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Volume 1: Entering the Curtain Chapter 110: Facing the Crown (1)

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    Previously, the Han and Liao coalition forces failed to lure out the Zhou army under Jiezhou City. In the end, they had to rob hundreds of people outside the city and hundreds of bags of salt and retreat to the north.  During the retreat, the three angry Khitan soldiers at the end of the team were very bored and drank to each other for a while. They pulled three young men out from the captive crowd, tied them to their own horses respectively, and agreed to "  "Race immediately." The three of them galloped to a stone's throw away at the same time to see whose horse arrived first and the person behind could hold on without falling.  The other Liao soldiers immediately started booing and cheering for them. Some of the cavalrymen took out money or valuables they had grabbed and placed bets. The two centurions who led the team smiled at them and didn't care.  At the end of the team, Zhu Feng, who had just arrived, clenched his hands tightly into fists and stared at the roaring Liao soldiers.  "Whoosh", a sharp arrow shot out, and three Liao soldiers spurred their horses wildly at the same time, leaping forward. The three young men were led by the rope, and immediately staggered behind the horse, spreading their legs and moving forward desperately.  run.  After running a few steps, the young man behind the right cavalry stumbled and lost his balance. He fell heavily to the ground and was dragged forward by the rope. A deep groove was dragged on the ground, and he was immediately in pain.  He roared miserably.  A few steps further, the young man who was tied up in the middle was also knocked down by the horse while gasping for breath. He fell down and his head hit a stone. His body immediately lost its vitality and was dragged forward by the galloping horse.  Go, leaving a long trail of blood behind him.  The Liao soldier on the left looked back and saw this situation. He immediately laughed proudly and continued to beat the horse. Soon he reached the place where the arrow landed. He excitedly jumped on the horse, brandished his sword and yelled, "I bought him the victory."  The Liao soldiers also raised their swords in response, while those who bought the wrong target cursed angrily and became furious.  The two Liao soldiers who rushed to the finish line were extremely angry. The middle Liao soldier jumped off his horse and kicked the soldier who was facing down. He turned over and found that the young man was already lifeless. He was so angry that  He stomped the corpse several times with his feet, and the Liao soldier on the right looked angry. He grabbed the young man's bun behind the horse, took two mouthfuls at the frightened face full of blood, and raised the steel knife in his right hand.  , slashing at the injured young man's face, neck and body.  At first, the young man could still roar in pain, but later, he was no longer alive at all, but the Liao soldier still couldn't let go of his anger. He kept cutting the corpse in front of him into shape and nakedness with the knife in his hand.  The bloody massacre was so frightening that the faces of the captured people on both sides turned pale, which in turn aroused the roars of the Liao soldiers even louder.  At this time, the victorious Liao soldier proudly showed off his victory to the surroundings. He suddenly turned around, drew out his knife and slashed down, cutting the surviving young man who was looking lucky to the ground, and stabbed him in the pit of his heart.  A touch up.  The young man roared in pain for a while, then died.  The Liao soldier picked up the bleeding knife, licked the blood on the blade with his tongue, rinsed it between his teeth, spit it out, and showed his bloody knife to the surrounding Liao soldiers.  "Why kill him?" Zhu Feng could no longer suppress his anger. He pushed the horses away and squeezed into the crowd. He pointed at the body lying in a pool of blood and shouted, "He has already helped you win the game, why do you want to kill him?"  Kill him." Zhu Feng's aggressive move immediately silenced the scene for a moment. The Liao soldiers were stunned and all started laughing on their horses. The murderous Liao soldier glared at the Northern Han decoder in the team.  The famous translator stepped forward tremblingly and translated Zhu Feng's words into the language of Liao.  The Liao soldier immediately shouted "Wow" twice, and rushed towards Zhu Feng with his knife. Zhu Feng glanced at him contemptuously, pulled out the knife, and pointed the tip of the knife at the Liao soldier.  "Stop." Two sharp shouts sounded at the same time, and a centurion stopped the Liao soldiers. Yang Ye also rushed in from the outside of the crowd, hugged Zhu Feng, and dragged him outwards with all his strength.  "Joining forces with such a cruel and unscrupulous person is the greatest shame of Zhu's life." Zhu Feng snorted coldly, shook off Yang Ye's hands with force, strode outside, called his brother, and left the house.  The team moved forward.  Yang Ye¡¯s mouth twitched twice, looking at the three mutilated corpses on the ground, a burst of hatred flashed in his eyes, and he threw away his hands angrily and walked out.  This episode passed quickly, but similar incidents of prisoner abuse never happened again on the way back.  After the return, the Han and Liao coalition forces once again launched a new round of siege under the personal supervision of Liu Chong and his son. Han Lingkun defended the city tightly and made frequent strange moves, which made the coalition forces defeated. They attacked for two days and sacrificed nearly three people again.  The Northern Han army, which consisted of thousands of soldiers, gave up on its own initiative, and the battle situation once again reached a stalemate.  