The First Tyrant of Daxia

On the mountain top, the wind and snow were howling.

All I heard was Wang Min giving an order.

"Surround three and let one go!"

And then, she left!

She seemed to have no interest in A Le and no longer wanted to take revenge on Qin Yun.

The Xiliang generals looked at each other in confusion, but did not dare to ask more questions.

Isn't the tactic of "surround three and let one go" clearly intended to minimize losses and give the enemy a way out?

……

Climb the city.

The drum beats were deafening, and the Zhenbei Army was making frequent moves, causing a huge commotion.

It even looks like "I'm going to attack the city."

"Report!"

"There has been no unusual movement in Pancheng. Even the cities along the Xiliang border have not mobilized troops to encircle and suppress the Shenji Camp."

Hearing this, although it was good news, King Zhenbei showed doubt.

Why was there so much fighting on Madao and the princess was about to be kidnapped, but Xiliang didn't seem to be in a panic?

The normal reaction would be to withdraw some troops or form an encirclement!

"That's all."

"If we don't mobilize troops, Ah Le will be more relaxed!"

"Pass on my order, 30,000 Northern Guard troops, go to the snowy mountains to support the Shenji Camp!"

"All soldiers of Pancheng are ready to attack the city and save Zhao from Wei!"

The brief words revealed the steadiness of a veteran.

The snowy mountain is the path found by Qin Yun's spies. The road is bumpy and if you are not careful, you will fall to your death.

Or an avalanche!

The army didn't dare to pass at all.

But Ale did it.

At the foot of the snow-capped mountains, there is a river called "Deyi River".

The soldiers, their lower bodies immersed in blood, were completely unaware of the cold.

Most of the exposed upper bodies were injured and blood was constantly oozing out, but there was no trace of pain on their faces.

Back to back, a total of more than 1,800 people, guarded the middle carriage.

These are the soldiers of the Shenji Camp. Those who are still able to breathe are all here.

Originally, after crossing the snow-capped mountains, they could ride away on horseback and enter the territory of King Zhenbei, or directly fight their way back to the interior of the country.

But at the last moment, he was caught up!

Sima Zongqin led 30,000 elite troops and surrounded the place.

A Le fought his way out of Wang Min's encirclement and joined the main force, but was trapped in a deep encirclement.

Trying to shake it off is no use because that's the way the terrain is.

Sima Zong's fierce horse neighed and he rode out.

There was murderous intent in his eyes.

"Little thief, I don't care how you got into Xiliang!"

"It doesn't matter how you escaped the pursuers and rushed to our aid."

"I, Sima Zong, will only give you one chance. Return my bride and dismount and surrender!"

"Kneel three times and kowtow nine times, begging for the governor's forgiveness!"

The words fell.

Thousands of soldiers and horses from Xiliang shouted in unison: "Dismount and surrender, kneel three times and kowtow nine times!"

"Get off your horse and surrender, kneel three times and kowtow nine times!"

The sound shook the sky and was filled with murderous intent.

A smile appeared on Ah Le's resolute and indifferent face, with blood stains on it, which made people's scalps tingle.

"Your bride?"

"Who gave permission?"

"My foster father has summoned the princess and might even make her his queen. How dare you be so presumptuous!"

The soldiers of the Shenji Camp, enduring the cold and pain, laughed out loud: "Hahaha!"

That laughter touched Sima Zong's sensitive nerves.

His face turned livid, he clenched his fists and roared, "Your godfather, who the hell is he!"

"You dare to steal the bride of my Sima Zong? Are you and the dog emperor ready to bear the wrath of my Great Xiliang?!"

Ale responded sharply.

With a hoarse voice, he roared even louder: "Who the hell do you think you are!"

"Is your Xiliang anger scary?"

"If it weren't for my foster father's order, I would have killed my way through your central army tent right now!"

Sima Zong was furious and cursed: "Dog emperor, dog emperor!"

"You and I have nothing to do with each other!"

He glared at Ah Le and said, "Put the princess back, and I will fight you fair and square!"

"I want to see how capable you are, little brat!"

Ah Le's eyes are sharp and he has an innate pride.

He said disdainfully: "The princess is the person that my foster father wants. If you want someone, why don't you go forward and try?"

His arrogant attitude made it hard to imagine that he was the one being surrounded and in crisis.

The generals of the Xiliang Army began to curse angrily.

"ordinary man!"

"You little brat, how shameless of you to speak so arrogantly!"

"..."

Sima Zong lost his last bit of patience and pointed his finger.

"kill!"

"Kill them all for me, the commander-in-chief, until not a single piece of armor remains!"

"I want to let the dog emperor know that I, Sima Zong, am not someone to be trifled with. This brat must pay with blood!"

The expressions of several generals changed slightly.

"Grand Commander, the princess is still in their hands. What if they kill her?"

"Yes, if anything happens to the princess and the Zazahar tribe finds out, their leader will probably be unhappy."

Zheng!

The angry Sima Zong didn't care about anything else.

He drew his sword and pointed it at his own people.

"Are you guys freaking afraid of death?"

"Can't you hear the orders of this governor?"

"This governor cannot care less. I must make these ignorant dogs die under the snowy mountains and give the dog emperor a slap in the face!"

"Even if a prairie princess dies, it doesn't matter!"

"Otherwise, how will people in the world view me?"

Several generals looked displeased.

They were already disunited, and now seeing Sima Zong so impatient, they sighed in their hearts and decided that it would be better for him to follow Wang Min.

But they did not dare to say it openly, for fear of Sima Zong's sword.

Integrate the army and start encirclement and massacre immediately!

suddenly!

The voice of Princess Cha Ming was heard from the huge carriage on the grassland that was protected by the Shenji Camp.

A hint of dissatisfaction and scolding.

"Sima Zong!"

"Aren't you afraid that my father will be unhappy if you do this?"

"A person like you is not worthy of being called the number one warrior in Xiliang, and you will never be recognized by the grasslands!"

Hearing this, the Xiliang generals looked hesitant and looked at Sima Zong again.

After all, with the death of this princess, the alliance will surely collapse, and the Zazahar tribe might even become hostile to Xiliang because of this.

Sima Zong's expression flickered.

He said in a cold voice: "You are my fiancée. I will not give up on you. Otherwise, I would not lead the army to chase you."

"When two armies charge, swords have no eyes."

"You should also be proud of your sacrifice."

"Xiliang will never forget you!"

The princess in the carriage.

Although she was not a woman from a big country, she was still the jewel of a tribe and could not bear such humiliation.

Directly curse.

"Stop talking righteously and get out of here!"

"We haven't even gotten married yet, and I feel sick about being involved with someone like you. Even the great god of the prairie would be ashamed!"

"After all, you're not even a man!"

"Once I am free, I will gather the warriors from the grasslands and destroy your Xiliang city wall!"

Upon hearing this, Sima Zong's face turned pale as if he had eaten a dead fly.

What was originally a good marriage has ended up like this.

He was filled with rage and hated Qin Yun to death.

"Dog Emperor, Dog Emperor, it's all your fault!"

"I'm going to make you pay the price!"