As we got closer, they were all Jurchen soldiers wearing iron armor. The silver-white armor radiated a cold light unique to the battlefield under the shining torches. Each of them had a spear and a shield, with only a pair of eyes exposed, and they were invulnerable. The leader was riding on a black bird. Zhui Ma was also wearing heavy armor, and the Fangtian painted halberd in his hand was reflected red by the firelight.
At this moment, Hua Rong felt like he was struck by lightning. It was a feeling, a strange feeling. This is the fourth prince, and this is of course the fourth prince. Because they are so close. Because they are Wu Zima and Fang Tian Huaji!
The Wu Zhui horse and Fang Tian's painted halberd are his best marks and cannot be imitated by anyone.
What surprised her was the mysterious golden general who rescued her when he assassinated Qin Hui that day. He was fully armed at the time, and even his eyes were lowered, and his expression could not be seen clearly. She also thought he was the fourth prince—although that person was not Wu Zima, It wasn't Fang Tian Huaji, but she was sure of it at the time. Because it wasn't what she witnessed, but what she judged based on common sense and experience.
However, now I can almost see those cold eyes, under the hood, revealing the tenacity and indifference of years of immersion in war, and suddenly there is a strange terror:
The person he was that day, but him
Is this him not the other
If it wasn't the fourth prince, who could it be
Why are you so frightened when you look into the eyes of the Fourth Prince
It was as if she had fallen into a situation that was not arranged by anyone, but was caused by her own mistake. She was so frightened. It was a woman's delusion, which caused horror.
Is it really just an illusion
Her body was trembling slightly, and she held the bow and arrow in her hand tightly, fearing that it would fall. In front of her, the man on the Wuzui horse had stopped and took off the hood on his head.
Jinwushu! The Fourth Prince!
He looked coldly at the high hillock with his braided hair on the left side. After exerting all his strength, he shouted loudly: "King Qin, please surrender!"
King Qin didn't care, and his voice was full of energy: "Jin Wushu, such a bastard, how can I surrender to a turtle like you?"
He was not at all angry at King Qin's scolding: "King Qin, you are already a turtle in a urn, at the end of the road. As long as you hand over the hiding place of 150,000 silver, I promise to kill only one of you..." He paused. Then he continued, "As for the other people around you, I am lenient and will forgive them all!"
The upstairs was empty, no one answered.
"King Qin, are you afraid? Don't you dare to say anything? Surrender immediately before it's too late..."
King Qin had already arrived at Hua Rong's side. He lowered his voice and said, "Girl, are you afraid?" Then, without waiting for her to answer, he turned to the guards and said, "You must protect my wife's safety..."
The man's warmth came from the palm of her hand. At this moment, Hua Rong calmed down. There was a faint smile between her eyebrows. Her tone was also light, but loud. Her voice was neither charming nor tender, but it was beyond this. Both of them have a kind of clarity that is rare for women: "Qin Shangcheng, you underestimate me. If I, Hua Rong, are afraid, I won't dare to call you 'Madam'!"
The King of Qin was full of arrogance, with great strength surging in his body, and he was infinitely proud: "Haha, girl, you are right. My wife, the King of Qin, is destined to lick blood with the tip of a knife, so what should I be afraid of?"
The voice was so loud, "My wife, the King of Qin, what do you have to be afraid of?" It spread far away, like the sound of drums before a battle.
There was total silence in the Jin Army's camp, except for the torches, armored horses, and well-trained war horses.
Jin Wushu raised his head and looked at the "sentinel tower" in front of him. The beautiful figure carrying a quiver on her back did not dodge at all. She stood side by side with King Qin without any fear. Under the firelight, he could almost see her face. That faint, indifferent smile on her face, and even the hand she held with King Qin.
It's like this, it's always been like this. No matter what, he and her are at the sharp end of hostility. It used to be Yue Pengju, and now it's the King of Qin. He originally thought that once Yue Pengju died, this deep ravine would naturally be filled up. But , not only that, but even deeper. Just like mountains and cliffs, like dry seas and broken rocks, they will never be repeated.
Even if she could choose anyone else, why would she choose King Qin
Lu Wenlong's accusations had already disturbed his defenses, and all the squeezing anger was instantly ignited by the words "I am the wife of King Qin" and exploded, just like the duel between Song and Jin, it was inevitable. He smiled calmly, and his determination was instantaneous. Decide: "King Qin, I will give you one last chance! Hand over 150,000 silver and kill only one of you!"
On the mound, he was answered with a "swish" sound, which was an arrow shot by King Qin. A Jin army fell to the ground at the sound. There was a small angry outcry in the Jin army camp, but it subsided immediately, and the military appearance remained neat and tidy. That's the kidnapping horse, the kidnapping horse that was the foundation of the founding of the Jin Dynasty.
Wu Qimai reminded him in a low voice behind him: "Fourth Prince, please put on your pocket..."
