The First Tyrant of Daxia

These soldiers are all human lives. They followed Qin Yun in his battles. Qin Yun didn't want to abandon them like this. He would take as many as he could. He would talk about the actual matter when it was really impossible.

Qin Yun thought for a moment and said in a hoarse voice: "Chi Yun, do you have any way to quickly manufacture a batch of carts?"

Chi Yun nodded confidently: "Of course there is a way, Your Majesty."

Qin Yun showed a hint of joy on his face, and quickly said: "If I ask you to lead people to make a large number of carts, how many people will you need and how long will it take to make them?"

"Your Majesty, do you mean to build enough carts to carry those poisoned soldiers?" Chi Yun pondered, "I have a special method of mechanical engineering. If I command those soldiers to make carts, I can make 100,000 carts within three hours with 10,000 people, which is equivalent to 10 carts per person."

"One person carries out ten carts in three hours?!" Qin Yun was a little surprised. This speed was a bit too fast.

Chi Yun nodded seriously and said, "Your Majesty, what I said is correct. There are wonderful techniques recorded in the Heavenly Craftsmanship that can integrate the methods of making such things."

"The most difficult part of making a cart is the wheels, but that's not a problem for me."

"very good!"

Qin Yun immediately smiled, "Chi Yun, I'll leave this matter to you! Three hours will pass, and it will be almost dawn, so just do as much as you can!"

"Understood, Your Majesty! I will take people to the mountains and forests to cut down trees and make carts." Chi Yun immediately bowed and prepared to leave the camp.

Qin Yun stopped him and said, "Remember, when you are cutting trees in the forest, don't make too much noise, so as not to let Bachman notice that something is wrong."

"Understood, Your Majesty!" Chi Yun nodded calmly, understanding Qin Yun's meaning, and then immediately retreated.

Looking at Chi Yun's departing back, Qin Yun was extremely grateful that he had listened to Gongsun Wan'er's words and did not kill Chi Yun. Otherwise, he would have lost such a talented person who was good at mechanical engineering and forging under his command.

Qin Yun looked at the generals among the battalion commanders and said in a deep voice: "Without further delay, all generals should immediately count the troops in their own units and command those soldiers who can still move to work. Those soldiers who are too deeply poisoned to move will still need to rely on them to take them away."

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

All the generals quickly got up and left.

At this moment, Ping Jianlou did not leave.

Qin Yun looked at Ping Jianlou and asked curiously, "Ping Jianlou, what do you want to say about staying here?"

Ping Jianlou took a few steps forward and said seriously, "Your Majesty, I have a plan that can slow down Bachman's pursuit."

"Oh?" Qin Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said thoughtfully: "Tell me the plan in your mind."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Ping Jianlou whispered a few words beside Qin Yun.

After Qin Yun finished listening, he pondered for a moment, then smiled with shining eyes and said: "Yes, your plan is good, take people to implement it immediately."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Ping Jianlou got Qin Yun's permission and immediately left with Qin Yun's order.

Soon, continuous logging began in the mountains and forests near the camp where Qin Yun was stationed. From time to time, night birds in the mountains and forests were startled and flew away, but overall it was not a big noise.

In the military camp, under the leadership of various generals, they quickly packed up the necessary things and gathered the seriously poisoned soldiers in one place for custody.

Ping Jianlou led five thousand people to dig near the military camp and inside the camp, but no one knew what they were doing.

Mu Le led the army to patrol and defend the road in the direction of the royal city. Once he found something wrong, Mu Le would not only be the one to warn, but he would also be required to take the initiative to meet the enemy, delay Bachmann's army, and buy enough time for Qin Yun and others to escape.

Everything is proceeding in full swing.

At this moment, Bachman, Modo Moqiu, Okita Taro and others in the royal city were toasting each other at the banquet, enjoying the feast happily.

Bachman drank the wine in the glass, then filled another one, and said with a smile: "Today, thanks to Chief Moduo Moqiu, Qin Yun's army was repelled, and the crisis of my siege was resolved."

Mo Duomoqiu raised his glass and took a few sips of wine, then said with a smile: "It is easy to defeat Qin Yun, but why don't you let me take advantage of the situation to defeat Qin Yun?"

In fact, Moduo Moqiu didn't want to take down Qin Yun so quickly, because if he defeated Qin Yun so quickly, he would have too few chips in his hand and would not get what he wanted.

The reason for asking this question was purely out of curiosity, because Modo Moqiu could see that Bachman, who had been beaten badly by Qin Yun before, actually showed a triumphant smile at this time, and it was obvious that he felt that he had won the victory.

Hearing what Modo Mochu said, Bachman burst into laughter, eating the delicious barbecue while laughing, "Come on, Mr. Okita, tell Chief Modo Mochu why we feel that we have already won?"

Okita Taro smiled and said, "Qin Yun has fallen into our poison water plan. Now there must be a large number of soldiers in his camp who have died under the erosion of the poison water."

"Even if they survived, most of them lost their ability to move. Even those who were less seriously poisoned lost a lot of their physical strength."

"That is to say, Qin Yun's army has lost its ability to fight during the day."

Mo Duomo Qiu said in astonishment: "If Qin Yun's army loses its ability to fight, then won't it be at our mercy?"

Bachman smiled and said, "Exactly! How can such a good thing not be worthy of joy? How can it not make people feel proud?"

Moduo Moqiu nodded thoughtfully: "It is indeed gratifying. Congratulations to King Bachman for defeating Qin Yun."

"Hahaha, come on, continue drinking and eating meat." Bachman became even happier when he heard what Modomoqiu said, and drank several glasses of wine in one breath.

Taro Okita looked up at the sky and continued with a smile: "My Lord King, my Lord Chief, if we wait a little longer, the poison will become most violent, and that is when we will attack."

"Great!" Bachmann was delighted.

Several people continued to drink and have fun in the palace, as if they were having a celebratory banquet in advance.

Another hour passed. It was just past midnight. The night wind was chilly and it looked pitch black outside.

Inside the bright palace, there was a sound of joy.

Okita Taro looked at the sky and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, it's time to send troops."