The First Tyrant of Daxia

The soldier who reported the news broke out in a sweat.

"Of the three major tribes, Tengshe and Dalilun have been destroyed, and all the tribesmen have been slaughtered."

"Only the Zazahar tribe, which was supported by the Jiangnan government soldiers, was able to escape."

"But two days ago, Chief Cha Mingmu led 80,000 people in the Yimu Mountain Valley and was surrounded by nine tribes. Now their lives or deaths are unknown!"

Hearing this, Qin Yun's face turned pale.

Civil and military officials were also discussing the matter and were outraged.

You know, the three major tribes surrendered to the imperial court and depended on Daxia, but now they are being directly exterminated. Isn't this a slap in the face of Daxia?

next second.

Another sentence from the soldier who reported the news pushed everyone's anger to a climax!

"Your Majesty, there is..."

"The 50,000 Jiangnan soldiers led by General Li Mu were also surrounded and intercepted."

"General Li Mu, unfortunately died in battle..."

The entire Tai Chi Hall was in complete chaos as if it had been struck by lightning!

"Bastard!" Qin Yun cursed, his fingers tightly gripping the table.

The faces of the civil and military officials turned red and they were furious.

"These grassland barbarians are too arrogant. Your Majesty, the court must fight back!"

"I'm so angry!"

"General Daxia, they dare to kill him. They really don't take our great Daxia seriously, do they?"

"I request that the troops be dispatched immediately!"

"Revenge for General Li Mu!!"

"..."

When the scolding passed.

A minister stood up and asked worriedly: "Your Majesty, Xiliang is still at war. Are you sure you want to attack the grassland?"

"Fighting like this may have many disadvantages."

Qin Yun glanced at him coldly and scolded him.

"You mean to leave me indifferent?"

"How do people in the world view me?"

"How can we comfort the soul of General Li Mu in heaven?!"

"How can I be a king, huh?!!"

The minister was asked questions continuously and was frightened so much that his face turned pale. He stepped back and almost fell down.

Qin Yun swept through the hall, looking mighty and domineering, with the aura of an emperor who had the final say!

"There is no need to discuss this matter further!"

"Revenge must be taken!"

"Wei must be established!"

"I must save the Zazahar tribe as well, and I will personally supervise this battle!"

Upon hearing this, the ministers' eyes became stern.

"Your Majesty, are you going to the grassland?"

Qin Yun knew that they would not agree to let him go to the grassland.

Then he said: "I will not go to the grassland, but I will go to Pancheng and use it as a temporary palace to command the war."

"Kou Tianxiong!"

"Chen, here!"

"You must leave immediately, take my order to Tongguan and other places, and mobilize the troops. You must set out tonight."

"Yes!" Kou Tianxiong said heavily.

Civil and military officials all frowned, not understanding why His Majesty had to supervise the battle in person, but no one objected.

Because Pancheng is already the territory of the imperial court and there are hundreds of thousands of troops stationed there, there should be no danger.

Then, in a tense atmosphere, the map was brought up.

The Minister of War, Zhao Heng, stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, please look."

"The Yimu Mountain Valley is located in the heart of the grassland. To the north are the territories of the nine major tribes, to the south are the counties of Youzhou, and to the west is Pancheng."

"I think it would be better to hurry up and order General Mu Le to send troops to help first?"

Qin Yun took a look, his eyes sparkling with brilliance.

"allow!"

"Immediately convey my order, have Xiao Jian stay in Pancheng, and have Mu Le send out the troops. I will be there shortly."

Gu Chuntang stepped forward and said softly, "Your Majesty, the combined strength of the nine tribes is at least 300,000."

"Can we fight in this situation?"

"Even if we can fight, food...?"

Hearing this, Qin Yun took a deep breath.

It’s not that Gu Chuntang was saying discouraging things, it’s just that food has always been a big problem.