He did not take it seriously. He had already held the bag in his hand and looked in the direction of Gao Gang: "You must know that this prince is here to hunt for stolen silver. As you Han people have said, God has the virtue of good life, and Dajin is lenient. Over the years, , I am also trying my best to advocate for peace, and I have no intention of fighting with you. However, how can you be selfish if you seek to benefit the country? If you are stubborn, don’t blame me for being ruthless... "
King Qin naturally understood that what he said was actually for Hua Rong, and he laughed loudly: "Jin Wushu is a living bastard, kill him if you want, what are you talking about? You bastard, you are hypocritical, you are just a hypocrite. Jealous of me! What do you mean by country? You framed Zhongliang, killed hundreds of people in your family including Zong Han, Pulu Hu and Gu Shen, and killed your own brother Zong Jun. You are not afraid of your ancestors from Da Jin. Reach out and pinch your neck? Are you going to stop playing the piano this time? Or do you want to play the sheng? Make tea? Bring all your props.
Jin Wushu completely ignored his ridicule: "King Qin, you will definitely die! You are not in the line of mercy of this prince!"
"Hahaha, I want you to forgive me? You are a golden dog. I am just a defeated general! Who will die and who will live? It may not be you, a living tortoise, who has the final say..."
"King Qin, you will definitely die!"
Hua Rong's hand holding the arrow was sweating drop by drop. The fateful cycle had finally come.
Yue Pengju, you will definitely die!
King Qin, you must die!
That's the case with Jin Wushu. He always has the best excuse and the most high-sounding reason to kill the man who treats him best. It satisfies his greatest pleasure in victory, his proudest strategy, and his image as the most "benevolent" politician.
When he finishes all this, he will still be the greatest and noblest general in the world!
The truth is all on his side.
"People in the sentry tower, listen... Hua Rong..."
He raised his voice and called her name directly, unwilling to dodge any more.
"Hua Rong, are you willing to die with King Qin, or live with your brothers? It's your choice! I promise to let you and all your brothers go..."
She thought, even let go of the blood, sweat and silver tribute of the 150,000 Song Dynasty people? She smiled, with a hint of sarcasm in the corner of her mouth. She really didn't know how to understand people. Zhao Deji was like this, and Jin Wushu was like that.
It’s all my own failure in this life! I am not worthy of being Yue Pengju’s wife!
She remained silent, and from beginning to end, she was unwilling to say another word to Jin Wushu.
The three boils of tenderness and the music of the piano under the moon are all embellishments - an embellishment of his extremely boring romantic life, to show his elegance and tenderness. I am just entertaining his temporary loneliness and interest. .
But, has his fourth prince ever had any true feelings in his life
She sneered, and the hand holding the arrow's handle suddenly became firm and full of strength.
"I will count three times, and those who voluntarily surrender can come down. Anyone who exposes the King of Qin, I will not only promise to spare your life, but after finding the 150,000 silver, I will also reward everyone with 50,000..."
There was still silence on the sentry tower, except for some insults:
"Golden dog, don't even think about it..."
"Shameless golden dog, that is the wealth of my Song Dynasty..."
"The golden dog will destroy me, the Song Dynasty. I will fight to the death with you today..."
King Qin waved his hand to stop their noise.
"This prince gives you the last chance. If you want to surrender, please come down. I will count to three. Anyone who does not surrender will be killed without mercy! One, two..."
Everyone held their breath, and even Jin Wushu himself paused. Suddenly he remembered the battle at sea, and his own words of "Kill without mercy!" His thoughts were a little dazed, and fate, such a trick, actually made him. History repeats itself once again.
Suddenly angrily, who told her to choose King Qin? Who told her to be with King Qin? Even if you are not with yourself, why do you have to be with King Qin? Is it her nature and hobby to be hostile to herself? King Qin is just such a vulgar, vulgar, vulgar and vile pirate leader! Wouldn't marrying him disgrace Yue Pengju's reputation? Why do you keep saying that you are honoring Yue Pengju? Where is the chaste and martyr woman of the Song Dynasty? Or even, why didn't she just commit suicide like Mrs. Lu
But he was so shameless that he wanted to marry King Qin! You dare to openly say, "If I, Hua Rong, are afraid, I won't dare to call you 'Madam'!"
Shameless woman! A watery woman! Why doesn't she die
Jealousy burned his eyes red. It was the biggest setback in his life. Even if he killed Yue Pengju, she would not belong to him! She would rather marry that shameless pirate leader than commit herself to herself. Being the princess of the fourth prince's palace and the queen of Yue is not more beautiful and dignified than the wife of a pirate leader. This woman is crazy! She is crazy!
He's crazy too!
Fang Tian slowly raised his halberd, as if he wanted to kill the moral person who committed adultery and adultery, and almost shouted at the top of his lungs: "Three..." The sound was silky, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, like a poisonous snake's juice, In the sky, in the dark night, spread out bit by bit, soaking into every bit of air and every inch of land...
The ground beneath my feet trembled, as if it was sinking.
Then came the Jin army’s earth-shaking killing cry: “Kill, kill, kill…”