The First Tyrant of Daxia

Taro Okita ordered the blood-armored soldiers to clear the way, and the surrounding Western soldiers were almost a little afraid.

The combat power of those scale-armored blood soldiers is very strong, and they don't care about the pain in their bodies at all. There is no possibility of retreating when fighting.

It is like a strong man who is not afraid of death. He only cares about crazy killing and does not care about himself, which further amplifies his own combat effectiveness.

Because of the fear in their hearts, the fighting power of the Western Region soldiers was insufficient, so they were killed and retreated step by step by a few blood-stained soldiers in scale armor.

The kings of the Western Regions were not happy to see this scene. They came with millions of soldiers. If Taro Okita and his tens of thousands of bloody soldiers still escaped, wouldn't it make them seem useless?

This went against their original intention of trying to please Qin Yun.

"Kill them all! We have millions of soldiers. If each of us attacks them with a blow, they will be rotten to death!" The king of Kucha shouted loudly. He was very unhappy with his men who were cowardly.

The same was true for the other kings of the Western Regions. They all rushed their soldiers to stop Okita Taro. If they let Okita Taro escape, they might not get any credit and would even be punished.

The Western Region soldiers had no choice but to charge forward. After all, they were professionally trained soldiers. When they overcame their fear and besieged those blood-armored soldiers together, those blood-armored soldiers were no longer so powerful.

After fighting for several rounds, the Western Region soldiers gradually became bolder and soon suppressed the blood-armored soldiers to the point where they could not move forward.

Taro Okita's eyes turned cold. At this moment, the extremely unstable state of the scale-armored blood soldiers carried by those scale-armored blood soldiers was also on the verge of collapse.

"Throw it out!" Taro Okita ordered in a deep voice.

The blood-armored soldier who rushed in first immediately obeyed Okita Taro's order and ruthlessly threw the "compatriot" on his shoulder out.

"boom!"

Like a bomb, the blood-armored soldier that was thrown out and was in an extremely unstable state suddenly exploded above the heads of a group of Western Region soldiers.

For a moment, the cold blood in the scale-armored blood soldier's body was like fireworks exploding in the sky. Countless ice-blue blood spots fell like rain, pouring on the surrounding Western Region soldiers.

"hiss!"

"so cold!"

"I'm freezing to death!"

"I can not stand it any more!"

Any Western Region soldier whose blood was soaked by the blood of the scale-armored blood soldiers suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. The blood in his body solidified at this moment, and his whole body became extremely hard.

Even the concept that they had been emphasized in training, that they must not drop their weapons even if they were dying, was lost at this moment. They could only hug their bodies stiffly to get a little warmth.

Some soldiers even took off their cold and heavy armor on the spot and hugged the soldiers around them to keep warm.

Seeing this, Okita Taro smiled and said, "Kill them!"

The blood-armored soldier in front waved the long-handled blood blade in his hand and killed his way forward.

The Western Region soldiers around them were all drenched in the cold blood of the Scaled Blood Soldiers. They were so cold that they were almost having hallucinations and had no intention of resisting at all.

In a flash, those scale-armored blood soldiers were chopped off their heads one by one like they were harvesting.

A large open space suddenly appeared next to Okita Taro, surrounded by the bodies of the Western Region soldiers. It was so cold that the wounds were frozen without even much blood flowing out.

"Keep charging! If I keep going like this, I'll be able to break out of the encirclement soon!" Taro Okita laughed.

The scaled and bloody soldiers followed his orders and fought like ruthless machines.

The unusual situation here also attracted Qin Yun's attention.

Qin Yun's face changed. He didn't expect that those blood-scaled soldiers could be used in this way.

Relying on the extremely cold blood of the Scaled Blood Soldiers, their bodies were turned into weapons, and the Western Region soldiers had no way to resist the severe cold.

As long as they hold out for a while, they will be instantly killed by those blood-armored soldiers.

"It's very tricky..." Qin Yun frowned. He originally thought that the 400,000 Tabilens soldiers of Modo Moqiu would be the greatest resistance, but he didn't expect that Okita Taro actually had this trick up his sleeve.

Judging from the current situation, Agnes alone may not be able to stop Taro Okita from breaking out.

But once the troops from the Western Regions are mobilized from here, it would be equivalent to giving Modo Moqiu the opportunity to escape with his army.

But if we don't support Agnes, Taro Okita is likely to let him escape due to the powerful combat effectiveness of his blood soldiers.

Moduo Moqiu was also an extremely smart guy. He saw the hesitation in Qin Yun's eyes at a glance, and then said loudly: "It's very difficult, right? Your Majesty Qin Yun? I have a plan that can save you from the embarrassment! I can help you eliminate Mo Chongtian Taro!"

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows, and the fierce attack in his hand did not slacken at all. Instead, it became more ferocious at this moment.

"Then tell me, what do you have in mind?"

Modo Moqiu smiled and said, "Your Majesty Qin Yun, you can just let me go. In this way, you can go and intercept Okita Taro!"

"If you ask me, Okita Taro is a piece of shit. He is full of tricks. Keeping him alive will cause a lot of trouble. It's a pity to kill a kind-hearted person like me."

"You might as well go and kill him! We don't have any life-and-death feud, right?"

Qin Yun looked at him with cold eyes, swinging the Denglong Sword in his hand even more fiercely, "Do you really think I'm a fool?!"

This guy was talking nonsense, asking him to kill Okita Taro first. Even a three-year-old child could see through his trick.

Modo Moqiu smiled humbly and said, "Of course not. I am willing to surrender to Your Majesty, just to save my life. If Your Majesty agrees, I will lead my men to attack Okita Taro now!"

"This way, Your Majesty will not only have time to attack Okita Taro, but also gain the loyalty of my Tabirense tribe."

Qin Yun sneered: "The loyalty of the Tabirense tribe? I don't believe it. Isn't Bachman a lesson learned from the past?"

Modo Moqiu scratched his head and said, "How can Bachman be compared with Your Majesty? Your Majesty is the eternal rising sun of the Great Xia Empire, and Bachman is just a usurping dog."

"I am loyal to Your Majesty with all my heart, so I will not be as inconsistent as I was when I helped Bachmann."

Qin Yun burst into laughter immediately, as if he had heard a very good joke.

"How about you become the leader? I am quite surprised by your ability to fight against the wind. But..."

Qin Yun's face suddenly turned cold, "I said, you must die!"