The First Tyrant of Daxia

The battle between Qin Yun and the Jinyiwei and the Blood Soldiers was about to break out.

"Roar!"

The blood soldiers roared and rushed over, with a crazy, violent, wild and extremely terrifying aura following. In an instant, they were like a herd of mad bulls, rushing straight towards Qin Yun and the Jinyiwei.

"kill!"

Qin Yun roared like thunder, without any hesitation, holding the Denglong Sword, and killed directly.

The Jinyiwei followed closely behind, spreading out like a long line.

They still acted in groups of three, but now the Jinyiwei were facing many more enemies and the pressure they were under was terrifying.

However, their mission was not to kill those Jinyiwei, but to stop those bloody soldiers and prevent them from rushing over and harming the people.

In this way, the difficulty of the battle is reduced a lot, but after all, they are terrifying blood soldiers. Even if you find a way to stop them, it is very difficult. If you are not careful at all, you may be killed by the blood soldiers.

Qin Yun held the Denglong Sword in his hand, fighting with great ferocity, and fought with the blood soldiers.

Several blood soldiers suddenly pounced out and attacked like tigers. Qin Yun quickly turned around and dodged. His light and agile figure directly avoided the blood soldiers' crazy attacks.

However, his counterattack instantly left several wounds on the blood soldiers, hitting their vital points with incredible accuracy, and the blood soldiers died on the spot.

Before Qin Yun could even breathe a sigh of relief, the blood soldiers behind him came one after another, and even more terrifying attacks instantly enveloped Qin Yun.

Qin Yun's expression remained unchanged. Facing those terrifying blood soldiers, he fought and dodged. While dodging the blood soldiers' fierce attacks, he simultaneously used extremely sharp sword moves, instantly hitting the blood soldiers' hearts.

puff!

The sharp Denglong Sword directly pierced the blood soldier's chest and destroyed his heart. Their weaknesses lie in their heart and head. After their heart was destroyed, their bodies quickly deflated like a balloon.

The Jinyiwei around were also fighting bloody battles.

They worked in groups of three, cooperating with each other with great tacit understanding, dodging the attacks of the blood soldiers around them. As for those that they could not avoid, they also found ways to resist them.

Even when facing tens of thousands of bloody soldiers, these more than 300 Jinyiwei still had no fear in their hearts, only high will to fight.

"Brothers, kill!"

Han Xuan kept roaring, and the straight knife in his hand never stopped, constantly leaving wounds on the blood soldiers.

The rest of the Jinyiwei also roared under the leadership of Han Xuan, as if to give themselves courage in their hearts. Their fighting spirit became more and more intense, and they were not afraid at all.

"kill!"

The Jinyiwei were so powerful and nimble that the attacks of the blood soldiers could not catch up with them. While dodging, the Jinyiwei would seize the opportunity to attack, often injuring the blood soldiers.

However, being injured is just a trivial matter for the blood soldiers.

Their sense and fear of pain had long been swallowed up.

Now the Jinyiwei's combat goal is to stop these blood soldiers, not to eliminate them, so even if the blood soldiers are not killed, it is not a very important matter for the Jinyiwei.

More importantly, you have to find a way to stop the blood soldiers and survive at the same time.

Although merit is important and related to their promotion, after all, only the top ten people can receive Qin Yun's reward and be promoted to a hundred or thousand households!

But in comparison, one's own life is definitely more important. Otherwise, even if one has achieved merit and become a hundred or thousand households of the Jinyi Guards, one will not have a life to enjoy it.

On the castle terrace.

Basman looked at Qin Yun's actions on the street with some surprise, his eyes fixed on him.

Then, he said in surprise: "What does Qin Yun mean? He dares to block the blood soldiers and the people with only a few hundred people? Is he planning to stop the blood soldiers with these hundreds of people?"

Okita Taro said in a deep voice: "If you think he can't do such a thing, then he will do it anyway. Qin Yun never plays by the rules."

"Oh my God!"

Basman opened his mouth in surprise: "There are as many as 30,000 blood soldiers, and each of them is extremely fierce. Qin Yun dares to stop these blood soldiers with only 300 people?"

Okita Taro nodded thoughtfully: "I'm afraid Qin Yun really wants to do this. He has already been in a melee with the blood soldiers. His purpose should be to try to stop my blood soldiers."

"After all, for Qin Yun, as long as he stops my blood soldiers, he can let the people of Lakarel City escape from the city. After having room to move, his Western Region army can rush over and crush my blood soldiers."

"You have a point. But..."

Basman's elegant image was somewhat out of control: "With only 300 people, Qin Yun dared to lead them to fight against the blood soldiers? He is simply a madman!"

Okita Taro shook his head: "No, this is the only way to solve the problem at the moment. If I were Qin Yun, I would also stand between the blood soldiers and the people and let the people leave the city first."

"However, I will not go up to fight with only 300 people. I will have to bring at least 5,000 people to be safe. Otherwise, it will be impossible to resist the attack of the blood soldiers."

If it were him, he would lead an army to kill his way through some of the civilians, and then establish a line of defense between the blood soldiers and the civilians to isolate the blood soldiers from killing.

However, doing so might cause more panic among the people and would be extremely laborious. After all, these were not just a bunch of bugs, but hundreds of thousands of people.

Okita Taro sighed: "From this point of view, I lost this time. Qin Yun's courage is not as good as mine."

Basman laughed and said, "Although he is very courageous, how can 300 people defeat 30,000 blood soldiers? A hundred times difference cannot be made up easily."

Taro Okita also felt that Basman's analysis was correct, and turned his attention to Qin Yun and the three hundred Jinyiwei on the street.

The back of the street was very close to the city lord's mansion. The faces of Taro Okita and Basman on the castle could almost be seen, and their voices also reached Qin Yun's ears.

But at this moment, Qin Yun had no intention of paying any attention to them.

Because there are more and more blood soldiers around, their targets have been locked on Qin Yun and the surrounding Jinyiwei.

After losing the people of Lacarell as their target, they could only vent their madness and bloodthirstiness on Qin Yun and the Jinyiwei.

Okita Taro even ordered: "Kill them!"