The morning glow reflected half of the sky, and the morning breeze sent away the heat all over the ground. Between the green mountains and clear waters, a large terrace surrounded by green trees is surrounded by flags and crowds.

Jianzhou's right guard is the governor of Fancha, who is in the main seat, looking proud. Li Manzhu and Dong Shan sat next to Fancha, their faces expressionless, occasionally glancing at the three thousand heroes in the audience, and then hurriedly retracted their gaze.

On the right side of the terrace there is a brocade tent, beautifully decorated, with a golden knife hanging from the top. At this moment, the curtain of the brocade tent and the golden knife on the tent attracted all the attention of the three thousand heroes of the Jurchens.

The three thousand heroes were all eager to try, and their eyes were a little scary. In their eyes, the peerless appearance of the Yehenara clan, the unsurpassed glory of the golden sword warriors, and the moving legend of the unification of the Jurchen tribes together constitute a beautiful world that is wider than the sky.

Looking at the shadow of the sun on the horizon, Fan Cha got up calmly, and wanted to give the order to beat the drum and trumpet to start the ancient game of fighting with fate.

Duo'er Zhensuo walked out of the brocade tent, looked up into the distance, and then sighed lightly, "The general might as well wait, King Yue may be invited to come." ”

Vancha's raised right hand was fixed there, and his eyes rolled for a while.

"Oops, it's a pity!" Li Manzhu left his seat and walked to Fan Cha's side, "Brother, even if King Yue doesn't come, letting three thousand heroes fight in the ring will lead to many deaths and injuries, it's not worth it!" Why don't they fight a few battles with the North Koreans first, and then pick out a few winners? ”

"Yes, yes, that's a great plan!" Dong Shan hurriedly agreed.

Misfortune to the east? Hey, that's a great idea! Fan Cha smiled at Li Man, turned around and returned to his seat.

Fan Cha just wanted to pick out the strongest tribe from the Haixi Jurchens and form an alliance with it in the name of martial arts, as for the competition, it was purely a fake show. However, the fake show has to be really done, and it is really not worth it to let those heroes be killed and injured in vain!

Although the leaders of the three guards of Jianzhou have their own small calculations, they all have a common mortal enemy, that is, North Korea. When it comes to trying to deal with the North Koreans, it's easy to agree on what to say.

This is the top heroes of hundreds of Jurchen tribes, they are an army of their own, and they are backed by the three guards of Jianzhou, and everyone goes to the Yalu River majestically, which is enough for the Koreans to drink a pot!

Hmph, if North Korea doesn't give in this time, says some good things, and comes up with some family resources, I'm afraid that it won't be able to pass this hurdle!

Eh, wait, Li Manzhu has always been old and spicy, and that Dong Shan is not good at stubble, could it be that what tricks are they doing? Well, you can't get into their way!

Hey, I see, the winner of the fight against North Korea is clearly there, that is not adulterated, and when the time comes, can Lao Tzu still use the convenience of ranking, and let whoever he wants to win? Can Lao Tzu still operate in the dark? What if the winners all come from weak tribes?

Li Manzhu, Dong Shan, you two turtle grandchildren!

However, let those heroes avoid vain death, and before they died, they also made some contributions to the wealth of Jianzhou Right Guard to squeeze the wealth of North Korea, why is it so tempting!

Thinking of this, Fan Cha was not in a hurry to make a statement, and turned his head to look at the brocade tent, where there lived a strange cash cow! Hiding his greedy eyes, he turned to Li Manzhu and Dong Shan and smiled, "Let's carefully sum up." ”

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"Phew!"

Zhu Qiming reined in his horse and raised his eyes to look into the distance, and he could see a conspicuous high platform lying in front of him, about three miles away, and there were dense figures around the high platform.

Between the high platform and the station, there is a long open area, about 50 to 80 zhang wide.

Zhu Qiming turned his head and slowly glanced at his subordinates. In addition to Zhao Guotai and other ten close guards, he was accompanied by 600 divine machine players led by Luo Han and 400 Jiading led by Wang Lie.

"Zhao Guotai, take your subordinates to change into the costume of a Uliangha, retreat ten miles and hide, if you see a strange situation, you can act according to the plan."

"Yes!" Zhao Guotai puffed out his blank eyes, "Your Highness, do you want the little ones to have their heads?" ”

"Of course!"

