Liang Geng also bit his finger, dripped blood wine, drank it in one gulp, and then threw the wine bowl in his hand heavily to the ground.
War drums sounded faintly, and the two faced each other in the field. For a moment, the sky was covered with clouds, and strong winds were blowing. The wind was so fierce that it was hard to open one's eyes.
Suddenly, Kechamu shouted loudly, dragged the Guandao in his hand on the ground, and rushed towards Liang Geng.
The Guandao in his hand probably weighed a hundred kilograms. The soft earth was dragged out of a deep ditch by the Guandao in his hand. He raised his right arm fiercely, and the Guandao in his hand stirred up a burst of dust, which covered the sky and covered Liang.
Geng rushed over.
Yellow smoke billowed out in front of his eyes, blocking Liang Geng's sight for a moment. Liang Geng also shouted loudly, shook the eight-foot steel spear in his hand, and stabbed forward fiercely.
The steel spear in his hand was extremely flexible, and when he fought with Kechamu's Guan Dao, he did not lose at all. The two of them danced the weapons in their hands quickly, and murderous intent suddenly spread, and a sinister wind gusted out.
The war drums beat louder and louder, and the two of them fought faster and faster. Kechamu took a sharp step forward, and slashed towards Liang Geng's neck with the Guan Dao in his hand.
The spear in Liang Geng's hand was on the ground. He jumped up with the power of the spear and rushed towards Kechamu. He shouted loudly and stabbed Kechamu in the face with the spear in his hand.
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Tsk...Liang Geng's clothes were pulled off a little by the Guandao in Kechamu's hand, and the spear in his hand scratched the opponent's face.
Kechamu felt a burning pain on the right side of his face, and then a piece of red blood flowed down his cheek. After landing, Liang Geng shouted loudly, and he stepped forward suddenly, holding his hand in his hand.
The spear followed Kechamu like a shadow and attacked him.
Kechamu waved the Guandao in his hand, and there was a clang sound, and the spear hit the Guandao. His hand felt numb, and the Guandao was thrown to the ground heavily, while the spear in Liang Geng's hand was pointed directly at his throat.
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For a moment, the sound of wind between heaven and earth suddenly stopped, and the two of them stood on the spot maintaining their posture, and everything in the world seemed to be frozen at this moment.
The soldiers around were a little commotion. They looked at this scene in disbelief. Kechamu was their general, the general of Beimo. In the army, he was simply a myth.
He once had overwhelming power in one day, with 30,000 elite troops fighting non-stop to conquer eighteen cities. He also used one army to break through the imperial capital of China, causing the emperor of China to abandon the city and flee.
But what they didn't expect was that such a God-of-War figure would be defeated, and defeated so completely here.
"You lost." Liang Geng took back the spear in his hand and said calmly.
"We have known each other for so long, and this is the first time we are facing each other alone. I have been thinking that you and I are equally powerful, but I didn't expect that you would be so strong." Kechamu's face was ashen,
He slowly closed his eyes and said, "Kill me. We people in the Northern Desert will not accept failure."
"What's the point of killing you?" Liang Geng shouted: "If I kill one Kechamu of yours, many more Kechamu will invade the Middle Earth. You are your God of War in the Northern Desert. If you die, the Northern Desert will
Khan will use all his strength to avenge you, but the people who will suffer the greatest harm are my people in Middle-earth."
"I would rather you return to the Northern Desert with your promise and promise never to set foot in the Middle-earth. If possible, I hope you can tell the Khan of the Northern Desert that there will never be a winner between our two armies.
, if this continues, it will only increase casualties."
"Haha, Liang Geng, you are a real man." Kechamu's head stopped and he smiled, "I have never admired anyone in my life, but you are the first and only one.
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"Okay, I agree to your request. I will take my people back to the Northern Desert and promise that I will never set foot in Middle-earth as long as I live. I will also dissuade the Khan and ask him to withdraw his troops, and give you a great land in Middle-earth.
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"That's it, thank you very much." Liang Geng handed over his hand.
"I have another question to ask you." Kechamu said.
"Say." Liang Geng nodded.
"I have killed so many people, especially today. Some of the people here are your friends and neighbors. Don't you hate me?" Kechamu asked.
"Hate, how can you not hate?" Liang Geng said.
"You hate me, why don't you kill me?" Kechamu said.
"Because killing you will not help." Liang Geng smiled: "Instead of killing you, it is better to enlighten you and let you go back with that guilt, and then bring peace to China. In that case, more people will be saved.
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"Okay... okay." Kechamu nodded and said, "What are your plans in the future."
"It's very simple." Liang Geng showed a smile from the bottom of his heart: "I have a wife and will have children of my own soon. I will take my wife and son to find a peaceful place to live in seclusion. From then on, I will live forever.
A peaceful life.”
"What a beautiful life." Kechamu's expression was a little complicated: "There is a poem in China, which is called "I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals." It probably refers to this kind of life."
"It's exactly this kind of life." Liang Geng smiled slightly and said, "Do you have a wife?"
"Yes, I have a wife and children." Kechamu nodded.
"How many years have you not been back?" Liang Geng asked.
"Eight years, a full eight years." Kechamu said, "When I left, the child had just finished the moon."
"Then he should be very old now." Liang Geng said: "Go back and see your wife and son. They are at home and looking forward to your return every day. As a general, you are very qualified. You are the God of War and have made countless contributions.
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"But as a father and a husband, you are really unqualified." Liang Geng said: "Don't come here anymore, stay with them and live a good life."
"Yes, it's time for me to go back and take a look. My son should be eight years old now, and he is already this tall." Kechamu nodded, and unknowingly, two lines of turbid tears fell from his eyes.
Everyone in the world thinks that he is ruthless and unjust, but who knows that underneath the ruthlessness, there is a tender heart.
"Farewell." Liang Geng turned around and left with the steel spear in his hand.
Kechamu watched him leave, feeling mixed emotions in his heart for a moment.
However, at this moment, his lieutenant raised the flag in his right hand and lowered it high. In front of the lieutenant, there was a row of archers who had already prepared their bows and arrows.
As the bow and arrow in the lieutenant's hand fell, more than a dozen arrows flew up with a sound of piercing the air... Almost all of the more than ten arrows hit Liang Geng. The powerful force of the strong bow pierced Liang Geng, and those arrows came from
His chest was exposed...
"Why shoot the arrows? Who told you to shoot the arrows?" Kechamu shouted in a hissing voice. He grabbed the deputy general's chest and shouted: "Who asked you to give the order? Who told you to give it."