The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Be careful of monsters with more scales on their bodies. Their blood is poisonous and can quickly drain your strength!"

Mu Le shouted loudly.

"what?"

Hearing Mu Le's words, the soldiers of the Shenji Camp were all trembling in their hearts.

These blood soldiers are terrifying enough. Now their blood is poisonous and will quickly consume their physical strength, which greatly increases the risk of death for them.

Mu Le stabbed the blood soldier in front of him with a spear, piercing his heart, but the blood soldier was like a beast with blood aroused, and rushed towards Mu Le even more frantically.

Mu Le could only pull out his spear quickly, and then with a fierce sweep, he instantly knocked the blood soldier away.

Only then did he suddenly remember that Qin Yun had told him that the bodies of these blood soldiers had been strengthened, and most of their former human shortcomings had disappeared. If he wanted to kill them, the best way was to chop off their heads.

Mu Le's eyes focused, and he thrust the spear in his hand hard, piercing the blood soldier's head. Then he shook it violently to both sides, and the blood soldier's head shattered like a pounded apple.

"Everyone listen up! If you want to kill these blood soldiers, you must attack their heads."

The soldiers of the Shenji Camp were already somewhat wary of those blood soldiers, and after hearing Mu Le's words, they became even more restrained.

On the other hand, those blood soldiers were like mad beasts that had lost their minds, attacking frantically.

Their physiques are inherently stronger than normal humans, and even the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion find it difficult to fight them one-on-one.

Coupled with the psychological constraints and fear of the enemy's poisonous blood, for a while, more than 100,000 soldiers of the Shenji Camp were actually suppressed and beaten by the blood soldiers.

Qin Yun, who was fighting fiercely with Okita Tsuyoshi, also glanced towards the place where the two armies were fighting.

Qin Yun had long been aware of the ferocity of the Blood Soldiers, but he did not expect that he would fall into a disadvantage so quickly after the battle.

This made Qin Yun a little worried.

If they cannot adjust quickly, these blood soldiers will become more and more fierce, while the soldiers of the Shenjiying will become more and more decadent, eventually leading to the defeat of this war.

But just when Qin Yun was distracted, a dull and fierce cold light suddenly attacked him, bringing with it an astonishingly strong wind.

At this time, Qin Yun was distractedly looking at the other side where the army was fighting. Suddenly, he sensed the terrifying attack and quickly bent down to dodge.

I saw a huge black axe passing by Qin Yun's head.

"How dare you be distracted when fighting with me? Qin Yun, you are seeking death!"

Okita Tsuyoshi was waiting for Qin Yun with some anger in his eyes.

Qin Yun's distraction made Okita Tsuyoshi feel despised, so he felt angry.

As the most powerful general of the Okita family, no one had ever dared to look down on him, even in the era of the Japanese Empire, which was full of talented people.

Qin Yun regained his composure. He knew that the fighting ability of Okita Tsuyoshi in front of him was very strong. If he was not serious, he might capsize in the ditch.

As for the army on the other side, it can only be left to Mu Le temporarily.

Now we must get rid of Okita as soon as possible.

As if he had seen through Qin Yun's eyes, Okita Tsuyoshi sneered, "I have never lost a game since my debut. Do you think you can beat me?"

After saying that, Matsuda Tsuyoshi stopped talking nonsense and directly rushed towards Qin Yun with a long-handled axe.

He suddenly swung the giant axe in his hand towards Qin Yun, and the whistling wind was like a violent storm.

Qin Yun's eyes were solemn, and he raised the sword in his hand suddenly to block the giant axe.

With a clang sound, the sword and the giant axe collided with each other. A terrifying force instantly came from the sword, causing Qin Yun's arm to shake violently.

Don't be fooled by Okita Tsuyoshi's fat body, his strength is truly amazing.

Okita Tsuyoshi suddenly grinned, and the strength in his arms increased suddenly. The long-handled giant axe pressed down on him like a pillar of heaven collapsing.

Qin Yun knew that a contest of strength would only result in mutual losses, so he withdrew half of the power of the Denglong Sword, and then twisted it hard again, and the giant axe was immediately induced to chop to the side.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Okita Tsuyoshi was startled, and then suddenly stopped the huge axe that was being guided to fall to the side.

Then he pulled the axe back with force, and the giant axe returned to his hand.

At this time, Qin Yun discovered the flaw, and the long sword in his hand slashed out like splitting a river and breaking waves. The sharp sword light seemed to make the sunlight ashamed.

Okita Tsuyoshi quickly raised the long handle of his giant axe to block. His giant axe was made of extremely tough material, and the Denglong Sword could not break it for a while.

While Qin Yun was fighting fiercely, Mu Le was also leading his army into a fierce battle.

These blood soldiers were so ferocious, like mad beasts or a surging wave, too difficult to resist.

Even the soldiers of the prestigious Shenjiying seemed somewhat defeated under the attack of the Blood Soldiers.

Qin Yun frowned, and while resisting Okita Tsune's attack, he looked at the artillery battalion behind him.

If the artillery fires, it can instantly reduce the pressure on the Shenji Camp.

But he was a little hesitant in his heart, because artillery is ruthless and cannot distinguish between friend and foe, so it is easy to injure friendly forces by mistake.

On the city wall, Bachmann saw that only 50,000 soldiers were able to defeat Qin Yun's army, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"As expected of the Blood Soldiers, their combat power is indeed strong. Even the famous Shenji Battalion is no match for them."

Taro Okita said modestly: "It is mainly because General Wilmot had almost exhausted the combat effectiveness of Qin Yun's army before, which allowed the blood soldiers to exert some combat effectiveness."

Bachmann did not answer, he knew that Taro Okita's answer was perfunctory.

Although Wilmot trapped Qin Yun's army for quite some time, he was able to steadily suppress the Shenjiying army, which still shows the combat effectiveness of these blood soldiers.

Just then, Wilmot climbed up the city wall.

"Your Majesty, I have not completed my mission. Please punish me."

Bachmann knew that now was not the time to punish Qin Yun. At least he had to repel the enemy before taking any action.

Then he said calmly, "General Wilmot, I know you have done your best. Don't blame yourself too much. Report all the losses of the army."

Wilmot nodded heavily and said slowly: "Our army suffered heavy casualties in this battle. A total of 12 casualties, and only 8 soldiers are left."

Bachmann was silent after hearing Wilmot's words.

He knew that his army had suffered heavy losses in this war, but he did not expect to lose another 12 troops!

The remaining 8 troops might be a considerable number, but compared to Qin Yun's military strength, they seemed so small.

The dignitaries behind Bachman also felt a sinking feeling in their hearts. They shared the same fate with Bachman. If Bachman lost, they might not be accepted by Qin Yun.