"Alas, it's a pity for the small hair!" Zhao Guotai muttered, and then led the crowd to leave.

A burst of laughter swept towards the backs of Zhao Guotai and the others.

"Senior Luo, you led the six hundred divine machine hands to lurk in the dense forests on both sides, and took the shouting as a signal to act when the opportunity came."

"Yes."

The distribution was proper, and Zhu Qiming only took the four hundred Ding horses led by Wang Lie to gallop to the high platform.

The sound of hooves is getting closer and closer to the terrace, and the silver armor and dancing red tassels reflect the jade lacquer, attracting the attention of almost everyone on and off the stage.

"His Royal Highness King Yue!"

Fan Cha, Li Manzhu, and Dong Shan didn't know Zhu Qiming's true appearance, but they never forgot the familiar figure, and when they heard Duo'er Zhensuo's low voice, they suddenly realized, and immediately got up and ran off the stage.

The sound of hooves stopped suddenly, and the leader of the three guards of Jianzhou had already bowed down.

"See His Royal Highness King Yue."

Zhu Qiming turned over and dismounted, grinning at the three of them, his expression was extremely kind.

As soon as the curtain of the brocade tent on the stage opened, a human face flickered very briefly.

Dor's eyes flashed with excitement, "Your Highness is finally here!" ”

Fan Cha smiled, "Since His Highness has come down, then this competition is redundant, and he will set up a banquet to catch the wind and wash the dust for His Highness." ”

Over there, Dong Shan glanced at Fancha, "No, no, no, my uncle wants to entertain three thousand heroes, and in a hurry, it is inevitable that he will snub His Royal Highness King Yue, it is better to ask His Highness to move to Buddha Allah, not to hide it from His Highness, there are also two stunning women on the side of Buddha Allah, and their posture has beaten the Yeh Nara clan." ”

"Nonsense!" Fan Cha glared at Dong Shan angrily, and after a while, he moved his eyes to look at Zhu Qiming, his eyebrows furrowed, and he immediately smiled and squinted, "Hehehehe, Your Highness, the Yehenara clan is the number one beauty recognized by the whole Jurchen, not to mention that she has the mandate of heaven." ”

As if he was afraid that others would not be able to hear him, Fan Cha deliberately accentuated the tone of the word "Mandate of Heaven".

"Eh, General Fancha's words are wrong! Although the Yehenara clan is recognized as the first beauty of the Jurchen tribes, she also belongs to the entire Jurchen, and His Royal Highness the King of Yue does not have to stay in Gule Village! Li Manzhu glanced at Fan Cha, and then turned to Zhu Qiming, wanting to put on a smiling face, but naturally showed a strange constipation appearance, "Your Highness, there are still two altars in the lower place, no, there are five altars in autumn!" After speaking, he raised his sleeve and wiped the corners of his eyes, but he was afraid that he was so distressed that he was about to burst into tears at this moment.

It is not easy to pinch and build the three guards of Jianzhou, not to mention the hundreds of Jurchen tribes! Seeing the quarrel between the leaders of the three guards in Jianzhou again, Zhu Qiming secretly scoffed at the word "unification".

"Oh, the scenery of Gule Village is pleasant, it can be called a resort, this king should have come here to see it a long time ago! Oh, you are more martial than you, this king looks at the liveliness of this king, it is not in the way, right? ”

"Out of the way, out of the way!"

Fan Cha and Duo'er Zhensuo not far away were dumbfounded all of a sudden, Li Manzhu and Dong Shan looked at each other and smiled, a trace of deep meaning flashed in their eyes. And the reactions of the heroes in the audience were calm.

There was a muffled sound in the tent, as if something had been kicked to the ground.

Suddenly, ten horsemen and horses galloped over, the formation was not messy, but the outfits of the ten people were very dazzling, which made people look unpleasant.

What's the deal, the Uliangha people are here to join in the fun! Some of the three thousand heroes rolled their eyes.

The sound of hooves gradually stopped, and ten people stationed on their horses one after another, and one of them raised his neck and squinted at everyone extremely arrogantly, "The lords are ordered by the Great Khan of Warat to come and take away the Yeh Nara clan, and the rest of the people will go back wherever they come, you are not interested in you!" ”

Such an empty eye is simply too deceitful!

The anger in the eyes of the three thousand heroes was instantly ignited.