To humiliate Pica and to humiliate the Turks, he dared to call the Han people a two-legged sheep, and Qin Yun was also considered to be tooth for tooth.
As for Fuling's positioning, it is somewhat similar to a diplomat, but it is just a false reputation to appease the grassland people.
"Yes!" Old Feng and a large number of Jinyiwei responded, with joy of victory on his face.
Only Pica, lying on the cold ground, twitched all over, lost the majesty of Khan, vomited blood and was sad, his eyes were filled with regret, and he stretched out his hand to look at the sky, whispering powerlessly, and was crazy.
"Grand Duke, Grand Duke..."
"Help Ben Khan kill them..."
"Hahaha! Ben Khan is the lord of the Turks."
“…”
Since then, under the blow, he fell into endless regret and humiliation, and became less conscious and became a veritable waste!
Fu Ling didn't look at him. If Pica was a little tougher, she would die for the country, but what Pica said and done made her desperate and followed Qin Yun wholeheartedly.
Only overlords like Qin Yun deserve her!
When inspecting the royal city, the smell of blood soared into the sky, and countless howlings and screams were hidden in the dark streets. It can be said to be a tragedy on earth. For a moment, Qin Yun would ask himself, have he done too much?
But in just a moment, his heart was as hard as iron. If he was defeated by himself, then Daxia would be even more miserable. Not to mention the enslaved people, the palace would become purgatory, and Xiao Yuxiang, a woman who regards reputation as life, would also commit suicide.
Follow him.
Children who are still in their infancy, such as Rui'er, Tianyao, Jincheng, etc., will also be slaughtered.
He killed 200,000 Turkic troops, but civilian Qin Yun maintained restraint and asked Fu Ling to come forward to comfort him as the goddess of Tianshan Mountain, and handed over him without any danger.
Three days later, many fleeing war criminals were hunted and executed on the spot.
Countless small tribes were frightened and came to the royal city to surrender, giving out countless rare treasures, just to be able to hold their lives.
Qin Yun refused everyone, but he took a ruthless move. Everyone must be relieved. If they do not remove the troops, they will not be able to leave the royal city!
At that time, the news of the Turkic destruction swept the world at a crazy speed. Qin Yun swept the Turks for more than half a month, forcing Yuangu to death, killing 200,000 Turkic troops, etc.
The world is shaking, everyone is terrified!
Many small kings adjacent to Daxia trembled and sighed worriedly: "Is the red-clothed cannon so terrible? Is the powerful Turkic Khanate destroyed for more than half a month. From now on, will Daxia still have any opponents?"
Then, at the speed of thunder, they carried a large number of treasures, sent envoys to the imperial capital, and used their relationship to find people, striving to make friends with Daxia.
For a time, Daxia could be considered as the first half of the dynasty of all countries, and it was once glorious.
The people were shocked, and the country was excited. The people of Daxia climbed up and shouted, "Tian Khan, Tian Khan!"!
Qin Yun has a reputation all over the country and abroad.
But some people are convinced, some people are dissatisfied, especially those with hard bones and relying on them, such as the Huns and other northern giants, whose land area once exceeded that of Daxia.
For them, it is not the top priority to get along with Daxia, but how to resolve the threat of red-clothed cannons is the top priority.
After seven consecutive days, the situation in the Turks was stable. Under Qin Yun's instruction, the Daxia Cabinet sent countless ministers of old and new to the grassland.
The grassland is very chaotic and busy. Qin Yun has to conquer the grassland in his own way and assimilate the grassland instead of just killing.
Measures such as extradition of teachers, showgirls, craftsmen, etc. were implemented one after another by Qin Yun!
Thirty-seven small tribes and eight large tribes were disbanded one after another, but they dared not call themselves soldiers. All Turkic royal families died strangely except Bijia.
The treasures obtained cannot be measured by numbers. When it reaches a point where people feel numb, they also seize countless purebred war horses, weapons, cattle and sheep, baggage, etc.!
After this battle, even if there were no red cannons, looking at the world, Daxia was one of the strongest and richest countries. The territory and grasslands surpassed the Huns!
With such a big noise, the incident of the Turkic Queen Fu Ling naturally spread to the imperial capital and fell into Murong Shunhua's ears. She was so angry that she almost ran away from home.
