"I didn't expect it to be you?"

Above the Junzi Guancheng Tower, Han Shizhong looked at Yue Wumu with a cold face, with a sarcastic look on his face.

"Yes, I didn't expect that when you and I met again, we would meet each other..."

Yue Wumu looked at Han Shizhong with emotion on his face, the past was vivid, and he had mixed feelings for a while.

"Hmph..."

"Yue Fei..."

"In vain, I pleaded for you that day, but I never thought that you would be today..."

Han Shizhong looked at Yue Wumu with an angry expression, which he couldn't accept no matter what. Could it be that the enthusiasm and loyalty of the other party in the past were all fake?

"The heart of Yue Mou can learn from heaven and earth. Now in this situation, does Brother Han think he can still hold it?"

Yue Wumu raised his head and looked at Han Shizhong above the Junzi Pass with a bitter expression.

"Hahahaha..."

"Yue Wumu, I didn't expect you to come to persuade you to surrender..."

"Do you have what it takes?"

Han Shizhong suddenly smiled, leaning forward and leaning back with laughter. Suddenly, his face was serious, and he pointed at Yue Wu Mu with a murderous expression.

"As long as I, Han Shizhong, have not fallen, Yun Lan's thief, I don't want to step on the Snow Thunder Pool. ”

Han Shizhong suddenly pulled out the saber at his waist and looked at Yue Wumu Dao with a proud expression.

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you. ”

"The officers and men of the three armies obey the order..."

Mo Lingquan's face turned cold, he couldn't imagine that Han Shizhong was so ignorant. It's just a gentleman's pass, and it's not worth it in front of the Mo family's siege equipment.

Moreover, the armaments of the Great Song Empire were slack. It was also the Yue family army led by Yue Wumu that year that year that year.

It's a pity that today's Yue family army has lost its original sharpness and indomitable momentum under the corrosion of the struggle for power and profit.

"Your Majesty is angry..."

As soon as Han Shizhong's words fell, Yue Wumu was shocked to know that something was wrong, this was not what he wanted to see.

"General Yue, haven't you heard his words clearly?"

Mo Lingquan's face was gloomy, Han Shizhong's words offended everyone. If he lets it go, I'm afraid it will make the army unstable.

"Han Shizhong, have you ever thought about these soldiers? You are not afraid of death, but what about them? Their relatives are looking forward to their reunion at home. ”

"Just your words, and they will die with you. Their parents will lose their sons, wives will lose their husbands, and children will lose their fathers. People have been displaced, wives have been separated..."

"Have you thought about it?"

Yue Wumu looked at the top of the city tower with an angry face, and looked at Han Shizhong with an angry face.

"Hmph..."

Han Shizhong just stood quietly on top of the city tower, sneering again and again.

"I know you're not afraid of death, the Horse Leather Shroud is the best place for us and us. But you have to think about these soldiers, for the common people of Junziguan..."

Yue Wumu stretched out his hand and pointed at the Great Song soldiers above the city tower, and looked at Han Shizhong with burning eyes. In his heart, he didn't want to see the other party die in battle.

At this time, the Mojia siege mechanism slowly appeared in front of the three armies. The cold machine exuded a cold glow, which made the scalp of the Great Song soldiers who were closed by the gentleman numb.

"My boy in the Great Song Dynasty has no cowards who are afraid of death. ”

Han Shizhong frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"Hey..."

"At this point, I have nothing to say. ”

"As long as I, Yue Wumu, am alive, I will try not to involve innocent people in the war, this is my promise to you..."

Yue Wumu took a deep look at Han Shizhong on the top of the city tower. After a sigh, he turned around and staggered away, at this moment, his back was so lonely in the eyes of Han Shizhong on the city tower.

"Yue Fei..."

"I take back what I just said..."

"You are a true hero, husband, I Han Shizhong is not as loyal as you. ”

Looking at Yue Wumu's distant back, Han Shizhong suddenly spoke.

"Your Majesty the Sword Monarch, if I, Han Shizhong, surrender, can you promise me not to hurt them. ”

Han Shizhong looked at Mo Lingquan, who was standing side by side with Yue Qingdai below, and said loudly.

"This Sword Monarch is not a murderer, if they surrender, they will naturally keep them safe..."

Mo Lingquan looked at Han Shizhong above the city tower with a straight face, and said calmly.

"I believe in you. If you break your promise and fight for your life, I will also make you pay. ”

Han Shizhong glanced at Mo Lingquan deeply and said suddenly. Yue Wumu, who was slowly leaving, turned around and looked at him incredulously.

"You don't joke..."

A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Lingquan's mouth, it was naturally best to be able to win the Junzi Pass without blood.

"Open the gates..."

Han Shizhong, who was on top of the city tower, waved his hand and said in a deep voice, the matter has come to this, surrender is the best choice. As early as a few days ago, he sent a message asking for help to the Great Song Imperial Court. But there has been no answer.

Now that the army of the Yunlan Empire is pressing, the royal family of the Great Song Empire has sent an order to let him defend the Junzi Pass. There was not a word about asking for help, which made Han Shizhong's heart cold.

If not, how could he have chosen to surrender. It's really a last resort. Yue Wumu was not bad at all, he couldn't let this gentleman's soldiers be buried with him because of his own selfishness.

"General..."

An adjutant general behind Han Shizhong looked at Han Shizhong with a surprised face, he never imagined that Han Shizhong would choose to surrender.

"Needless to say, since you follow me, I will be responsible for your life and death. Even if we hold on, it's just an increase in casualties. ”

Han Shizhong interrupted the adjutant general's words. What he decides, it won't change.

"Brother Han... You..."

Yue Wumu's figure flickered, appeared on top of the city tower, and looked at Han Shizhong with a surprised expression.

"What? Isn't that what you're looking for?"

Han Shizhong looked at Yue Wumu with an indifferent face. As the sun set, the figures of the two were stretched for a long time.

"Yes, given the situation, this is the best option. ”

Yue Wumu looked at Han Shizhong with a calm face and said softly.

"It's just a matter of winning and losing..."

Han Shizhong waved his hand, turned around and went down the city tower.

"Hey..."

Looking at Han Shizhong's departing back, Yue Wumu looked bitter. How could he not know that the other party had a grudge against him because of this?

"I hope you don't let me down..."

Looking at the subordinates with low morale in front of him, Han Shizhong looked bitter, and who knew the bitterness in his heart.

Once he joined forces with Yue Wumu, and the Golden Horde retreated again and again, and won successive battles. Seeing that the recovery of the sixteen states of Yanyun was imminent, it fell short because of the short-sightedness of the Great Song royal family.

Yue Wumu was even imprisoned in Dali Temple on the charge of collaborating with the enemy, and he was even charged with a trumped-up crime.

When he failed to intercede for him, he was also deprived of the military power in his hands, and was finally assigned to Junzi Pass to become a guard.

thought that the two would never have a chance to meet again in this life. It's a pity that creation makes people, and when we meet again, it is actually a war of arms. Han Shizhong had mixed feelings.

(End of chapter)