The Light, The Sword

Chapter 137: Stop Ge

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Jin Wushu couldn't help but feel a little dazed for a while.

The words he just said to Zhao Kuangyin are indeed what he said from the bottom of his heart.

He grew up in the mountains and forests full of beasts. He has long been accustomed to the law of the jungle where the weak eat the strong, and the survival of the fittest. Before he heard Zhao Kuangyin’s words, he had never thought about it, between people, between nations, except In addition to conquering and being conquered, there may actually be a third way to go.

In fact, he had been among the Confucian scholars of the Han people before, and he had heard this truth, but at that time he was just scornful and dismissive.

Because in his opinion, this is just an excuse for the helpless of the weak.

However, Zhao Kuangyin, who was standing in front of him now, was an out-and-out strong.

Neither the emperor of the southern kingdom nor the bright and bright Song Dynasty that rose behind him were no longer him, and they were not comparable to the entire Dajin Kingdom.

So the same sentence, the same truth, came out of Zhao Kuangyin's mouth, but he couldn't help but listen, and he couldn't take it without thinking.

The respect for the strong and the contempt for the weak are also things that have been deeply burned into his blood in the decades of fighting and tempering since childhood, although even Jin Wushu himself , They may not really realize this clearly.

What's more, he felt his sincere sincerity in the words of the Southern Kingdom emperor.

Yup!

Song people want to live, and Jurchen people want to live, so besides you and me, why can't you think of another way to go? Why can't everyone sit down and discuss one so that both parties can continue to survive. The way down

With a "knock", he suddenly pulled out the scimitar on his waist.

Even at the moment when Zhao Kuangyin was about to shoot, he was still bare-handed, but at this moment, he drew his knife.

The four guards behind him were already enthusiastic and wanted to fight for their lives, but they didn’t know why his commander was stabbed by the Southern Kingdom’s emperor in a few words, so they were at a loss for a while, and now they see Jin Wu. Shushu drew his sword, and he was still holding back, almost at the same time he pulled out the scimitar in his hand and forced him to come forward.

Zhao Kuangyin was completely unaware of all of this. He turned his back to Jin Wushu with a scimitar in his hand and the four guards, quietly holding his hands, looking at the distant sky, the far side of the sky.

Jin Wushu raised the scimitar in his hand flat to his chest, facing Zhao Kuangyin from the distance, but there was no other action. Instead, he slowly spoke, and said in a deep voice: "Emperor of the Southern Kingdom, Jin Wushu has never convinced people in my life. But I have seen the true hero between heaven and earth. If you can trust me, I, Jin Wushu, can swear an oath here. After returning to the country, I will do my best to persuade my Lord of the Kingdom to return Tianshui County Lord and return to the land of Hedong in order to achieve The peace between Song and Jin. The Song Kingdom is proclaimed emperor by His Majesty one day. My Jurchen clan will never step into the Song Realm one step at a time. If you violate this oath, you will be like this."

At this point, he climbed up the blade with his left hand, exerted force with both hands, only to hear a "clang" sound, and Jinger just smashed the scimitar in two.

The four guards behind him couldn't help but exclaimed: "Marshal..."

Jin Wushu never noticed them at all. He took a step forward and shouted to Zhao Kuangyin: "Emperor of the Southern Kingdom, what do you say?!"

Zhao Kuangyin slowly turned around, with a smile on his face, and said faintly: "It's late, it's too late for the commander to say this again now!"

Jin Wushu raised his eyebrows slightly, and said sensibly, "Among the descendants of Bukuli Yongshun, there has never been a person who is greedy for life and fear of death. This commander only said that he felt that he was interested in making peace with me. Cultivating harmony and stopping fighting for martial arts means that this commander will not hesitate to swear an oath with the honor of a warrior to devote the rest of his life to making the two nations of the Jin and Song dynasties cast swords as ploughs and live in peace, but it is by no means that I am afraid of you. Song, if your majesty turns back and intends to offend my big gold, then there are millions of Jurchen men's heads and blood, waiting for your majesty!"

Zhao Kuangyin laughed dumbly, and said: "I am the emperor, the golden mouth is a jade word, why should I say the opposite. It's just that the commander has forgotten that there has never been an infringement of Dajin by the Song Dynasty. Now the land under the marshal's feet, even this valley The thousands of gully areas to the north of the Great River were originally the land of our Song Dynasty. They are the boundaries that we Han Chinese have guarded for generations. However, until now, it is still your Jurchens who never forget to lead horses to the south, and they are the borders that we Han people have guarded for generations. Central Plains, does the Marshal really think that I can believe that just after this defeat, your Jurchen clan will take away the wildness you honed in the white mountains and black waters, and close the big mouth of the blood that is constantly swallowing everything around?"

"It's not because of this battle, it's because of me." Jin Wushu looked at Zhao Kuangyin with a solemn expression on his face, saying word by word: "Does your majesty trust me!"

Zhao Kuangyin looked at Jin Wushu for a long time, but still shook his head slowly.

Jin Wushu's muscles suddenly tightened, and the four Jurchen Iron Guards felt his cold killing intent, and they bowed and leaned forward slightly, like four beasts that wanted to choose people and eat them.

They have served as close guards in front of Jinwushu since they were young. In their minds, Jinwushu is the sky, the god, and even the Emperor Dajin. For them, they are not even close to the one who has led them countless. The commander who rushed the battlefield every time and won numerous victories is important.

On the battlefield these days, they also had an appreciation of warriors and awe of heroes for this equally brave and brave general of the Song State Supervision Army, so even if they wanted to encircle and kill Zhao Kuangyin before, they just wanted to kill. Compared with the two countries, I have to do it!

For them, what the emperor of Song Dynasty is this man at the moment, is second.

Since following Jin Wushu, they have been instilled in their hearts with the idea that the reason why a man is worthy of respect is because of his bravery, not because of his position. The position can be deprived and bravery. But it will always belong to me.

But now it is different.

Because their commander solemnly swore the honor of a Jurchen warrior, but was refused by the Song man in front of him.

This is the most humiliating contempt!

So now they all have their own killing intent rising, and they almost want to use all four knives to cut Zhao Kuangyin into meat sauce.

kill!