The First Tyrant of Daxia

The Minister of War's hands were shaking. When he saw Qin Yun nodded in agreement, he immediately turned around and shouted loudly, extremely excited.

"Hahaha!"

"Ashina Yuangu of the Turks and Tizhen Yehu have started a war. The two old enemies finally ignited the flames of war a few days ago!"

"The Turkic civil war has started again. This means that the Turkic people will not be able to take action in the short term. We have time to strengthen our army!"

boom!

He knelt down, raised his hands high, and shouted: "God help me!"

The eyes of all the civil and military officials widened rapidly in shock.

Zhao Heng trembled: "Ashina Yuangu is the most powerful official in the Turkic tribe and a royalist!"

"And Tizhen Yehu is the uncle of the Khan of the Bijia clan. He is brave and good at fighting, and has the support of countless armies."

"The two giants of the Turkic people are actually fighting!"

"hiss……"

All the ministers were in an uproar.

"Hahaha!"

"Let me tell you why the magpie on the branch is calling!" Wei Zheng said excitedly with his old face flushed.

He even forgot what he had just said, that Daxia didn't have much time left.

"Great, great!"

"Let them fight each other. We will take this opportunity to strengthen our army, recuperate, and recover the remaining land of Xiliang next year. If the Turks dare to interfere again, we will go to war together and defeat them!"

One general had bloodshot eyes and started swearing.

Looking at the excited crowd below, Qin Yun laughed and walked down the dragon ladder with his hands behind his back.

"In this case, we have nothing to worry about. My dear ministers, you will not have any opinions anymore, right?"

The civil and military officials finally recovered from their ecstasy. Looking at the calm and composed Qin Yun, they felt inexplicably horrified and serious in their hearts!

Your Majesty knew about the internal affairs of the Turks so quickly. How powerful must your Majesty's intelligence network be?

In just a short period of time, Your Majesty has grown rapidly.

Suddenly, many ministers became more awed by Qin Yun.

"Your Majesty, we dare not have any more opinions!"

"Strong military is the foundation. We support your majesty's idea of ​​training elite troops."

"That's right. Now we have nothing to worry about. What are we afraid of?"

Qin Yun nodded with satisfaction.

"Then immediately announce the imperial decree and announce it to the world, recruiting men between the ages of 20 and 32, doubling their military pay and providing better treatment."

"There is no limit on the number of people for now. It depends on the speed of recruitment."

"Xiao Jian is responsible for training all the troops."

"The training method is provided by me."

The ministers looked up suddenly, thinking they had heard wrongly.

What training methods, Your Majesty provides?

Even Xiao Jian was a little surprised. Since ancient times, training troops has been a technical job and cannot be done without professionals.

This is not something that can be solved by foresight and eloquence.

Everyone questioned, but did not dare to speak.

Qin Yun certainly felt it, but he didn't explain it, and the result naturally surprised everyone.

He knew about military boxing, running exercises, weight-bearing training, etc.

If we can't train a mechanized army, a semi-modernized one will do, right?

He continued, "Xiao Jian and Zhao Heng, stay for a while."

"I have something to tell you."

"Yes!" The two nodded.

"In addition to recruiting troops, I have decided to rest and recuperate, reduce expenses, and prepare for future expeditions."

"Ministry of Housing, you guys..."

He began to announce his will in a bold manner, speaking out all that was in his mind.

There were so many things to deal with that I was busy until late at night.

During this period, Tong Wei came once, Xiang'er came once, and Murong Shunhua also came once.

But he could only postpone it and had no free time at all.

After a long time.

Xiao Jian was holding a stack of rice paper, and Zhao Heng was also holding a stack of rice paper.

The two of them looked at each other with strange expressions.

“Is this thing really useful?”

Xiao Jian smiled bitterly: "Lord Zhao, your beacon-like watchtower formation should be of great use, but it is rather novel."

"But I..."

