The news that the little prince Qu Le was going to compete with Zhao Ziliang, the envoy of the Tang Dynasty and the guerrilla general, soon spread throughout the city, and the city was full of storms, and the Sogdians in the streets and alleys rushed to tell each other. There are even shrewd businessmen who have opened a handicap, and the odds of winning by buying the little prince Qule are 0.5 to one, and the odds of winning by buying Zhao Ziliang are 1 to 2.

But in the afternoon of the same day, the people in the city bought Zhao Ziliang to win very few, in order to attract more people to participate in the purchase, the merchants who opened the market immediately adjusted Zhao Ziliang's odds to one to five, seeing such a big odds, many people in the city to buy Zhao Ziliang to win.

The next morning, before dawn, thousands of people gathered in the open space outside the east city gate, these are the people in the city and the merchants who came to watch the competition between Qu Le and Zhao Ziliang, in order to maintain order, in the past, Mohe Tutun had to send soldiers and horses to pull a circle with ropes around the venue of the competition, and the onlookers were driven out of the circle, and the order became better.

Just after breakfast time, the armored Qu Le rode a tall horse, carried a huge mace, and came to the competition venue with dozens of retinues, and the onlookers couldn't help but raise their hands and cheer loudly after seeing Qu Le, after all, Qu Le was their little prince, and of course they supported him.

The people moved out of the way, and Küler rode his horse and saw the people welcoming him, and was very proud and happy, and waved to them.

Entering the wide arena, Qu Le saw that the field was empty, and there were a sea of people around, obviously, Zhao Ziliang had not come at this time, he jumped off the horse, and immediately had an entourage bring a chair to him and put it next to him to recuperate, and two attendants pinched his legs and beat his back.

One of his attendants brought a large roast leg of lamb and a barrel of wine and said, "Your Royal Highness, you haven't eaten in the morning?" The villain has prepared a meal for you! ”

Qu Le was very happy, laughed and picked up the roast leg of lamb, and praised: "Good, well done, reward!" ”

"Ah, thank you, Your Highness, Thank you, Your Highness!"

Qule gulped down the mutton and drank the wine, his mouth was full of oil, and the wine stains were everywhere, and he didn't care, and he hummed when he gnawed on the leg of mutton, like a big fat pig when he ate.

After eating and drinking, Qu Le threw the mutton bones that had eaten all the meat to the ground, and poured a few mouthfuls into his mouth with a wine barrel in one hand, and saw that Zhao Ziliang had not yet come, and suddenly became a little angry, "Hmph, why hasn't this Tang Dynasty envoy Zhao Ziliang come yet?" Isn't he afraid of Prince Ben? ”

Immediately some of the retinue brought by Qu Le flattered him: "That is, with the might of the great prince, who can not be afraid? Then Zhao Ziliang must be afraid, otherwise the sun is three poles higher, why doesn't he come? ”

He was about to speak, when someone shouted, "The king is here!" ”

The people who saw the bustle all turned their heads to look at the gate of the city, only to see that the people on the street had retreated to the side, and the street was soon vacated, and the special carriage of King Moheji Tutun came from the gate of the city under the escort of the palace guard cavalry, and then the soldiers who maintained order on the spot drove the people on the road from the city gate to the tournament venue to both sides of the road, and immediately there were soldiers eating spears or spears and standing guard on both sides of the road, leaving a passage to the jousting ground for the king's special carriage.

The royal carriage of Moheji Tutun drove all the way, and the musicians of the royal palace band played music with instruments such as huqin, matouqin, dombula, twelve muqam, rewapu, labup, and sabayi.

Seeing the king's royal car coming, the thousands of people present stopped the noise, and watched without blinking, the king's car was neither fast nor slow, and walked from the city gate to the jousting ground for several minutes.

The car stopped outside the martial arts arena, Mo Heji Tutun stepped on the back of a slave from the carriage wearing a big coat, walked into the martial arts arena under the escort of the guards, and then went to the viewing platform specially set up for him and the ministers.

Due to the arrival of Mo Hezhu Tutun and many civil and military ministers, the control of the soldiers at the scene was stricter, and the onlookers were driven to the cordon a few meters away from the venue.

In order to be able to clearly see the situation in the arena, many young people, young men, and children climbed to the nearby trees, and some adults lifted the children above their heads and placed them on their shoulders.

Embassy.

Qu Le got the fire outside the east city gate, while Zhao Ziliang was drawing a map in the embassy hall, he put down the brush, spit out a breath of turbidity, twisted his neck, and finally finished drawing the topographic map of the stone country, this may be the second happiest thing for him these days, the first happy thing is of course to get a magic weapon in his hand - the moire gold nail jujube yang lance made by Fu Kun.

At this time, Chu Ge knocked on the door and walked in and said, "General, it's almost time to go to the East City Gate to compete with Qu Le!" ”

"Oh!" Zhao Ziliang got up, pointed to the huge sheepskin map spread on the ground and said, "Roll it up and put it away!" ”

Chu Ge beckoned to a servant next to him, and then pointed to another servant and said, "Quickly bring the general's cloak and weapons, and put on armor for the general!" In addition, tell the general's groom to lead Uli to the door and wait! ”

"No!"

Ten minutes later, Zhao Ziliang had already put on his armor, put on his helmet, and walked to the door of the embassy hall with a moire gold nail jujube yang lance, and the horsemen and servants were already ready at the door, he turned over on the war horse with a weapon in his hand, and waved his hand: "Go, go outside the East City Gate!" ”

A group of people rode war horses soon to the east city gate, learned of Zhao Ziliang's arrival, all the onlookers of the Shiguo people looked at Zhao Ziliang, in their opinion, although Zhao Ziliang's height is about the same as Qu Le, and the body size does not belong to Qu Le, but after all, Qu Le is stronger than Zhao Ziliang, and he must be much braver than Zhao Ziliang.

