The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun was stunned, his mind was full of random thoughts, and he almost had a nosebleed.

If Tong Wei had done that, the scene must have been so taboo and exciting...

Calling him brother the emperor all the time can make him look "deeply sinful" in every moment.

"What's the matter, Your Majesty, do you have any ideas?" Cha Ming Weirou smiled slyly, the curve of her red lips was fascinating and full of wild beauty.

"How dare you tease me?"

Qin Yun glanced at her sideways, then picked her up by the waist with both hands and rushed to the soft bed in the pavilion.

Cha Ming Wei Rou panicked slightly, her jade-like face tense, and her snow-white fingers grabbed his sleeve: "Your Majesty, you can't do that."

"Seeing blood is unlucky."

Qin Yun deliberately frightened her: "I want it!"

Cha Ming Wei Rou looked worried, her brows furrowed tightly, "Your Majesty, I was wrong. I shouldn't have teased you."

"But this is really inappropriate. Menstrual bleeding is a taboo. Besides, you are still fighting in Xiliang."

Qin Yun threw her onto the soft bed, held her snow-white ankles with his big hands, and said domineeringly: "Tell me, do you want to take it off yourself, or do I want to take it off."

Seeing this, she was about to cry.

"No, Your Majesty, wait two days..."

"How about letting the maids we hired a few days ago come and serve us? Those two girls are sensible and virgin."

She said pleadingly.

But the next second, Qin Yun had already bent down.

Cha Ming Wei Rou's delicate face froze, and then her beautiful blue eyes showed embarrassment, and she stopped resisting helplessly.

But Qin Yun leaned down and just kissed her.

Winking, "You said no, but your body is pretty honest."

Cha Ming Wei Rou groaned in grievance: "Your Majesty wants it, what can I do?"

"If you don't cooperate, you won't get angry?"

"Ha ha!"

Qin Yun laughed and patted her waist: "I'm just teasing you, I won't touch you."

Cha Ming Wei Rou adjusted the hem of her skirt and moved very close to him, their noses touching. She suddenly felt a little guilty.

Her beautiful blue eyes flickered, her cheeks gradually turned red, and she suggested.

"or……"

"Should I learn from Concubine Dou and Sister Li Mu?"

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows: "What are you learning from them? Reading books?"

"You're obviously not cut out for that. You're better off just bending the bow and shooting the big arrow."

Cha Ming Weirou's pretty face suddenly fell, and she said angrily: "Your Majesty is almost the same, you are not the material for enjoyment."

"Then why don't you come and serve me?"

"I'm not in the mood."

"How did you become a wife?"

"Anyway, I won't. Your Majesty despises me. I never let Your Majesty go hungry or cold. If there is anything that makes you uncomfortable, you should go find a maid. I won't accompany you."

"Not negotiable?"

“Yes, but not much!!”

"..."

Half a month later.

In autumn, Xiliang is windy and cold, much worse than the climate in the Central Plains.

Qin Yun has issued several orders to the imperial cabinet to provide soldiers with more clothes.

Finally today, everything is in place.

"Your Majesty, the Ministry of War has sent twelve memorials in a row, requesting additional troops. Why don't you want them?"

"We may not have enough people to fight in Julu!"

"Yeah, there's no time left, only more than half a month!"

The generals looked anxious and tried to persuade him earnestly.

Qin Yun frowned, knowing that their concerns were justified, but Wu Jianghe's plan could not be disclosed for the time being, so he could only let them worry.

"I have a plan, my dear ministers, don't worry."

Mu Le rushed back from the grass path and was also anxious. The life-and-death battle was about to begin, but His Majesty remained mysterious.

"Your Majesty, what is this plan that is so cautious? Can't you even tell us about it?"

Qin Yun glared, killing a chicken to scare the monkeys, deliberately threatening to prevent his subordinates from asking more questions.

"You little brat, when we get back to the capital, I'll ask your mother to teach you a lesson for daring to talk back to me!"

Hearing this, Mu Le shrank his neck in fear and quickly stopped asking.

Even though he grew up to become a general, he was still afraid of his strict mother at home, not to mention the relationship between the three of them.

The other generals had no choice but to shut up and dared not ask any more questions.

At this time, the sergeant came to report.

"Your Majesty, Master Xuan Yunzi requests to see you!"

Qin Yun sighed secretly, what you say will come true.

"Let them come to the central army tent, and the rest of you can withdraw for now."

Mu Le and others were dumbfounded. The situation was urgent, but His Majesty was so eager to meet with the Taoist priests from the Meteorological Department instead of discussing the war with the generals.

Could it be possible that the people from the Meteorological Department could bring down divine punishment from heaven and destroy the Xiliang Iron Cavalry with their bare hands?

They were not happy, but they did not dare to violate Qin Yun's authority, so they could only leave dejectedly and reluctantly.

When he met Xuan Yunzi and his two companions on the road, he glared at them in dissatisfaction.

"His Majesty!"

The three men entered the central military tent and bowed deeply.

After not seeing them for half a month, the three of them had become darker and their skin had become rougher. Surveying the terrain and inspecting river dams in a bitterly cold place like Xiliang, it was inevitable that they would be exposed to the wind and sun.

Qin Yun was excited and held Xuan Yunzi's hand.

He has really risked everything. If the Wujiang River cannot burst its banks, then everything will be in vain.

"How about it?"

Xuan Yunzi couldn't help but smile when he saw how nervous he was.

"Your Majesty, sesame oil cannot burn through the dam of the Wujiang River, but it can burn the rocky land until it becomes soft."

"With just one push, the river water will quickly burst its banks and rush down!"

Di Chenzi and the other two blushed and continued excitedly.

"That's right!"

"And after several calculations and surveys, we have determined the point of the breach, which can ensure that the water of the Wujiang River will rush to Julu."

"Julu is low-lying, so at least 70% to 80% of the water will flow there and then into other rivers."

Hearing this, Qin Yun felt relieved.

Breathing is hot!

He stared at the three people and said hoarsely, "So how powerful is it?"

The three of them looked at each other, and then Xuan Yunzi bowed and said solemnly: "As many people as there are in Julu can be drowned!"

hiss……

Qin Yun took a deep breath and his eyes widened. So, this means that the entire Xiliang army could be buried in the battle of Julu?

Even if someone could escape, they would probably become the remnants of a defeated army.

It took him a long time to recover from his shock.

Then he slapped the table, causing the teacups to fall to the ground with a clatter, scaring the three people.

"Hahaha, good!"

"In this case, great things can be accomplished."

"Quick, sit down and plan this with me."

"Julu needs a piece of high ground for my army to stay on."

"And how much sesame oil do you need?" He excitedly pulled the three of them to sit down.

"..."

A series of questions seemed to have set the tone for this flood that would not change.

Xuan Yunzi and the other two also used their best skills to help Qin Yun conquer Xiliang, and they were very concerned about it.

As long as we fight at Julu, we can successfully drown the enemy.

Daliang is now in name only!

This significance is enormous!

This meeting took much longer than expected, as many details had to be finalized.

Otherwise, the slightest deviation will lead to a catastrophic disaster!

Qin Yun was extremely rigorous, meticulous, and made thorough preparations.