"I have been in the army for more than ten years and have fought in countless battles, big and small, but I have never heard of soldiers being trained like this."

"Every day, I carry a load and cross country for 20 miles, do sit-ups, squats..."

“This, this is all…”

He wanted to say what the hell this was, but when he thought about what Qin Yun had spent so much effort planning, he held it back.

Zhao Heng glanced at his drawings and swallowed hard.

"Why do I feel like your Majesty is just playing house? Is squatting effective? I feel like even if I were to do it a thousand times, I wouldn't even take a breath..."

"How about we go back and ask His Majesty in detail?"

Xiao Jian shook his head: "Forget it."

"His Majesty has his reasons for doing this, and he also told me to strictly follow his instructions."

"Let's train like this first."

"If it really doesn't work... I'll ask the Queen to find out more."

The two most powerful military commanders in the empire whispered to each other and left the palace together.

She was skeptical but also in awe of Qin Yun's bizarre training method. At worst, she only dared to ask the Queen Mother to ask.

This shows Qin Yun’s majesty!

At this time, Qin Yun had already changed into the black robe that Liu Rushi had given him. He had long flowing hair, sword-like eyebrows, and an extremely tall and straight figure, full of domineering aura.

The sound of hurried footsteps was heard.

Under the moonlight, the Jinyiwei accompanied them and the imperial guards led the way.

Qin Yun walked with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, his face serious, like a three-foot-tall god.

The whole team was also filled with seriousness!

Two days after the return, the most important event finally arrived: the interrogation of Mo Dao, the chief commander of the Black Flag of the White Lotus Sect.

After a while, they arrived at the Heavenly Prison.

Xu Changan, who had defected from the White Lotus Sect, wiped his cold sweat and trembled: "Your Majesty, can I not go in?"

Qin Yun stopped and said calmly: "Are you scared?"

Xu Changan nodded awkwardly: "The general officer is in charge of many people and is the real core. They look down on people like us and say that our bloodline is not pure enough..."

"Once, a member of the White Lotus Sect accidentally sat on the chair of the White Flag Chief Officer. The Chief Officer threw him and the chair directly into a cliff and said that he had insulted him."

"If Lord Mo Dao knew that I was a defector from the White Lotus Sect, I..."

His face was pale and there was a hint of fear in his pupils.

The bloodline is not pure enough?

Qin Yun frowned and said suspiciously: "The core members of the White Lotus Sect, what bloodline, are they so awesome? Could it be that they also have my royal bloodline?"

"They're making themselves like gods!" he said unhappily.

Xu Changan was embarrassed and lowered his head without saying anything.

"go!"

"Fuck it, even if you are the bloodline of the Jade Emperor, I don't care. Once you are in the Heavenly Prison, you will be killed by my sword!"

"You are afraid of nothing. As long as I am here, the sky will not fall."

Qin Yun took a step into the Sky Prison. It was dark and damp, and he was forced back by the powerful aura.

Mr. Feng and others went in one after another.

A gust of cold wind blew in Xu Chang'an's ears, accompanied by the crying and shouting from the Tianlao. His scalp went numb and he immediately chose to rush in and hide behind Qin Yun.

After many twists and turns, we finally arrived at the brightly lit prison.

The candlelight flickered, and it was dark and scary.

Wow!

The sound of iron chains was heard, and Mo Dao was dragged in, covered in blood.

His limbs and even his neck were locked with steel bars.

"Your Majesty!"

The prison officer scolded him and stepped on his knee.

Unexpectedly, Mo Dao resisted with a fierce look in his eyes!

"Why should I kneel down!"

"He is your emperor, not my emperor."

"Stop talking nonsense and kill me if you dare!"

The prison officer was furious!

The imperial guards shouted, "You bastard, you still dare to show off your power with words!"

"Break his knees!"

"Wait!" Qin Yun suddenly spoke and looked at Mo Dao indifferently.