Ye Yunsan looked at Dan Tai Yuan Shu: "I thought it was 500,000 taels, and a 100,000 taels per game. I forgot about Chen Leng's betting."

Dan Tai Yuanshu said: "But I remember clearly that one game is 100,000 taels, and a total of 500,000 taels are raised."

Wu Xinyu sighed next to him with his forehead.

Ye Yunsan and Dan Tai Yuan Shu looked at Wu Xinyu at the same time: "What do you mean?"

Wu Xinyu said: "Fortunately, both of you are not working in the Ministry of Revenue, otherwise Daning is really... it is really hard to describe. I am afraid that you have forgotten it. Chen Leng said that one raises to 150,000 taels in one game, and another five hundred thousand taels in a row."

“Is there any?”

Dan Tai Yuan Shu looked at Ye Yunsan, and Ye Yunsan shook his head: "I didn't hear it clearly."

Both of them smiled embarrassedly. Dan Tai Yuan Shu really forgot, and Ye Yunsan really got distracted.

At this time, Chen Leng was negotiating with the people of the Black Martial Empire. The opponent obviously did not intend to admit it so easily. He only fought one game and ran four. How could they easily accept such a five-game losing streak?

For the Black Martial Arts, this is even more shameful than actually losing five games.

"You have chosen a hundred people in total."

Xin Fengyue glared at Qingshu: "Four out of a hundred people are spies from Ningguo, and Binye is still your good friend. You two were inseparable from Qingshu... I don't know if you should trust you now. I'm even wondering if it's right to hand over the army of the South Court to you."

"His Majesty."

Qingshu knelt down on the ground with a pounce: "Your Majesty, I am indeed negligent, but these spies from Ningguo are everywhere. They are not Ning people, and I have just taken over..."

Xin Fengyue sighed, and he knew how could it be blamed on Qingshu? The Nanyuan Camp was the one who killed wolf before, and the other team was Pu Luo Qianshou. If you really want to investigate it carefully, he chose Qingshu at the earliest, Bin Ye and Ge Yunda sent it to Pu Luo Qianshou's army.

If he pursues the matter, wouldn’t he even have to pursue it himself and then convict him of something? Affair with the enemy country?

As he was talking, he saw the host officer running back in the competition court. After reaching the bottom of the high platform, he leaned over and said, "General Ningguo Chen Leng asked to settle the money they won in five consecutive games now."

"He's a big deal!"

Qingshu said angrily: "Everyone is theirs, I don't admit that we Heiwu lost."

The presiding official looked angry: "The same is true for Beizhi, but he has a strong attitude. He said that if there is no settlement, there is no need to continue fighting later. He said that they have won five games in a row, which is enough to show that Black Martial Arts is far inferior to Ningguo, and he also said that our people can't take medicine."

Qingshu looked at Xin Fengyue. Is it necessary to continue such a competition? But he didn't dare to ask. This competition was thought of by Xin Fengyue, and the only one who could make the decision at this time was Xin Fengyue.

"Let Chen Leng come over and talk to me to see if he dares to come."

Xin Fengyue was silent for a moment and ordered: "Chen Leng comes here by himself, no one else can do it."

The presiding official hurriedly ran back and told Chen Leng what Xin Fengyue said. Chen Leng couldn't help laughing after listening.

"You go back and ask Xin Fengyue if he has the final say on why? He doesn't have the right to put it away."

After saying this, Chen Leng shook his head again: "Forget it, don't ask."

He turned around and walked back: "The competition was cancelled!"

"call!"

After the soldiers responded, the team on Daning began to move. Dan Tai Yuan Shu and Wu Xinyu also stood up, and the personal soldiers took away all the chairs they were sitting on.

On the high platform, Xin Fengyue's face looked so ugly that she found that her anger actually had no meaning. What would he do to order Ning Ren to listen to him?

The competition lost five consecutive games, no matter what the reason was, the envoys of the small country were still watching, everything became out of control, but thinking about it from the beginning, everything was uncontrollable.

Ningren can give up more than one million taels of silver, but Ningren won. The proud and proud spirit when they turned around and left seemed to have slapped Xin Fengyue in the face. What can Xin Fengyue do now? Should I shout you to stop, or shout you to hit me again?

In the past, when someone mentioned the weak country and had no dignity to Xin Fengyue, he had never thought about it at all, because the black martial arts were powerful enough, so powerful that no one or any country in the world dared to point fingers, and did not dare to say that the black martial arts was a weak country.

However, after Emperor Daning Li Chengtang personally led the army to fight, all this changed. The civil strife of Heiwu became increasingly intense without realizing it. Heiwu was no longer a powerful country, but it still looked so big.

Under the huge shell, there is no power.

Qingshu was looking at Xin Fengyue, everyone was looking at Xin Fengyue. The competition eventually turned into a farce, and Ningren didn't care.

"Give!"

Xin Fengyue suddenly shouted: "Heiwu can afford to lose!"

With this shout, every black warrior felt that the thing that supported their dignity had collapsed.

