Hiss!

If you don't agree with each other, do you want His Royal Highness King Han to be so ruthless?

Everyone looked at Ashikaga Mankan, whose mouth was already red and swollen, and even kept bleeding, and they felt a lot of affection. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ahh After beating people, Zhu Song suddenly threw the wooden ruler in his hand back, and bowed to Zhu Di with an embarrassed face, "Long live, my brother will do it as soon as his hand slips, and please forgive me!" ”

There was a chill in everyone's hearts, His Royal Highness King Han was not only ruthless, but also shameless!

"Zhu Song, don't take it as an example!" Zhu Di's heart was as cool as drinking a bottle of ice wine on dog days, but his face was full of reproachful expressions, "Come on, go to the Tai Hospital and invite the imperial doctor to treat the mouth wound of the Ashikaga messenger, and don't be able to participate in the sword competition for a while." ”

"Yes!" A little eunuch answered and hurried towards the outside of the main hall.

Gotcha, this time Ashikaga Mitsutsumi didn't dare to beep anymore, he couldn't beep anymore, it's strange that this mouth can still speak.

Watanabe Kirito, who was following Ashikaga Mankan, seemed to be unwilling, thinking that he was still a little wise, and he didn't use diplomatic relations as a bargaining chip to blackmail Zhu Di. Otherwise, none of these little books will be able to get out of the palace alive.

After being silent for a while, Watanabe Kirito said to Zhu Di under the signal of Ashikaga Mankan's eyes: "Dear Your Majesty, this time Your Majesty summoned us and others to come, it is nothing more than whether the divine weapon in his hand is sharp. I don't know if Your Majesty dares to make a bet with your subordinates? ”

"Interesting, what do you want to bet on?" Zhu Di chuckled.

"The subordinates came by the king's order, and they have nothing of value on them, so it's better to do this!" Watanabe cut people and said, "My subordinates think that I say that my country's sword is the sharpest ordinary weapon in the world. If the sword is lucky enough to win the sword of the Ming Dynasty and other vassal states, then please ask Your Majesty to return the gift by adding 10,000 pieces of silk and 1,000 pieces of various porcelain. ”

The needle pierced the point, biting the point of ordinary weapons.

This is a qualification.

"Hmph, it's quite a big breath." Zhu Di sneered and said, "What if you lose?" ”

"If the subordinate loses, the Ming Dynasty will not accept a single thing, and I will add a thousand tribute swords!" Watanabe gritted his teeth and told the bet.

"Good! I trust you! Zhu Di directly clapped the decision, "Sanbao, let them bring their respective swords to the palace!" ”

The Three Treasures Eunuch nodded, and shouted outside the main hall: "Long live the purpose, those who participate in the divine soldier competition will take their respective swords and enter the palace to see them!" ”

The voice of the Three Treasure Eunuchs landed, and the first to enter the Fengtian Hall was not people from all sides, but a brocade guard with a spring knife embroidered on his waist.

What is different from others is that these brocade guards are not flying fish suits, but bullfighting suits, all of them are in shape and have a murderous face.

In the Ming Dynasty, in addition to the prescribed clothing, there was also a type of clothing that was specially rewarded by the emperor, which was generally divided into python clothing, flying fish clothing, bullfighting clothing, and unicorn clothing.

Python suits are generally given to meritorious ministers of civil and military affairs, kings of subject countries, and tribal leaders; The flying fish suit is second only to the python suit, which is a special costume of Jinyiwei; As for the bullfighting suit, it is a clothing pattern that is inferior to the python and flying fish pattern.

As far as Jinyiwei is concerned, changing from a flying fish suit to a bullfighting suit can be regarded as a downgrade.

After entering the main hall, these brocade guards looked for their own positions, and they divided a part of it, and very skillfully protected Zhu Di and some important courtiers and nobles in the court.

The rest of the brocade guards surrounded the center of the Fengtian Palace, clearly worried that among those who participated in the divine weapon competition, one or two would jump out and assassinate Zhu Di.

After all the brocade guards were in their positions, the people who came to participate in the divine weapon competition entered the main hall with their respective swords.

"I've seen my emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

After the salutes, the men searched for their masters in the temple.

"Hahaha, since everyone is here, then this king will make a good start first!" At this time, Zhu Yang was the first to stand up, he was not afraid of embarrassment, "Which of you dares to come out and compare with this king, let's not play so many tricks......"

Speaking of this, Zhu Yang nodded to his palace guard.

With a brush on the ground, the guard pulled out a long knife from his waist and displayed it in front of everyone.

"Come on, come on, as long as you come out and fight against this long knife in the hands of the king's guards, whoever breaks it first will lose." Zhu Yang's method is really simple and rude.

"His Royal Highness King Min, the ministers are here to compare with you!" Standing out of the crowd was a man with curly hair, deep-set eyes, and swarthy skin.

At first glance, this special meow is a man who opens the nation!

"Dare to ask this lord, where do you come from? What kind of weapon is it compared to? Zhu Yang looked at this man with an obvious Indian style and said.

"His Majesty is Mutukad, the envoy of the Delhi Sultanate, and he has met His Royal Highness King Min!" The man spoke a Chinese language with a trill, and his liver trembled when he heard it.

In 1206, the slave-born viceroy of India, Qutb-uddin Abbek, adopted the title of sultan to rule the ******-conquered region of North India, with the capital of Delhi, from which the Delhi sultanate took its name.

Therefore, this guy is really a man who hangs up the nation.

"Okay, Mutukad emissary!" Zhu Yang nodded and said, "What do you compare?" Is this strange scimitar? ”

Mutukad's men held a strangely shaped scimitar, the blade was sharp, the blade was very wide, and it was bent at 120 degrees.

"Yes!" Mutukad nodded.

"Come, it's a guest from afar, this king will let you cut it first." Zhu Yang said generously.

"It's better to be respectful than to obey!" Mutukad dragged an idiom, then gestured to his handman holding a scimitar.

Boom!

The subordinate was unceremonious, and directly brandished a scimitar and slashed at the knife on Zhu Yan's side.

The momentum was quite strong, but Zhu Yan's knife only trembled for a moment, and then completely extinguished the fire, and it didn't even collapse a gap.

"Okay, it's time for this king!" Zhu Yang laughed, and simply snatched the knife from his hands and aimed it at the scimitar.

Click!

It was clean, and the long knife slashed at the scimitar, with only a slight pause, followed by the sound of cracking.

Looking at the scimitar again, it is half an inch shorter, and although the port is a little rough, it is indeed broken.

"Hahaha, broken, broken!" Zhu Yang was excited like a child, "I won it." ”

Mutukad shook his head, folded his hands, saluted Zhu Ying, and said, "It's the subordinate who lost." ”

"Who else?" Zhu Yang held a long knife, proud of the crowd.

"I'll ......"

"Change My ......"

It may have been the collision of the swords and soldiers of Fang Cai, which stirred up the ferocity in the hearts of everyone present. Those who had prepared their swords and came to participate in the contest shouted one by one. (To be continued.) )