'I've failed many times, that's why I'm not afraid to fight.'

He Miao took a deep breath, his eyes were staring at the majesty exuded by Ma Yue, who was dressed in armor, and held the Han sword in a starting pose.

He Miao was small, less than seven feet tall, he looked extremely funny when he stood opposite Ma Yue, especially when Ma Yue clenched his sword and was expressionless, the entire hall was silent.

Everyone knows that this ruthless-looking young man came from a humble background, and with his own blood and a knife, he killed all the way from the north to here, and killed them on an equal footing with these ministers. Even Zhang Rang behind Liu Hong couldn't help but secretly pinch a cold sweat for He Miao. No one is optimistic about He Miao at all, this battle started with Liu Hong choosing He Miao as Ma Yue's opponent, and the victory and defeat have been decided.

The ministers present knew that they would not be able to see the sword dance today, because the two people standing in the hall were afraid that no one had ever danced, and they would only fight the law!

Nanyang's splashing skin, even if it is mixed with Luoyang, it is still splashing. They were just worried that when Ma Yue's sword fell, He Miao would abandon the sword and admit defeat or blood splattered on the spot.

It has nothing to do with good feelings, but no one wants to see bloodshed at the palace banquet of the New Year's celebration.

It's unlucky.

But He Miao didn't think so, others thought he was small and had never fought. Ma Yue is big, and he always wins battles. But he doesn't think so, he's failed too many times. He was beaten down from the streets of Nanyang, and there was always a scar on his forehead, but the man who brought him this scar died on a winter night five years ago.

He is not afraid of anyone!

He Miao has no official authority, nor does he have the prestige of a general, but he is not afraid of anything!

He raised his head, looked at Ma Yue, and suddenly stabbed with a sword without warning.

Ma Yue has too much self-confidence, He Miao doesn't, but he doesn't exist for failure! He's going to win.

If the fight is unavoidable, He Miao will always be the first to strike!

He Miao suddenly stabbed a sword, Ma Yue hurriedly blocked the sword, and rubbed his body with full strength and hit He Miao, both of them changed the imperial armor given by Liu Hong, and the moment the body collided was a sound of gold and stone, He Miao was immediately knocked back a few steps, as soon as he saw He Miao knocked away, Ma Yue immediately retracted his strength, and then slashed across the waist with the force of the waist.

He Miao held the sword vertically, and the slash of the war knife squeaked on the four-finger-wide Han sword, sparks exploded, and the sword body was almost broken, but He Miao still took the knife.

Liu Hongan sat on the top of the main hall and clapped his hands and applauded: "Good! ”

Empress He was worried about her brother, watching the battle of His Royal Highness worriedly, watching Ma Yue's offensive like fire, He Miao retreated step by step, blocking again and again, and her heart was about to rise to her throat.

"Your Majesty...... Can you please not let them fight, if my brother is injured......"

Liu Hong turned his head, as if he only knew that He Miao was Queen He's brother at this time, and said, "Didn't the queen ask them to perform the sword dance?" ”

When it's time to pretend to be stupid, Liu Hong is not ambiguous!

Queen He was choked by Liu Hong with her mouth open, she really regretted why she had to insult Ma Yue just now, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed by Liu Hong's stupidity, couldn't he see that he wanted to insult Ma Yue?

She didn't know, Liu Hong's heart was very clear, no matter how much he said that Ma Yue was also promoted by him to the present, although he didn't know how much ability Ma Yue had, but he always knew that Ma Yue had been fighting abroad over the years, although he was scarred, but he didn't die in so many big battles, and maybe Ma Yue was indeed inferior to those generals in the army, but he was more brave and ruthless, but he was afraid that few people could beat him after turning over the northern army.

Liu Hong has only one idea, let Ma Yue and He Miao fight, as long as they win or lose, they can make the contradiction between the two sides greater, so let them do it!

Let alone...... It can also make Ma Yue get out of some of the qi that he suffered in the court prison.

His Royal Highness and the two jumped and jumped, the sword split and stabbed faster and faster, He Miao gradually did not support the horse more but the more he fought, the more brave he became, a sword was simply danced by him, several times on He Miao's armor, He Miao almost became an iron jar was chopped by Ma Yue, mixed with a cold kick can kick out and roll.

The corners of He Miao's mouth were bleeding, gritting his teeth tightly, Han Jian was getting heavier and heavier in his hand, but he didn't let go of anything, a pair of eyes stared at Ma Yue stubbornly, even if this was still to no avail, he stared at Ma Yue but couldn't keep up with his movements, and the movements he kept up with still couldn't prevent a slash.

This is no longer a sword dance, the armor on He Miao's body has been cut to pieces by the sword, and the right shoulder armor has been shaved off, Ma Yue no longer dares to attack He Miao's right side, but He Miao does not admit defeat, Liu Hong does not stop, Ma Yue must continue to fight.

Ma Yue has already sprinkled enough anger, and he can't bear to fight anymore, He Miao is no longer able to defend at all, the armor in his abdomen was concave by his kick, and the slash was cut away by a knife, falling on several cases of Guangluxun, He Miao, who was dismantled from his head, bowed his body, still facing Ma Yue, and the tip of the sword in his hand was always facing the direction of Ma Yue.

On the other hand, Ma Yue was holding the knife calmly, he was no longer slashing at He Miao, waving and dancing routines, moving and jumping by himself, but his every move was guarding against He Miao not far away, suddenly, Liu Hong clapped his hands and said: "Come on, take the captain of Yue Cavalry and the master craftsman to go down and freshen up!" ”

Ma Yue put away the sword, bowed to Liu Hong, glanced at He Miao, who was panting like a cow, and turned around and went to the back of the palace under the leadership of the little eunuch to remove his armor.

The hundred officials and ministers in the hall forced a laugh, but they all felt that this fight was not clear, they were the first time to see the sword dance can dance like this, look at He Miao's appearance, today Ma Yue completely offended the He family, the queen, the general, the more the captain of the cavalry...... and the general's subordinates.

The General's Mansion has now become a force to be reckoned with in the court, including the sons of the three dukes, the nephews and nephews of the princes, such a political force, what can the single Ma Yue use to oppose them?

The unscrupulous Ma Yue may not be able to stay in Luoyang for a few years.

After a while, Ma Yue, who had changed his clothes, sat back down, and the court's ceremonial music sounded, and the officials looked happy, as if nothing had happened just now.

In the midst of laughter, everyone was waiting for the conflict at the beginning of the third year of Zhongping, and they knew that this matter would not end like this.

Hundreds of officials drank happily, and when Liu Hong left in the back, the whole scene became hot, but it was only limited to chatting a little louder, they still maintained the law of etiquette, Jian Shuo escorted Liu Hong to leave and then came back, sitting in the last seat, the two looked at each other, Jian Shuo chuckled, made a mouth shape, and drank the wine bottle.

Ma Yue could see the shape of his mouth.

"Good fight!"