The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun frowned and said, "You mean, these soldiers are Bachman's army?"

Gavin waved his hand: "I don't know either."

Ever since the royal city was occupied by Modomoqiu, Bachman had directly withdrawn from the center of the battlefield. He became extremely decadent and spent his days in debauchery.

He brought out so many troops. Were they all drawn from the border?

Qin Yun found it a little unbelievable. After all, border defense was an extremely important matter for a country. To withdraw the border defense easily would mean opening the door to the empire and allowing the enemy to invade.

Bachmann can't be that crazy, right?

Just as he was thinking about it, several war horses suddenly appeared on the high ground of the forest. Qin Yun felt that the leading general looked very familiar. Wasn't that man Bachman?

Is this really the army created by Bachmann?

At this moment, Bachmann's eyes were filled with anger, and he stared at Modo Moqiu in front of the battlefield. The gnashing hatred in his eyes made people feel that he would rush up to fight Modo Moqiu to the death in the next moment.

At this time, Modo Moqiu also saw Bachman, and his nervous mood immediately dissipated, "It turns out to be King Bachman. It's been a long time since we last met. How are you?"

Bachman was angry and looked at Modomoqiu with resentment, "Thanks to you, I am living a 'good' life!"

If Moduo Moqiu had not taken advantage of the chaos to seize his royal city, he and Qin Yun would still have had the strength to fight. Unfortunately, there were not so many ifs. His royal city was taken away by Moduo Moqiu, causing those who supported him to change their minds instantly.

As for the nobles who had been maintaining a neutral and wait-and-see attitude, after learning that Bachmann had condoned Okita Taro's evil plan, no one was willing to support him anymore, even though Bachmann was the orthodox member of the Persian royal family.

This plunged Bachmann, who was already in a precarious situation, into an even more desperate situation.

With such hatred, Bachman would naturally not forget Modo Moqiu.

Modomoqiu looked at Bachmann, and his nervousness, which had originally become caused by the appearance of a large number of unfamiliar troops, gradually eased a little.

To him, Bachmann was just a defeated opponent and not worth worrying about at all.

On the contrary, because of Bachmann's joining, the situation of the two armies' confrontation changed instantly.

At this moment, he was thinking about how to instigate Bachman to attack Qin Yun together.

After all, for them, Qin Yun was their common enemy. Bahman, who openly rebelled, would never be forgiven by Qin Yun. If Bahman wanted to survive and unify Persia, he had to defeat Qin Yun.

Thinking of this, Modo Moqiu smiled and said, "I'm so sorry, King Bachman. I thought you died at the hands of Qin Yun, so I decided to temporarily protect the royal city for you."

"But now that you are back, the Royal City is naturally still yours. But before that, we have to defeat Qin Yun first!"

"As long as we defeat Qin Yun together, we can regain the territory of Persia and have a chance to plunder the territory of Daxia. Instead of the two of us fighting to the death, it is better to join forces to defeat Qin Yun."

"After all, there is no benefit in a war between the two of us. It is better to defeat Qin Yun and gain some benefits."

Bachman clapped his hands and sneered on the high ground, "What a good plan! First, join forces with me to kill Qin Yun, and then kill me. In this way, Persia and Daxia will all be yours, right?"

Moduo Moqiu's expression did not change at all, and he said calmly: "King Bachman, this plan is good for both of us. You should put aside your temporary prejudice and defeat Qin Yun first. This is the most correct thing to do. After all, prejudice is worthless."

"Hahahahaha!"

Bachmann couldn't help laughing out loud, his laughter full of sarcasm.

"Modomochu, I never thought that a barbarian army like the Tabirense people would have a cunning leader like you."

Modo Moqiu raised his eyebrows slightly and said nonchalantly: "So do you agree?"

Bachmann sneered, then turned his gaze towards Qin Yun in Ibitos City.

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and returned the gaze. The power of the emperor was no less than that of a king.

Bachman said loudly: "Of course I have to join forces with someone, but not with you, but with Qin Yun."

When these words came out, everyone was stunned, including Qin Yun.

Modo Moqiu's expression became even more strange, as if he had seen a ghost.

Qin Yun was never merciful to those who rebelled against him. Bahman openly rebelled against Qin Yun, trapped Qin Yun in Persia, killed a large number of Daxia soldiers, and poisoned millions of innocent Persian people.

This kind of sin is absolutely unforgivable in Qin Yun's eyes. Bachman has served Qin Yun for many years and he must be able to see the situation clearly.

But Bachman actually chose to stand on Qin Yun's side under such circumstances, which means...

"Are you looking for death?" Modomoqiu looked at Bachmann in disbelief.

Hearing what Modomoqiu said, Bachmann immediately laughed wildly towards the sky, as crazy as the will-o'-the-wisp floating wildly in the dark night, which was chilling and creepy.

He looked at Modo Moqiu with bloodshot eyes and said, "Modo Moqiu, you seized my royal city and destroyed my foundation. Okita Taro, you instigated me to use a vicious scheme, killing countless innocent Persian people and losing the support of the people and nobles!"

"Given the current situation, I have no chance of winning."

Mo Duomo Qiu said quickly: "As long as you join hands with me, how can there be no chance of victory? Now Qin Yun only has less than 200,000 troops left, and his combat effectiveness has been greatly weakened. Even if there are cities to defend, he will definitely not last more than three days if the two of us join forces!"

"As long as we defeat Qin Yun, how can you die? Not only will you not die, but we can also obtain the territory and resources that we have followed. It is not impossible to unify the continent with this!"

When Bachman heard what Modo Moqiu said, he couldn't help but sneered: "Modo Moqiu, if you defeat Qin Yun, the first person you will kill is me. Why are you painting such a rosy picture for me?! I, Bachman, am not a fool!"

A fierce look flashed slightly in Modomoqiu's eyes. Bachmann disbanded the border defense troops and withdrew them all back to the vicinity of the royal city.

There are at least 300,000 regular troops, plus more than 100,000 private soldiers. If he joins forces with Qin Yun, he will have no chance at all.

Wait! Withdraw border defense?!

Modo Moqiu's face suddenly changed, and he pointed at Bachman angrily and said, "You! You! Are you crazy?"

Seeing Modomoqiu's expression, Bachmann knew that he had figured out his plan and couldn't help laughing crazily.