optimistic about their side and believed that they were doomed to lose.

Marco watched everyone working there, and began to patrol the area.

When he walked into a dark place, the horse under his crotch suddenly started running, and ran faster and faster, heading towards where Qin Yun's army was.

"Fuck your pledge of allegiance! Who wants to die when they can live? It's your business if you want to be loyal, but why are you dragging your father along? You are such a mad dog!"

Marco was cursing as he ran, and even still not feeling satisfied, he turned around and shouted, "Wesley, you are a stupid pig!"

"are you talking about me?"

A sinister voice suddenly came from the front.

Wesley appeared in front with a small team of personal soldiers, blocking Marco's way.

Marco was so frightened that he turned his horse around and rushed towards the side.

But some people and horses appeared nearby and blocked his way.

"Fake!"

Marco cursed and turned his head again.

It turned out that there were also people guarding the other side.

It can be said that except for the way he came, his way out has been completely blocked!

Marco glared at Wesley angrily. After a moment, he smiled with relief: "Hey, Wesley, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing now?"

Marco pretended to be relaxed and said, "I just saw a shadow flashing over here, and I thought it was Qin Yun's scout, so I ran over to take a look. Is this illegal?"

"So that's it, then it's okay."

Wesley looked at Marco with a smile, "Let's forget about this matter, but I want to borrow something from you. You've been my deputy for so long, you shouldn't be stingy, right?"

"You don't want to borrow my head, do you?" Marco was shocked.

"bingo!"

Wesley clapped his hands, "No reward though!"

As soon as the words fell, the troops from the three parties rushed forward.

Marco turned and ran.

But as soon as he turned around, he was shot through the chest by an arrow.

Marco opened his eyes wide and turned slowly, just in time to see Wesley slowly put down the bow and arrow.

Wesley watched Marco slowly fall down and sighed, "Marco, I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."

Riding his horse to Marco's body, Wesley stabbed him several more times, chopping Marco into a bloody mess, unrecognizable as a human.

"Marco, you led the team out to move the defense materials, but you were hacked into a pulp by Qin Yun's men. I, Wesley, will not be a human being if I don't avenge you!"

Wesley looked at Marco's body indifferently and rushed out on his horse.

The people behind him put Marco's body into the prepared bags and hurriedly followed.

In the camp.

Almost all the soldiers were in low spirits and looked listless.

With an army of 600,000 approaching, the pressure is so great that it is useless to eat enough. Everyone has lost confidence, just like eggplants hit by frost.

Just then, Wesley rushed back on his warhorse.

There were wounds on his body and blood was flowing. He looked extremely angry, as if he wanted to bite the steel into pieces.

Behind him, a cavalryman followed with tears in his eyes, holding a bag.

Wesley shouted sadly: "Marco, my dearest lieutenant!"

As Wesley roared in grief, the cavalrymen behind him also dismounted, poured out the bodies in the bags, and pieced them together to form the appearance of Marco.

"Is that General Marco?"

"Oh my God! Why did he die so tragically?"

"How horrible! Ugh!"

The soldiers were all looking at Marco's body.

Someone asked, "General Wesley, why did General Marko die so tragically?"

Wesley cried bitterly, "Marco was my most capable subordinate, but the evil Qin Yun was afraid of him and sent people to cut him into pieces!"

"what?!"

The soldiers looked terrified, with a hint of anger in their expressions.

War is cruel, but it should not carry any praise or criticism. Qin Yun's brutal killing of Marco made everyone hate and fear him.

Wesley wiped his tears and said, "Listen to me, all soldiers! Qin Yun is known as a tyrant in Daxia. Since entering the British Royal City, he has killed nobles, slaughtered civilians, humiliated the queen, and done all kinds of bad things!"

"Even if you surrender, you will be brutally killed by Qin Yun! Instead of that, why don't we fight back? As long as we can hold out until the great Lionheart King comes to support us, we will definitely win in the end!"

When the soldiers heard Wesley's words, their eyes became horrified.

But as Wesley uttered the last word, the eyes of the soldiers became angry again.

"Qin Yun is a tyrant!"

"He is running rampant in our British Empire, slaughtering civilians!"

"He is an evil invader!"

"We would rather die than surrender!"

"I would rather die than surrender!"

At this moment, the soldiers, who were originally in low morale, were fooled by Wesley and became more motivated.

Wesley raised his sword and shouted, "Brothers, raise your swords and fight against the evil invaders! Never retreat!"

"I will never give up!"