The First Tyrant of Daxia

Yi Town is a vital throat in the northwest direction of Guya River.

It is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Now it has been acquired by the Turks and turned into a military fortress!

Qin Yun's 80,000-strong army approached in the middle of the night and camped about twelve miles away from Yi Town.

Of course, the Turks were not the kind of people who would take advantage of the situation for free, and they had noticed that.

Late at night, the cold wind was raging.

The scouts rushed into Tizhen's mink chief tent.

"Ye Hu!"

"It's bad. General Hamu was ambushed while out, and 10,000 people lost contact!"

boom!

The hot goat milk in Tizhen's hand spilled, and he stood up suddenly, staring at me with eyes like copper bells.

"what?"

There was chaos in the main tent, and the Turkic barbarian generals were all shocked.

"Which army of Daxia is it?"

The scout trembled and said, "A scout reported that he saw the army led by the Emperor of Daxia himself."

"Son of a bitch!"

Ti Zhen was furious. He picked up a helmet and smashed it at the scout. The scout didn't dare to dodge, and with a bang, his head was broken and bleeding.

"A bunch of trash!"

"The Emperor of Daxia has arrived. Why did I only know about this now?"

"Drag him away and give him a caning!"

The scout was so frightened that his face was filled with fear and he fell to his knees: "No, Lord Yehu!"

"I, I also found out the specific movements of the emperor's army!"

“Speak!” Ti Zhen roared, his rough face flushed red, with a hint of seriousness and a hint of bloodthirstiness!

"The emperor's army has already stationed here, on the plain just over ten miles away from us!"

When Ti Zhen heard this, his eyes narrowed.

Inside the tent, the other generals were shocked. So fast? How did they come and go without making any sound?

"Report!!"

Another scout rushed in, looking extremely ugly.

"Lord Yehu... General Hamu died tragically, and the centurions and other generals were castrated, their tendons cut off, and they were hung on trees and bled to death..."

"Ten thousand men... all wiped out!"

Hearing this, the whole audience was shocked and their eyes widened.

Ten thousand people just disappeared like that?

boom!

Ti Zhen kicked the table over in anger, and things scattered all over the floor.

He was furious and said, “This piece of trash!

"Ham must have gone out to plunder villages and play with Central Plains women. My army of 10,000 generals was just played away by him. What a waste!"

"Damn thing!"

The Turkic generals trembled and knelt on one knee, not daring to say anything.

Tizhen is a man who is on equal footing with Ashina Yuangu. Even though he cannot defeat him, he is of a much higher generation and is the Khan's uncle!

"The Emperor of Daxia, you still dare to be so violent!"

"It's parked more than ten miles away. It looks like it's coming for me. Fine, fine, I want to see who's stronger!"

"Mu Le and Gongsun Zhongmou have been defeated one after another, so he is not a big deal."

Tizhen paced back and forth, his beard trembling, and his tall body seemed like it could eat people.

"Has Wang Min replied?"

"This bitch is making a big show of herself. If the Khan hadn't specifically asked for her, I wouldn't have bothered to pay any attention to her!"

An old man with a gloomy look like a military advisor walked out, with his beard tied into a braid.

He said softly, "Master Ye Hu, a letter has arrived from Tianlang City."

"They said they can't send troops, please ask Ye Hu to kill them..."

Ti Zhen laughed out of anger.

"This woman has a good plan. She wants to consume my fighting power. She is unwilling to cooperate with me from inside and outside. She is really a heartless person!"

"Aren't you afraid that I will retreat?"

He clenched his fists and shouted, but when he thought of the Khan's secret letter, he was forced to suppress his anger and prepare to settle the score with Wang Min later!

He added: "Wang Min can no longer be counted on. Do you know how many people the emperor has brought with him?"

"Seventy or eighty thousand!" the scout answered quickly, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

Hearing this, Ti Zhen breathed a sigh of relief. Seventy or eighty thousand was not a big deal to him.

"Seventy or eighty thousand, and you dare to come?"

He chuckled, and then said disdainfully: "Most likely he is here to mend the fold after the sheep have been lost and support Xiao Jian."

