Xun Ding had never seen such a grand occasion in his life.
However, his face had become thicker day by day since he ran away from home and let himself go, and he had been beaten up by a wretch like Gong Xichou, so his thickness and defense ability were no longer the same as when he was young: "Why are you looking at me?"
Qiu Cheng did not speak directly.
Instead, he spoke up to remind the person who spoke up.
"My Lord has a unique vision. He appreciates you and treats you as a national hero. Since this is the case, you should repay him with a national hero..."
Xun Ding: “…”
He thought he was thick-skinned enough.
I never thought that the person in front of me was my ancestor.
Xun Ding raised his hand to stop him from continuing, and said, "Stop, stop, stop. In the final analysis, what's going on between you and me is just a business. Since it's a business, it's naturally a matter of mutual consent and payment. There's no such thing as a friendship with someone who has no intention of doing anything. I've been running this business for many years, and I've always adhered to the principle of doing as much work as I'm paid. The general under you is not someone I can handle, and the money given by Lord Qiu is not enough for me to risk my life for him, let alone whether I'm a national hero or not. So, there's no need to mention it."
What Xun Ding should do, what he should do, what he should say, and even where he should stand, are all clearly written in the deed.
He does what is within his responsibility.
No extra work, no.
He immediately admitted that his skills were inferior to others.
In the past, he could still be stubborn and say a few words, but Gong Xichou was not used to pampering people, and the harder he talked, the worse he was scolded. Until now, Xun Ding has become completely Buddhist, and can treat these gifted and unreasonable masters calmly - he is just an ordinary person, why should he compete with these masters who have been given backdoors by God? Shen Tang is also one of them.
In this case—
Why can't he cherish his life
Besides, as a bonus for Gongxi Qiupin's one-for-one gift, he would not fight to the death with others for a little money...
Everyone on the city wall was also stunned by Xun Ding's words.
Everyone has a different look.
There was surprise, astonishment, and more of contempt.
The general who started the topic did not hold back: "I have never seen someone as afraid of death as you..."
Xun Ding was not going to indulge him, and said with a smile: "Well, I am afraid of death. Since you are brave and fearless, and have no fear of life and death, and have been honored by Lord Qiu as a 'national hero', why don't you set an example and go down to fight the third battle to clear the obstacles for Lord Qiu?"
"You—" Xun Ding directly challenged him, but he couldn't refute him, so he could only say angrily, "You brat—"
Xun Ding naturally turned a deaf ear to it.
"That's enough!" Qiu Cheng shouted angrily, interrupting the two people's argument. In the current situation, the most embarrassed and angry person was not the two of them, but Qiu Cheng. His face and dignity were completely humiliated in public. How could he bear it when he always cared about face? His expression was so hideous that it was distorted, but the generals didn't notice it at the first time, and Xun Ding pretended that he didn't see it.
The general was startled by the scolding.
He clasped his fists and said, "My Lord, please forgive me..."
“That’s enough!”
Qiu Cheng interrupted him forcefully.
I don't want to hear this person's voice right now.
The sinister eyes swept from the general to Xun Ding, and just as she was about to say something, Shen Tang, who was standing off the field, had already made a decision for them. The duel was a best-of-three game, and she had already won two games, so the remaining third game was actually winnable or not.
Just kidding - a morale buff is within her reach, why would she give it up just to save time? The higher the buff, the stronger the morale, and the less difficulty and casualties during the siege. Hey, I don't mind taking one more head for fun.
She raised her hand to stop the drumming.
Her voice was clearly heard on the city wall as she asked, "Qiu Wenyan, who are you going to send down to die in the third round?"
Qiu Cheng clenched his fists.
I was a little annoyed that Gong Xichou was not there.
Compared to Xun Ding, who was weak, disobedient, and repeatedly contradicted him, Gong Xichou was stronger and more professional. Unfortunately, he arranged Gong Xichou in Xiaocheng to ensure the stability and safety of the rear area.
He was happy to use his fists and feet to expand his territory.
Who would have thought that his neighbor would hit him with a club.
He was beaten so hard that he was dizzy.
Below, Shen Tang continued to draw out his tone: "Qiu-Wen-Yan-whether you are a coward or a brave man, you should at least give me a response. Why, you don't dare to play a third game? If you are really scared, you might as well open the city gate, lower the drawbridge, and surrender. Don't worry, we are not devils, and we will not do such a cruel thing as massacring the city. As long as there are innocent civilians in the city, we will not kill, rob, or disturb them. If you fail to do any of these, you will be laughed at by the world!"
She rode her motorcycle, strolling back and forth leisurely, and did not forget to make big promises to people: "In addition, no matter whether you are a scholar or a commoner in the city, as long as you have good character and talent and can benefit the people, after the city is captured, everything will be the same as before..."
"besides… "
Shen Tang said whatever he thought of.
The atmosphere was so relaxed that it didn't feel like a siege.
The three armies behind Shen Tang also booed from time to time. The fancy rhythm was like a stage, exciting and lively.
Xun Ding glanced at Qiu Cheng from the corner of his eye, and as expected, he saw a black face that looked like it was covered with ink. He almost felt sorry for Qiu Cheng, who was first slapped in the face by the enemy, and then forced to listen to the enemy's persuasion, as if his lord was already dead.
Alas, I have lost all my face in my lifetime.
Just as he finished sighing, he suddenly heard voices saying "My lord, you can't do this" and "My lord, please think twice". He couldn't help but look over curiously. It turned out that Qiu Cheng had taken the bow and arrow from the guard next to him. As the bowstring twitched and hummed, he aimed and released his finger -
All in one go!
Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back.
The arrow flew off the bow, aiming at Shen Tang under the city. This arrow was even infused with a lot of literary energy, just like the anger in Qiu Cheng's heart, which was poured out in one arrow. Although the literary energy is not as strong as the martial energy in the weapon, it is still far better than the ordinary hundred-step shooting.
Xun Ding cursed inwardly: Reckless!
Judging from the situation just now, Shen Tang intends to fight a third battle, and he also regards Qiu Cheng's subordinates as a whetstone - a whetstone that he has finally found, and he doesn't want to break it in one go. Xun Ding dared to guess that the one who fights in the third battle may not be Shen Tang himself.
Even though the hope was slim, there was still a chance to save the situation. Even if it couldn't, they could still delay for some time so that they could make preparations. Moreover, they still had the advantage of the city, and Shen Tang couldn't just take it. Who knew that Qiu Cheng couldn't stand the series of provocations and slaps in the face, and he took action regardless, and his target was the other party's leader...
What message does this move convey
If you want to fight, fight. If you want to kill, kill. No need to say more!
It's equivalent to a complete break-up.
It's the official signal to start war!
As expected—
Shen Tang raised his hand and chopped the arrow into two pieces. The gloating smile on his face had not yet completely disappeared, and it turned into a slight anger: "Since you don't want to drink my toast, I'll drink the penalty wine - Qiu Wenyan, this place will be your burial place!"
"Three armies!"
"Attack the city!"
_(:з」∠)_
Today, the baby ear thermometer I bought for Pierjia arrived, so Xianggu took his own temperature. Wow, it soared to 38.5 degrees. I hurriedly looked for a mercury thermometer, but it was still 38.2 after several measurements. I don’t know if it’s positive, or the wound is inflamed, or something else... I’m in good condition now. Except for feeling cold and a slightly itchy throat, my mind is still clear. Let’s see what happens tomorrow...
(End of this chapter)