Wushu's appearance was extremely miserable, the corners of his eyes and mouth were cracked, and his cheeks were swollen, but he actually smiled when Xu Zizhen said this.

"Brother Xu, thank you."

He struggled to speak, and tugged at the wound as he spoke, causing the corners of his mouth to twitch again.

Xu Zizhen returned his hand and beckoned, Su San threw his knife over, was caught by him, and looked down at Wushu, but his heart was quite complicated.

This old opponent for many years, since he came to this era, how much trouble has he brought him, and even almost killed him a few times, Xu Zizhen also hated him to the bone marrow, hostility for so many years, today, it should finally be over.

Wushu will go to the intrigue to seize the handsome position, will attack the city and kill people like hemp, in his own opinion, all this is for the prosperity of the Jin country, in order to expand the territory of Dajin, he is not wrong.

As for himself, he was just a lazy person, and when he first came to the Great Song Dynasty, he decided to be a rich and handsome man who was reluctant to steal peace, but in the end he abandoned all the peaceful days, killed the east and the west, and made the wind and rain.

Xu Zizhen sometimes thinks that if it weren't for the golden man, if it wasn't for the Wushu, maybe today's self was just eating waste waiting for death in a corner.

At this time, when Wushu was lying on the ground unable to move, and said the words thank you to him, although his hatred did not subside, it had calmed down, and he suddenly exhaled and said, "I should thank you." ”

All the people around who heard the conversation were all inexplicable, they all looked at me and I looked at you, and no one understood what these two people meant.

Wushu laughed again, this time laughing loudly, even if the wound caused him severe pain, he still laughed very happily, and this was a laugh from the heart, he may have understood the meaning of Xu Zizhen's words, and he was the only one who understood among all the people present.

With a choking sound, Xu Zizhen's knife had already been withdrawn.

Wushu reluctantly raised his hand and said, "Brother Xu, I have one more request, and I hope you will fulfill it." ”

Xu Zizhen said: "Say." ”

Wushu glanced at the thousands of his cronies behind him, as well as the elite department that was crippled by Dayo, and said with a wry smile: "The matter has come to this, I am willing to present the head, in exchange for Brother Xu to let them live, they ...... They are all really good sons of my daughters. ”

As soon as these words came out, the people of the Great Song Dynasty around them all clamored, and Xu Zizhen also snorted coldly: "They are your good sons, not mine, in my opinion, you are all invaders!" You think that you are not comfortable in the ravine, you don't want to plow and build, you only know how to rob other people's fields and money, we people in the Great Song Dynasty live a good life, and I don't know how many people have died because of your selfish desires. ”

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, the blade pointed at the Wushu, and shouted: "How many people have you killed in my Great Song Dynasty, and now you want me to release them with a word, I just want to ask you a word, why?" ”

The last three words were shouted out by him in a raised voice, which shook the valley and echoed endlessly, only to hear a burst of "why...... Why ......".

Wushu was silent, there is actually nothing to explain this, if he wins the Dajin Kingdom, then the people of the Great Song Dynasty will naturally become their slaves, and there will be no politeness at that time, not only him, which dynasty in history is not like this, which founding monarch is not stained with blood in his hands?

It's just that now, it is he who is defeated, and he has reached a dead end, there is no possibility of escape, and he has completely lost the desire to live, but what he said is right, he may be a ruthless person, or a cautious and insidious person, but he really wants to fight for his thousands of Jurchen people to survive.

The picture seems to have stopped suddenly, Xu Zizhen's knife pointed at the Wushu, the Wushu was silent, and no one spoke around anymore, the difference is that the Great Song Fang stared at all the golden people with unkind faces, and those golden people didn't care about the eyes around them, only looked at their handsome people with emotion in their eyes.

I don't know how long it took, Wushu suddenly said: "Brother Xu, I have saved some gold and silver in the past few years, if Brother Xu is willing to let them live, Zong Bi is willing to give them all." ”

Xu Zizhen's eyelids jumped, Wushu has been the emperor of the soil for a few years, and he occupies a lot of space, what he said will never be really a little, he himself will not fight the idea of this money, but it can be used for the development and construction of the Great Song Dynasty, and it will definitely be of great use.

Wushu saw at a glance that Xu Zizhen's mind was moved, and after thinking about it, he added: "Also, I know that your Great Song Dynasty has been attacking my various state capitals, although most of them have been captured at the moment, but there are still many places, Zong Bi is willing to repair the book and distribute it to various places, so that everyone can open the city and surrender to the Song Dynasty, so as to stop the war." ”

As soon as these words came out, the first to react was Bu Fen, in the past few years, he helped Yelu Dashi to conquer the city, knowing the hardships of fighting a tough battle, even if the city is small, once the defender of the city is determined to defend, no matter how strong the attacker is, many people will die, since Wushu is willing to take the initiative to repair the book to let his subordinates surrender, it is a good thing to reduce a large number of casualties.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly coughed, at this time he had already gathered around, not far from the Wushu, Xu Zizhen looked up at him when he heard it, and when he saw him, he immediately understood, he groaned for a while, and finally nodded.

"Well, as you said, I'll spare their dogs' lives, but I'm not going to let them go."

Wushu was shocked when he heard this: "You ......"

Xu Zizhen glared at him: "What am I?" Let them go, where can they go? Back to your Huining Mansion? You're not afraid that Wanyan Ji will kill them? He paused and said, "I can spare them from dying, but I have to give Lao Tzu to Taiyuan." ”

Wushu was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why did you go to Taiyuan?" ”

Xu Zizhen said: "As soon as you die, the world will be really peaceful for the time being, I want to build a world trade city outside Taiyuan, which can be used for all countries to trade, and these people of yours will be used as coolies for me to take care of food." ”

Wushu was stunned, and only after a while did he smile bitterly and said: "Brother Xu, Zong Bi admires, okay, as Brother Xu said, I ...... Answered for them. ”

Xu Zizhen nodded, called Bao'er, took out charcoal and paper and handed it to Wushu, Hu Lie'er dared to come over at this time, and helped Wushu to write the letter of persuasion, and after a while, dozens of letters were written, and there was a place where he hid gold and silver money, Wushu put down the charcoal pen, breathed a long sigh of relief, pushed Hu Lie'er away, and said: "Brother Xu, please." ”

Wushu just sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes slowly closed, and a look of relief appeared on his face.

Xu Zizhen nodded, his hand fell, and a head fell into the dust in the cold light.