The First Tyrant of Daxia

In the hall of the City Lord's Mansion.

Qin Yun sat on the first seat, and the Jinyiwei who had hurried back from afar reported the news they had obtained to Qin Yun one by one.

"Your Majesty, our spies in Torres and other five provinces have discovered that their armies have begun to move out, and their directions are very consistent, all heading towards the Persian Royal City."

Qin Yun's eyes were somewhat profound. "As expected, Bachmann has already noticed something, and he is also quickly gathering his troops. He is planning to have a decisive battle with me!"

The Jinyiwei said again: "Your Majesty, we found traces of Okita Taro and others on the way from Torres Province to the Royal City."

Qin Yun's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent. "It seems that this bunch of snakes and rats are all gathering together to deal with me! That's great!"

A moment later, Mu Le, wearing iron armor, hurried over.

"Your Majesty!" Mu Le saluted Qin Yun.

Qin Yun waved his hand, "No need to be polite, get up, I have something important to tell you."

Mu Le was immediately shocked, "Your Majesty, are we going to start a war?"

"Yes."

Qin Yun nodded and told Mu Le the news brought back by the Jinyiwei.

Mu Le pondered for a moment, and said thoughtfully: "Bachman's army is strong and numerous. Although we have 500,000 troops, it is still not advisable to confront them head-on."

"And Persia is the territory of the Persian royal family after all. We may not believe everything Wilson said."

Qin Yun quite agreed with Mu Le's opinion, and his thinking became more mature.

"You are right. Wilson is a member of the royal family after all. His words can only be used as a reference at best, not as absolute information."

"Besides, Okita Taro, this Japanese man, is a problem. Since he can help Tagrofi train a group of blood soldiers, I have reason to assume that he can help Bachman train a group of blood soldiers as well. So we can't ignore this combat power."

Mu Le nodded, his expression becoming more serious.

In the past few days, he has been honing the coordination between the army of Glander and the other four and the soldiers of the Shenji Camp, but this is a bit difficult.

Fortunately, he is Mu Le, and he is good at training soldiers. If he is pulled out for a battle now, he can still fight.

However, it is not impossible to fight Bachmann's army head-on, but it is too difficult and the chances of winning are not high.

Qin Yun calculated all the combat power he currently possessed in his mind and frowned slightly.

"Ah Le, how do you think we should fight this battle?"

"This……"

Mu Le suddenly fell into deep thought.

After a moment, Mu Le said, "Your Majesty, I think what we should do now is not to defend, but to take the initiative to attack. Only by taking the initiative to attack can we seize the initiative. Once we seize the initiative, we will have the opportunity to find the enemy's flaws, counterattack, and thus win."

Qin Yun nodded slightly. Mu Le's idea coincided with his. Mu Le had always been an aggressive general. This kind of tactics really suited his character. But this time, he really needed to take the initiative to find an opportunity.

The battle with Tagrofi was impossible due to the huge difference in numbers. They could only choose to use the main city of Noki as a shield to defend and wait for reinforcements to counterattack.

But now they are different.

Although they still do not have the advantage in numbers.

However, the operability of an army of 500,000 and an army of 10,000 is very different.

Now the Shenjiying army is back under Qin Yun's control, and many weapons can be used, so there is still a chance of winning.

Qin Yun said: "I have decided that in three days, the entire army will set out and take the initiative to march towards the Persian Royal City and crush the walls of the Persian Royal City!"

There was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, "I will once again make them feel the horror of being ruled by my cavalry!"

The Persian Empire is no longer suitable for the Persian royal family to rule, and Qin Yun intends to make them pay a heavy price.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Mu Le's eyes became extremely excited, and he seemed eager to try.

He has always been a warmonger, and this proactive attack is his best battlefield.

Qin Yun spread out the map and said, "Since we are taking the initiative to attack, we can naturally choose the battlefield. Which place do you think is the most suitable as the battlefield?"

Mu Le pondered for a moment, then said: "We are outnumbered, why don't we choose guerrilla warfare with them and defeat them one by one? It is quite appropriate to choose a place where people can hide easily, such as forests and mountains as battlefields."

"No!"

Qin Yun shook his head and said, "Wilson said that the people of Tabirense are best at fighting in the mountains and forests. Although his words may not be believed, we should avoid fighting in the mountains and forests."

"After all, we are the ones who took the initiative to attack. Bachman is likely to ambush us in the mountains and forests."

"So the best marching plan is to march to a flat place like a plain!"

Mu Le nodded and said, "Your Majesty has considered it carefully."

Qin Yun's eyes flashed with a gleam of light: "Three days later, we will march forward and raid the lair of those guys first!"

Mu Le's eyes suddenly lit up. Conquering cities and seizing territories was what he loved the most.

Afterwards, Qin Yun called Ping Jianlou and others and deployed the next marching strategy.

On the second day, an unexpected guest arrived.

Mu Le came and reported: "Your Majesty, someone came from the royal city, claiming to be Bachman's envoy, and wants to negotiate with Your Majesty."

"Bachmann's messenger?"

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, "Bachman actually dared to send someone to negotiate with me. He is really courting death."

"Let him get in!"

"Yes!"

After a while, the envoy from the royal city was pushed in by Mu Le.

"Quality! Pay attention to your quality!"

The royal city envoy, Manhard, was waiting for Mule with dissatisfaction.

Mu Le raised his hand suddenly, his eyes fixed on Manhard.

Manhattan immediately calmed down and walked forward as if nothing had happened.

Qin Yun said in a deep voice: "You are the envoy from the Persian Royal City, representing Bachman?"

"That's right! I am Manhard, a famous scholar..." Manhard was about to start talking.

Mu Le simply hit his legs with the gun barrel, and Manhattan immediately knelt on the ground uncontrollably.

"Kneel down and answer." Mu Le said coldly.

"you!"

Manhard was furious. "Is this how you Daxia people treat your guests?"

Qin Yun said impatiently: "Bachman, if you have anything to say, please speak quickly and stop talking nonsense!"

"Vulgar! Very vulgar!"

Manhard said with some disgust.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll bury you if you don't tell me!" Mu Le said angrily.

If it weren't for Bachman's ill intentions, they would already be on their way back to Daxia and would be able to see his wife and children soon.

Mu Le was naturally quite resentful.