Chapter 81: Whose Life Is Valuable?

"Temple...... Your Highness...... What does this mean? ”

On Zhou Yu's head, beads of sweat the size of beans had appeared, and his voice trembled.

It's nothing, even, as long as a war is won, even those conscripted people have a reward to take.

Although it can't be compared with those soldiers, it is better than nothing.

The people are not tired of war, which is also an important reason why the military of Chu can be so strong.

It's just that this kind of reward is generally an official position, or money and acres, and the reward only exists in those famous generals who died in battle, or generals who made great contributions and died in battle.

Now, Zhou Yu is still alive and well, but Xia Huan asked for a nickname for him, and the implication is already very obvious.

"It's not interesting. Do it! Xia Huan walked to the door of the tent, looked at Zhou Yu coldly, and snorted.

"Sting! Sting! ”

The side of the tent, which was originally intact, was suddenly cut open by more than 20 openings.

The silver-armored palace guard, without saying anything, rushed straight to Zhou Yu's front door.

In a panic, Zhou Yu didn't care about anything else, so he directly pulled out his saber and dealt with it in a panic.

Although the more than 20 palace guards are first-class players, Zhou Yu is also a veteran of the battlefield.

Under the back and forth between the two sides, in a short period of time, although Zhou Yu was forced to be a little scrambling, he did not worry about his life.

Zhou Yu knew that since Xia Huan had already made a move, his pro-soldiers had either been controlled or had already been branched out.

He doesn't want to die yet, even if in the past ten years, life has been worse than day by day, and he doesn't want to die so inexplicably.

Moreover, regardless of the truth of that letter, if Xia Huan really did this, there would definitely be a big deal about me.

In such a big war, nearly 600,000 people fought in the three kingdoms of Chu, Han and Qi, and people only cared about the result, and no one cared about the process.

If Xia Huan succeeds, then he will definitely become a heinous person.

Even if Xia Huan is defeated, no one will remember him, a small general.

Zhou Yu was unwilling, as a veteran of the battlefield, his blood, which had been calm for many years, seemed to be completely boiling at this time.

"Ahh Zhou Yu was red-eyed, completely ignoring the defense, roared, split a road, and went straight to Xia Huan at the door of the tent.

Capture the thief first and capture the king first, and attack him and save him. As long as he wins Xia Huan, he has a chance to live!

Zhou Yu, who was desperate, took three or four swords from the palace guards, fought his way out of the encirclement, and successfully stabbed the sword across Xia Huan's neck.

"Oh? Is General Zhou trying to rebel? ”

Although the cold blade had already pressed against his neck, Xia Huan still did not have a trace of fear.

"Your Highness, the last general doesn't want to do this, but don't force me either!"

Zhou Yu's voice was hoarse to the extreme, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Of the previous swords, one of them slashed into his right arm, although it was not deep, but it was also bloody.

"This monarch has an edict given by His Majesty, and the general refuses to obey the order, how can he blame this monarch. And go, Ben Junnian is loyal to the general for my Dachu, and it is not that he doesn't want to give the general a little compensation. In the whole country, how many people deserve the word 'loyalty'? ”

"Huh."

Zhou Yu gasped lightly, staring at the palace guards who were about to move, revealing a mocking smile.

"I don't want to die, Your Highness. If you are hard-hearted, then you can only take you to see Taizu and let Taizu and his old man judge him! ”

Zhou Yu's expression was obviously a little crazy, and his right hand holding the sword also trembled violently.

"Taizu, ......"

Xia Huan closed his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of nostalgia and longing.

"You veterans, always open your mouth and close your mouth Taizu. Even in the palace, the Queen Mother and his old man always mentioned Taizu. Speaking of which, Benjun is still the grandson of Taizu, but he has never seen Taizu, which is really a big pity. ”

Xia Huan's words made Zhou Yu slightly stunned, but he quickly returned to his original expression.

"Your Highness, there is not much to ask for in the end, just one life! After this war, the last general will return to his hometown! ”

Today's Zhou Yu is not yet fifty years old, nearly ten years younger than the general Ji Shu, which is the best age, but he has to return to his hometown, obviously he doesn't want to get involved in the disputes in the court anymore.

Zhou Yu is not stupid, Xia Huan can take out the edict of Emperor Chu, but he can't take out the tiger talisman, either the edict is fake, or he has a holiday with the general.

No matter which one it is, it is not something that he can afford as a small general.

"Then the general will hand over the military power, and this monarch will ask your father for a huge sum of money for you, and enjoy your old age in peace!" Xia Huan said righteously. The look doesn't look like a fake.

"The transfer of troops requires a tiger talisman, and the last general will march for thirty years, and he only recognizes the tiger talisman! If you don't have a tiger talisman to hand over the military power to Your Highness, this will be a capital crime of rebellion! ”

"So, the general still refuses?"

Xia Huan's tone suddenly dropped again, although it was not cold, but the calmer it was, the more frightening it became.

"Your Highness, don't force me!"

Zhou Yu roared, and his body was slightly arched, as if he was about to come out of a fierce beast.

"Benjun remembers, General Zhou has three sons, right?"

Xia Huan's words made Zhou Yu's face change.

"Benjun still remembers that just a month before the army started, General Zhou's mansion also added a new little son, I heard that he was still the eldest son of the general......"

Zhou Yu's face became more and more ugly, he really didn't expect that Xia Huan, who looked gentle and elegant, would kidnap his family members without realizing it.

You must know that he is also a general of the Fan Army, and his family members are all in Shoudu. In Shoudu, what kind of power is needed to kidnap such a family?

Vile!

This is the crazy thought in Zhou Yu's heart.

"The general thinks that this king's life is more precious than the life of you and your family?" Xia Huan asked again.

"Your Highness is the prince of the prince, and the last general's family is not worth a finger of His Highness."

Although Zhou Yu said this, judging from his expression, it was obvious that he already hated Xia Huan.

"In that case, it's the general who earned it." The corners of Xia Huan's mouth showed a hint of a smile.

Zhou Yu frowned, and the twenty or so silver-armored palace guards who were staring at Zhou Yu on the side also showed a look of incomprehension. I didn't understand a trace of Xia Huan's last sentence at all.

"Smack!"

A soft sound sounded in everyone's ears, and Zhou Yu immediately came back to his senses, only to see that Xia Huan had already slapped his hand on his arm.

Zhou Yu, who thought that Xia Huan was going to grab the sword, immediately clenched the sword, but it was not like a force to move the sword to his right side.

"Dangchang!"

Zhou Yu's saber fell to the ground, and a stream of warm red liquid flowed down from between Xia Huan's neck.

Zhou Yu, whose eyes widened, fell to the ground with a plop, gasping for breath, his eyes as if he was greatly frightened. even completely ignored the palace guards who had surrounded him around him.

"Is the general afraid? Is there anything wrong with exchanging the lives of you and more than a dozen people in your family with one of your lives? Xia Huan said lightly as if he hadn't noticed the scars on his neck at all.