The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun felt a little tricky for a moment.

Moduo Moqiu had already decided in his heart that he would be the one to stop Qin Yun and the others, so he naturally had the determination to die. If a person is not afraid of death, then naturally there is nothing to be afraid of.

The less fear there is in one's heart, the stronger one's fighting power will be, as if one has been freed from all restraints and is fighting madly.

Although Modo Moqiu stopped Qin Yun and the army he led, Mu Le led his army to bypass Modo Moqiu's flank.

Moduo and Moqiu wanted to stop them, but they had no chance at all, because they had already been stopped by Qin Yun and had no chance of stopping Mu Le.

Modo Moqiu looked at Mu Le and the others who had gone around, and sighed in his heart, "Whether we can escape or not depends on you. If you can't escape, then it is our fate to be destroyed."

A sigh flashed through his mind, and Moduo Moqiu looked at Qin Yun with fierce eyes. They were all going to die anyway, so he wanted to see if he could take Qin Yun to hell and die together.

If he could really do it, then even if he died, he wouldn't have lost anything.

On the other hand, although Okita Taro was tricked by Modo Moqiu, the kings of the Western Regions later transferred their troops there, so the pressure on Okita Taro did not change much, and there were only about 300,000 Western Regions soldiers.

Although there were only 300,000 Western Region soldiers, Okita Taro's blood soldiers were not many in number, and they were reduced to only about 40,000.

Although it is difficult to capture Taro Okita for the time being, it is a matter of time.

Taro Okita looked at the battlefield between Modo Moqiu and Qin Yun. Since Modo Moqiu had a larger army, it seemed that his combat effectiveness was stronger, and his success rate of breaking through was greater, so it was normal that he had more soldiers.

However, this also reduced their combat pressure a lot, although the blood soldiers didn't care at all.

However, when Taro Okita saw that Modomochu ordered his subordinates Tachi and Asa to lead 100,000 elite troops to escape separately, Taro Okita suddenly felt some pressure.

The reason why he seemed to be at ease among Qin Yun's million reinforcements and had no worries at all was because he knew that compared with Moduo Moqiu, his threat seemed much smaller.

After all, he only has 50,000 soldiers now. Even if Qin Yun wants to kill him with all his strength, the kings of the Western Regions don't know how powerful he is, so they will definitely reserve their fighting power against him.

Facts have also proved that Taro Okita's guess was correct. The kings of the Western Regions did place most of their combat power on Modo Moqiu's side from the beginning, rather than placing most of their combat power on Taro Okita's side.

Although Moduo Moqiu's trick made the kings of the Western Regions uneasy and mobilized their troops for a while, in Qin Yun's wise eyes, this strategy could not escape his sight, and the kings of the Western Regions quickly adjusted their troops.

But now Taro Okita had to get impatient.

Because now Modo and Moqiu have divided their troops into three groups, and they used their lives to stop Qin Yun, and let Asahaotachi and the other two take the army away. In this way, Modo and Moqiu are basically doomed to die.

Once Modo Mochu and his army were defeated, the next target of an all-out attack would undoubtedly be Okita Taro, who was also surrounded.

"Now that Qin Yun has not focused most of his attention on me, I must escape from the encirclement as soon as possible." Okita Taro thought to himself and began to become a little impatient.

After all, the relationship between him and Modo Moqiu was more like that of a rabbit dying and a fox mourning. If Modo Moqiu died, he would be alone surrounded by a million-strong army. Even with the help of the scaled and blood-armored soldiers, there would be almost no way for him to survive.

"Hey!"

Taro Okita sighed deeply. It seemed that these blood-scaled soldiers that he had researched with great difficulty could not be preserved.

He didn't feel sorry for the ordinary blood soldiers. Through continuous research and updates, the combat effectiveness of the blood soldiers has increased.

"All blood soldiers, listen up, burst out with all your strength and break out of the encirclement!" After a brief moment of sadness, Taro Okita immediately became vicious. Although the Scaled-Armored Blood Soldiers were the latest type of mutants developed and were extremely rare, his life was the most important in the final analysis. If he could produce one batch of these Scaled-Armored Blood Soldiers, he could also produce another batch.

As Taro Okita's voice fell, the blood soldiers immediately responded.

For the blood soldiers, Taro Okita's orders are an instinct engraved in their blood. As long as Taro Okita gives the order, they will not hesitate at all even if it means asking them to die. They are just like walking corpses.

"Roar!"

After Taro Okita gave the order, the blood soldiers suddenly became crazy, and their bloody skin began to become fragmented, just like the cracks on the body of a ceramic man after it was broken.

The temperature of their bodies became increasingly colder, and at the same time their aura became increasingly ferocious.

These blood soldiers are now mobilizing the blood ray bloodlines in their bodies to improve their control over the power of the blood rays.

But if they do this, they won't live long, and after the war, they will be dead.

This is equivalent to overdrawing the already limited limits of their bodies.

However, Taro Okita didn't care at all. In his opinion, even if there were 100,000 or 200,000 blood-stained soldiers, they were not as important as his life.

"Kill them! Break through with all your strength!"

Okita Taro couldn't help but become impatient.

Being surrounded by millions of soldiers, it would be a lie to say that he was not nervous. He knew that he must not let Qin Yun recover. He had to catch him off guard while Qin Yun was still unaware of his full strength.

Maybe there's a chance to survive.

"kill!"

Taro Okita took out his sword. Although he was not good at fighting, at this time more strength meant more hope.

At the front of the team, the Scaled Blood Soldiers were covered with fine and dense blood-colored scales all over their bodies, just like blood-sucking bugs, actually sucking their flesh and blood.

This also made the faces of those scaled and bloody soldiers become hideous. Their strength also grew more and more at this time, and the temperature around them dropped sharply to below zero in a short period of time.

The Western Region soldiers around were so cold that they could hardly hold their weapons steadily. Their hands and feet were stiff, and they looked at the mutated blood soldiers with horror.

"What kind of monsters are these guys?!"

All the Western Region soldiers did not dare to step forward and take action at this time.

At this time, Agnes led a large army to attack, holding a spear in his hand, and rushed directly from behind the blood soldiers.