As a military general, he should be loyal to the Son of Heaven and die for the country.

In his previous life, He Qi grew up with such an education, and it was natural that a military general should lead the troops to fight.

It wasn't until I went to the border pass that I witnessed the death of thousands of soldiers and civilians due to the war, and experienced the cruelty of battlefield fighting.

He watched as his loyal guards died.

He raised his sword to kill, not for the sake of military exploits, but to protect the people.

If the people were happy and prosperous, he would rather not be a valiant general.

In the hearts of the generals, the martial and belligerent Emperor Xuanhe was a good emperor. Because he values military force over literature, he has a special preference for military generals, and in order to raise soldiers and generals, he does not hesitate to increase taxes for the people every year. Every year, most of the tax revenue from the national treasury is used to raise the army.

But for the people of Great Chu, who suffered from the war, Emperor Xuanhe was a tyrant who was reckless.

Every family is required to serve in the military. Fighting will keep killing people, and if you want to replenish your troops, you have to keep conscripting troops. The thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy Lang was conscripted into the army before he could grow up. Men under the age of fifty are also considered young and strong, and are also subject to conscription.

After entering the barracks, he had to serve twenty years of military service. In fact, very few can actually survive twenty years in the barracks. Every soldier enlisted means a parting of life and death.

There are plenty of troops in the capital, and the nobles live in abundance. It has created a false impression of peace and security in the Great Chu State.

The fact is that there are frequent wars outside the capital. Fertile land is uncultivated, and it gradually becomes barren land. Forced to survive by heavy taxes and unwilling to be drafted, more and more people fled their homes, or sneaked into the mountains to become hermits, or rallied to the people to make trouble.

After the death of Emperor Xuanhe, the border pass was trampled by Tatar iron cavalry. The young Emperor Xuande, who was sitting on the dragon chair, was frightened, and actually ceded half of the country and lived in peace.

The root cause of all this is because of the belligerence of Emperor Xuanwu and Emperor Xuanhe's father and son.

The current Great Chu Dynasty can't afford to have a brave and warlike prince anymore.

He Qi raised his head, his gaze swept over the eldest prince and the second prince who were eager to try, the fourth prince and the fifth prince who were full of excitement, and finally, it landed on the face of the handsome sixth prince.

……

The snare drum sounded again.

The Marquis of Zhenyuan beat a snare drum, causing more than three hundred years of Lang to disperse, each looking for the opponent in the first game. A martial arts arena that can accommodate 100,000 soldiers is enough no matter how much you toss.

More than a hundred pairs of young men, each holding a wooden long knife or long sword or spear, shouted angrily and began to fight.

The boy who fought against He Qi was one of the people who ridiculed and ridiculed He Qi before. The boy rushed with a spear in his hand and screaming. He Qi quickly dodged and dodged, and kicked the young man's buttocks with his right leg.

The boy was kicked a few meters away, fell heavily to the ground, and immediately spat out blood, unable to get up.

Defeat the enemy with one move! The long knife in his hand didn't move!

The teenagers who were busy with the competition had no time to pay attention to the movement here, but the people sitting on the high platform watching the battle could see it clearly and couldn't help but be moved.

Wei Guogong glanced at the black-clothed young man who was as cold as a long knife out of its sheath, and praised with a smile: "Good! ”

Emperor Xuanhe was full of admiration and admiration, and asked with a smile, "Who is this young man?" ”

Pingxihou looked at his nephew who was showing his might, and his face flashed with pride: "This is the nephew of the last general, He Saburo of the Pingguo Mansion!" ”

Yong'an Hou quietly furrowed his brows, and his expression became solemn.

Pei Zhang is talented, has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and is very skilled. He certainly had great faith in his son. Can this congratulatory prayer ...... Holding a long knife in his hand, his eyes are as sharp as a knife, like a god descending from the sky!

In the second game, He Qi still didn't use the long knife, and it was another move to defeat the enemy! The opponent who fell to the ground had no power to fight again.

Scene 3, Match 4......

It wasn't until after the tenth scene that He Qi moved the long knife in his hand. The long wooden knife was incomparably powerful, with a terrifying murderous aura. The young man who was also holding a knife on the opposite side tried his best, but he only blocked three moves, and he was chopped off with the long knife in his hand.

Twenty years later, half of the teenagers on the field have withdrawn from the competition. Either they are injured, or they are physically exhausted and difficult to maintain. Ye Lingyun and Zheng Qinghuai also withdrew from the competition.

But Zhu Qijue, who has the spirit of repeated defeats and battles, can still support it.

Pei Zhang, who also won 20 games, should have been the one who was in the limelight.

But congratulatory prayer is like a peerless blade, shining brightly and invincible. It attracted the attention of almost all the generals on the high platform.

The imperial guards who stood straight were not allowed to move in front of the holy car. However, at this time, everyone was watching the martial arts arena, and it didn't hurt to whisper a few words quietly.

"In the past, I only heard that He San was a rampant gentleman! It turns out that there is such a skill! ”

"Isn't it? It's really a blockbuster if it's not a hit! ”

"You say, He San is higher than Captain He, which is higher?"

"Huh! Is this still a comparison? ”

"It is said that Captain He is the most outstanding son of the He family, but it turns out that they are all boasting of praise!"

"Shhhh Be quiet! Don't be heard by Captain He. ”

He Yuan used all his self-control to not lose his temper.

He gripped the hilt of the long knife at his waist hard, and stared at He Qi, who was showing off his might in the martial arts arena.

……

Emperor Xuanhe's eyes were full of brilliance, and he opened his mouth to praise: "Good! What a He Saburo! is worthy of being the princess of Pingguo! ”

Wei Guogong and others were also full of praise.

Yong'an Hou no longer had a taste in his heart, and he couldn't show it on his face at this time, so he opened his mouth and echoed: "He Saburo is young, and he has such skills, which is really terrifying. ”

That's what I said.

Pingxi Hou and Yong'an Hou have never been on the same page, so they smiled unceremoniously: "In my opinion, even if you end up in person, you may not be San Lang's opponent." ”

Yong'an Hou: "......"

Yong'an Hou was stabbed in the sore spot, Rao is scheming was deep, and his face changed slightly.

A duke is a hereditary title. Only Yong'an Hou was promoted because of the uncle of the Son of Heaven and the work of Conglong. In terms of skill and ability to fight, Yong'an Hou is not as good as Pingxi Hou, Zhenyuan Marquis Jinning Hou, and in terms of prestige, he is not as good as Sangong.

However, the Yong'an Marquis Mansion is still gaining momentum, and even has the posture of the head of the four marquis.

Pingxi Hou is an upright military general, and he is not used to Yong'an Hou's coy attitude, and often makes sarcastic remarks.

Yong'an Hou is not a good stubble to be messed with, and quickly shot back with a smile: "That one with a bruised forehead is your beloved son Zhu Ergongzi!" Injured like this, he still refused to quit the competition, and he did not fall into the prestige of Xihou Mansion at all! ”

Pingxi Hou was so angry that his face turned blue, and Huo Di got up: "Your Majesty, the last general looks at the itchy hands and wants to practice with Yong'an Hou!" Please allow the emperor! ”

Emperor Xuanhe himself was brave and warlike, and he especially admired and loved the warlike generals, and smiled and agreed.

Yong'an Hou: "......"