The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Pass on my order to quickly and secretly reorganize the troops and launch a general attack on the Emperor of Daxia before the Khan issues the order!"

"Anyone who dares to leak it will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes!!"

The sound from the king's tent was deafening and very scary.

A group of ruthless Turks from the southern grassland, a radical faction, followed Tizhen and started a war caused by intrigue.

Thus creating a tragedy!

At that time, Qin Yun was training soldiers at Siyang Post and familiarizing himself with tactics.

He received a report from Gongsun Zhongmou early in the morning.

"Your Majesty, I have done my duty!"

"Not a single soldier was lost, and the mission was accomplished!"

Hearing this, Qin Yun was overjoyed. One thing after another was finally implemented.

"stand up!"

"Well done!"

"Go and have a rest, I have an important task for you."

"I smell danger, the decisive battle is about to begin!" He clenched his fist, his blood boiling, and he was filled with murderous intent.

Gongsun Zhongmou was shocked when he heard this and clasped his fists tightly.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to do so. I do not need to rest. I will complete the mission to the death!"

Qin Yun was relieved. He saw toughness on his face, which had completely shed his immaturity and frailty.

It only takes one night for a girl to become a woman.

But a man needs to be tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations!

"Well, I'll tell you in advance!"

"Now the war is about to begin, and the bloody storm is about to come, but Mu Le has lost contact so far, and his life or death is unknown!"

"I want you to take his place and shoulder half of this war!"

"You dare?"

When the voice fell, the whole audience was shocked and looked shocked.

Everyone knows that this war is of great significance and will determine the future direction of the entire empire. Is Gongsun Zhongmou going to shoulder this responsibility after commanding the army for less than a year?

I have to say, this is reuse!

Gongsun Zhongmou's face gradually turned red, his blood rushed back, he gritted his teeth and roared, his momentum surging!

"Your Majesty, I dare you!"

"I will fight to the last soldier, be loyal to Your Majesty, and shed my last drop of blood for the land of Daxia!"

Everyone who heard this got goosebumps and their love for their country and family was ignited.

"it is good!"

Qin Yun shouted, "I will promote you to General Feilong right now. Command your own 30,000 cavalrymen and the 30,000 cavalrymen from Mangshan to ambush Wang Min's army at Baiyangduo, east of Siyangyi!"

"Yes!" Gongsun Zhongmou roared. Although the pressure was enormous, he did not hesitate.

Qin Yun said loudly again: "Besides this, if you need anything else, tell me as soon as possible."

"Except for incendiary bombs, heavy crossbows, chariots, and troops, anything is possible!"

Gongsun Zhongmou was not a reckless person, his face quickly became serious: "Your Majesty, I need some heavy crossbows and two people."

Qin Yun said without hesitation: "Chen Qingzhi, immediately transfer all your heavy crossbows to Zhongmou."

"Yes!" Chen Qianzhi left quickly, as if the fire had already burned to his eyebrows.

Then, Qin Yun asked: "Which two people?"

Gongsun Zhongmou raised his head: "Han Po Lu, Liu Wan Shi."

The two of them were on the sidelines. They were delighted when they heard the words, and their eyes showed fighting spirit.

As early as the time when the White Lotus Sect was suppressed, the three of them had formed a deep friendship and tacit understanding. It was reasonable for Gongsun Zhongmou to ask for people at this time.

Qin Yun smiled bitterly: "You kid, you want to take away my two brave generals as soon as you open your mouth."

Gongsun Zhongmou smiled awkwardly and scratched his head.

"Okay, the two of you follow Gongsun Zhongmou. You two will be the deputies, and he will be the leader!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, we will do our best until we die!" Han and Liu knelt down with firm eyes, which made people feel reassured.

Qin Yun finally said, "It's getting late. Go get ready and set off."

"You must come back the same way you went, without missing any limbs, otherwise how can you have fun in the future?"

Suddenly, the serious atmosphere was resolved and everyone burst into laughter.

Maybe this is the romance of men.

But Yue Nu's pretty face turned pale.

"Your Majesty, the students are leaving!" The three of them knelt down and bowed, then left.

Looking at the backs of the three people, even though the solemnity was diluted by jokes, it still felt tragic.

Even if the incomplete legions of Han and Liu were added, their strength would be no more than 40,000 men at most. Once Wang Min's army entered the encirclement, they would surely come with great force and a large number of people.

Gongsun Zhongmou and the other two must at least hold out until Xiao Jian's army closes the encirclement.

If they can’t stop the wave, 40,000 people will be slaughtered to pieces.

It can be said that there is heaven on one side and hell on the other.

"Do you think the three of them can shoulder this responsibility?"

Everyone looked at each other, not daring to answer.

Qin Yun said to himself, "Yes, they can do it. Mu Le is brave and strong, and Han and Liu are not as strong as him, but they can also take on important tasks."

"And Zhongmou... his future will be the Great Xia version of Ashina Yuangu."

His eyes revealed a hint of high hopes, and sweat appeared on his palms.

When others heard this, they were shocked!

As we all know, Ashina Yuangu alone supports an entire country!

This is probably the second young man after Mu Le who has been placed such high hopes by His Majesty, right?

Even Yue Nu, who had no interest in military affairs or politics, couldn't help but take another look at Gongsun Zhongmou who was leaving in the distance.

I was muttering inexplicably in my heart, no wonder I got my aunt on the dragon bed...

When a great war comes, all the plants and trees will be afraid.

Qin Yun did not dare to stay and continued to practice the pocket formation.

At the same time, in the southern part of the grassland, hundreds of miles away from here, is the heart of the grassland of Commander Tizhen!

A group of devils like those crawling out of hell slowly emerged from the glacier, and the gurgling water made people feel cold.

In such a low temperature, they didn't even blink, and stared at the white tent in front of them.

What is shocking is that all of them have wounds on their faces, arms, and bodies, with flesh and blood exposed, it is a horrible sight!

But they don't feel pain.

The leader was Mu Le, who had disappeared for many days after being ambushed by Yuan Gu.

His armor was in tatters and the numerous wounds on his body were enough to make one's scalp tingle. Every Turk wanted to take his head for the reward. Every time there was a battle, thousands of elite cavalrymen would besiege him.

But he persisted!

He wants to atone!

The face, which was less than 20 years old, had a determination that was unimaginable to ordinary people. The wound on his abdomen had been burned into a scar by a torch.

He said hoarsely: "Brothers, the disastrous defeat at Dagukou was caused by my incompetence, my credulity towards others, and my failure to let you down, which led to today's situation."

"I...can no longer take you back to your hometown. Do you regret it?"

The remaining 300 Shenjiying soldiers shook their heads like machines and looked at their leader with reverence.

“No regrets!!”

The wind and snow drowned out the clanging voices of the crowd.

Mu Le's nose felt a little sour. After this battle, how many houses in his hometown would be deserted, and how many women and children would cry themselves blind?

But now there is no turning back, he said with bloodshot eyes.

"Well, this is our last battle!"

"The captives confessed that the people living in front are the relatives of the Tizhen Group, and there are 3,000 cavalrymen guarding them!"