Although the rice wine of the pot saver is not as mellow as the Daming wine, it has great stamina, and when seven or eight bowls of wine fall into the stomach, Yang Muyun's head feels dizzy.

A big man with knotted muscles and a beard like a hedgehog gave him a bowl of wine and said something after grunting.

Yang Muyun didn't understand, and looked at the old man.

"This is the head of Mengkan Village, Su Panu," the old man said with a slight smile, "He asked the Qin envoy how many troops the Ming Dynasty would send?" ”

"Five hundred thousand!" Yang Muyun said with a big tongue that he was fooling anyway, so it was better to say a bigger number to scare them.

There was an exclamation in the hall, and even the old man's eyes widened and he opened his mouth, "What the envoy said is true?" ”

"Of course it's true," Yang Muyun's body shook slightly, barely standing steady, "I have millions of Ming Xiong's divisions, what is the ...... of sending a mere 500,000 troops?"

The old man uttered his words in barbarian language, and the atmosphere in the hall became lively. Everyone had a smile on their faces. Although they are all barbarians who are not civilized, they also know the weight of the 500,000 army, and if such a huge military force can really start a war with the Yue people, the Yue people will no longer care about looking for their bad luck, you must know that the Ding Zhuang that all the people can mobilize are less than 30,000. Provided, of course, that these are true if they are true.

Venasuwa personally poured a bowl of wine and brought it to Yang Muyun.

Yang Muyun no longer pushed, took it and drank it all.

"Lord Venasuva said please watch a good show." The old man said beside him.

"Good show, what good show?" Yang Muyun asked drunken eyes.

"Bang Bang Bang—" Venasuwa high-fived repeatedly, and the barbarians outside the hall escorted in a few people, seeing that their outfits were no different from those of the people in the valley.

Yang Muyun saw that those people looked ordinary and there was nothing unusual, so he looked at the old man, intending to ask what was going on.

"These are the spies of the Yue people," said the old man, "Lord Venasuva wants to let the envoy see what he does with these Yue spies." ”

As he spoke, a dozen barbarians brought in a large wooden cage and placed it on the ground in the hall, and then retreated to the door of the hall and stood side by side. There was a colorful tiger in the big wooden cage, roaring and spinning in the cage.

Yang Muyun has only seen the tiger in the painting, but the real tiger is the first time he has seen it, the tiger in front of him is almost as strong as a cow, with a big white spot in the shape of "Wang" on his forehead, and a thick black and yellow pattern on his body like a big cotton robe draped neatly on his shoulders. There are a few white hairy spots on the chest, abdomen and the inside of the limbs, the limbs are stout, the tips of the long and sharp claws are constantly scratching the ground, the tail is thick and long, with black rings, slightly curved and swaying like a steel whip, and the fangs and long whiskers are majestic and majestic. The body posture is streamlined, the muscles are strong and toned, and it is full of infinite power.

"I'm afraid this tiger weighs hundreds of pounds," Yang Muyun said secretly in his heart: "I'm afraid that the dozen or so fierce dogs raised by Young Master Suo Lang can't match this fierce tiger combined." Just as he was thinking, Venasuva let out a shout, and several brute soldiers twisted a Vietnamese spy and pushed him to the wooden cage.

"What are they going to do?" Yang Muyun asked in surprise.

"This is the good show that Lord Venasuva wants the envoy to see," said the old man, "since the envoy came from the Ming Dynasty, I wonder if you have ever seen a man fight a tiger?" ”

"Are they going to throw him in a wooden cage?" Yang Muyun was shocked, "How can he fight that tiger alone?" ”

With a "click", the lock on the wooden cage opened, and one brute opened the door a crack, and several other brute soldiers hurriedly pushed the struggling and shouting Vietnamese spies into the wooden cage. The wooden door closed again with a "clang", and several brutes relocked it together, as if they were afraid of tigers

Suddenly burst out of the cage.

When the tiger saw that there was suddenly another person in the cage, he seemed to be startled, and took a few steps back, staring at the people.

Out of extreme fear, the Vietnamese spies clung to the wooden fence with both hands and kept yelling.

The people in the hall let out a burst of laughter, and their eyes were focused on the wooden cage, as if they were admiring something very interesting.

"Where is this to let people fight tigers, it is clear that people feed tigers." Yang Muyun shook his head secretly.

Seeing that the tiger was slow to attack, one of the brutes stabbed the tiger in the ass with the shaft of a spear through the wooden cage.

The tiger flicked its tail, and as if enraged, let out a sharp roar, and with a few sharp claws on the ground, it pounced on the spout. The Vietnamese spy screamed, and even crawled to the side, and the hall burst into laughter.

The tiger pounced, furious, and its claws slashed across the bar, leaving several deep paw prints on it.

"Ahh

The atmosphere in the hall reached a climax, and everyone watched with interest as the tiger eating people, except for one person - Yang Muyun turned his face away, unable to bear to look at this bloody and cruel scene.

Observing the look of the "envoy," Venasuva slapped his palm, and the barbarians standing at the door of the hall immediately stepped forward and carried the wooden cage out along with the tigers and the dead inside.

