Xue Poye's archery skills are deeply rooted in Wu Lachi's essence. When the arrow was shot, it pierced through the stiff air, and with a "swoosh", the guards around Yuan Tiangang wanted to come forward to rescue him, but it was already too late.
Yuan Tiangang was also obviously shocked by the arrow, and did not move in a daze. In a burst of exclamation, the feather arrow did not shoot into Yuan Tiangang's body, but passed by Yuan Tiangang's neck by a hair's breadth. , startled the Northwest Army into a cold sweat.
The soldiers on both sides knew that this arrow was definitely not a miss, but Xue Poye did it intentionally, with the purpose of intimidating the other side.
Seeing the arrow, the generals of the Chu army cheered like a rainbow.
"Yuan Tiangang!" Xue Poye urged his voice vigorously, and the majestic voice spread far away: "You traitor, you have committed trouble, and my commander can shoot you through your throat with one arrow!"
Yuan Tiangang remained calm, with an unusually indifferent expression, and with a trace of sadness in his eyes, he also shouted loudly: "Xue Poye, don't think that the Northwest Army is afraid of you. I can assure you that my Northwest Iron Army will kill you all!"
Xue Poye laughed loudly, and said: "Yuan Tiangang, what you and I said are just jokes. Take a look, the blood in the weapons in our soldiers' hands is not yet dry. If you are still stubborn and don't surrender, my commander I don't mind continuing to fight hand-to-hand!"
An angry expression appeared on Yuan Tiangang's face, but this expression was replaced by helplessness after all, and he shouted: "Xue Poye, our king has something to say to you, would you like to listen?"
"Mingyue King?" Xue Poye said indifferently: "If he has something to say, let him say it in person!"
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"This king is going to tell you in person." An elegant voice came from the Northwest Army formation. The voice was not very powerful, but it was able to reach Xue Poye's ears. Xue Poye only heard With this sentence, I immediately understood that King Mingyue was also a martial artist, he spoke with vigor, and judging by the vigor of his speech, he must have reached the realm of a warrior of the Six Paths.
In the sound, there was a burst of commotion in the formation of the Northwest Army, and soon, under the protection of several armored warriors, Mingyue King wore a luxurious white gown, elegant and refined, and Shi Shiran walked out.
"Commander!" Qian Hong, who was next to Xue Poye, immediately became excited, and said in a low voice, "It's time for revenge, please shoot him to death, Commander, to avenge the brothers!"
Of course Xue Poye understood that the "brother" he was talking about was definitely not a Chu army soldier, but Qing Lianzhao's brother.
Xue Poye turned his head, glanced at Qian Hong, and said calmly: "This commander has his own measure. If you don't have my order, if you act rashly...don't blame this commander for being ruthless!"
Sensing Xue Poye's sharp gaze, Qian Hong couldn't help but feel his heart tense, feeling a little fearful, and said bravely, "Follow... obey the order!"
Xue Poye urged the horse to go forward slightly, staring at Mingyue King who was in the Northwest Army formation, said: "Mingyue King, you finally showed up, if you have something to say, then say it, my commander, listen!"
King Mingyue smiled, shook his head, and said, "As far as I'm talking, I've always liked to drink, does Marshal Xue have the pleasure to drink with me?" After a pause, he said with a smile: "Marshal Xue must have the guts to be a young hero."
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Xue Poye couldn't imagine that Mingyue King was so courageous.
The distance between the two armies was only less than three hundred meters, but King Mingyue ordered his subordinates to place an exquisite small table full of melons, fruits and wine in the gap between the two armies.
Both the Northwest Army and the Chu Army were dumbfounded.
What made everyone admire even more was that the guards behind Mingyue Wangping's retreat slowly walked out from the Northwest Army formation, like a piece of pure white cloud, regardless of personal safety, not afraid of the attack of the Chu army, just strolling quietly in the garden He walked over to the table and sat down cross-legged.