"That's good. I'm worried that Xiao Jian will be difficult to deal with. It would be best if they retreat on their own! Occupying Dagukou and Yizhen is a big win."

The voice just fell.

All I heard was the sound of fierce horses and soldiers rushing in.

"Report, this is not good, Lord Khan!"

"The Emperor of Daxia has sent someone to shoot arrows and deliver a letter of challenge!"

Upon hearing this, there was complete silence in the main tent. Many Turkic generals were stunned. Qin Yun actually dared to initiate a war?

Then, pairs of strange eyes turned to Tizhen.

Ti Zhen blushed, as if he had been slapped in the face, and became angry and said, "What are you looking at?"

The generals around him quickly lowered their heads and trembled.

"How dare you challenge this king!"

"You think you can turn the world upside down just because you destroyed my army of 10,000? You even dare to issue a declaration of war!"

He snatched the letter of duel, tore it open and took a look.

There were only three short words written by Qin Yun himself.

"You, prepare to die!"

In addition to being domineering, he also carries the contempt of an emperor, and is so powerful that he can swallow mountains and rivers!

Tizhen's hands were shaking, his face was red, and he was out of breath.

Those Turkic generals who were familiar with him were terrified and had retreated.

"Son of a bitch!"

Ti Zhen growled, and with a "swish" sound, he tore the book of duel into pieces!

"Pass on the king's orders!"

"Tomorrow, the decisive battle!"

"Knock the emperor back first!"

He roared wildly, revealing all the brutality of the Turks.

Yin Jiu's military advisor couldn't help but frown and said with a stiff upper lip: "Ye Hu, no..."

"Our mission is to defend the fortress and force Xiao Jian to retreat."

Ti Zhen roared: "But the emperor's son has come, the situation is different, and he has killed 10,000 of my people. This is a shame for my Southern Court!"

"Send this back, how can I raise my head in front of Ashina Yuangu?!"

Everyone shuddered, as everyone knew that Ti Zhen most didn't want to lose to Ashina Yuangu, even though they had already reconciled.

"But...But Ye Hu, have you forgotten about the incendiary bombs?"

"What if the emperor's son carries Daxia's magical weapons with him?" Military Advisor Yin Jiu swallowed.

Hearing this, the furious Ti Zhen's eyes narrowed, slowly paused, and then calmed down and fell silent.

Seeing this, people around him breathed a sigh of relief.

Ti Zhen may not worry about the Daxia army, but he has already experienced the effects of incendiary bombs and suffered great losses, so he is afraid of them from the bottom of his heart!

But he was unwilling to give in, so he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

The entire main tent was silent.

a long time!

After a mental struggle, Ti Zhen suppressed his anger and said, "Forget it, I will spare that little emperor this time and not fight him for now!"

"Send a large number of scouts to spy on the emperor, and at the same time get in touch with Wang Min of Xiliang as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

Everyone responded and let out a long sigh. Ye Hu had a bad temper, but fortunately he did not act on impulse.

They were also all worried about incendiary bombs.

……

Later in the night.

There were countless torches on the plain where Qin Yun was stationed, and there were countless patrolling troops and scouts. It was like an iron barrel and no one could get in.

"Your Majesty, aren't you going to rest? Your body must be exhausted after such a long journey." Old Feng said worriedly.

Qin Yun read by lamplight at night, wearing a cloak and with a burning brazier.

He was checking the map near Xiliang, preparing for the battle.

Hearing this, he rubbed his sore eyes and pinched his numb waist.

"How can I sleep in such a situation?"

Seeing this, Mr. Feng became even more worried.

"Does your back hurt again?"

Qin Yun frowned: "Maybe."

His waist has been in trouble for a long time due to riding a horse and forcing himself to pull the bow.

But usually in the palace, Xiao Yuxiang and the others had gentle hands, and they could massage and serve for a long time, so it wouldn't hurt.

No one has been pressing it for some time, and coupled with the long journey on horseback, it broke down again.

Old Feng opened his mouth and wanted to go over to help Qin Yun rub it, but Yue Nu's voice suddenly sounded outside the tent.

"Master Feng, please go and rest first."

"The Queen has told me about this. Let me give your Majesty a back massage."