Seeing that the barbarian army made no move, King Yong pointed at Lu Yu and shouted loudly: "Capture him!"
Miso! Miso! Miso!
The dragon guards in golden clothes drew their swords, but suddenly, Lu Yu disappeared in front of them.
The next moment, Lu Yu came to King Yong and slapped King Yong hard.
Snapped!
A crisp sound suddenly resounded in all directions.
King Yong was slapped hard on the face and looked at Lu Yu in disbelief: "You dare to hit me?"
Lu Yu grabbed King Yong's collar and raised his hand to press him in front of a pile of corpses.
Looking at the dead bodies on the ground, a layer of cold sweat broke out on King Yong's forehead.
"It seems that the long period of pampering has made you forget how the world of Yu was conquered."
Lu Yu said: "Have you seen these dead bodies? They are also the backbone of many families. They are husbands, sons and fathers. In order to drive away the Tang army, they came here from distant barbarian frontiers."
"Now that they died in battle, they didn't even leave their bodies behind. I heard that the Barbarian Army has been owed military pay for a long time. Now that they have died in battle, will the imperial court provide compensation? Will your Zhao family provide compensation! They
Who are you fighting for? And what have you given them?"
Many soldiers of the Barbarian Frontier Army gathered around quietly, and some of them were already in tears.
Even the group of dragon guards in golden robes responsible for protecting King Yong did not take any action at this time, staring blankly at everything in front of them.
"Do you have a noble status? Without this group of soldiers fighting the enemy bravely on the front line, you are nothing as a royal family of the Zhao family! You don't have to join the war. In order to protect yourself, I can turn a blind eye and even collude with the Tang Dynasty. But you actually dare to block it today.
In front of the army, use your status as a prince to insult the sergeants and the people who protect you! Who do you think you are! What qualifications do you have to insult them!"
All the soldiers couldn't help roaring.
They have indeed been held back for a long time. The local army has been suppressed and marginalized from the moment they arrived, and many people went into battle despite the pressure.
King Yong's face turned red when he was told that, and he gritted his teeth and said: "This king...this king..."
He was filled with rage, but he was unable to refute Lu Yu.
Lu Yu raised his head and stared at King Yong coldly: "I am Lu Yu, Governor of Dongsheng. If you want to impeach me or seek revenge from me, it is up to you."
After hearing this, King Yong sat down on the ground, his face suddenly turned pale.
At this moment, most of the anger in King Yong's heart had already been reduced, leaving only endless fear.
He never thought that the young man in front of him was actually Lu Yu!
Even King Zhao Tong of Qi was killed by Lu Yu. He, a prince who did not even have military power, was nothing in front of Lu Yu.
"Lu Yu... No, Master Lu, I, I, I was wrong!" King Yong was so frightened that his whole body was shaking, and his voice was trembling.
Several servants who had yelled at Lu Yu before also quickly knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.
Although they were far away from the battlefield, they often heard about Lu Yu's legend.
In the eyes of these people, Lu Yu is a murderer.
He could even contradict the current emperor Zhao Yuanyan, and even killed Xu Yingwu, the imperial envoy sent by Zhao Yuanyan. Killing them was just a snap.
"Go away! I don't have time to care about you!" Lu Yu said coldly.
King Yong fled with his men in confusion.
He didn't dare to stay at all, for fear that Lu Yu would change his mind and have the idea of killing him.