The First Tyrant of Daxia

Mu Le boarded the iron ship, and the soldiers behind him retreated back to the iron ship while fighting.

But Mr. Feng couldn't get away.

Qin Yun frowned, looking a little anxious.

Old Feng looked back and found that everyone was waiting for him. Qin Yun was even looking at him with some worry, and his face suddenly changed.

"Tagrofi, you are really looking for death!"

Old Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold. He slowly raised the sword in his hand, and the next moment, he rushed towards Tagrofi like a swooping falcon.

"The eagle strikes the sky!"

This attack was extremely powerful and fast.

Before Tagrofi could even react, Old Feng's sword had already stabbed into Tagrofi's chest.

"what!"

Tagrofi screamed, and flew off the back of his horse, then fell heavily to the ground.

Old Feng's long sword nailed Tagrofi to the ground.

But Tagrofi had thick skin and tough flesh, and he did not die from Feng Lao's sword.

Mr. Feng really wanted to give Tagrofi another blow, but the current situation did not allow it, and he had to leave as soon as possible.

"You're lucky."

Old Feng glanced at Tagrofi coldly, then stepped on the tiptoe of his warhorse and jumped onto the iron ship quickly as if he was flying in the air.

Qin Yun breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr. Feng, you're finally back!"

"The iron ship is starting!"

Following Qin Yun's order, the iron ship started moving, preparing to leave the city along the ring canal.

However, at this moment, countless fireballs fell from the sky and landed on the moat around the city, causing splashes of water.

Unfortunately, a fireball landed right next to the iron ship, instantly causing a dent in the iron sheet of the ship.

If this iron ship had not been built by Chi Yun and had not undergone numerous processing steps, becoming extremely hard, it would have probably been scrapped by this explosion.

But Qin Yun and others had no time to rejoice, because if things continued like this, the fireball would sooner or later overturn the iron ship.

Suddenly, a group of people appeared on the ring river ahead.

Okita Taro led his army above the Ring River and sneered at Qin Yun: "Sir Qin Yun, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Countless archers have aimed their arrows at the iron ship. Just one round of arrows is enough to seriously injure the people on the ship.

“These are really dead!”

"There's no escape!"

The soldiers were dejected. They were surrounded and unable to escape. They could only be destroyed along with the city.

Gongsun Wan'er curled up in Gongsun Ruoshui's arms in fear, "Aunt, what should we do now?"

Gongsun Ruoshui said nothing and looked nervously at the man standing on the deck. No matter what, they would live and die together with Qin Yun.

Murong Shunhua drew out his sword with a clang, walked to Qin Yun's side, stared at the enemies with sharp eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, let Elder Feng take you away. As long as you have the green mountains, you will never worry about lack of firewood."

"No!"

Qin Yun's voice was a little hoarse, but he couldn't give a reason to refute.

Murong Shunhua turned around and smiled gently, "It's okay, you go first, we will meet you soon."

Her words were just to comfort Qin Yun so that Qin Yun could leave with Elder Feng with peace of mind.

There were tens of thousands of enemies here, and Murong Shunhua had no confidence at all that he could escape from them.

But when disaster strikes, there is always a choice to be made. If it can help Qin Yun escape, Murong Shunhua is willing to sacrifice his life to fight his way out for him.

"No!"

Qin Yun's pupils wandered, and he looked anxious. "There will always be a way."

Okita Taro said with a smile: "Qin Yun, stop struggling. Either surrender, or everyone will be buried with you."

Christina raised her eyes and looked at Taro Okita, "Mr. Okita, why do you want to help Tagrofi?"

In the past, she really thought that Okita Taro was wholeheartedly trying to support Tagrofi to ascend the throne of the Persian Empire, but now it seems that Okita Taro seems to have some impure intentions.

Taro Okita smiled and said, "Christina, of course I wholeheartedly support Mr. Tagrofi. A calm and wise man like him is the most suitable candidate for the king of the Persian Empire. Bahman is a coward and is not worthy of sitting on the throne of the Persian Empire."

Christina couldn't help but sneer: "Mr. Okita, if you really want Tagrofi to become the king of the Persian Empire, why did you let him learn evil skills and turn him into something that is neither human nor ghost?!"

Taro Okita said calmly, "Those who achieve great things do not dwell on trivial matters. The conditions for Lord Tagrofi to start his army were naturally not that good. If he does not use some extraordinary means, it will be difficult for Lord Tagrofi to become an emperor."

"This is what I really mean. I am sincerely assisting Mr. Tagrofi."

"If it weren't for me, how could Lord Tagrofi surround Qin Yun now?"

"Do you believe what you said?!" Christina's smile became colder and colder. She looked at Okita Taro as if she saw a hypocritical shadow and could not see his true thoughts.

Okita Taro nodded seriously, "Of course I believe it."

"Haha! You lie without blinking." Christina felt a little disgusted.

This is a person with no bottom line who can do anything to win.

Qin Yun knew that Christina was buying time for him. While Christina was talking, his mind was working rapidly, thinking about what to do now.

At the street corner, Tagrofi put down the soldier, whose body had dried up like a mummy, and felt strength surging in his body, quickly healing the horrific wounds left on him by Old Feng.

After standing up, Tagrofi rushed directly towards the iron ship.

"Qin Yun, you have no way to escape! Just surrender, or I don't mind taking your head!" Tagrofi looked extremely excited.

He couldn't imagine that he had really done it. Now Qin Yun was like a turtle in a jar, at their mercy.

As long as he could capture Qin Yun and his army, that cowardly Bachman would not be his opponent at all.

At that time, he would be able to sit on the throne of the Persian Empire, become the true king of the Persian Empire, and fulfill his father's unfulfilled wish.

Christina looked at Tagrofi, whose eyes were crazy and whose expression didn't seem like a human being, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. After all, he had become the most unfamiliar person to her.

Tagrofi said angrily: "Christina, you dare to betray me! I will make you taste death! You will regret it! You will regret betraying me!"

Christina sighed, "Tagrofi, you are really hopeless. In order to sit on that throne, you have lost all your rationality and can't even see through the tricks of the people around you."