The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun did not force Xuan Yunzi to say anything.

He said slowly: "My worry comes from fighting among brothers."

"I have no burden in killing Lao Jiu, because he is seeking death on his own and has done too many treasonous things."

"But the eleventh brother is different. He is my biological brother, and..."

He paused.

"Besides, I don't really believe that Qin Ci is that kind of conspirator."

There was no emotion on Xuan Yunzi's handsome face, and he listened patiently and calmly.

"Since Your Majesty has already made up his mind, why are you so worried?"

Qin Yun said: "I have found out something."

"The clues point to him."

"I am afraid that he is too young and might be coerced by evil people and lose his mind."

Xuan Yunzi smiled, revealing a row of big white teeth. He truly had a sense of detachment from the world and a sense of calmness filled with the power of Taoism.

"I guess the traitor your majesty is talking about is from a noble family, right?"

Qin Yun nodded calmly.

Xuan Yunzi sighed: "Since ancient times, imperial power and family power have been mutually reinforcing and mutually exclusive. If you don't hold on to it, you will be bitten by a tiger. If you hold on too tightly, you will hurt yourself."

"It is understandable that Your Majesty is worried."

"But you are not a fish, so how can you know the joy of a fish?"

"After all... everyone has different perspectives, so some conflicts of ideas are inevitable."

Hearing this, Qin Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, emitting a sharp light!

In the blur, he seemed to understand!

Then he looked at Xuan Yunzi deeply.

Although he is young, his Taoist charm is amazing, and his true meaning can be seen in his silent conversation!

"Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading."

"I have decided to go to Youzhou in person and have a good chat with Prince Shunxun!"

Xuan Yunzi did not say anything, but took out a brocade bag from his arms.

"Your Majesty, Youzhou is adjacent to the grassland and Xiliang, and is indeed a chaotic place."

"Take this with you. If anything unexpected happens there, just open it. It may help you."

Qin Yun looked at the brocade bag, then glanced at him and slowly took it.

"What have you figured out?"

Xuan Yunzi smiled bitterly: "I really don't have this..."

"You can take it with you. It won't do any harm."

Qin Yun looked at him deeply and said, "If this brocade bag of yours can really save lives, I would like to call you a half-immortal."

A black line appeared on Xuan Yunzi's handsome forehead.

"..."

Huyanbi grassland is endless.

The blue sky and clear water, what a paradise on earth.

In the distance, there was a prairie woman running quickly, holding a swaddled baby.

She was panicked, out of breath, and kept looking back as if someone was chasing her.

Bang!

Because she ran too fast, she accidentally fell down.

She hugged the baby tightly to prevent it from getting bumped, but the baby still cried.

The howling sounds pierced the sky.

"Shh!"

The woman was so frightened that she tried to cover the baby's mouth with her hands, but it was useless.

In desperation, she could only lift up her clothes and feed the baby.

But next second.

A sturdy bearded Hu man, riding a tall horse, came leaping over!

The scimitar in his hand slashed down mercilessly.

A sting.

The breastfeeding woman's head fell to the ground without even a scream.

The Hu man had a ferocious look on his face, with a hint of complacency in his green eyes. He then used a knife to open the woman's body. The crying baby was already stained red with blood.

There was a hint of excitement on his face!

Another knife went down, not even sparing the baby in swaddling clothes, how cruel is that? !

The crying stopped!

The Hu people laughed wildly and shouted, "The Teng Snake Tribe will vanish into thin air!"

"All descendants of the orthodox Teng Snake lineage shall be killed!"

"Hahaha!"

"The land and food belong to our East Turkestan tribe!"

Soon after, a group of grassland Hu cavalry appeared here, circling around the corpse, cheering and dancing!

The killing here is just a small microcosm of the grassland.

Ten miles away, the grassland was burning with flames of war.

The Tengshe tribe, which was affiliated with Qin Yun, was brutally exterminated!

No one of the bloodline related to the leader will come back alive.

Such things were not uncommon in the past. The grasslands were uncivilized and people only believed in the word "robbery".

Whoever has fertile land and whose tribal women can give birth will be coveted and even exterminated.

But this time, it's obviously not just about profit.

Because to the south of Huyanbi grassland is another tribe that is dependent on Qin Yun, the Dalilun tribe.

They were also invaded by several major tribes and even faced genocide.

The battle spread over dozens of miles.

There are two other battlefields. One is where the nine tribes on the grassland join forces to intercept the rescue of the Jiangnan government soldiers.

In another place, they were hunting down the Zazahar tribe.

A chaotic fight involving hundreds of thousands of people in multiple locations was such a horrible thing that the entire grassland was almost turned upside down!

until night.

The war on the grassland has finally calmed down a little!

On a huge grassland.

All the captives from the three major tribes were divided among the nine major tribes.

The women were taken away and the men were killed on the spot.

The cries and screams continued all night long.

The sky over the entire grassland was red, mosquitoes were flying and hovering over the pit of corpses, it was like purgatory!

The armies of the nine tribes gathered together to enjoy the spoils.

A leader shouted.

"Cha Mingmu, the traitor to the grassland and the gods, has led his people to the Yimu Mountain Canyon!"

"My fellow warriors, we still have one last step to go to cleanse the grassland of this dirty betrayal!!"

"What do you think we should do?!"

Countless prairie barbaric soldiers screamed, "Kill, kill, kill!"

"Grab! Grab! Grab!"

"Destroy the Zazahar tribe!"

"All the women, food, and cattle grazing land belong to our nine tribes!"

Another big shot stood up and yelled at the army, inciting the soldiers' emotions and making them hostile to Daxia.

"The grassland's affairs are guided by our grassland's gods!"

"The women of the grassland are conquered by our grassland warriors!"

"The land of the grassland will be ruled by us together!"

"If Daxia dares to interfere, what should we do?!"

The soldier's eyes were like those of an uncivilized beast, and he roared, "Then cut off the hand of the Great Xia court!!"

"..."

Afterwards, the genocide on the grassland continued. Women were snatched away as goods, and the men were left with no remains.

Whenever I see it, my heart trembles.

The siege of Pancheng was not even one-tenth as crazy as it is here.

Two days later.

In the Taiji Hall, the morning court was still being held.

"Repay...!"

"Your Majesty, it's bad. The nine tribes on the grassland are rioting!"

"Tengshe and the Dalilun tribes were destroyed one after another, leaving only the Zazahar tribe struggling to hold on. They are at the end of their rope!"

"Chief Cha Mingmu has asked for help several times..."

Anxious voices spread throughout every corner of the Tai Chi Hall.

All the civil and military officials were horrified and burst into chaos.

Qin Yun stood up from the dragon chair with his eyes wide open, his hands were clenched until they turned white, and they made a sound.

These bastards are really rebellious!!

He roared, "There are 50,000 soldiers from the Jiangnan Prefecture stationed there. Where are they?"

"Were the three major tribes destroyed or invaded? Tell me clearly!"