Previously, the Han-Liao coalition army failed to lure out the Great Zhou army under the city of Jiezhou, and had to rob hundreds of people outside the city and hundreds of bags of salt to retreat to the north.

In the process of retreating, the three Khitan soldiers at the end of the team were very bored, drank with each other for a while, pulled three young people out of the captive crowd, tied them to their horses, and agreed to carry out a "horse race", and the three of them galloped at the same time to see whose horse arrived first, and the people behind did not fall.

The other Liao soldiers immediately cheered for them, and some of the cavalry took out money or valuables from their bodies and took out their valuables to place bets, and the two centurions who led the team smiled and didn't care.

At the back of the line, Zhu Feng, who had just arrived, clenched his hands into fists and stared at the whistling Liao soldiers.

"Whoosh", a sharp arrow was shot, three Liao soldiers urged the horse at the same time, rushed forward, the three young men were driven by the rope, immediately staggered and followed the horse, opened their legs and ran forward desperately.

After running a few steps, the young man behind the cavalry on the right stumbled on his feet, his body lost his balance, and the man fell to the ground heavily, dragged forward by the ropes, and dragged a deep ditch on the ground, and immediately roared in pain.

After a few more steps, the young man who was tied up in the middle was also led down by the horse in the rapid gasp, and the man fell, his head hit a stone, and his body immediately lost his vitality, and he was dragged forward by the galloping horse, leaving a long string of blood marks behind him.

The Liao soldiers on the left looked back and saw this situation, immediately smiled proudly, continued to fight the horse and moved forward, and soon reached the place where the arrow landed, and the person jumped on the horse excitedly, waving his knife and shouting, and the Liao soldiers who bought him to win also raised their knives in response, and those Liao soldiers who bought the wrong target were angry and scolded, and jumped like thunder.

The two Liao soldiers who rushed to the finish line were extremely angry. The Liao soldier in the middle jumped off his horse and kicked the face-down soldier over, and found that the young man was already lifeless, so angry that he stomped the corpse several times with his foot. The Liao soldier on the right looked angry, grabbed the young man's hair bun behind the horse, snorted twice at the frightened face covered with blood, raised the steel knife in his right hand, and slashed at the injured young man's face, neck and body.

At first, the young man could still roar in pain, but later, there was no life at all, but the Liao soldier was still angry, and the knife in his hand did not stop at all, cutting the corpse in front of him into a disfigured shape. The naked bloody torture frightened the captured people on both sides of the earth, and instead provoked the roars of those Liao soldiers to be louder.

At this time, the victorious Liao soldier triumphantly showed his victories around, and the man suddenly turned around, drew his knife and slashed down, slashing the surviving young man who was looking lucky to the ground, and made up for it in his heart.

The young man yelled in pain, and then he was gone.

The Liao soldier picked up the knife that was still dripping blood, used his tongue to scan the blood on the blade, rinsed it between his teeth, spit it out suddenly, and showed his blood knife to the surrounding Liao soldiers!

"Why kill him?" Unable to contain his anger any longer, Zhu Feng pushed the horse away and squeezed into the crowd, pointing to the corpse lying in a pool of blood and yelling, "He has already helped you win the game, why should you kill him?" ”

The strong appearance of the wind suddenly made the scene quiet for a moment, those Liao soldiers were stunned, and they all began to laugh on their horses, and the murderous Liao soldier glared angrily at the Northern Han decoder in the team, and the interpreter stepped forward and translated Zhu Feng's words into Liao Chinese.

The Liao soldier immediately shouted "wow" twice, and rushed towards the wind with his sword. Zhu Feng glanced at him contemptuously, drew his knife out, and pointed the tip of the knife at the Liao soldier.

"Stop!" Two loud shouts sounded at the same time, a centurion drank the Liao soldiers, and Yang Ye also rushed in from the periphery of the crowd, hugged the wind, and dragged it outward.

"Joining forces with such a cruel and unscrupulous person is a great shame in Zhu's life!" Zhu Feng snorted coldly, got rid of Yang Ye's hands with all his might, strode out, called out to his brother, and left the team and walked forward.

The corners of Yang Ye's mouth twitched twice, looking at the three mutilated corpses on the ground, a burst of hatred flashed in his eyes, and he also shook his hand angrily and walked out.

This little episode passed quickly. However, similar incidents of torture never happened again on the way home.

After the return, the Han Liao coalition army launched a new ** city again under the personal supervision of Liu Chong's father and son. After attacking for two days, the Northern Han army, which sacrificed nearly 3,000 soldiers again, voluntarily gave up, and the battle situation once again reached a stalemate.

However, the Liao army, which had been wandering around under the city, couldn't sit still, and went to the Han army to ask for food and money more and more times, and their words became more and more unpolite. Liu Chong and Liu Chengjun, the royal father and son, were often pointed at their noses and scolded by several Liao soldiers, and they were angry, but they could only endure the humiliation and bear the burden, and meet the requirements of the Liao soldiers as much as possible, and their faces naturally became more and more ugly.