"Why, isn't that exciting?" The old man seemed to be accustomed to this scene, and he didn't care at all, and looked at Yang Muyun, "They are the Yue people, and they are the enemies of the pot keepers, and the most cruel methods should be used to deal with the enemy." ”

"But they are also human beings," Yang Muyun retorted: "The two countries are fighting each other, each is its own master, they are just performing their duties, since you have recognized their identities and captured them, can't you give them a decent death?" Do you have to use this kind of torture to attract people's attention? ”

The old man was stunned, and before he could answer, Venasuwa was giving orders again.

Several brute soldiers pushed the two Vietnamese spies into the open space in the middle of the hall, and one gave them a leather shield and a knife, then stepped aside and stared at them with the handle of the knife in his hand.

"What are they going to do here?" Yang Muyun asked the old man.

Before the old man could reply, he heard Venasuva say to the two men in Vietnamese, "If any of you can kill the other, I will spare the life of the other." With that, he turned around and sat back on the tiger skin chair, looking at the two Yue people for a moment.

"This is to stimulate their desire to survive and make them kill each other," after this period of study, Yang Muyun can already roughly understand the Yue language, "In order to win the laughter of everyone in the hall, someone will lose their lives." ”

The faces of the two Yue people spies immediately turned pale, they glanced at each other, reluctantly held their shields and raised their knives.

The two stared at each other for a long time, but they didn't mean to make a move, and no matter how urged by the people around them, the two remained motionless.

"If you don't do it, I'll have you both pulled out and cut down," cried Venasuva, "and you can only survive if you fight hard." By the end of the day, he had spoken loudly.

Both of them trembled, and one of the older men gritted his teeth, screamed "Ahhh

The crowd in the hall screamed in an uproar,

"Knock-" The knife slashed against the leather shield with a dull sound, after the young man

Take a step back. The older man kept on his hands, slashing at the younger man with one knife after another, "Fluffy Peng-" The young man holding a leather shield only had the ability to parry, and had no power to fight back.

The older man jumped up and slashed hard, splitting the shield in half with a "click" on the younger man's hand.

The young man couldn't hold it anymore and sat down on the ground. The older man screamed, raised his knife and slashed at him, and at that moment the door on his chest opened, and the younger man almost instinctively raised the knife in his hand and aimed it at the older man's chest......

"Poof—" In a burst of exclamation, the knife in the younger man's hand had already stabbed into the older man's chest, and the blade of the other man was still half a foot above his head.

A streak of blood oozed from the corner of the older man's mouth and trickled down. But there was a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of relief when he looked at the other party.

The young man let go of his grip on the hilt of the knife with an "ah", propped his hands on the ground and moved back, and suddenly he hugged his head, lay on the ground and cried bitterly.

"Plop," the old man's stiff body finally fell to the ground, and the battle ended with the death of one side, and the onlookers let out earth-shattering cheers.

Yang Muyun was puzzled, the older man had the advantage, but he showed a fatal flaw when he slashed the last knife, which was very unreasonable, unless- he was bent on death.

"Why, you can't figure out how this could be the result?" Looking at Yang Muyun's puzzled look, the old man said lightly, "Actually, it's easy to understand, because these two are brothers......

Yang Muyun's eyes suddenly widened, and the mystery in his heart was suddenly solved. No wonder none of them would do anything at first, when Venasuva gave them two choices, either all dead or one alive. When the elder brother had actually made up his mind in his heart, he wanted his younger brother to survive, so he launched an attack first, and his moves seemed to be sharp, but in fact, they were all towards the leather shield. The last big knife in the head revealed his key point.

Under the extreme fear of his younger brother, he instinctively wanted to raise his hand to push him away, but he forgot that he still held a knife in his hand, so there was a final shocking scene......

Venasuvaha laughed and stood up, as if pleased with their performance, and with a wave of his hand, two brutes stepped forward and dragged his brother, who was still lying on the ground and weeping, out of the hall, while the other two brutes dragged his brother's body out.

Yang Muyun looked at all this blankly, and felt a feeling of discomfort in his heart. After witnessing two extremely cruel things, he developed an inexplicable disgust for the Venasuva man.

"The envoy ......," the old man's voice called him back to reality, "Lord Venasuva is asking you, is the envoy still satisfied with the good show he arranged?" ”

Yang Muyun forced a smile on his face and did not speak. Having read the books of sages since he was a child, he couldn't comment on such a miserable appearance, so he simply kept silent.

Venasuva smiled and spoke a few more words in a loud voice.

"Lord Venasuva said that you will definitely be satisfied with the good show below, Lord Envoy." The old man said.

Yang Muyun frowned, if it was still such a bloody scene, he would have brushed his sleeves and left.

A melodious and unique piece of music sounded, and a charming fragrance of flowers wafted into the hall.

Yang Muyun's heart fluttered, and he saw a group of girls walking into the hall like butterflies wearing flowers, all of them were in their prime, and their bodies were full of youthful breath. Dance to the beat of the music in front of everyone.

They wore garlands of flowers on their heads, their long hair flowing, and their full and attractive breasts were covered by a touch of bras, which evoked reverie. Under the shorts, a pair of slender legs are exposed, and he steps barefoot on the bluestone slab in the hall, stepping in a dazzling dance posture.