The First Tyrant of Daxia

"But... but killing the emperor's adopted son and the martial arts champion is a great achievement, a bigger blow than killing 100,000 soldiers of the imperial court."

Snapped!

Huang Jiao slapped the general so hard that his nose started bleeding.

The people around were extremely fearful!

"The Queen Mother's order was issued by a great figure in the Central Plains. How can you speculate?"

Everyone was startled and nodded in agreement.

Then, Huang Jiao snorted coldly and looked at the imperial flag fluttering in the distance.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He said to himself, "Of course, it's not impossible to kill the emperor's adopted son and the top martial arts scholar."

"Wait for Grand Marshal He Ya to arrive, and then lure and kill this impulsive Major General Mu Le first!"

Upon hearing this, many generals' pupils widened and their expressions became stern!

Marshal He Ya, is he coming to Pancheng?

An unparalleled warrior, a ruthless man known for his sub-celestial power!

The emperor's adopted son, Mu Le, is in danger!

……

That night, in the chaotic Pancheng, a horrific offensive and defensive battle broke out again!

This time, Mu Le led an army of 70,000 alone to attack.

It looks like a situation where both the good and the bad are destroyed.

Shouts of killing reached the sky and arrows rained down like rain.

Corpses fell one after another, blood flowed like a river, dyeing the sky red.

suddenly!

There was a roar from under the Pan City, which had been under siege for a long time.

"retreat!"

"Retreat quickly!"

"General Mu Le, hit by six arrows!"

"Everyone retreat thirty miles, do not fight!"

The deafening sound continued to roar and finally spread to the entire army attacking the city.

The soldiers' faces changed drastically and their morale was in chaos!

The entire Shenji Camp and some Qinglong Guard soldiers abandoned their weapons and fled from the city.

It looked messy and disorderly, and there was even... a stampede, causing heavy losses.

Seeing this scene, the Xiliang army on the city wall burst into laughter.

"Hahaha!"

"The Daxia army is nothing but a bunch of dirt-coated chickens and clay dogs."

"Go and report to the Prime Minister quickly. Tell him that Mu Le is seriously injured and it's a special case. See if we should give chase!"

"Hurry, time waits for no one."

After a stick of incense.

Yan Zhong, who was hiding in the valley, suddenly stood up from the haystack.

A pair of sharp eyes showed a little disappointment.

Frowning, he said, "Alas, the Xiliang army didn't chase them out after all. If they didn't chase them, could it be that someone in the court really informed on them?"

He clenched his fists and banged them.

At this time, Mu Le arrived.

He stood tall and straight, with a resolute expression, and showed no sign of injury.

"What to do now?"

Yan Zhong turned around, his face solemn, and said, "Ask Miss Xiang Shengnan to take a secret letter back to remind His Majesty."

"Then, we can only try other methods to attack the city."

Mu Le had no choice but to nod.

Gritting his teeth, he said, “These bastards are trying to defend Pancheng. It’s really hard to deal with them.”

"If they dare to open the city gates and fight, what is there to fear from 200,000 soldiers and horses?"

The next day, early in the morning.

Mu Le and Yan Zhong began to shout and curse, trying to provoke the anger of the defenders in the city and get them to go out of the city to fight.

He cursed from day till afternoon and never stopped.

But the troops stationed in the city did not move at all, they just stayed inside and refused to come out.

until evening.

The sun sets in the west, the weapons are broken and the flags are shattered.

The blood-stained city gate finally opened slowly.

But it was not the imagined army of thousands, but only one man and one horse!

The scary thing is that this man could carry an 800-jin spear on his shoulders with ease, as if he were walking on flat ground.

He rode out alone, fearless, his dark green armor gleaming in the setting sun, so dazzling, so majestic.

Have fun for a while in the big tent.

Soldiers from the Shenji Camp are running over!

"Report!"

