The First Tyrant of Daxia

Chapter 1989: Intercepting Khalil, Only Allowed to Defeat

Finished!

After Liu Wanshi broke into the general's camp, he saw the scene in front of him and his eyes suddenly went dark.

I couldn't help but curse myself in my heart, why did I barge in at this time?

When Opatra saw Liu Wanshi rushing in, she became even more shy, which was so alluring.

Unfortunately, they cannot be picked for the time being.

"Liu Wanshi, what the hell is wrong with you? If nothing happened, I'll kill you!" Qin Yun couldn't help but curse when his good thing was interrupted.

Qin Yun was very angry at this time!

Liu Wanshi swallowed his saliva and whispered, "Your Majesty, an army of about 100,000 people was found near the royal city, coming from the direction of Donur City. It seems to be the army of the British Empire."

"Coming from the direction of Donur City?" Qin Yun frowned in thought.

Liu Wanshi said: "According to the guide of the Ptomile Dynasty, it seems to be the army of Lord Kalil, the same guys who besieged Donur City before."

Qin Yun's eyes flashed, and he smiled: "So that's how it is."

Although Liu Wanshi didn't know what Qin Yun meant by "so that's how it is", he nodded and it was certain that it was correct.

"Your Majesty, why don't you let me lead the army to intercept and kill Khalil's army!" Liu Wanshi's eyes were filled with anger.

If it weren't for that damned Lord Khalil, he wouldn't have been scolded by Qin Yun. Liu Wanshi didn't dare to be dissatisfied with Qin Yun, but vented all his anger on Lord Khalil.

"Row!"

Qin Yun showed a strange smile, "How about I ask you to lead 200,000 troops to kill Lord Khalil?"

"Uh..." Liu Wanshi didn't dare to answer because Qin Yun's smile was really a bit weird.

"Your Majesty, will you really give me an army of 200,000?" Liu Wanshi asked cautiously.

Qin Yun laughed and scolded: "Nonsense, can I go back on my word?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Wanshi patted his chest and said, "Your Majesty, rest assured. If you give me 200,000 troops, I promise to beat Khalil so hard that even his mother won't recognize him!"

"No!"

Qin Yun shook his head. "I don't want you to win. I want you to lose! If the other side has reinforcements, don't fight. Turn around and leave."

"Ah?" Liu Wanshi was stunned, his small eyes full of confusion.

Not to mention Liu Wanshi, even Opatra looked puzzled.

I have only ever heard that a war must be won, but never heard that a war must be lost.

"Stop making those noises. Can you do it? Speak!" Qin Yun said unhappily.

"This..." Liu Wanshi scratched his head, "It is possible to do it, but why?"

Qin Yun's eyes were deep, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Just do it if I ask you to."

"Yes!"

Liu Wanshi knelt on one knee, accepted the order and left the camp.

After a while, the army pointed out the drums, and the sound was like thunder.

Then, the 200,000-strong army, led by Liu Wanshi, rushed out of the military camp.

On the Sovos Plain.

Prince Khalil had a gloomy face all the way up, and no one dared to offend him.

Behind him were 150,000 British Empire soldiers.

Although his choice to retreat was wise, it greatly reduced the losses of the army.

But in the eyes of all the soldiers, his behavior was cowardly and incompetent.

Even if the Western coalition forces retreated first, they still had 200,000 troops. Why couldn't we fight them?

But they didn’t think about why the Western coalition forces retreated first?

The Western coalition forces are like hyenas on the grassland. They will never do anything without benefits, and will never do anything that is too risky.

Prince Khalil doesn't care what they think. If everyone has his vision, then the prince will not belong to him, but to everyone.

"Your Majesty, we are almost at the royal city." The legion commander reminded.

Prince Khalil came back to his senses, looked at the tent looming in the distance, and said, "Tell the soldiers to be alert, someone may come to intercept us next."

"Yes!"

The order was passed down quickly, and the British soldiers felt a little nervous.

It is said that the Emperor of Daxia led hundreds of thousands of troops to surround the royal city. If the other side led troops to besiege them, it would be another fierce battle.

Their concerns are not unnecessary.

Suddenly, a large group of people appeared on the plain. They were so powerful that they were like a rolling black cloud covering a very large area on the plain.

The distinctive cloud-patterned flags on this army fully demonstrate the identity of this army: it is the Daxia Army!

The British soldiers were already fleeing and their morale was low, and when they saw this huge army, they became thrown into disarray.

Prince Khalil's pupils shrank, and he quickly ordered: "Prepare for battle! I have sent someone to inform His Majesty the King. We just need to hold on for a while and we can wait for reinforcements from the Royal City."

This sentence was like a reassurance, calming the uneasy mood of the British soldiers.

A skirmish on the plains is about to break out.

Liu Wanshi charged in the front, and although he was not as brave as Mu Le and He Ya, he was almost as brave.

With one man and one sword in hand, he rushed into the British soldiers as if he were in an empty space, and killed many British soldiers in just a moment.

These Da Xia soldiers were all elite soldiers who were brave and good at fighting. In addition, they had an absolute advantage in numbers. When the two sides collided, the Da Xia soldiers almost overwhelmed the soldiers of the British Empire.

Prince Khalil rode a warhorse, holding a spear and charged into the crowd, killing many Daxia soldiers.

Liu Wanshi got angry when he saw Khalil. It was this guy who caused him to be scolded by Qin Yun, and now he dared to massacre his soldiers. Naturally, he could not tolerate this.

At that moment, each of them rushed towards Khalil with a knife.

Along the way, some fearless British soldiers rushed up, but were easily dealt with by Liu Wanshi.

At this time, Prince Khalil also discovered this powerful general who was rushing towards him.

"British knights never kill nameless people. Tell me your name!" Caril turned his horse and pointed his spear at Liu Wanshi.

Liu Wanshi spat: "I call you grandpa!"

Khalil was furious. He rode his horse forward and thrust his spear fiercely at Liu Wanshi with such force that it broke through the wind.

Liu Wanshi grabbed the saddle and dodged sideways, then counterattacked with his sword and looked towards Khalil.

Khalil quickly raised the shield in his other hand to block Liu Wanshi's attack. But Liu Wanshi's force was too strong, and Khalil's hand holding the shield was hurt.

Taking advantage of the moment when Liu Wanshi had no strength to fight back, Khalil quickly raised the spear again and stabbed it directly at Liu Wanshi's heart.

"Huh?"

Liu Wanshi let out a strange cry, turned his body slightly, and then clamped the spear with alarming power under his armpit.

Prince Khalil's eyes were spitting fire, because Liu Wanshi's expression seemed to be saying, is this it?

"furious!"

Khalil roared, threw away his spear, drew the knight's silver sword from his waist, and killed Liu Wanshi.

Liu Wanshi chuckled and swung his sword to directly block the silver sword of Prince Khalil.

Just as he was about to take advantage of the situation to pursue, he suddenly remembered Qin Yun's words.