Chapter 1789 Qin Yun is ruthless, blood debts can only be paid in blood
Outside the Xilu Canyon, the Daxia army camped on the spot and organized their armaments.
The doctors accompanying the army hurriedly shuttled between the camps to treat the wounded soldiers.
From time to time, one could hear the muffled groans of Daxia soldiers, which were the sounds they made while suppressing pain.
In fact, in the past, these soldiers would not have cared about this at all. They had to howl when they should. After all, the doctors had too many people to treat, and it was not important to decide how to treat them.
However, today is different.
A Daxia soldier was treated by a doctor and walked around in a circle to reach an open space not far away.
As far as the eye can see, there are endless black heads as far as the eye can see, all of them are captured Western soldiers.
"snort!"
The Daxia soldiers glanced at them coldly, then strode away with high spirits.
Behind him, several soldiers saw his appearance and whispered.
"This guy is so painful that he is sweating."
"Still wearing hard clothes here..."
"Haha, is it possible that you are willing to show weakness in front of those Westerners?"
"Exaggerated! It's simply too exaggerated!"
As they talked, just like the comrade in front of them, they walked up to the prisoners with great dignity, walked around twice, and then strode away.
"Assemble the entire army!"
Suddenly, the horn sounded, and the soldiers, whether they were resting or recovering from injuries, immediately rushed to assemble in their own groups.
Mu Le, He Ya and other generals were at the front, standing in armor with serious expressions.
Under the attention of everyone, the huge dragon chariot slowly stopped in front of Wanjun, and Qin Yun stepped out of the car.
At this time, he had already put on a luxurious dragon robe, and his golden and purple aura was unstoppable. Just standing there, he gave off the aura of a king!
"See Your Majesty!"
Mu Le and others at the front knelt down on one knee and shouted at the top of their lungs.
Wow!
Behind them, countless soldiers followed the generals and knelt down, shouting in unison.
"See Your Majesty!"
It was like a surging tsunami, rushing over the sky and covering the earth. The sound was so powerful that even the clouds in the sky were washed away!
Qin Yun raised his right arm with a calm expression: "No courtesy! Stand flat!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
There was another roar, and even Qin Yun felt his heart suddenly pause.
With hundreds of thousands of people shouting in unison, anyone else would have been paralyzed with fear on the spot!
Qin Yun put his hands on his back and stood proudly in front of the army, looking heroic and graceful!
In the distance, when the Western soldiers saw Qin Yun appearing, fear appeared on their faces.
"This is Da Xiazi..."
"It was he who cultivated such a terrifying army..."
"It's so scary. What kind of people can cultivate such an army..."
Most of these prisoners were members of the newly rotated team and had almost never fought against the Daxia army before.
Today's battle completely shattered their mentality!
That kind of devastating fighting power is enough to wake them up suddenly when they dream about it at midnight for the rest of their lives, and they will never be able to sleep peacefully again.
Qin Yun looked proud and said in a serious tone: "Today's battle depends on you, but this battle is not over yet..."
As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves, and the guards immediately pressed Barry up!
Barry staggered and was dragged up by several guards. His hair was disheveled and he was in a miserable state!
"Qin Yun..."
He wanted to say something, but Qin Yun wouldn't give him a chance.
The guard kicked the crook of his knee, and he immediately knelt down with a "plop" in front of hundreds of thousands of people!
"It's Lord Barry!"
"Even he was caught..."
"Damn it, have we completely lost..."
When the Western soldiers saw this, despair appeared on their faces.
The commander of an army is the spirit of the army.
When Barry was captured, the anger that these prisoners had been holding in their hearts was instantly shattered!
"Qin Yun! If you want to humiliate me in this way, you are looking down on me!"
Barry's eyes were red, he raised his head and stared at Ning Chen bitterly, gritted his teeth and said coldly.
"I will never give in to you! Even if you humiliate me like this, it will only make me stronger!"
In his opinion, Qin Yun was nothing more than giving himself a final beating.
After all, the question asked by the Great Xiazi just now means that he already has the idea of letting the West redeem the hostages.
These more than 200,000 prisoners were of almost no value left in his hands.
And he is the leader of these more than 200,000 captives. Without him, the West would definitely not give up!
Qin Yun glanced at him and raised a cold arc at the corner of his mouth.
"Hurt you? You think too highly of yourself!"
"Am I going to do such an insignificant thing?"
"In my eyes, you are just a flea. As long as I am willing, I can crush you to death!"
"But I want you to see with your own eyes what kind of mistakes you have committed before you die!"
As he spoke, he looked forward, his eyes falling on Mu Le and others.
"Mu Le, He Ya, Liu Wanshi..."
Qin Yun called several generals, and the generals whose names were called came forward one after another, waiting for orders.
"You guys, take the prisoners into the canyon!"
Upon hearing this, the generals immediately responded and led their respective subordinates to begin driving away the prisoners.
There were more or less unwilling ones among them, but they were all killed on the spot without giving them any chance to cause trouble.
Soon, more than 200,000 troops were sent into the canyon.
The front and rear passages of the canyon have long been blocked by He Ya and his troops. More than 200,000 people are like turtles in an urn, unable to advance or retreat.
Qin Yun called Pingjian Tower and handed him a map.
The map is a topographic map of Xilu Canyon, with a large number of marks marked with ink pens.
"Give me some gunpowder in these places, and then... fire with all your strength!"
Qin Yun's eyes burst out with an unparalleled fierce light, and his hoarse voice was full of murderous intent!
Before Pingjianlou could react, Barry suddenly jumped up from the ground!
"Damn it! Qin Yun, what on earth do you want to do?!"
He seemed to have thought of some possibility, his eyes flashed with fear, and his expression was extremely ugly.
Several guards held him firmly, so that he could only stay in place, unable to move, and looked up at Qin Yun.
"If you do this, you will be punished by God!"
In desperation, Barry even said such words.
Hearing this, Qin Yun laughed loudly, and his laughter was full of sarcasm.
After a while, he stopped and looked at Barry with eyes full of disdain and ridicule, as well as a strong murderous intent.
"You, a Westerner, would actually talk to me about divine punishment?"
"When you killed my soldiers, my generals, and my people, did you ever think there would be divine punishment?!"
"Blood debts can only be paid with blood. The people of Fama City are all waiting for you to go down and kowtow to them in person to apologize!"
He raised his right arm and brought it down hard, as if he wanted to cut off everything in the void.