Qin Yun's eyes couldn't help but sweep around slightly, finally looking at Li Mi in the corner of the Taiji Hall.

"Duke Shen, there is still one day left in the five-day deadline."

"I need to rush to the grassland to help. The soldiers need to fill their stomachs. When will the food you promised arrive?"

Li Mi looked a little wary of him, lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, I will definitely deliver it tomorrow."

"But if we transport it to the grassland, I'm afraid the daylilies will be cold, right?"

Qin Yun snorted lightly: "I won't bother you, Lord Shen, with that. The food will be delivered to the imperial capital at noon tomorrow. I will make my own arrangements."

Li Mi bowed his head, clasped his hands and said, "Yes, I will obey your order!"

But at the moment he lowered his head, no one noticed that there was a hint of resentment and malice in his experienced eyes!

He was a Duke, but he was beaten up by Qin Yun in the court not long ago and lost so much money and grain. He lost all his face and prestige.

He swore to take revenge!

Subsequently.

In the Taiji Hall, the possibility of a grassland war was discussed.

The ministers expressed their opinions and finally came up with a detailed plan.

After the morning court session, Qin Yun hurried back to the imperial study to report on important matters of the court after he left.

But halfway there.

At the end of the long palace, Cha Ming Wei Rou rushed over.

She is still as exotic and beautiful as ever, wearing a palace dress, yet she has the gentleness of a Han Chinese girl.

But at this moment, those deep blue eyes were slightly red, and her jade-like face was extremely pale and worried.

Obviously, she knew about the grassland.

Qin Yun was angry and turned around to glare at the people around him.

"Who told Lady Cha Ming?!"

All the close ministers looked panicked and shook their heads.

"Your Majesty, I know this myself. It is none of their business."

Cha Ming Wei Rou ran over, knelt down with a plop, and two lines of tears rolled down her cheeks. This rather wild princess of the grassland cried for the first time.

"Your Majesty, I heard that you are going to send troops to the grassland. Can you take me with you?"

"I want to save my father and my people."

The trembling voice is heartbreaking.

She was a woman who shed blood but not tears. I don't know where she heard the news that the Zazahar tribe was under siege and was about to be exterminated.

"Ugh."

He sighed, reached out to wipe the tears from her snow-white face, and then helped her up.

"It's not convenient to talk here. Come with me to the imperial study."

Cha Ming Wei Rou was very anxious, her brows were furrowed, and she opened her red lips and wanted to say something, but Qin Yun did not give her a chance.

In this way, the two came to the imperial study.

All the palace maids, eunuchs, and close ministers were waiting outside.

"boom."

Cha Ming Weirou knelt down again, tears streaming down her face: "Your Majesty, please don't lie to me."

"The Teng Snake tribe has been annihilated, how could my father still be alive and well!"

Qin Yun frowned and reached out to pull her up, but she was very stubborn, as if she would not get up unless he agreed.

"Yes, there have been earth-shaking changes on the grassland."

"But my imperial decree has been issued. Mu Le will send 30,000 troops from Pancheng to support the Zazahar tribe as soon as possible."

"I will also go to Pancheng to supervise the battle, so don't worry."

Cha Ming Weirou bit her red lips, raised her head and said bravely: "Then please take me with you, Your Majesty."

"I was born and raised by the Zazahar tribe. I cannot stand idly by in the face of such a disaster."

Qin Yun pinched his brows and said helplessly.

"But what can you, a woman, do?"

"Do you still want to go into battle and kill the enemy?"

"If this gets to other people's ears, they will impeach you again. Don't worry, just stay in the palace. I promise to rescue your people."

He originally thought that these words would make Cha Ming Wei Rou feel more at ease.

result……

Cha Ming Wei Rou pulled out an exquisite emerald dagger from her waist and quickly pressed the blade against her neck.

Qin Yun's expression was out of control.

"what are you doing!!"

He stretched out his hand suddenly, anxiously, to snatch the dagger.