The First Tyrant of Daxia

Yang Taian yelled: "Kill!"

"The first person to reach the plains after reaching Emperor Qin Yun's base camp will be granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households!"

"My men, the Dark Emperor's Guards are right behind us. Once we succeed, half of our restoration will be accomplished!"

Suddenly, the army was in turmoil, and they all shouted, "We obey your orders!"

The horses neighed, raising a cloud of snow and wind.

They were seen charging in a cone shape, going straight into the gap in the battlefield and heading towards Qin Yun's rear.

As for the 5,000 people in Fengxin, they were not even considered by Yang Taian.

"Your Majesty, Yang Taian is here!" someone exclaimed.

Qin Yun immediately looked down and saw that on the battlefield, there were thousands of soldiers marching, snow and sand were rolling, and the momentum was terrifying.

It’s only a little over a mile away, so it won’t take long to get there.

"All troops on alert, prepare for battle!"

He yelled.

"Yes!" The senior generals of the Left Camp clasped their fists, accepted the order, and quickly went to their respective positions.

The imperial guards also took strict precautions, forming an impenetrable protective network.

Although Yue Nu had a bad attitude, she still did not hesitate at this time and picked up the Juque to protect Qin Yun, attracting great attention in the crowd.

Looking further ahead, the imperial flag was flying and the plain was filled with solemnity.

The raised weapons and fluttering flags are so compelling in the snowy scene of midwinter!

One thousand people, three thousand people, five thousand people, seven thousand people...

A total of 7,000 vanguard troops crossed the battlefield, that is, crossed the front army in Fengxin, and stabbed forward like a sharp knife.

And behind them, there were tens of thousands of troops marching and rushing forward.

Even with all Fengxin's harassment, it could only slow down the process.

A moment later, the enemy troops rushed over.

Upon seeing this, all the soldiers in the left camp became blood-red and murderous.

"Raise your shield and hold your spear!" Qin Yun roared.

Suddenly, the troops in the front put up shields, which were impenetrable, like an iron wall.

From the gap, extremely sharp spears stretched out.

The overall shape is round.

Qin Yun remembered that this kind of square formation seemed to be commonly used by the ancient Roman army and had very strong defense, so he copied it to the Martial Arts Hall and the Ministry of War, and the Daxia army practiced it.

The first to bear the brunt were Yang Taian's Yellow Banner Army, the most powerful among the Eight Banners. One can imagine how strong his murderous intent towards Qin Yun was.

"Kill!"

Seven thousand men roared, their faces ferocious, their iron hooves charged forward like a mudslide, and there was no way back.

When they rushed up and found this iron wall and countless spears, the cavalry in the front were dumbfounded.

"No!"

"Do not!!"

The roar of fear seemed too insignificant amid the shouts and cries of tens of thousands of people.

When the army is charging, it cannot stop. Once the brakes are applied, who knows how many comrades will be trampled to death.

Just like that, seven thousand people charged without hesitation into the square formation that Qin Yun had set up long ago. It was simple, but very effective.

Qin Yun and everyone else looked at it intently, without even blinking.

All I heard was a loud bang!

It was like a thousand-pound weight pressing down on me, with waves crashing against the mountain walls, it was extremely terrifying.

The entire defense line was lined up in a row and retreated one meter in unison. The soldiers bent their bodies tightly to avoid being broken.

Immediately afterwards, blood splattered and screams were heard!

"what!!"

"Help, help..." Before he could even scream, he was trampled to death by the warhorse behind him.

Pfft!

Pfft!

Each spear infused the enemy's body, as well as the fierce horse.

But there were also people who rode their war horses, leaped into the sky and crossed over.

What awaits them are thousands of long swords!

In just a short while, hundreds of people were gone.

"Your Majesty, Yang Taian's men are almost here." Old Feng's eyes were as fast as lightning and he reminded loudly. The shouting and screaming were so loud that they were already approaching.

Qin Yun nodded, seeing that it was almost done.

Shouting, "Shoot!"

shhhhhh...

Countless arrows were shot towards the distance like rain.

Pfft!

boom!

The soldiers of the White Lotus Army were shot off their horses and immediately trampled into pulp.

But this did not affect the overall situation. There were too many White Lotus soldiers, and they swarmed in, shaking the ground.

Yang Taian rode his horse and was protected in the middle. He held the knife himself, his black hair fluttering, his eyes bloodshot, and roared wildly, "Qin Yun, is this all you have?"

"Today I will settle my grudge with you!"

"No one should run!"

Qin Yun heard this roar vaguely, and looked at Yang Taian who was behind the army, with a murderous look in his eyes suddenly rising!

He is finally here!

When he thought about how Murong Shunhua had been hunted down by people he had sent, and that now the lives of both mother and daughter were even in countdown, he became so angry that his veins were exposed and he could not control himself.

"Get on the horse!" He roared wildly, "I want to kill this bastard with my own hands!"

"Your Majesty, let me go." Old Feng bowed, looking very worried.

The people around him also looked over and wanted to dissuade him.

But Qin Yun was also a man with a bad temper. His wife and children were constantly being attacked and murdered, and several times, irreversible consequences were almost caused. As a man, if he just watched and did nothing, would he still be a man? !

"I have made up my mind, no need to discuss further!"

"Didn't Yang Taian want to kill me?"

"That's right, I want his life too!"

The next second he mounted his horse, holding a long sword in his hand. His bright yellow armor was dazzling, and his tough profile was as sharp as a blade.

Seeing this, Chang Hong and others had no choice but to mount their horses and follow.

It's a melee anyway, and what's supposed to happen will happen.

Qin Yun roared at this time: "Brothers, the bravest will win when they meet on a narrow road!"

"Advance forward according to the original formation, wipe out these remnants, and restore peace and prosperity to our Great Xia!"

How exciting it is to see the emperor leading the army in person and mounting his horse?

The soldiers' morale was high, and they roared back, "We obey your orders!"

boom!

boom!

The armored phalanx advanced, with countless people holding shields, colliding with the White Lotus Army. Their movements were slow, and there were countless corpses underground, with blood flowing like a river.

"Well done!"

Yang Taian's bloodthirsty eyes were filled with crazy murderous intent, his heart was beating, as long as Qin Yun didn't run away, it would be possible to capture him alive!

"This idiot is so self-righteous!"

"Everyone follow me, attack Qin Yun directly, fight quickly and decisively, and wait for his reinforcements to arrive!"

"kill!"

clang clang clang......

Armors clashed, swords clashed, and people fell down every moment.

As both sides advanced, tens of thousands of people were completely mixed together, forming a black mass, with shouts of killing reaching the sky.

After the White Lotus Army paid the price of more than a thousand people, they finally broke through the iron shield formation.

As the saying goes, enemies become jealous of each other when they meet. Qin Yun and Yang Taian seemed to be suddenly attracted to each other and led their personal guards to start fighting!

Blood and bones flew everywhere, it was extremely tragic.

There were countless soldiers between the two of them, and they were cursing at each other from a distance.

"You dog emperor, what do you have to fight me?"

"You can't run away!" Yang Taian roared, full of high spirits, as if he had already seen the light of victory!

Qin Yun drew his bow and shot a centurion of the White Lotus Army to death, then pointed at him with a ferocious expression.

"You are the one who can't escape!"

"Do you think you have a sure win?"

"You didn't even know you had one foot in the coffin. You fell into the trap, you idiot!"