The First Tyrant of Daxia

Moduo Moqiu curled his lips. He was not at all surprised by Qin Yun's answer, nor did he have any emotional fluctuations because of Qin Yun's answer.

Because he knew the hatred Qin Yun had for him, Qin Yun would definitely not let him go.

But he is also a human being. Although he knows in his heart that Qin Yun will not let him go, it does not stop him from thinking of a way to save his life.

The method that Modo Moqiu just proposed is the way to save himself.

If Qin Yun agreed to his surrender, then Tachi and Asa would not need to break out separately, they only needed to attack Okita Taro together.

Taro Okita's blood soldiers look fierce, but after all, there are only about 40,000 of them.

Qin Yun now has a million reinforcements, plus the original 200,000 troops, if they don't allocate troops to deal with him, then it is not difficult to deal with Okita Taro.

If his 400,000-man army were added, crushing Okita Taro would be a piece of cake.

That's why Moduo Moqiu thought of giving it a try. Perhaps Qin Yun would accept his surrender because of the powerful combat capability of his 400,000-man army.

But Qin Yun had a strong desire to kill him and had no intention of accepting his surrender.

Moduo Moqiu was also very clear about this.

Qin Yun was the emperor of the Great Xia Empire, and was beaten so badly by him. If he still accepted his surrender, the soldiers under his command would definitely not accept it.

Whether for public or private reasons, Qin Yun could not accept his surrender.

So Qin Yun's refusal was also within his expectations.

Qin Yun saw Mo Duomo Qiu's expression and said calmly: "What a pity, you are indeed a good talent. Your mistake is that you are an enemy of me."

"Suffer to death!"

Qin Yun tightened the Denglong Sword in his hand, and the warhorse under his crotch rushed forward, launching another fierce attack.

At this moment, the Daxia soldiers were also encouraged by Qin Yun, and continued to fight fiercely.

Although the soldiers of Tabirense were wearing ancient vine armor and were very fierce in combat, their fighting spirit had already been shaken by this time.

There were so many Western Region soldiers around them besieging them. Even though they were wearing ancient vine armor, they felt that the enemy's weapons were like knives cutting their flesh.

Modo Moqiu held his precious sword in both hands. The pain in his palms made him feel as if his heart was being torn apart, but he still held the sword with a firm expression.

He knew that he had no way to retreat and was almost certain to die because Qin Yun would never accept his surrender.

But if he fights desperately, he might still have a chance to escape.

"kill!"

Moduo Moqiu fought with Qin Yun.

Although his palms were injured, the knife he held in both hands was still as steady as a rock.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and he kept swinging the sword in his hand. His swordsmanship became more and more ferocious, like a ferocious bear, pouring all his domineering power into every sword.

However, no matter how fierce Moduo and Moqiu were, they could no longer gain any advantage over Qin Yun.

Because Qin Yun was extremely serious at this time.

The battlefield on the other side was very tense. Qin Yun didn't want Okita Taro to escape, so he had to get rid of Modo Moqiu as soon as possible and then turn to deal with Okita Taro.

So Qin Yun had already used all his strength at this time.

when!

The sharp Denglong sword hit Modo Moqiu's sword hard. The sharp sword moves made Modo Moqiu feel a huge pressure.

Especially Qin Yun's sword moves were simple and clean, but each sword was aimed directly at the vital point, the sword was light and agile, and each sword caused Moduo and Moqiu to defend with all their strength.

But every time Modo Moqiu defended with all his might, Qin Yun's light and nimble sword moves would quickly shift the target and attack another vital point of Modo Moqiu.

After several exchanges like this, Moduo Moqiu became more and more exhausted, and his combat effectiveness also dropped to the limit. After fighting with Qin Yun, he could clearly feel the decline in his physical strength.

Moduo Moqiu showed a bitter smile on his face. It seemed that Qin Yun was planning to get rid of him as quickly as possible without leaving any chance.

However, he had already anticipated his own death, otherwise he would not have let Asa and Tachi each lead an elite army to break out separately.

As long as one team among the three of them can break out of this million-strong army, the Tabirons will still have hope.

If they were completely wiped out and the Tabilun tribe lost their young and middle-aged labor force, the consequences can be imagined.

Thinking of this, Modomoqiu turned his head and looked behind him. Tachi and Asa were still struggling hard, but they were still a little bit away from breaking out.

If he fell at this moment, Tachi and Asa would never have a chance to fight their way out.

"No! I can't fall down like this!" Modo Moqiu roared angrily in his heart.

At this moment, a cold, sharp and swift cold light attacked. Modo Moqiu was distracted and dodged quickly, but was still cut on the face by the sharp sword, so deep that the bones could be seen.

"what!"

Moduo Moqiu screamed wildly. Although he was injured, the beast in his heart was released. He decided that even if he died, he would try his best to stop Qin Yun.

"Brothers, stop Qin Yun's army! For the Tabirense tribe!"

Modo Moqiu rushed forward with a roar, his precious sword wielding violently, each blow more powerful than the last, and its power becoming more and more terrifying.

This sword technique of his is only for attack and not for defense. Now that Moduo Moqiu doesn't even care about his life, his sword technique is extremely compatible with him. His fighting power suddenly increases.

The surrounding Tabirense soldiers also roared in anger at this moment.

Moduo Moqiu's words made them realize that if they all died here today, their wives and children at home would undoubtedly be dead.

For the sake of their race, they would stop Qin Yun and others even if it meant death.

Under this terrifying explosive force, the fighting power of those Tabirense soldiers became more and more fierce, as if a fierce wave was hitting them hard.

Even generals like Mu Le who had gone around were affected and their pursuit was constantly delayed.

Qin Yun's face was as calm as water. He didn't expect that Moduo Moqiu and his army still had such explosive power at this time. They were indeed a terrifying army.

"But you can't escape!"

Qin Yun's expression suddenly turned cold, and the long sword in his hand seemed to tremble slightly at this moment, and all the strength in his body was gathering.

“It’s not yet certain who will win and who will lose!”

Modo Moqiu charged forward with a roar, the giant lizard under his crotch suddenly jumped up, and the sword he swung out was already his most powerful one.