But if you don’t give it, you will watch Ningren leave, and the things that support their dignity will collapse.

"You all saw it."

Xin Fengyue said in a trembling voice: "When your enemies are stronger than you, you don't take you seriously at all, and what can you do?"

Xin Fengyue let out a long sigh: "Heiwu once made the whole world tremble, but now a Ningguo makes the dignity of Heiwu tremble. I have heard countless times that the Khan Emperors of Heiwu have said that they want to drink Ma Nanping River and flatten Chang'an City..."

"What a great dream."

Xin Fengyue sat down dejectedly and looked at the young generals below who looked up at him: "I originally thought that in such a competition, I would tell everyone that the black warriors would not admit defeat so easily, but Ning Ren used this method to tell us that your black warriors' non-rejection is a joke."

"Four people."

Xin Fengyue was on four fingers: "The young people I personally selected, they are all, but they are also spies sent by Ningren. If there was not such a competition, they would have been lurking all the time, right by my side, right by each of you."

Xin Fengyue let out a long breath again, but the things accumulated in her chest could not be vomited out at all.

"Who among you is Ningren's spy? I'll let you go, let's go now... Those who stay, those who don't want to fight will leave, the black martial... are no longer the once glorious black martial."

"I'll fight!"

"I'll fight too!"

"Your Majesty, let's fight!"

The young black martial people under the high platform rushed forward, and they squeezed near the high platform and watched Xin Fengyue shout.

"Your Majesty, let me fight!"

"I'll fight the next one!"

Xin Fengyue stood up with the handrail of the throne, walked to the edge of the platform and stood there. After a moment of silence, she bowed deeply: "The empire's dignity depends on you."

At this moment, Qingshu also forgot his hatred for Xin Fengyue and forgot how to kill this person. At this moment, he just wanted to defeat Ningren and raise his head like Ningren.

"I'll go talk to Shen Leng."

The green tree jumped down from the platform and walked towards Chen Leng with great strides. He shouted as he walked: "Chen Leng! Stop!"

Chen Leng looked back and Qingshu rushed over, ran to the middle of the competition ground, stopped, and shouted at the Daning Army Formation: "Although you won despicable, the Black Martial Empire cannot afford to lose. The silver you won will be given as much as possible. If you still have the species, continue to fight!"

Chen Leng walked towards the competition venue and said as he walked: "Are you declaring that you black warriors still have dignity?"

He walked to the opposite side of Qingshu and stood up, looking at Qingshu and said, "Don't be so troublesome. It's meaningless to fight thirty-two games. I'll fight you. Don't you want to regain the dignity lost by the Black Martial Arts? Come, take it from me, kill me, and Daning takes the thousand-mile territory from Mituo River to Gedi City from your Black Martial Arts to you. Don't worry, I won't admit defeat, so there are only two results. You kill me, I will kill you."

Qingshu was still angry and full of fighting spirit just now, but after hearing Chen Leng's words, he was stunned.

Chen Leng caught him off guard... Five games in thirty-two matches, the Black Warrior lost five games in a row, but he didn't think he would lose all the time, but Chen Leng's words forced him to a dead end.

"If you want dignity, you want decency, you can get it yourself."

Chen Leng pointed at his feet: "At this time, you and I are all in the competition. You are already a general, and I am also a general. You and I are all qualified to fight this game on behalf of their respective countries. It makes no sense to yell. It makes sense to lose your temper at the young people under your command. I am standing here. I will kill you for a thousand hands. I will wait for you to challenge."

Qingshu stood there for a while and didn't know what to do. Fight? Just fight with Shen Leng?

If he doesn't fight, how can he go back? If he goes back with a tough bullet, he will be ridiculed by many people. He also wants to lead the army of the South Court to do a big career, and he also wants to turn the tide when the black martial arts is so chaotic. But if he really turns his head and leaves now, who else will believe him?

How could a person who was scared by Ning Ren and turned away in the competition, whether it was the people of the Black Martial Empire or the soldiers, believe that a person like him could rise up again with the Black Martial Arts?

That is a humiliation that cannot be washed away in my life.

"I......"

Qingshu subconsciously wiped his breasts. His two moon gods blessings were in his clothes on his chest. His scabbard had already sprinkled with mist bones. A dark bag was sewn in his left sleeve. The remaining mist bones were all in it. He just had not had time to sprinkle them on himself.

He subconsciously touched his neck and carried a scarf, but he didn't have time to sprinkle the medicine powder that Pu Yue gave him.

"Either fight or get out."

Chen Leng looked at Qingshu's eyes and said, "If you don't have the courage to fight me, you will not be qualified to stand in front of me. You can leave now and change to someone with the courage and qualification to fight me. You don't need to be a general. Whether you replace your person, whether it is a general or a soldier, it is enough for a man who can represent the dignity of your black warriors."

"good!"

Qingshu shouted loudly.

"I, Qingshu, the general of the Southern Court of the Black Martial Empire, fight you."

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Chapter completed!