Everyone held their breath in the entire Dayuan army formation, watched the new king riding on the horse in front of him slowly turned over, untied the sword on his waist and handed it to the guards, and walked towards the high platform opposite.

The previous idea of ​​"Fighting" has long disappeared, and no one dared to speak out.

The camp guarding the front of the high platform, and layered the passages that a person could pass through. Gao Shun, who was riding on a tall horse, pointed to the cloak hanging behind the other party, and said simply and directly: "Relieve it to show respect."

Meitu's face darkened, and the Han soldiers who came over took off the cloak on his shoulders, and then let it go. The platform was about three meters, square, and a rammed earth steadily circled upwards. Several soldiers carrying double bows and scimitars were guarded by each corner. Following up, a young guard commander in his twenties who held a mace turned his head and looked up and down a few times: "How long have you seen a fat man? Go up, don't rush up the ladder. Be careful when you see my leader speaking. Last time, someone was rude, and now the grave has grown grass."

"Yes..." Meitu nodded with his face down. One side commander had been in charge for many years, but he didn't care about the other side's insidious threats. Walking up to the platform, the evil man who had learned before was standing at the stairs. When he came up, the other side's fierce eyes kept flowing on him, and he couldn't help but shivered again. Not far ahead were two long tables, wolf velvet armor and red cloak sitting there waiting for him, with wine and meat on the table.

Meitu carefully pressed his steps and kept his heart in his heart, but never let it go.

"King of Dayuan, I have met the Grand Governor of Shangbang." He walked to the middle of the long case, his tone seemed to be respectful when he was in Yucheng City. He bowed his hand and secretly looked at the wolf king sitting in the upper head.

The flags were rushing around, the wind blew across the platform, and the white velvet was stroking the armor slightly. Gongsun Zhi looked at him, poured wine, "Come and sit." Then, he turned his head and nodded to the giant man over there: "Dian Wei, please inform him and you can start."

When Meitu sat down, he saw the evil man named Dian Wei turn around and walk downwards. He quickly turned his head and spoke cautiously: "Governor...what has begun?"

"It has nothing to do with you Dayuan, come! Drinking"

Hearing a low voice, Meitu Zhenmo held up the jade cup in both hands and toasted him. He learned the etiquette of the Han people and took a sip. Just when he was about to put it down, someone's shouting came from below, intermittently, and finally he heard some.

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"The governor has a word, the vanguard of the three armies, and the one with high skills leads"

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"...If you want to see it, stand up and watch it. This is the tradition of my great man in fighting for the vanguard. All the generals have excellent martial arts skills. If you are interested in Dayuan, you can also compare the lengths. However, before, I will talk to you about the Dayuan Kingdom."

Gongsun Zhi raised his hand and told him not to be nervous. He played with the crystal clear glass cup with his other hand.

"Tu Yu Chengcheng City is just a means to show, just like now. If not, the leaders of the Dayuan tribes who have never seen the Han army will always be dissatisfied. But you don't have to worry. If Dayuan surrenders, there will be no more wars, nor will you plunder the civilians and nobles of Dayuan. I can guarantee this!" At this point, Gongsun Zhi's eyes were half-closed, and the glass cup was knocked on the desk table in his hand, making the Meitu on the side feel distressed. After a moment, the voice continued: "...... My Han people came here to fight a war on an expedition. If you say there is no purpose, you Meitu will definitely not believe it. So, it's very simple. The pastures and war horses outside Ershi City will be taken over, and we will not touch other interests in Dayuan, and we will not interfere with the government affairs of others. After all, greed must be stopped at the right time..."

The wolf king, who was sitting with a golden sword in Malaysia, turned his gaze and stared at the Dayuan King opposite: "... do you think it's right?"

Meitu's hand shook for a moment, and some wine stains spilled out.

Below the high platform.

The large and small square arrays formed a semicircle on the high platform, with a row of formations on the far right, and the large and round waisted body stretched out the armor. He led several guards to squeeze out the soldiers in front and walked to the front. When the deputy general Wu Anguo saw him coming, he turned his head and signaled to the scene: "Can you go over and fight?"