This kind of spirit is not only worshiped as a god by the Northwest Army, but also admired by the Chu Army.
Everyone knows that the most important purpose of suppressing the rebellion this time is to catch Mingyue King, but now that Mingyue King is leisurely in front of his eyes, no one of the soldiers of the Chu army dared to move.
If at this time two archers with superb archery skills were selected from the Chu army's formation and shot two arrows, they would most likely kill Mingyue King immediately.
But at this time, in the eyes of the soldiers on both sides, there was nothing but awe, and no one thought of killing such an elegant person who seemed to be descending from the sky at this time!
Even Qinglianzhao's person was stunned.
Although there are thousands of people, I will go!
So brave, so courageous!
Xue Poye threw the big knife in his hand to his subordinates to catch it, clapped his hands and said: "Okay, okay, Mingyue King is worthy of being the Mingyue King. There are few people in the world who can match this kind of courage. Mingyue King, you can believe it, I can kill you with just one arrow now?"
King Mingyue smiled slightly, picked up the white jade jug on the table, filled his own wine cup and the wine cup opposite, and said leisurely: "This king believes that you have this ability, but this king also believes that you will not do that. "Dashuai Xue, the northwest wind is cold, this glass of wine can make your body warmer!"
Xue Poye laughed, and got off his horse. He didn't care about the enemy's arrows being shot, let alone the opponent's soldiers rushing up to kill him. Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of soldiers, he walked to the open space He walked to the table, sat down cross-legged opposite Mingyue King, raised his wine glass, and said with a smile: "I respect your courage!" He drank it all down.
King Mingyue's appearance aroused the admiration of everyone, and Xue Poye's appearance also amazed the soldiers of both sides.
The generals of the Chu army were still impressed by Mingyue King's courage and demeanor, but now they saw their commander-in-chief calmly, with extraordinary courage, and became proud from the bottom of their hearts.
"You have Mingyue King, and we also have Marshal Xue!"
Putting down the wine cup, the two stared at each other.
"Xue Poye, what do you think of our soldiers in the northwest?" Mingyue King asked.
"Strictly disciplined, brave and good at fighting, tenacious in will, and even more loyal to you, Mingyue King!" Xue Poye said sincerely: "It's a pity, but they are a group of rebels!"
King Mingyue smiled faintly, and continued to ask: "In your opinion, if our army fights with all its strength, who will win and who will lose?"
Xue Poye remained silent, and did not shout out the slogan "Chu's army must win". After pondering for a moment, he calmly said: "Our army is 70%, your army is 30%!"
"Okay." Mingyue King clapped his hands and laughed: "Xue Poye, you are very honest!" After a pause, he said: "Even if your army can win in the end, if our army fights with all its strength, how much do you think it will take to win?" Going down to Yongzhou City?"
"The price is immeasurable!" Xue Poye said indifferently: "But I am ordered by the emperor to suppress the rebellion, even if there is only one person left in the end, I will do my best to complete the task of suppressing the rebellion."
King Mingyue sighed: "Judger, I am alone!"
Xue Poye frowned, looked at King Mingyue, but did not speak.
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"The barbarian offenders will enter Yangguan at any time. If you and my soldiers kill each other here, it will only take advantage of the barbarian." King Mingyue poured his wine and said slowly: "Do you know that the Northwest son of my king, how They are all first-class warriors, as long as they are there, as long as they guard Yongzhou, the barbarians will not dare to invade Chu from Yangguan."
Xue Poye said solemnly: "The Northwest Army guarded Yongzhou. Before that, they made great contributions to the Chu State. These achievements will be remembered by the Chu people. However, the Northwest Army rebelled against the country and rebelled, and this will also be remembered by the Chu people." Remember, future generations will comment on merits and demerits, and what we have to do is to fulfill our responsibilities and become a pawn in the advancement of history, a story.”
"Your metaphor is really good." King Mingyue sighed: "It's up to others to judge whether it's right or wrong. We are just pawns in history, a story... Marshal Xue, are you interested in listening to a story told by me!"
