Chapter 397: The Prince of Dali

The knife and axe hands on both sides were like public men shouting in the public court, and they all made a noise, and the shouts of killing were deafening, which shocked Shi Tianze.

"Wait! Wait! I am Shi Tianze, the Han land of the Great Mongolia, you can't kill me like this! Shi Tianze shouted, because his hands were tied, his lying on the ground and twisting his body was funny.

"You're the one who killed!" The sneer of the voice that spoke just now sounded again, and the person who spoke seemed to be sitting in the hall: "You dog head, betraying Dajin, you should have been killed a long time ago!" ”

The two big men pounced on him and picked up Shi Tianze like a chicken, and with this posture, Shi Tianze could finally see who the person who was speaking.

It was a big man with a black face, burly and powerful, wearing a military uniform, heroic and majestic, and the appearance with an angry face seemed to have been seen somewhere, which made Shi Tianze have a familiar feeling.

"I didn't betray!" Shi Tianze stiffened his neck and argued: "Dajin is dead, how many princes and nobles have surrendered, I am a military general, with thousands of remnants, what can I do?" The Dajin Emperor is dead, what can I do? I'm just following the destiny of heaven, not betrayal! ”

"Fart!" The big man jumped up, slapped the table, and was furious: "Look at who I am? ”

The big man carrying Shi Tianze moved very slowly, holding him as if in slow motion, so Shi Tianze had plenty of time to take a closer look, the more he looked at this person, the more familiar he felt, but that looming impression just couldn't jump out and hovered in the depths of his mind.

"This ......," Shi Tianze muttered.

"Unrecognizable? Master Shi is so forgetful! The black-faced man sneered: "At the foot of Sanfeng Mountain, I fought side by side with you, Caizhou City, I also have a comradeship with you, Lord Shi is now with the Mongols, and I have forgotten it all?!" ”

When Shi Tianze heard this, he seemed to remember something, his face suddenly changed greatly, his neck shrank a little, and he said with round eyes: "You, you, you!" It's you! ”

Dahan snorted coldly: "Of course it's me!" ”

Shi Tianze shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I didn't expect you to be alive, when your father was alive, I also drank with you two grandfathers." ”

"Shut up!" The black-faced man spat out: "You don't deserve to call me my father's name!" ”

"It's not me who killed your father." Shi Tianze's face was like ashes, and he probably knew that if he fell into the hands of Wanyan Chenghei today, he would be more fierce and less auspicious, but his greed for life still made him feel that he had to fight, because he noticed that Wanyan Chenghei was not the one sitting on the main seat.

The hall was divided up and down, and there was only a chair placed there, and there sat a young man with a thin face, wearing a round-necked green robe, and did not speak expressionlessly.

This is a Song man, Shi Tianze secretly guessed that since Wanyan Chenghei did not sit on the top, it means that it is not him who has the idea here, but this young Song man.

"It's not you, but you betray the Lord for glory and treason to the country!" Wanyan Chenghei roared, his forehead was full of green tendons: "You're still not convinced?" ”

"Are there any eggs under the nest? What if I hadn't surrendered? Even if you fight to the death with the Mongols, it will be in vain! The ancients said that the people of the times are Junjie, and I did this to save the lives of thousands of sons and daughters under my command, and to take care of the lives of the people in the city, if you kill me with this, I will never accept it! Shi Tianze shouted desperately, and his words were directed at Wan Yan Chenghe, but his eyes kept looking at the Song man who was high above.

"You!" Wanyan Chengsi seemed to be angry to the extreme, when he pulled out the knife in his hand, and after a loud shout, the knife was like a full moon, and he split an arc in the air and went straight to Shi Tianze's head.

Shi Tianze's soul was scattered, and he couldn't help but close his eyes, although he had fought horses and killed countless people in his life, but that was when he was young before, and now he is a noble household, in charge of the glory and wealth of the huge independent kingdom, he is no longer the barefoot soldier he used to be, and he is over fifty years old.

"Slow!"

The appropriate shout sounded, and Wanyan Chenghe's knife stopped abruptly above Shi Tianze's head, the sharp blade was next to his hair, and when Shi Tianze opened his eyes, he saw more than a dozen strands of hair falling from the top of his head.

"After Yan Chenghei, military affairs, you can't spend personal grudges, you are also tired, go down to rest first, this person's life, the right to send it to me." The eldest grandson Hong held on to the chair and sat upright, his voice was neither high nor low, but with undoubted majesty.

Shi Tianze looked at Yan Chenghe's knife with palpitations, slowly left his head, and re-entered the sheath.

Then bowed down to receive the order, silently retreated, this man who was shouting and shouting to kill just now, just left so obediently.

Shi Tianze looked at the eldest grandson Hong who was speaking in disbelief, and looked at this Song man who had subdued the famous brave heir of the Song Dynasty.

"Master Shi, you just said that those who know the times are Junjie, right?" Changsun Hong laughed, what kind of laughing method does he laugh at, and asked slowly.

"Uh......" Shi Tianze didn't know how to answer, and lowered his head to think about countermeasures.

"You surrendered to Mongolia to survive, this is instinct, I can't blame you, and it was your father who took you to surrender at that time, you didn't have a choice, I understand you." Song said generously, and nodded at Shi Tianze: "But now, you can choose." ”

Shi Tianze looked up, stunned.

What to choose?

He didn't ask, but Changsun Hong replied thoughtfully: "You can choose to die, or not to die." ”

Shi Tianze blinked, thought for a while, stood still and asked, "Dare to ask this adult, who are you?" ”

A man next to him kicked him in the knee, and the position was very accurate, and the kick happened to hit his numbness, causing him to weaken his knees and kneel down.

"This is the eldest grandson of Dali and the king of Dali, and he is also the training envoy of the Rongzhou regiment of the Great Song Dynasty, you are blind, and you don't recognize it!" The man who kicked him roared viciously.

Shi Tianze knelt on the ground, his eyes were blank, it was not that he really didn't take the young eldest grandson Hong in his eyes, but he racked his brains, and he couldn't remember where Rongzhou was, and that Dali was even more weird side by side, what would the prince of Dali appear in Henan?

"Dali...... Yeongju ...... Eldest grandson. Shi Tianze looked at Changsun Hong, and the two strangers looked at each other.

"The official title and title don't matter, the important thing is that I can control your destiny." Changsun Hong waved his hand, looked at him indifferently, and still said slowly: "You haven't answered me yet, choose life, or choose death?" ”

Shi Tianze looked at him, his eyes were full of disbelief, could it be that this is the host of the Song people here, the mastermind behind all this?

A prince of Dali?

Dali's?