The First Tyrant of Daxia

After some speculation, it makes sense.

The entire army was startled and the hairs on their backs stood on end.

Is the decisive battle about to begin?

"Your Majesty, what should we do?"

"We will follow your orders until death!"

"Let's put an end to the White Lotus Sect and crush their dream of restoration!"

Bang bang bang, Feng Xin led many veterans to kneel down in unison, their eyes flashing with a resolute fighting spirit, extremely high!

The crowd shouted again: "Smash their restoration dream!"

The momentum was fierce, and a murderous aura belonging to the battlefield suddenly erupted!

This kind of evil spirit is not possessed by Jinyiwei, Yue Nu and others. It can only be emitted by those who have truly rolled in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Yue Nu was shocked.

Qin Yun's face flushed: "Very good!"

"There should be enough time!"

"Feng Xin, you go to the front army immediately. I want you to be the commander of the front army. Stay there and fight the toughest battle with the White Lotus Army!"

"Yes!" Feng Xin shouted.

"Chang Hong, have someone give orders to Mu Le immediately. Leave 10,000 men to guard the cities, and lead 20,000 men to rush to the rescue from the left wing!"

"If the White Lotus Army hasn't taken action yet, let him take the opportunity to ambush and wait for the incident."

Chang Hong roared, his voice like thunder: "I obey your command!"

"You three are all Xiao Jian's old subordinates. I don't need to explain in detail how the triangle formation rotates, right?" Qin Yun said.

The three generals looked serious and shouted at the same time: "We understand. If we make a mistake, we will be beheaded!"

"..."

After Qin Yun's speculation, instructions were flying all over the place.

The central army tent seemed extremely busy late at night. After receiving the order, the senior generals almost ran their legs off.

Time is passing by minute by second.

One hour, two hours...

At this time, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, because they had just prepared the battle plan given by His Majesty. Fortunately, the White Lotus' attack was not so fast, otherwise it would have been a mess.

Another hour passed, the winter darkness was still there, and there was no dawn in the morning.

Xiangyang City was still like a sleeping lion, without any movement.

The soldiers became somewhat suspicious.

"Hiss, these former dynasty bastards in Xiangyang City, why don't they take action yet?"

"It has been several hours. Could it be that Your Majesty guessed wrong? I heard that they sent someone to assassinate Your Majesty last night, but they were discovered. Your Majesty speculated that the White Lotus Army was going to leave the city to fight back."

One lieutenant cursed, "Get lost! It's only been a few hours. Is it so fast?"

"The White Lotus Army doesn't have to prepare for a day?"

"Everyone, cheer up and stop talking!"

"Yes!" The soldiers were startled.

Then, another five hours passed.

The day has dawned in Xiangyang. There is no morning glow or sun, only gloomy dark clouds and uneven light. It seems that this is not an ordinary morning.

boom!

boom!

The dull and huge drum sound spread in all directions, deafening!

I saw that the ice and frost on the top of the huge city wall were shattered.

"Where does the drum sound come from?"

"They're from inside Xiangyang City!" someone shouted sternly, his eyes fixed on the dozen or so big drums on top of the city wall.

"Damn it, are the White Lotus Army going to take action?!"

"Notify His Majesty immediately!"

"..."

The front troops of the left camp, a thousand meters away from the city, discussed quickly and were extremely nervous, but they were all very orderly and formed their battle formations.

The news reached Qin Yun's ears layer by layer, and he threw the porridge in his hand on the spot, making a loud bang.

Riding the horse one-handedly, he quickly reached the commanding heights of the plain.

There is an imperial flag standing here, representing the position of the central army. Where Qin Yun is, the flag is there.

The Embroidered Uniform Guards and the Imperial Guards have been accompanying them all the time, and the situation is extremely urgent.

"Your Majesty, the scouts reported that a large number of troops are being mobilized at the four gates of Xiangyang City. I'm afraid they are about to take action."

Qin Yun looked from afar at the towering city lying in the ice and snow.

Flags were flying, defections were evident, and people were bustling about.

"Pass on my order, have Feng Xin lead the lieutenants to the designated positions as planned last night to fight against the White Lotus Army!"

"Pass it to Mu Le again!"

"Have him wait for the right moment and aim at the White Lotus Army's main flag. Once he sees it, execute the flag-chopping operation!"

Operation Cutting the Flag, in other words, is to kill Yang Taian.

"Yes!!" the scout yelled, not daring to stay and left quickly.

Followed by.

"Report!!"

"Your Majesty, Yang Taian sent someone to deliver a declaration of war!"

Swish, swish, swish, countless pairs of eyes looked at the bright yellow declaration of war with unfriendly eyes.

Even worse, he roared: "How dare you, the remnants of the previous dynasty, declare war on our emperor!"

"Bright yellow is the color of the royal family. How dare a bastard like him use it?!"

"I'm so angry!"

Looking around, one can say that the crowd is outraged and furious.

"Your Majesty, I can sneak into Xiangyang City and try to assassinate Yang Taian. Yue Nu will temporarily protect your safety." Old Feng was also angry. Although his face was calm, there was a hidden murderous intent in his turbid eyes.

"No!" Qin Yun refused without hesitation.

"I am now more angry than any of you!"

"Not for anything else, just for my Shunhua, my unborn child!" He clenched his fists, and his joints rumbled.

Seeing this, Yue Nu couldn't help but feel frightened. This man really loves his woman.

"But even so, I am not in a hurry. I have plenty of ways to crush Yang Taian. The reason why I besieged him instead of attacking the city is that I want to capture him at the lowest cost."

"It's dangerous if you go."

"There's no need to do this. No one is allowed to mention this matter. I have made up my mind!"

Hearing this, Mr. Feng hesitated slightly, then stepped back.

Then Qin Yun looked at the bright yellow declaration of war with a disdainful sneer, and didn't even open it.

"Go and tell Yang Taian of the White Lotus Sect."

"I just said that his ancestors had appeared in my dreams, cursing Yang Taian for being unfilial. I dug up their ancestral graves, but he is still claiming to be the king."

"Unworthy descendants!"

The scout was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily: "Yes!"

Soon, scouts and messengers were running around in and outside the city.

Snow flew all over the sky as the armies of both sides entered the final stage of preparation.

The verbal battle between the two sides was filled with anger and hatred.

Yang Taian, in particular, was so angry that he smashed countless things. Whenever he thought about his ancestral grave being dug up, he became so angry that he vomited blood.

boom!

Boom!

Snapped!

In the lobby, the table and vases were broken all over the floor, making a mess.

A gloom appeared on his heroic face, and he said hoarsely: "Is the army ready?!"

The Red Flag Officer shouted, "My lord, everything is ready!"

"The 30,000 Dark Emperor Guard troops have already set out from their lair and entered the Wolf Cave. It won't take long for them to join us in attacking the Dog Emperor from the front and back!"

Hearing this, a sneer finally appeared on Yang Taian's face.

I've waited so long, just for this opportunity.

"Bring me the wine!"

He roared, and his men quickly brought wine jars and countless wine glasses and filled them one by one.

"Bros!!"

Yang Taian roared. There was a desperate spirit on the British soldier's face, but there was a viciousness between his brows. He was a man who would do anything to achieve his goal and it was difficult to give people a good impression.

"Long live the young master!" The chief flag officers of the seven major flags and many high-ranking officials of the White Lotus stood in the yard and shouted, waiting for further instructions.