Telling stories in the heavily guarded two-army formation
Xue Poye had no choice but to admire Mingyue King's elegance.
"This king once fell in love with a woman." Mingyue King softened his face, and said softly: "Perhaps it was fate, that evening, the sudden heavy rain made this king enter a wine shop, where I met her, and since then , I can no longer let her go in my heart."
Xue Poye knew in his heart that the "she" mentioned by King Mingyue naturally refers to the Queen Mother in Kyoto, Han Min!
So far, neither Xue Poye nor King Mingyue knew that Han Min had already fallen short in the assassination incident planned by herself, and died.
"There is a saying in Buddhism that among the seven sufferings, there is the suffering of love and parting, and this king also had this suffering with her back then, so this king owes her."
This sentence was a little unclear, but Xue Poye, who knew the reason, could understand it.
For the sake of harmony, King Mingyue reluctantly broke up with Han Min, and Han Min entered the palace and became a queen. Until now, King Mingyue has always felt in his heart that he owed that woman.
"This king wants to make up for her... You should understand that a man will have a lot of grievances and hatreds in the world, but the most indebted thing is a woman's kindness." King Mingyue sighed, with a sad expression on his face. : "So this king has always wanted to find a chance to make up for what I owe."
Xue Poye frowned and said, "Mingyue King, it's because of him that you rebelled?"
"She has seen all the expensive gifts in the world, so to compensate her, the gift must be extraordinary." Mingyue King said indifferently: "I asked her what she wanted, and she said she wanted a country, so I wanted to give a country give her!"
Xue Poye opened his mouth, feeling a little unbelievable.
"You may think it's ridiculous, but in my eyes, mountains and rivers are really nothing...!" King Mingyue smiled wryly: "But when I see that a mountain and a mountain need countless bones to fill up, and countless blood to wash away, Only then did I understand that the last thing in the world to give away is Jiangshan, because Jiangshan itself is corpses and blood!"
"You finally understand this truth." Xue Poye said with sullen eyes, "Do you know how much blood you have shed and how many people have died in order to compensate a woman and give her the gift she wanted? Tens of thousands The soldiers of the Northwest Army and the Chu Army died on the battlefield just because of your gift, you... are guilty!"
"This king wants to make a deal with you!" Ming Yue Wang became serious.
"Deal?" Xue Poye didn't understand what it meant.
"Use this king's life in exchange for the opportunity for my disciples from Yongzhou to redeem their sins." Mingyue King's expression was very tired, and his eyes, which were originally like stars, seemed rather lifeless: "After this king dies, you take They, go and exterminate the Hu people, in the name of the Northwest Army!"
"What?" Xue Poye was very surprised, his expression changed. Although he thought about countless possibilities, he never thought that King Mingyue was willing to give up resistance on his own initiative.
"Flesh and blood, there is already enough blood, because this king alone has put my Northwest children in a desperate situation, so now this king feels that what this king really owes in this life is not a woman, but the entire Northwest soldiers And the common people, it is this king who plunged them into the cruel flames of war." Mingyue King said quietly: "The ones this king should compensate most are them!"
Xue Poye said seriously: "Is what you said true?"
"The battlefield for the warriors in the Northwest is to face the barbarians." King Mingyue stared at Xue Poye: "Compared to the hatred for you, I think the hatred for the barbarians for the Northwest children is far greater than the hatred for you. They are also more willing to die on the battlefield with the barbarians!"
Speaking of this, a trace of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of Mingyue King's mouth.
"You...?" Xue Poye was a little surprised when he saw the trace of blood.
King Mingyue gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a finger, put his finger in front of his eyes, and sighed softly: "It really is a good medicine, only a trace of blood bleeds out, so that after I die, I can still retain the nobility of the royal family!"
Xue Poye frowned, his body shook violently, and said in a deep voice, "You... have you taken poison?"