The First Tyrant of Daxia

"fine."

Qin Yun had no time to explain. The situation was tense and the Xiliang Cavalry was desperately attacking Pancheng.

Once the city gate is broken, it does not mean defeat.

But confronting Xiliang's most elite troops head-on is obviously not the best option.

He walked towards He Wuji and suddenly lifted him up with both hands.

"Snapped!"

A loud slap hit him hard in the face.

He Wuji's face turned ashen, and he cursed and swore, "You dog emperor, you shall not die a good death!!"

Qin Yun's expression was disdainful: "Old monster!"

"I will not die well?"

"Open your dog eyes and look around. None of the assassins from the East Factory survived. The fire at the city gate has been extinguished. What can you use to kill me?"

He Wuji looked around, and saw all the familiar figures lying in a pool of blood. The city gate had indeed not been burned through...

Failed, the operation failed!

He was unwilling and furious!

I want to break free, to stand up, and to kill the enemy in front of me.

But his hands and feet were all broken, and his body was seriously injured.

He used to be a master, but now he can’t even kill a chicken.

"Don't be proud!"

"You can't win!"

"You have no idea how powerful Xiliang is, and you have no idea how magnificent the Empress's methods are!"

His eyes were filled with hatred, and every word he spoke was intended to attack people's hearts.

"Old man!"

"Old dog!"

"How dare you threaten His Majesty!"

Three thousand imperial guards drew their swords, and murderous aura filled the air.

"Hahaha!" Seeing them angry, He Wuji laughed wildly.

Qin Yun was unmoved and said coldly: "Old dog, but you won't see that day. I will destroy you now!"

He Wuji felt cold all over, as if he had heard the call of the god of death.

The next second, Qin Yun dragged him up to the city wall like a dead dog.

"The Dog Emperor!"

"You want to kill me?"

"If you kill me, it will only anger Daliang!"

"Don't go too far!"

"The Empress won't let you go!"

He Wuji was unable to struggle, but his pupils were full of panic.

He thought that Feng Wandao did not kill him because the emperor did not dare to do so.

But he just saw the breath of death in Qin Yun's eyes.

Qin Yun ignored him and rushed up to the city wall, overlooking the tragic inferno below. There were dense rain of arrows and countless rolling stones, but he was unable to effectively repel the enemy.

The huge pillar was riddled with arrows, but was still held by hundreds of people and used to smash into the city gate.

It shook thousands of miles away and made people terrified!

Qin Yun's blood was almost burning!

With one hand he pressed He Wuji against the city wall, and with the other hand he pulled out the long knife handed to him by Old Feng!

The black and gold dragon robe is billowing and the long hair is flowing.

At that moment, he stood on the city wall and was the one and only emperor!

"Zhang Ren, look who this is?!"

Tens of thousands of soldiers followed suit and roared, "Zhang Ren, look who this is?"

The sound was like thunder, and even thousands of troops could not cover it up!

It traveled several miles and reached Zhang Ren's ears.

"Marshal, this is not good. That person seems to be Governor He Wujihe..."

A general said with a pale face.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, all the generals became like deflated balls, and even felt uneasy.

He Wuji was captured, and the internal and external collaboration has failed!

Zhang Ren's face looked grim, and it was the first time that his expression changed on the battlefield.

He cursed: "This rubbish!"

"I know that he is not good enough to accomplish anything, but is more likely to cause trouble."

"With tens of thousands of my elite troops helping him draw fire, he still has the ability to mess it up."

"I'm so angry!"

The generals around were all so frightened that they dared not even breathe faster.

But the angry Zhang Ren quickly made a decision.

"Order the entire army to stop attacking and quickly retreat one mile!"

"I don't want an orderly retreat. I want a hasty escape. Do you understand?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" everyone responded.

Soon, the Xiliang cavalry retreated from the battlefield, leaving behind countless corpses and baggage, looking extremely embarrassed.

The two armies stopped fighting.

The entire southern part of Pancheng returned to silence, with people on the top and below the city looking at each other.

But it was obvious that Xiliang had lost all morale and had no intention of fighting again.

Zhang Ren rode closer on horseback and stood in front of the army of tens of thousands. His armor rustled and his aura was powerful, making him stand out in the crowd.

Qin Yun looked down at him and said calmly, "Are you Zhang Ren?"

"Yes, it looks good."

Zhang Ren raised his head calmly, his back as strong as a pine tree. He did not show the dejection of a defeated general. Instead, he showed a calm demeanor with a thunder in his chest and a calm face.

"Your Majesty the Emperor."

"I've admired you for a long time."

On the city wall, everyone looked serious.

Qin Yun thought to himself, what a great Zhang Ren! He is indeed not called the God of War for nothing.

"Oh, there's no need to say that you've long admired me. I guess you've been thinking about my head for a long time."

Zhang Ren hid his edge, but did not show weakness: "Yes, but I don't know when I can borrow it."

"Asshole!!"

"Who do you think you are!"

Many generals cursed loudly.

Qin Yun was very calm. He shook the steel knife in his hand and pointed at He Wuji and said, "You sent this guy in, right?"

"What do you want?" Zhang Ren frowned, looking murderous.

The death of the governor of the Eastern Depot is a stain of some magnitude.

"What do I want?"

"You are a god of war, but you speak like a moron. If what you did is exposed, will you still be able to survive?"

Done.

Qin Yun stabbed He Wuji's arm without any warning.

The knife pierced through his body, leaving it scarlet.

"what!!"

He Wuji let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered, which echoed in the dark night, making people feel creepy and numb!

There was chaos in the Xiliang army.

Zhang Ren's face became even uglier. He clenched his fists and stared at Qin Yun.

"How do you think killing He Wuji can humiliate me?"

Qin Yun chuckled: "No, I am not trying to humiliate you, but to help you."

"For a fool like He Wuji, I will clear the way for you. He could have just burned the city gates, but he insisted on assassinating me."

"Your acting skills were so poor that your plan, the great military god Zhang, failed."

The mocking tone made tens of thousands of Xiliang soldiers lose face.

There was anger on everyone's face.

Zhang Ren glanced coldly at He Wuji who was stabbed on the city wall with a knife, and felt extremely angry. Why did he trust such a waste?

His heart is bleeding!

We've attracted fire tonight and lost at least five thousand soldiers!

More importantly, he was at a disadvantage in the first fight with Qin Yun, which was the thing he could not accept the most!

He is still silent.

He Wuji's heart-wrenching screams were heard again in the air!

"Big, big boss!"

"That's Master Crane's hand... it's been chopped off!"

The Xiliang soldiers looked fearful and their faces turned pale.

Qin Yun personally carried out the execution in front of tens of thousands of people. The hand of the governor of the East Factory was chopped off and fell off the cliff.

"Oh, you dog emperor, you will die a miserable death!"

"Zhang Ren, give me a quick death!"

"quick!"

Zhang Ren's face was gloomy. I'll give you a quick death. Damn it, by then the Xiliang military will lose all face. How can they fight a war?

"emperor!"

He shouted heavily.

His eyes were as sharp as knives, and his thin face was full of threats.

"Let him out of the city, and I will withdraw my troops and not harass you again within three days. How do you think?"

Qin Yun looked down and chuckled, "So what you mean is that if I don't let you go, you will launch a crazy attack in the next three days?"

"You can think so!" Zhang Ren's face was cold.