Wu Shu said coldly: "I have decided to return the favor. If you don't retreat, you will be punished according to military regulations!"
Heituo and the seven generals still did not retreat, looking at Wushu with their heads held high and without fear: "If you can't protect the power of my great Jin army, it's okay for the general to die!"
"You!" Wu Shu slapped the case, furious, staring at Heituo and saying solemnly, "Don't think that because of your great military exploits, Heituo, I don't dare to kill you!"
The atmosphere at the scene became extremely tense in this short period of time. Wu Shu was obviously offended, and the anger in his eyes seemed to be ready to explode at any time. At this moment, a chuckle suddenly came from the side: "Why is the fourth prince so angry?
I have an idea, I wonder if the fourth prince would like to hear it?"
After the words fell, a fat and oily face appeared in everyone's eyes. It was Wan Yanchang, deputy commander of the Jin Army on the right.
Wu Shu's status in the clan was higher than that of Wan Yanchang, but he still had to give him face in this army. When he saw him speaking out, he became less angry: "Please speak, Deputy Commander."
Wan Yanchang looked at the nineteen assassins, then glanced at Yan Zhao and others intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a smile: "Fourth Prince, you don't know what kind of temper these boys have, just let them behave like this."
It’s really hard to swallow this breath of taking those assassins back.”
Wu Shu's face sank: "Is that handsome intention going to make me regret it?"
"No, no, no, you are a prince. The words you speak are like words engraved on fine steel. How can you erase them so easily?" Wanyanchang smiled like an old fox. "I have a suggestion. Why don't you ask His Highness Prince Kang and the four of you?
Prince, come to a gambling fight."
Wu Shu asked curiously: "Oh? How to bet on a fight?"
Wan Yanchang pointed at Hei Tuo and other golden generals: "Aren't there nineteen assassins? Let nineteen of these boys come out to fight. If His Highness Prince Kang can win one game, we will give him one in return. This will not only make these boys
I have nothing to say, and this banquet could be more lively. Fourth Prince, what do you think?"
Before Wu Shu could say anything, Zhao Gou had already hummed in a deep voice: "Okay, I will accept your bet and fight agreement!"
Xu Zizhen, who was in the distance, narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Shu who seemed to be meditating and Wan Yanchang who was smiling, and his heart became clear.
Not only these two bastards, but also Hei Tuo and several other golden generals were all acting out a show. This could be seen from Wan Yanchang's twinkling eyes. Xu Zizhen was very sure that this so-called bet was
The fight has only one purpose, which is to weaken the power around Zhao Gou.
Zhao Gou has a hidden identity, that is, he plays a very important role in the Tianxiahui. Although Xu Zizhen is not sure whether Wu Shu knows about this, he obviously got involved sooner or later. If this is the case, Wu Shu's shrewdness will definitely not
It will allow Zhao Gou to continue to stay in Zhending, which is actually a good thing.
However, Xu Zizhen frowned again. If he really agreed to this gambling fight, then there is the biggest problem at the moment. Although there are many guards in the entire Song Dynasty mission, they are really capable of fighting against those few golden opponents.
I'm afraid there were only a few people who fought, namely Yan Zhao, Shui Liuli, Du Jin and others who had already been revealed. If Wu Shu planned this gambling plan because of a few of them, I'm afraid it wouldn't be that easy today.
It's good.
Just when I was thinking of this, I heard Wu Shu speak: "Originally, I was unwilling to do such a unnecessary thing, but since His Highness Prince Kang has agreed, I am sure." He glanced at Hei Tuo and said, "That's right.
It's your choice, then it's up to you to choose the candidate for the gambling fight. Remember, it's just a discussion, it's all over!"
Heituo beamed with joy: "General, I obey!" He then ran to nod his head, and soon nineteen Jin generals gathered together, all gearing up and looking at the Song envoy, as if they had already ordered Zhao Gou to
The guards were treated like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
The center of the field was cleared. Wu Shu nodded. Two Jin soldiers escorted an assassin out first. Immediately, a Jin general jumped into the field and shouted carelessly in the direction of the Song envoy: "Who comes first?"
Die?"
Seeing the arrogant look of the golden general, Yan Zhao was immediately furious. He was about to get up and rush over to fight, but Zhao Gou glanced at him and winked without leaving any trace. Yan Zhao had to suppress his anger and remained seated.
Not moving.
Zhao Gou glanced at Du Jin and others, and paused slightly when he glanced at Xu Zizhen. Xu Zizhen understood and nodded slightly. Zhao Gou said lightly: "In this case, who among you will fight first?"
Xu Zizhen's mind was racing with thoughts. He had almost never seen the golden generals on the opposite side. These people had never shown their faces when he first came to Jinying. From the appearance of Heituo and the other golden generals, he seemed
I smelled a very strong smell of blood. They were obviously brave men who had been on the battlefield for a long time. They were probably specially prepared by Wu Shu for today's scene. Looking at my side, although the nineteen assassins were still
They are all alive, but their breath is weak and their expressions are haggard. It is obvious that they have all suffered heavy punishments in prison.
A hypothesis suddenly came to his mind. If Yan, Zhao, Du Jin and others were all seriously injured today and could not recover, Zhao Gou's return to the Song Dynasty would most likely be brought forward because Wu Shu would not take more precautions against Zhao Gou.
, Secondly... if Zhao Gou loses these confidants, he will not be able to easily contact people in the Tianxiahui in Zhending City or even Hebei Road.
This thought flashed through his mind, and Xu Zizhen quickly made up his mind and whispered: "Uncle, you guys will go first."
Du Jin remained calm and touched the person next to him. The person stood up and shouted: "Your Highness, I come first!"
This is Du Jin's old subordinate, and he is also one of the few people in the small valley with Wen Baer. Xu Zizhen knows that his skills are neither high nor low among himself, so letting him go first is a bit of a challenge.
mean.
The first gambling fight started. Xu Zizhen wanted to test it, but the other party obviously didn't mean it. He sent a tall and sturdy man from the beginning. The two sides got angry as soon as they fought. The sound of ping-pong was heard continuously in the field.
Both sides fought hard with fists, but in the end it was Du Jin's subordinate who found an opportunity to take advantage of him and punched the general, knocking him to the ground. However, by this time, his image had also changed drastically, and his face was pale.
His clothes were swollen and torn, and he was obviously seriously injured.
"Okay!" Zhao Gou couldn't help but cheer, his eyes flashed with joy, Wu Shu's expression remained unchanged, he smiled slightly and waved his hand to send the assassin waiting on the sidelines to the Song Dynasty Mission.
In the second game, the fight started almost immediately. Before Zhao Gou could change his opponent, another golden general jumped out. Without saying a word, he pounced on Du Jin's old subordinate and started fighting. Now Song Fang quickly
He fell into a disadvantage. The golden man's physique was fierce and his attacks were ruthless. He didn't even take the word "wushu" into his mind.
Bang!
This game didn't last long at all. Du Jin's old subordinate was accidentally kicked in the center by the opponent and flew out. A mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out, staining his chest and skirt with blood red.
Xu Zizhen's eyes darkened, and judging from this scene, his assumption was almost confirmed, that is to say, Wu Shu wanted to turn Zhao Gou into a polished commander.