Chu Ge and the others were blocked out of the competition field by the soldiers of Shiguo on horseback, Zhao Ziliang rode Wuli into the competition field, Qu Le, who was sitting on a chair and drinking wine, saw Zhao Ziliang arrive, and immediately stood up and said loudly: "General Zhao, my father, the ministers and this prince have been waiting for you for a long time, why are you only here now?" You're not afraid of my father and this prince! ”

Zhao Ziliang looked up at the dim sun in the sky, and said indifferently: "It's the king, the prince and the adults who came early, and the general came just right, not too early or too late!" ”

"Humph! You're deliberately making Prince Ben wait stupidly here! ”

"That's it!" Mo Heji Tutun raised his hand to stop Qu Le from continuing to entangle, "Since General Zhao has arrived, and the time for the competition has also arrived, then don't talk nonsense, let's start!" ”

Hearing this, Qu Le poured the wine barrel into his mouth a few large mouthfuls, smashed the wine barrel to the ground, the remnants of the wine flowed to the ground, and the aroma of the wine instantly spread, he carried a huge mace and turned over on his war horse, rode his horse to the middle of the field, pointed at Zhao Ziliang with a mace and shouted: "General Zhao, if you admit defeat now, it will not be good if you will be beaten off the horse by this prince and lose face!" ”

"Wouldn't it be more humiliating to admit defeat without fighting? General Ben is not yet timid to this extent! Okay, let's stop talking nonsense, let's see the real chapter under your hands, ha! Zhao Ziliang shouted loudly after speaking, and clamped the horse's belly with his legs, Wu Li knew what he meant, stepped back and kicked hard, and immediately ran out.

Qu Le was quite surprised to see that Zhao Ziliang's war horse started so quickly, but Shiguo is also a place where good horses are produced, and the mount he sat on was not an ordinary thing, and the mount was driven by him to meet Zhao Ziliang.

Under everyone's gaze, the two weapons collided together like lightning, making a loud noise, everyone only felt their ears, and they were instantly deaf, and they didn't return to normal until a few breaths later, at this time, Zhao Ziliang and Qu Le reined in the war horse, and both turned around and faced each other again.

Both sides said in their hearts at the same time: "What a great effort! ”

Zhao Ziliang knew very well that all he had was so strong that his body had been transformed by the cool qi flowing out of his fingers, so his strength would be far beyond ordinary people, but the opposite Qu Le could be described as a real innate divine power, and in the tentative attack just now, he had already felt that Qu Le's strength was smaller than his own, but the difference was not much, just looking at the giant mace used by the other party, he knew that the weight of the mace was definitely not lighter than the golden nail jujube yang lance in his hand.

Qu Le was even more shocked in his heart at this time, he was born with divine power since he was a child, and he had never met someone with greater strength than him, but today he learned that the strength of the Tang general in front of him was not lost to him at all, which made him have to fight with 120,000 spirit and deal with it carefully.

The two looked at each other, and once again fought their horses to meet each other, this time the two sides did not sprint again, but fought directly together, the two horses ran side by side, and the two rode on horseback and kept clashing.

All the onlookers saw the two men fighting and raised their hands to cheer loudly for the people they supported. Obviously, the vast majority of those present were people who supported Qu Le, and there were very few people who cheered for Zhao Ziliang, and these people were basically gamblers who bought him to win.

After more than a dozen moves, Zhao Ziliang found that Qu Le only had a dead force, and he would only use his mace to keep smashing, as for other attack moves, there was no other attack moves at all.

Zhao Ziliang, who found this, was no longer interested in playing with him, and in order to completely convince Qu Le, he decided to defeat him with the most fierce attack.

"Hah!" Zhao Ziliang took the time to swing away Qu Le's mace, and the horse lance in his hand slashed down from the air like lightning, Qu Le didn't have time to dodge, so he could only block it with a mace, but only one end of his mace could be held, and the other end was all iron nails, so he couldn't hold it at all, so he could only wave the mace with both hands and want to swing Zhao Ziliang's horse lance away.

It's just that Zhao Ziliang didn't use all his strength to smash down, he retracted quickly, put it away immediately after smashing it, and then smashed it down at lightning speed, so that Qu Le couldn't block his horse lance at all, and in the face of Zhao Ziliang's incessant attacks, he could only keep blocking.

After dozens of times, Qu Le's arm had been completely numb from the shock, and after blocking fifty-four times, he could no longer hold the mace, and the mace was smashed to the ground by Zhao Ziliang, Zhao Ziliang kept the horse lance in his hand, and the head of the lance "swished" on Qu Le's neck.

The scene was silent, Qu Le was defeated, and Zhao Ziliang still defeated him with strength, Qu Le's hands kept trembling, and he looked at the sharp lance on his neck with a depressed expression, and his face was pale.

Zhao Ziliang took back the horse lance and arched his hand: "Prince Qu Le, I have conceded!" ”

Most of the onlookers sighed, they didn't dare to scold Qu Le for making them lose money, they could only sigh to express their dissatisfaction with Qu Le, and those who bought Zhao Ziliang to win immediately cheered loudly.

Mo Heji Tutun immediately stood up at this time and announced that Zhao Ziliang had won, ending the competition in time.