The First Tyrant of Daxia

"My Lord, what is the meaning of doing this?"

"Mobilizing a large army to deliberately scare the emperor away?" someone among the Twelve Generals of Yanyun asked in confusion.

Qin Ci didn't look back, his back looked desolate.

"I am just afraid that my brother will continue to ask questions. He has already seen the doubts."

"Suspicion? What should we do now?"

Qin Ci looked back suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot, but he felt much more relaxed because his only worry had just been sent away.

His eyes swept over every senior leader of the Youzhou army, with scrutiny and yet a tenderness that comes from being a tough guy.

"You have followed me for more than ten years. You are as close as brothers and sisters, sharing life and death with me."

"Now, I have one last favor to ask of you."

"Can you promise?"

Upon hearing this, the Youzhou cavalry changed color.

Some of the Twelve Generals of Yanyun spoke one after another, with worried looks in their eyes.

"My Lord, why did you say the last thing?"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Why are you acting weird today?"

Qin Ci repeated: "Can you agree to this?"

"of course can!"

"We swear to follow the prince till death. Let alone a request, even if we have to go through fire and water and march to the imperial capital, I will not blink an eye!"

"That's right. We are willing to follow you till death. Speak now!"

"..."

Everyone was excited, and their eyes reflected a strong fighting spirit and powerful admiration.

Listening to the deafening sound, Qin Ci smiled, a complicated and bitter smile.

Then his eyes gradually became sharp.

He said in a deep voice: "Okay, if that's the case, then I won't hide it from you guys anymore."

"I only let you come here because none of you have any connection with the clans. I can rest assured."

"This time, I am not going to attack Jingzhou, but the clans!"

Hearing this, everyone's pupils trembled.

Exclaimed: "Move the gate valve?"

"My Lord, what are you talking about?"

"Why do we have to touch the powerful families? They are our allies, Your Majesty. If the powerful families fall, we will not be able to defeat the imperial capital."

The eyes of the Twelve Generals of Yanyun were filled with confusion, surprise, and even shock!

Why would the prince, who has always protected the aristocratic families, turn his guns against them at this time?

You must know that the aristocratic families have now assembled a large army and have penetrated deep into Youzhou, planning to join forces to capture Jingzhou and force the emperor to abdicate!

Did the prince deliberately let the aristocratic army in?

……

An hour later.

Qin Yun and his troops have safely entered Jingzhou.

The tense atmosphere disappeared, replaced by a heaviness.

Now that the idea of ​​persuading surrender has completely failed, we will have to fight a tough battle next.

Faced with Youzhou's 200,000 cavalry and the terrifying background of many powerful families, even the emperor might not be able to gain an advantage.

Seeing that Qin Yun was in a bad mood.

Tong Wei took the initiative to speak: "Brother Emperor, he is unwilling to admit his mistakes and surrender. He is ignorant of what is good for him, and you are not wrong."

"Next, no matter what you do, you must have a good reason and you will not lose money. You will be worthy of your ancestors."

Qin Yun's eyes flickered slightly, and he was ready to speak.

At this moment, suddenly several life-saving cries were heard in a very suppressed voice, as if there were layers of obstructions, and the voices were not clear.

Then, banging sounds were heard from the carriage.

Everyone looked towards the carriage with suspicion.

Qin Yun's eyes narrowed, and then he was surprised. That was the carriage that Qin Ci used to deliver things.

There's someone inside!!

"not good!"

He keenly sensed that something was wrong and was sure that someone was shouting inside.

He suddenly jumped off the horse and rushed forward with big strides.

Thousands of Jinyiwei and Shenjiying soldiers dismounted from their horses.

"What's in it?"

"Are there any living things?"

Qin Yun yelled, "Come quickly, move these things away, there are people inside!"

Suddenly, the Jinyiwei rushed over with quick eyes and hands, and moved the piled up boxes away in no time.

Deep inside the carriage, there was a large vermilion box with many holes in it, as if for people to breathe.

Qin Yun was confused and anxious!

He suddenly opened the box.

There was actually a child inside.

He was seven or eight years old, with a fair and tender face, and looked very similar to Shunxun Prince Qin Ci.

At this moment, he opened his eyes wide with innocence, looked timidly at the thousands of eyes around him, stood in the box, and did not dare to speak for a moment.

"This, this, this..."

Everyone was shocked and confused, and there was an uproar.

Why did King Shunxun send out a child?

Only a few people knew the inside story and their faces changed drastically.

"True!"

Qin Yun blurted out with a shocked expression.

This is the son of Qin Ci and Wei Hongyin.

"Uncle Emperor."

Although Qin Zhen was young, he knew people and quickly bowed, appearing to be very obedient.

"Zhen'er, why are you here?"

"Did you get into this box because you wanted to play?" Qin Yun quickly picked him up and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Prince Ning and the others opened their eyes wide. This was the only explanation for the child's appearance.

But Qin Zhen's eyes were clear, and he said seriously, "No, Uncle Emperor, it was my father who asked me to stay in here."

"He said that this way he could find my mother."

"He also told me to follow Uncle Emperor carefully, not to cry, not to make a fuss, and to be obedient!"

"I didn't cry or make a fuss. I just stayed inside quietly until the carriage stopped and then I made a sound."

He was very serious and at only seven or eight years old, he had already begun to show the boldness and carefulness of a prince.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the audience was stunned.

What do you mean?

King Shunxun is so hostile and sensitive, and he wants to give away his own son. Isn't he afraid of being threatened?

Only Qin Yun fell silent.

One second, two seconds...

"not good!!"

His face suddenly changed, he cried out in shock, and the hairs on his body almost stood on end!

"Something bad will happen to him! Something bad will happen to him!"

Qin Yun roared loudly, as if possessed by a demon: "No wonder, no wonder he has been staring at the carriage with a complicated expression, he is going to entrust his son to someone else!"

"He did it on purpose, deliberately discrediting himself so that I can justify the attack on Youzhou."

"Without the child, he has no worries and can do whatever he wants. Is he seeking death, or is he trying to fulfill my wish?"

The incoherent speech made the people there even more suspicious, but also nervous.

Qin Yu, Feng Lao and other people who knew the inside story had their pupils shrink and gradually understood!

"Brother, what should I do?"

"I said, Eleventh Brother is not that kind of person. He must be hiding something."

"He's so uncharacteristic!"

"Why do I feel like he was making arrangements for his funeral arrangements not long ago..." King Ning Qin Yu's face turned pale and he deeply regretted what he had just said.

Old Feng's face was serious, his cloudy eyes flickered: "Your Majesty, what you said is very likely!"

Qin Yun's scalp exploded!

"quick!"

"Pass on my order, the entire army will leave the city and attack Youzhou!"

"We must find King Shunxun and not let anything happen to him!"

"Uncle Emperor, what happened to my father? He said he was just going to do something and would come to see me." Qin Zhen said naively.

Qin Yun and Ning Wang Qin Yu felt conflicted.

Sending away his only son, Prince Shunxun must have something important to do.

"Tong Wei, you stay in Jingzhou and take good care of Zhen'er!"

Qin Yun handed the child to Tong Wei, feeling extremely anxious, as a bad thought gradually consumed him.

Eleventh brother, you can't seek death! !

He roared in his heart.