It is rare to curse, this bastard, the queen finds a show girl for him and chooses a concubine. He insists on stealing someone else’s name! He really doesn’t have a reputation at all!
After seeing this, Dou Ji and others smiled bitterly and shook their heads, they all persuaded them. His Majesty loves this and defeats the huge Turks, can't they enjoy it?
...
At the end of November, Qin Yun was in charge of all matters in the grassland and was already on the right track and was not that busy.
He pressed Fu on the gilded table, and suddenly sneezes and sneezes out.
Fu Ling's cheeks were slightly red, and she turned her head and looked beautiful and charming: "Your Majesty, I'm catching a cold? Why don't you go back to the bedroom? The weather on the grassland is getting cold very quickly, so it's normal for you to not adapt."
Qin Yun lifted up his long purple gold skirt, which was very thick and gorgeous: "It's okay, someone should be cursing me behind the scenes."
"Ah?" Fu Ling's beautiful eyes were surprised: "Who dares to scold Your Majesty?"
Qin Yun smiled and said, "It should be some tribes on the grassland. I am afraid of me and I dare to curse you behind my back. I have taken possession of you. I don't know how many Turkic people vomit blood."
Fu Ling was stunned for a moment, noticed something was wrong, and said in a strange voice: "Your Majesty, have you not found it yet?"
"It's soon, it's soon." Qin Yun was a little busy. Fu Ling was wearing it in a complicated way. The Turkic Queen's clothing was noble and graceful, but it was estimated that it would take half an hour to wear it.
To please him, Fu Ling once said that she had changed into Han palace outfits, but Qin Yun shook his head and said that the Turkic Queen's clothes were beautiful and they were not allowed to be changed!
After a long time, Fu Ling's snow-white forehead was full of fragrance and sweat. She couldn't help but stretch out a jade hand to help Qin Yun and entered the Tao earlier.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the hall.
"Report!"
"Your Majesty, the Jinyiwei has expedited a secret letter!"
The voice was urgent, because only Qin Yun could read the urgent secret letter from the Jinyiwei. Even Mr. Feng could not read it for Qin Yun. If it was not for an emergency, he would not be expedited.
The voice was so scared that Fu Ling's little hands trembled and she quickly retracted. Qin Yun let her go. Her face turned slightly red. She quickly tidied up her skirt and helped Qin Yun tie her jade belt.
Obviously, she has gotten used to it these days.
After quickly parting, Qin Yun frowned and looked out of the hall: "Send it in!"
"yes!"
The Jinyiwei quickly walked into the hall, looking dusty, holding two secret letters in his hands.
"Your Majesty, please check it out."
Fu Ling quickly took the secret letter and handed it to Qin Yun. She was very good in terms of demeanor and temperament, especially after being picked by Qin Yun, she became more and more beautiful and charming.
Thorn...
Qin Yun tore open a letter, and the handwriting inside was very familiar. It came from Murong Shunhua's hand, and only her handwriting was hers, as sharp and sharp as her sword.
Your Majesty no longer calls, and your husband no longer calls, just calling him his name, Qin Yun!
After reading it.
Qin Yun twitched his lips and shouted in his heart that it was over. First, it was Huairou and then Queen Fuling, which exposes Murong Shunhua's bottom line of tolerance.
Fu Ling, who was standing beside him, noticed that his face was wrong, and frowned slightly: "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
Qin Yun smiled bitterly: "It's okay."
He quickly put the letter away, and there was no way. He could only wait until he returned to the imperial capital to coax it. Tianyao was almost one year old and had never hugged her, and he was all outside and was flirting with flowers. It was normal for Murong Shunhua to have resentment in his heart.
But obviously, the spearhead was more focused on Huairou.
He tore open the second letter and glanced at it. His face changed rapidly from his frowning face, his face turned extremely solemn, and then he shouted loudly.
"What's going on?!"
"Who is Wanyan Honglie's enemy? Damn, my people dare to move. Prince Ma has three eyes. Doesn't he know?"
Bang! He angrily smashed the envelope on the table.
The defeat of the Turks was the peak of Qin Yun's life as a man, but unexpectedly, such a thing happened. Besides, Wanyan Honglie was his hero, even a friend!
On the side, Fu Ling's beautiful eyes trembled. She hadn't seen him so angry for many days.