On the morning of October 17, the Liao army again sent three commanders with 500 fierce cavalry to directly knock down the wall of the Northern Han army, break into the big tent, and put forward three conditions: immediately provide 50,000 stone of grain, 50,000 yuan of money, and 300 young women.

Liu Chong and Liu Chengjun looked at each other, food and money can still be squeezed out, but where to get so many young women now?

The commander of the head is called Chidu, a middle-aged man with a full beard, who jumped to his feet and scolded in Chinese: "Incompetent, mediocre!" If you can't do it today, then let go of the river defense and let us cross the Fen River! ”

Liu Chong and Liu Chengjun immediately subconsciously shook their heads and refused, if this group of vicious wolves were allowed to rush into the hinterland of Ci, Jiang, and Xi, not only would the war in Hedong be completely ruined, but Sanzhou would inevitably become a ruin!

Seeing the hesitant expressions of the father and son, Chidu was even more unhappy, jumped over and pointed at Liu Chong's nose and scolded: "Breaking the Liaohan oath, you can't die a good death!" Hurry up and prepare our boats, we have to cross the river! ”

"Wu Na Liao dog, Hugh is rampant!" At this very moment, there was a roar at the tent door, and the winds rushed in dragging an interpreter in tow.

"Don't you worship force? On behalf of the people of the three states, I personally challenge you, do you dare to engage in the war? The winds roared angrily, and the green tendons on their necks burst out.

Chidu understood a little bit of it, and then listened carefully to the interpreter's translation, and immediately laughed wildly, pointing at the wind with the middle finger of his right hand, his face full of disdain.

"Three people from each side, one-on-one challenge! Three battles and two victories, you have won, I will no longer hinder you; If you lose, the Liao army will not be allowed to step into Sanzhou for half a step! Zhu Feng clasped his hands to his chest and said calmly word by word.

Chidu completely understood this time, but he didn't dare to make his own decisions about such a major matter, so he turned around and discussed it with the other two commanders, one of whom stared at Zhu Feng viciously, turned around and ran away.

Not long after, Xiao Yuju, the envoy of Zhangguo Jiedu, led a group of chieftains of the Liao State into the big tent, stared at the winds like icebergs a few times, and then stared at Liu Chong.

Liu Chong looked at Liu Chengjun, who nodded slightly in approval, and then looked at the situation in the account, stomped his feet, and nodded slowly to express his agreement.

Chi, who couldn't bear it for a long time, didn't wait for others to make a statement, roared wildly, drew his sword and rushed towards the wind.

The winds roared, and the steel knife in his hand slammed into the air, swooping down like a mad tiger.

Chidu snorted coldly, stopped slightly under him, and the sword light flowed, dancing out of a long and short sword light.

The winds were like the wind under their feet, revolving around the sword, and the steel knife in their hands was slashed out at a frequency that was not visible to the naked eye, forcing the sword light group to retreat step by step.

Chidu shouted again and again, and with the strength in his hands, he wanted to rush forward, but he found that the pressure from the surroundings was getting stronger and stronger, and the dense and urgent knife in the outer circle was like a slowly tightening net, encircling him in the middle.

Chidu's eyes rolled, and the strength of his right hand slowly slowed down.

Suddenly, Chidu's feet froze, his body was crooked, the speed of the knife slashing slowed down suddenly, and the blade of the knife also turned to the side. The winds immediately swooped forward, stabbing straight with their swords.

The Chidu knife was horizontal, and the tip of the knife was blocked with the blade.

Chidu, who thought that he had succeeded in luring the enemy, immediately kicked his right leg with all his strength to the underground position behind him, preparing to fight back with all his strength. Who knew that the leg touched a table leg in the middle of the road, and the reaction force immediately reversed, making the figure of Chidu suddenly stop.

Zhufeng has been forcing Chidu with a knife, and it is precisely because he wants to force him to the corner of the big tent and create an opportunity to dominate the enemy!

Zhu Feng's left hand immediately pressed the handle of the knife, and the blade quickly slashed through the blade of the Chidu Steel Knife, and slammed into the bottom of Chidu's open chest. Immediately after, his right hand stabbed and turned hard, opening a big mouth in Chidu's stomach.

Zhu Feng was unforgiving, and his left hand that suddenly stepped forward grabbed Chidu's right hand like a pincer, and pressed the strength of his whole body to press Chidu's knife into his own chest. The steel knife in his right hand reversed and slammed into the back of Chidu's knife, and the steel knife that was violently subjected to the huge force immediately broke free from the control of Chidu's right hand and slashed into his chest.

Chidu, who had been hit twice in a row, roared for half a sentence and fell backwards in despair!

Zhu Feng calmly turned around and withdrew his hand, and threw Chidu's blood-soaked steel knife to the ground.

In the first game, Zhufeng won neatly!