The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Qin Yun?!"

Wilmot looked at Qin Yun who was blocking his way with an uncomfortable expression.

Judging from Qin Yun's attitude, he doesn't intend to let him go over to command the army for defense.

Qin Yun held the Denglong Sword in his hand, his eyes were cold, and a ruthless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Wilmot, let's stop here. This war is a war without victory."

He looked at Wilmot in front of him indifferently, "Bachman is just a fool. Compared with me, he is still too weak. You might as well follow me instead of him."

Wilmot's eyes seemed to be filled with anger, "Impossible! Emperor Daxia, even if I die, I will not surrender to you!"

Qin Yun's face suddenly turned cold. He gently shook the Denglong Sword in his hand. The bright and cold Denglong Sword trembled slightly, emitting a chilling murderous aura.

"Wilmot, don't be ungrateful. I will not easily recruit surrender. If I didn't think you have some ability, what would be the harm in killing you?!" Qin Yun narrowed his eyes and looked at Wilmot.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Wilmot raised his head and laughed arrogantly, "Emperor of Daxia, I admit that you are indeed powerful, but there is no way I will surrender to you! Just because you are from Daxia and I am Persian!"

"very good……"

Qin Yun turned his wrist, and the fire reflected on the Denglong Sword, like a little fire dragon dancing wildly in the dark.

"Since you are unwilling to surrender, then...die!"

Qin Yun shouted angrily and kicked the warhorse under his crotch. The warhorse immediately raised its front hooves high, and the entire horse's height was raised high, like a Pegasus flying in the moonlight, and rushed directly towards Wilmot.

Wilmot's eyes were extremely solemn, and his hands holding the heavy sword were sweating. Although he said it with great courage, courage does not mean strength. He is not the protagonist of a hot-blooded comic, so having courage alone is useless.

Qin Yun's strength is very strong. He can fight on par with both Cronin and Henry. However, Wilmot is still a little inferior in personal combat power.

His strength is mainly reflected in leading troops in battle, which is why he can become a famous general.

There was a sudden flash of cold light in front of him, as if the moonlight was suddenly shining, and there was actually a hint of astonishing beauty. However, Wilmot suddenly felt cold and felt an extremely astonishing murderous intent.

"not good!"

Wilmot was shocked and the heavy sword in his hand flew up and smashed directly in front of him.

With a clang sound, a cold sword like the teeth and claws of a dragon collided fiercely with Wilmot's heavy sword, creating fierce sparks in the night.

Wilmot immediately felt the powerful force coming from his heavy sword, which immediately made his wrist sink.

But what made him even more uncomfortable was that with just a slight collision, his beloved heavy sword was cut into a small hole by Qin Yun's Denglong Sword, which made him extremely distressed.

Qin Yun saw Wilmot's eyes and smiled with some strength left: "Compared with Cronin's mace, your heavy sword is like tofu dregs."

Wilmot's face suddenly showed an angry look. He pushed forward with both hands and pushed back Qin Yun's Denglong Sword. Then he swept the heavy sword in his hand fiercely, like a huge python sweeping its tail, and instantly killed him with a strong gust of wind, making a dull buzzing sound.

Seeing this, Qin Yun leaned back, and the heavy and powerful sword swept directly across his face.

Then he jumped up, the edge of the Denglong Sword suddenly changed, and the attack suddenly became fierce. The edge of the Denglong Sword was like lightning falling from the sky, flashing a terrifying light, and it chopped directly at Wilmot's head.

Wilmot's pupils shrank suddenly. He felt an astonishing murderous aura from Qin Yun's sword. If he didn't find a way to resist, his life would be in danger.

The thought only flashed through his mind, and Wilmot shouted angrily. His whole spirit suddenly concentrated on one point. He turned the heavy sword in his hand again, turning it from bottom to top, and smashed it towards Qin Yun's Denglong Sword with a heavy force.

"Ding!"

Another crisp sound was heard. This sword was even more fierce than the previous one. It actually cut Wilmot's heavy sword directly into half.

Wilmot suddenly felt a surge of powerlessness in his heart. Qin Yun was too cruel. His swordsmanship was very strong and his martial arts were superb, but what was even more frightening was that this guy was simply a weapon destroyer!

The Denglong Sword in his hand was extremely sharp. Any enemy who fought against him, whose weapons were of inferior quality, would be directly chopped off by Qin Yun's Denglong Sword, and those with better weapons would not be able to withstand it for long.

Even Cronin's iron mace was eventually helplessly broken by Qin Yun's Denglong Sword. Only Henry's dagger, due to its small size and low manufacturing cost, was of higher quality and actually survived under Qin Yun's Denglong Sword.

Wilmot felt that anyone who fought with Qin Yun was fighting him with his own money. As long as the quality of their weapons was not as good as his, no matter how many weapons they took out, they would be ruthlessly split in half by Qin Yun.

"Death!"

Qin Yun slashed at him with his sword again. The extremely sharp Denglong Sword made people's eyelids twitch.

Wilmot dodged Qin Yun's attack in a hurry, but he became more and more anxious.

On the other side of the battlefield, Agnes commanded the army to defend continuously, and those crazy Bachmann soldiers were also launching crazy attacks.

But this crazy attack is weakening at an astonishing speed, and their combat effectiveness is becoming weaker and weaker.

The change was very obvious. Those crazy Bachmann soldiers were now breathing heavily, and their movements and reactions were becoming increasingly sluggish.

This is definitely not going to work. It won't be long before these crazy soldiers are exhausted and lie on the ground like birds without wings, allowing themselves to be slaughtered by others.

Wilmot didn't want to see this scene, so he came riding on his warhorse, just to rescue those soldiers and bring them back to the right path.

But the sudden appearance of Qin Yun made his plan a little difficult.

Qin Yun's strength was too strong. It was almost impossible for him to break through Qin Yun's defense and rush into the battlefield on Agnes' side.

Unless you pay some price...

Wilmot was not a hesitant person, and at this moment he had made up his mind.