However, the Liao army who had been wandering around the city could not sit still. One after another, they came to the Han army to urge food and money more and more often, and their words became more and more rude. Liu Chong and Liu Chengjun  The royal father and his son were often pointed at their noses and scolded by several Liao soldiers, and they became angry.He was angry, but he could only endure the humiliation and satisfy the Liao soldiers' requirements as much as possible, and his face naturally became more and more ugly.  On the morning of October 17, the Liao army once again sent three thousand captains with 500 fierce cavalry. They directly knocked down the wall of the Northern Han army, broke into the big tent, and put forward three conditions: immediately provide 50,000 shi.  Food, 50,000 guan of money, and 300 young women.  Liu Chong and Liu Chengjun looked at each other. They could still squeeze out food and money, but where could they get so many young women now?  The leader of the army was called Chidu, a middle-aged man with a beard. He jumped on his feet and cursed in Chinese: "Incompetent and mediocre. If we can't do it today, then let go of the river defense and let us cross the Fen River."  Liu Chong and Liu Chengjun immediately shook their heads and refused subconsciously. If these evil wolves were allowed to rush into the hinterland of Ci, Jiang, and Xizhou, not only would the war in Hedong be completely ruined, but the three states would also be in ruins.  Seeing the hesitant expressions on the father and son's faces, Chi Du became even more unhappy. He jumped over and pointed at Liu Chong's nose and cursed: "If you violate the Liao-Han oath, you will die a good death. Get us a boat quickly, we have to cross the river." "  You Liao dogs, don't be so arrogant." Right here, a roar came from the door of the tent, and Zhu Feng rushed in dragging an interpreter.  "Don't you advocate force? On behalf of the people of the three states, I challenge you personally. Do you dare to fight?" Zhu Feng roared, and the veins on his neck popped out.  Chidu listened half-understood, then listened carefully to the translator's translation and immediately laughed wildly, pointing at Zhufeng with the middle finger of his right hand, his face full of disdain.  "There will be three people from each side to challenge one on one. You will win two out of three battles. If you win, I will no longer stop you. If you lose, the Liao army will not be able to step into the three states." Zhu Feng crossed his arms and said  Ziyi said calmly.  This time Chidu fully understood, but he did not dare to make such an important decision on his own. He turned around and discussed with the other two captains. One captain gave Zhu Feng a vicious look, turned around and ran out.  Soon after, Xiao Yujue, the military governor of Zhangguo, led a group of chiefs of Liao Kingdom into the tent. They stared at the winds like icebergs several times, and then all stared at Liu Chong.  Liu Chong looked at Liu Chengjun who nodded slightly in approval, then looked at the situation in the tent, stamped his foot, and nodded slowly to express his agreement.  Chidu, who had long since lost his patience, roared wildly, drew his sword and charged at Zhufeng without waiting for the others to express their stance.  Zhufeng roared loudly, raised the steel knife in his hand into the air, and pounced like a mad tiger.  Chidu snorted coldly, paused for a moment, and the sword light flowed, dancing with a sword light that suddenly grew shorter and longer.  The winds were like wind at their feet, whirling around the sword light. The steel knife in their hands slashed out at a frequency that was invisible to the naked eye, forcing the sword light ball to retreat step by step.  Chidu shouted repeatedly, put more force on his hands, and wanted to rush forward, but found that the pressure from the surrounding area was getting stronger and stronger. Instead, the dense and urgent sword light in the outer circle was like a slowly tightening net, surrounding him.  in the middle.  Chidu rolled his eyes, and the strength of his right hand slowly slowed down.  Suddenly, Chidu's feet stopped and his body tilted. The speed of the knife suddenly slowed down, and the blade turned to one side. Zhufeng immediately rushed forward and stabbed straight with the knife.  The Chidu sword was raised horizontally, and the tip of the sword was blocked with the blade.  Chidu, who thought he had succeeded in luring the enemy, immediately kicked his right leg to the ground behind him, preparing to fight back with all his strength. Who knows, but his leg hit a table leg halfway, and the reaction force immediately rushed back, causing him to fight back.  Chidu's body that was getting ready to go suddenly stopped.  Zhu Feng kept pressing Chidu hard with his sword, just to force him to the corner of the tent and create an opportunity to defeat the enemy.  Zhu Feng's left hand immediately pressed on the handle of the knife, and the blade quickly passed across the surface of Chidu's steel knife, and suddenly plunged into the lower part of Chidu's open chest. Then, he stabbed and turned with his right hand, and opened Chidu's stomach.  A big mouthful.  Zhu Feng was unyielding, and his left hand that came forward grasped Chi Du's right hand like a pliers. He used all his strength to press Chi Du's knife to his own chest. The steel knife in his right hand reversed and violently  Hitting the back of Chidu's knife, the steel knife was struck by a huge force and immediately broke away from the control of Chidu's right hand, and slashed into his chest.  Chidu, who had been hit hard twice, roared for half a sentence and fell backwards.  Zhufeng calmly turned around and retracted his hand, and threw Chidu's blood-covered steel knife to the ground.  In the first game, Zhufeng won a decisive victory.
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