"Reporting to the two generals, someone from Xiliang has left the city. He is a general who is eight feet tall and seems to have a high military rank!"

"He specifically asked General Mule to attend the meeting, and also said..."

Mu Le frowned: "What did he say? Stop wasting time!"

The soldiers were embarrassed and said: "Reply General, he, he said he wanted to take your head to see if Daxia's Shenwei General is worthy of his name."

"It also says that generals will fight against generals, one man at a time, within a five-mile radius, and neither side can bring troops."

boom!

Mu Le Dun's halberd caused the stone slab to crack!

The soldiers were shocked.

"Humph!"

"You bastard, you want to take my head. I just had no place to vent my anger, and now he comes to die."

"He is as cowardly as a mouse. He cannot lead troops within five miles. Take me with you to kill him."

Yan Zhong frowned and asked suspiciously, how could anyone take the initiative to fight Mu Le alone?

Mu Le saw his worry and asked, "Brother Yan, what are you afraid of?"

"Without troops from both sides, they can't assassinate me. Don't you still believe in my ability?"

"Kill one of his generals to boost morale first."

Hearing this, Yan Zhong pondered and finally nodded.

One-on-one, he didn't believe anyone could beat Mu Le.

He reminded: "Then you must not pursue the enemy, fight quickly and return quickly."

"OK!"

"Order the three armies to watch the battle from a distance. I, the general, will use my Fang Tian Hua Ji to drink the general's blood!"

Mu Le's eyes were sharp and he was full of energy!

As he walked, his sleeves were like thunder, and his momentum alone was enough to crush those so-called generals.

But no one expected it.

Mu Le will meet the "strongest enemy" in his life!

After a while, Mu Le arrived five miles away from Pancheng.

The soldiers of both sides watched the battle from a distance, it was a dark mass and the sound of drums was deafening!

"General Shenwei will win!"

"General, kill this rat!"

Roaring and shaking.

The momentum is as great as a decisive battle.

A breeze blew, ruffling the armor. Mu Le looked extremely calm, even a little unrestrained, and walked slowly over with his Fang Tian Hua Ji in hand.

Less than a hundred meters away, he stopped and came face to face with the Xiliang general.

Just one glance!

Mu Le narrowed his eyes and was secretly shocked!

That spear was not simple, it was very heavy, and an ordinary general could not lift it at all.

He himself was born with supernatural powers, so he could see the extraordinaryness of it at a glance and couldn't help but put away some of his contempt.

Qin Yun's earnest teachings rang in my ears. There are mountains beyond mountains, and people beyond people. Even a lion will use all its strength to fight a rabbit. Don't take it lightly.

"Tell me your name." He said coldly.

The Xiliang general opposite had a grin on his face, showing a hint of smile, without any trace of solemnity.

The cheeks were raised as if carved by a knife, and the eyes were like eagle eyes!

"My name is He Ya. I have heard of the name of your country's mighty general, so I couldn't help but want to learn from him."

"Don't worry, there's no one behind me. Let's have a fair fight."

Hear this!

The anger that Mu Le had been suppressing for many days finally erupted.

With a pointed Fang Tian Hua Ji, trembling sounds spread out!

He cursed: "You bastard!"

"Stop putting on airs in front of me. The land I'm standing on is the land of Daxia!"

"Your Xiliang is also my foster father's Xiliang!"

"Why do you say your country? Be careful or I'll slap you in the face!"

He Ya's eyes turned cold, he clenched the 800-jin spear, and chuckled faintly: "You are the first person who dares to say that you will smash my face."

"I have to say, you are just as arrogant as your adoptive father."

"But after today, I'm afraid no one will dare to scold me, He Ya."

Murderous intent burst out from Mu Le's eyes, and he roared domineeringly: "Asshole, you are not allowed to scold my foster father!!"

"Can't I smash your face?"

"die!!"

Zheng!

He drew the bow quickly, and the 500-jin bow was fully drawn in an instant.