The news of the coup d'état in Los Angeles spread like a dragon hurricane in the barracks, and the 100,000-strong army brought by Zhao Wuke was self-defeating and had no fighting spirit.

Half a day ago, Xiang Yiming, at the suggestion of Shu Liang, sent a minister to the Vietnamese army camp to find out whether Zhao Wuke had received the news of the Los Angeles coup d'état for the purpose of negotiating peace, and further spread the news of the Los Angeles coup in the Vietnamese army village, so as to cause panic among the 100,000 troops.

Facing the messenger sent by Xiang Yiming, Zhao Wuwu tore off the chain around his neck, and hung a small piece of broken jade on it, he grabbed the broken jade and handed it to the messenger, in an extremely generous tone, "Go back and tell your General Xiang that the people of the Battle Gate will not give up the weapons in their hands!"

The envoy took the broken jade that Zhao Wuwu pressed into his palm, he looked at Zhao Wuke's eyes, and his expression instantly became serious, "What does General Zhao mean by this?

Zhao Wuwu raised his hand, interrupted the envoy's unfinished words, and his wrist went down, slamming down on the other party's shoulder, "I don't want to become a criminal minister of the Yue Kingdom, and the 100,000 army will also be returned to those who need it." As he spoke, he lowered his body and leaned close to the other party's ear, "The dead of the battle gate will give up the weapons that belong to him and go back to tell him that I will wait for him to come and fight with me!"

The envoy's pupils became larger little by little, Zhao Wuke was very famous in the entire Yue Kingdom, even if he was standing opposite Zhao Wuwei now, but in the face of such a famous general, this envoy's heart was full of admiration.

"General Zhao, the overall situation has been decided, why bother?"

"Give him this piece of jade, and I think he'll understand. Zhao Wuke patted the other party's shoulder and stood up straight, "Go back and bring his words to him." ”

The envoy stared at him, and after a moment, he saluted and turned quickly.

Zhao Wuke stared at the back of the envoy, he slowly walked to the seat, looked at a sandalwood box, clasped it with his hand, and after sighing, the box was opened by him, and inside was a knife with a terrifying incision, which was inky black, and on the handle of the knife was a wolf's head.

'Beast Wolf' is the ancestral name of this knife, and when the blade is bloody, the soul in the knife will wake up again, and the blade is extremely sharp, with an almost shark-like edge at the end of the blade.

"Old man, I haven't seen you for a long time...."Zhao Wuwu laughed, and swiped on the blade with one hand, the blood disappeared in an instant, the knife box shook violently, and the inky black blade faintly revealed blood at this moment.

It was as if at this moment, a huge monster in the blade opened its eyes that had been immersed for a long time, and the whole knife became cold and heavy.

.........

The envoy half-bowed, looked at Xiang Yiming on the iron throne holding the broken jade, looked at the word 'Zhao' on it, and fell into deep thought.

"Battle Gate?" Xiang Yiming's voice was like a dream, he put away the broken jade with his backhand, and re-touched it from his arms, which was given to him by his mysterious teacher when he was far away in the Chu State, and there was a word 'Xiang' on it.

"General Xiang..."The envoy looked at Xiang Yiming, who was deep in thought, he hesitated for a moment, and shouted.

"Hmm." Xiang Yiming raised his head, glanced at the other party, and waved his hand gently, "Got it, you go down." ”

"Yes." The envoy nodded, glanced at Yu Ziwen and Shu Liang, who had never spoken on the right, and turned to walk out.

After Yu Ziwen left with the envoys, he took a step forward towards Xiang Yiming, "General Xiang, when I was leaving, the king had some advice. ”

"Second brother... The king has confessed something. Xiang Yiming looked at Yu Ziwen and waited for the other party's next step.

"The king hopes that General Zhao will be able to live in Los Angeles, and I hope you can let go..."

"Even if I meet on the battlefield, I will try to persuade ... persuade Uncle Zhao to surrender. Xiang Yiming stood up, put the two broken jades in his hand together, put them in his arms, and hesitated in his tone, "In front of the overall situation, I know what to do." ”

Yu Ziwen was stunned, Zhao Wuke of Yue Guo had a grudge against Xiang Yiming for killing his father, he originally thought that he would get Xiang Yiming's angry eyes when he said this, and he thought of some words in his heart, but he didn't expect Xiang Yiming to answer him so simply.

Shu Liang listened to the words of the two quietly, his eyebrows were opened, and he did not speak.

Xiang Yiming just glanced at Shu Liang, the strategist of the dragon slaying science, and he didn't know if the dragon slaying knife in the other party's hand would be willing to put down when the overall situation was decided.

He was thinking about it, and outside the city, he remembered the sound of war drums.

The three of them looked at each other, and at this time, Xiang Yiming's expression changed slightly.

"He's coming, let's go out of the gates. Xiang Yiming grabbed the handle of the knife and walked out first.

Under the Jiangyou City, under the banner hunting is a neat formation, lined up with black armor, and 100,000 troops are under the city.

The soldiers at the head of Jiangyou City were a little nervous, and it was the first time in more than half a year that all 100,000 troops were displayed under the city. They drew their bowstrings, and soldiers continued to carry arrows and stones up the city.

The sharp-eyed soldiers soon noticed that the enemy was a little different this time, and there were no trebuchets and rammers between the formations, which was not a siege at all.

"The drawbridge was lowered, who put it down?"

"Is there any civil strife? Didn't the general say that the Los Angeles side..."

"It's General Xiang, why did he walk out of the city gate in person?"

Above the city, the soldiers saw the drawbridge being lowered, and their panic erupted into chaotic conversations. Just when someone put down the drawbridge, they saw a black horse walking onto the drawbridge, and Xiang Yiming carried the 'Hidden Forbearance Sword' on his back and walked towards the enemy in a gray robe.

Zhao Wuke looked at the figure on the suspension bridge from afar, he was about to ride his horse forward, but his arm was suddenly held down hard.

He turned his head to look, Zhao Li's eyes were filled with deep incomprehension, and he pressed his father's arm hard, "Father..."

"Li'er, don't forget, what you promised me just now. ”

"Father, don't forget your own words, don't be soft-hearted, if he can't win against his father..."

"Huh.." Zhao Wuke laughed, he didn't wait for Zhao Li to finish speaking, he just wrenched the other party's hand, nodded, and rode forward.

The heavily armored soldiers in the front row pulled open the fence and moved to the sides to make way for them. The archers on either side stepped forward and half-drew their bowstrings to press the formation.

The two galloping horses gradually narrowed the distance between themselves, under the gaze of everyone. They both tightened their reins and spun in circles.

Xiang Yiming looked at Zhao Wuke at close range, the other party's face was even older, and the hair on his temples was extremely gray. He noticed the faintly scarlet-colored blade in Zhao Wuke's hand, and squinted, it was an ominous blade, facing the blade as if it was facing a beast.