The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun put his hands behind his back, looked calmly at the rare sunny day, and took a deep breath.

Said: "I am sure!"

"We have already found out. The Turkic Khanate has just experienced the turmoil of a royal succession. A powerful official, Ashina Yuangu, supported the royal orthodox bloodline and has just ascended the throne of Khan."

"There are still princes causing chaos in their country. In addition, Yuangu is implementing reforms and all industries are waiting to be revived. It is basically impossible for them to participate in the short term."

"Even if they participate, it will be a small force."

Hearing this, Qin Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

The King of Zhenbei has been guarding the border for many years and has a keen sense of smell. At this moment, his brows are tightly knitted together and his face is full of worry.

"Alas, Daxia is in trouble these years, with internal and external troubles. These ambitious bastards really deserve to die!"

Qin Yun grinned, looking particularly cheerful: "As the saying goes, flowers bloom and fall at some point, one after another, we are not afraid!"

Prince Zhenbei and Prince Ning were stunned for a moment, then their worries were relieved and their brows relaxed.

"I am not as good as Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty's character is as solid as a rock!"

Qin Yun smiled and wanted to say something.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door. It was the Jinyiwei rushing over.

If they are running here breathlessly, then it must be something serious.

For a moment, Qin Yun's heart was slightly lifted.

The Jinyiwei leaned close to his ear and said quickly, "Your Majesty, the Queen of Xiliang really sent someone here, with 120 people accompanying her, and also brought a large amount of gold and silver."

"It seems that they really need to make a gesture to pay compensation."

Hearing this, Qin Yun raised the corners of his mouth into a cold and bloodthirsty arc!

When the Zhenbei King and the other two saw this smile, their scalps suddenly numbed and they looked at each other, very confused.

"Prince of Zhenbei, Sixth Brother, please go through the west gate. I will have someone escort you."

"Remember what I just told you!"

The two said seriously: "Yes!"

Qin Yu asked again tentatively: "Brother, what... happened?"

Qin Yun laughed: "Someone has traveled a thousand miles to deliver his head."

"I want to kill people, lots and lots of people!"

"At the same time, spread doubts to fool that vicious woman Wang Min!"

After saying this, he walked out with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, his black dragon robe revealing his depth and dominance.

King Zhenbei and Qin Yu were stunned where they were, and then they shuddered. Someone was going to be in trouble!

Not long after, the two secretly left Pancheng under protection and returned to their own garrison.

The south gate of Pancheng is the direction of Tianlang City.

A group of 120 soldiers were staying at the foot of the city. They were the Xiliang rebels.

Among them, ten were dressed in brocade robes, and judging from their aura, they should be civil servants.

The leader was tall and thin, wearing an official hat. He looked like a scholar, with knowledge and insight in his eyes.

With just one glance, Qin Yun knew that this person must be a man of great eloquence.

"Daliang delegation, meet the Emperor of Daxia!"

The middle-aged man in an official hat who was in the lead saluted Qin Yun in a very formal manner when he saw him from afar.

"Humph!"

"Daliang, where is the Daliang from?!" Qin Yun snorted coldly, his eyes were like knives, and he swept over with huge pressure as soon as they met.

There were more than a hundred people in the group, all of them looked confused and a little afraid!

After all, it was a case of "a thief meeting an official", and Qin Yun's reputation as a tyrant had long been well-known.

They were also afraid of being caught and made into steamed human meat buns, so the reason they came here to send silver as a test was simply because they did not dare to disobey the empress's orders.

Only one person calmed down after the panic.

It was the middle-aged man in the official hat who was leading the group. He bent over and forced a smile: "Your Majesty, this is just a joke."

"Although Daliang was founded late, we also announced it to the world and followed the etiquette of our ancestors. Your Majesty is unaware of it, so I'm afraid you are ignorant."

The eyes of all the soldiers in Pancheng turned cold, and they wished they could eat these bastards alive!

The mountains of corpses and seas of blood not long ago were created by them.

How dare I forget this grudge!

Qin Yun sneered, his eyes piercing like divine swords: "Xiliang is my territory. You rebels are so shameless to call yourself a founding nation. Do you have any shame?"

“How shameless!”

The generals, officers and soldiers of Daxia immediately showed their contempt without disguising it.

Some people even deliberately shouted: "Damn Daliang, those who His Majesty does not recognize are all a bunch of bastards!"

"Fuck it, just because you have two feathers, you think you are a phoenix, don't you look at what kind of bird you are?"

The soldiers' curses were rough, but also very satisfying. Qin Yun chuckled and did not stop them. Instead, he seemed to be indulging them.

The middle-aged man in the official hat and the more than one hundred people behind him had red faces and were extremely angry!

"Your Majesty, I am the Empress's special envoy, a national scholar from Daliang, Wu Yongzi!"

"Please be more polite when you speak!"

"You have to know that you invited us here!"

Wu Yongzi flicked his sleeves, his cheeks stiff, and he looked a bit like Wei Zheng, but the personalities of the two men were completely different.

"Wu Yongzi?"

"In my opinion, it's indeed useless!" Mu Le had a disdainful expression. He couldn't get over the death of 80,000 comrades in Pancheng!

"you!!"

Wu Yongzi was furious, and the Xiliang rebels were also furious, but when they saw that it was the mighty general Mu Le, they immediately lost their temper.

This is the man who fought with Marshal He Ya seven times and was the most powerful general under Qin Yun!

"Your Majesty, do you still want to discuss the withdrawal of troops?"

"The Empress is sincere. If your army is not sincere, then let's not talk about it. It's disrespectful to talk to such a group of soldiers!" Wu Yongzi retorted sarcastically.

Suddenly, the anger and hatred of countless generals in Pancheng were ignited.

"You wanna fucking die?!"

There were roars everywhere, and some generals with bloodshot eyes drew their swords, like bandits ready to kill someone, it was extremely terrifying!

The 120 Xiliang rebels trembled collectively and retreated in fear.

"stop!"

Qin Yun called a halt, then said something indifferently.

"Come in and talk."

After saying this, he turned around neatly and walked into the city.

"Hmph!" Generals Mu Le and others snorted coldly and glared at Wu Yongzi and others.

Cold sweat quietly slid down Wu Yongzi's forehead and he swallowed hard.

"Master Wu, what should we do? Should we go in or not?"

"It might be dangerous if we go in!"

"These Daxia generals have gone blood-thirsty. They really wanted to kill just now." A Xiliang rebel said fearfully, his face full of fear.

Wu Yongzi was caught in a dilemma, he gritted his teeth and growled.

"What are you afraid of?!"

"We represent the Empress. If the dog emperor dared to kill us, he would have attacked Zigui City long ago."

"In the final analysis, he is just afraid. Xiao Jian is at least dying. How can he have the military ability to fight against the military god Zhang Ren?"

"go!"

"I just don't believe this!"

He straightened his official uniform and walked into Pancheng with his head held high.

As soon as he took the first step inside, Wu Yongzi couldn't help but shiver. He felt extremely creepy, as if he had just stepped into a coffin!

Seeing this, the special envoys from Xiliang had no choice but to follow in, carrying gold and silver.

clack clack...

The tall, mottled city gate slowly closed, as captivating as the gate of hell, with the blood of the loyal and heroic soldiers of the Great Xia still stained on it...!