"I don't know!" Pan Feng dug his nose and rubbed his fingers on the saddle, and said seriously: "Look at which of the commanders and generals of each army is not fierce and unstoppable? The first one is sure to be able to get nothing, and it's a shame. I'll be the last one to play. This is Tian Ji's horse racing, waiting for his leisure, and this pioneer is stable in my old Pan's hands."

"That's right, then I'll be there in the end..."

As Wu Anguo spoke, the sound of horse hooves sounded from the Jingzhou military formation beside him. He rushed out of the formation and came to the field. Two generals with the head and shoulders of the armored tigers appeared with a long sword: "Wei Yan, Wei Wenchang will start with the generals first." He pulled his horse's head and his voice suddenly rose: "Who will fight with a certain battle!"

When the Xiliang Army formation heard this loud shout, Ma Chao frowned, tightened the handle of the gun and was about to go out of the formation. A cavalry next to him clamped the belly of the horse and directly crossed him, rushed to the field, and came to the opposite side of Wei Yan. The voice was loud: "Xiliang Ma Dai tried the generals from Jingzhou."

Opposite, the knife edge was facing upwards, and the war horse slowly walked.

"Okay! I also want to experience the heroic spirit of a man in Xiliang."

The moment he finished speaking, Wei Yan suddenly said: "Gao" the horse was urging, and the horse's hooves kicked out the soil. Ma Dai shook his iron spear and clamped the horse's belly and met: "Then let you see it!" The gun tip in his hand stabbed the other party, and the opponent was also swinging the knife, and the horse's heads were connected.

The spear head and the blade collided firmly, and a sound of metal and iron fighting was heard. Ma Dai's arms were shaken slightly. After the interlaced, his face, which was still a little green, clenched his teeth and turned around.

"Come again!" he yelled.

The horse tumbling his hooves rushed straight over, and fought with the long sword that was slashed several times. He suddenly hit the belly of the horse on the left. Ma Dai instantly approached Wei Yan, exerted force with both arms, and pushed the long sword that was slashed with a thrust of the gun bar, and inserted the tail of the gun into the air, poking the opponent's lower abdomen.

In the formation, a slim guard behind Ma Chao looked happy. When he saw Ma Dai turning his gun in the field, he shouted excitedly: "Brother, he is going to win!"

"I'm going to lose, Bo Zhan is not the opponent of that Jingzhou native."

While Ma Chao narrowed his eyes and spoke, among the two people fighting over there, Wei Yan waved the hilt of the knife and directly slashed the tail of the gun. At the moment when the two horses were staggered, Wei Yan shouted violently: "Dismount the horse!" He fell down with a backhand.

Bang!

Ma Dai's martial arts skills are not low, but his experience is much worse than the other party. He didn't have time to react. The back of the sword he waved was printed on his back. His strong figure turned over and fell off the horse's back. The horse's galloping horse slowed down. Wei Yan felt proud inexplicably. Thinking that he had been silent for a long time in Jingzhou, but now he is a hero in the world, and even in the Gentiles, showing off his martial arts. This trip is not in vain.

He bowed: "Occurs!"

On the other side, Ma Dai got up from the ground in a panic, his body covered with dust. He couldn't help but shake it even when he stood up straight. Seeing the other person's expression, he was not inconvenient to get angry, so he raised his hand: "It's Dai's skills are not as good as human..."

While he was speaking, a war horse came over, and the figure above covered the sunshine shining on Ma Dai. On the back of the war horse, there were people with silver armor and lion helmets. They said in a gentle voice: "Bo Zhan goes down and rest." The latter nodded, took his mount, and returned to the formation with a dejected look.

Just as the other two younger brothers comforted him, the general in the silver armor and white cloak slowly raised the Zhanjin tiger-head spear, and the white lion mane swayed in the wind. He said, "Ma Chao in Xiliang."
Chapter completed!