"Poof!" With a sound, an arrow came, with great power, penetrating the armor and neck guard of Yan Zuowei's general Pu Yijian, and the strength was undiminished, like inserting tofu, stabbing into Pu Yijian's throat, until it reached the feather.

A clump of blood flew out and sprinkled in the air, the first divine arrow of the Great Yan Kingdom, Pu Yijian, the general of Yan Zuowei, showed an extremely incredible painful look on his face, and his hands desperately covered his throat like a spring, trying to stop the blood from gushing, but it had no effect.

Suddenly, Pu Yijian's short and thick body fell off the horse, and smashed to the ground with a "tom", raising a few feet of dust, and Pu Yijian's body twisted a few times in the dust, and died.

And Zhou Fugui held the moon bow tightly, stood firmly on the ground, and looked coldly at the dying and struggling Pu Yijian.

If at the beginning of the competition, Zhou Fugui used a plan to disturb the enemy, and at this time, he used a trick to deceive the enemy.

Puyi fitness has a bright light armor with excellent protective performance, but Zhou Fugui has a "Aolong Silkworm Purple Gold Treasure Armor" with better protective performance. Murong Huiying was so concerned that she actually forgot the soft armor she gave to Zhou Fugui, so she couldn't help but be heartbroken when she saw Zhou Fugui being hit by an arrow.

Therefore, Zhou Fugui, like Pu Yijian, as long as he is not hit by an arrow in the throat, face and other exposed vital parts, there is no big problem.

Zhou Fugui was hit by Pu Yijian's whirling arrow, and the arrow fell off the horse, but in fact, Zhou Fugui endured the severe pain in his chest and back, jumped off the horse, and then shot a fatal arrow in the air, and the arrow hit the throat of Pu Yijian, who was getting carried away.

When people get carried away, they are also the most lax.

In this battle, Zhou Fugui even made a plan to harass the enemy and deceive the enemy, and with the "Ao Long Silkworm Purple Gold Treasure Armor", he won the battle, but despite this, Zhou Fugui's courage, courage, wisdom or cunning, as well as superb archery, are still breathtaking.

Zhou Fugui turned his head to look at the royal relatives, royal relatives, dignitaries and dignitaries of the Great Yan Kingdom in the field, and slowly raised the moon bow in his hand.

"Color! Color! Color! ”

"Butler! Butler! Butler! ”

"Big Swallow Raising Yuki! Big Swallow Raise Yuki! Big Swallow Raise Yuki! ”

In the school grounds, there were bursts of cheers and cheers like a mountain and a tsunami.

This school competition, full of twists and turns, is full of dangers, comparable to a big show, and even a big drama is not as good as this school competition, so thrilling, shocking, and breathtaking, everyone's hearts are in their throats.

Zhou Fugui, the head of the Great Yanmen Pavilion and the White Tiger Battalion, also got a nickname, "The Great Swallow Raised by the Base", and its reputation is also flourishing in Youzhou, all over the Yan and in the world.

The people of the Spring and Autumn Period, the name of the Divine Arrow Raising Youji, also spread all over the grassland.

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"What a tiger general!" In the Yan Palace, Emperor Yan Murong Xi drank a lot of wine, and at the same time praised Zhou Fuguidao with endless aftertaste.

Murong Xi was indifferent from the beginning, but now he is very interested in Zhou Fugui, so after the school competition, he ordered Murong Bolie, the king of Zuoxian, to go back to the palace to drink with him.

Murong Xi never leaves the wine cup in his hand every day, and it seems that he will never drink enough.

"King Zuo Xian..."Murong Xi then said to Murong Bolie: "When I was young, I was far from being such a person, I don't know how it compares to you?" ”

When Murong Bolie and Murong Xi were young, they were both warriors among the Xianbei people and fierce generals of the Great Yan Kingdom, but after Murong Bolie and others put Murong Xi on the throne, Murong Xi indulged in wine, and now his body is extremely obese and riddled with diseases, and he has long been unable to lift the bow and cannot get on the horse, so he can only keep drinking to suppress or paralyze the pain on his body.

"Da Shan Yu..."Murong Bolie smiled slightly and said, "Bolie is also ashamed of himself. ”

When he was young, if he talked about bow horses, Murong Bolie was confident that he was above Zhou Fugui, at least he would not lose to him, but when it came to courage and cunning, especially cunning, Murong Bolie felt that he was not as good as Zhou Fugui.

"Hmm..." Murong Xi glanced at Murong Bolie when he heard this, trying to distinguish whether his words were self-effacing or really ashamed.

"I want to reuse this person, but it's a pity that he is a Han man." Murong Xi then said to Murong Bolie.

"What Da Shan Yu said is, let's take a look first." Murong Bolie nodded when he heard this.

The so-called non-my race, their hearts must be different, and Murong Bolie is not sure what Zhou Fugui is thinking, whether he can serve the Great Yan Kingdom with all his heart?

Marry Yingying to him, will he be able to give up? This thought suddenly occurred in Murong Bolie's heart.

"When King Zuo Xian speaks, he can always speak to his heart." Murong Xi nodded when he heard this: "Bo Lie, King Youxian is seriously ill, and my Great Yan Kingdom has reached an eventful time again!" Is the Right Virtuous King's injuries really so serious? ”

"Well, Da Shan Yu, there will be no fake in this matter." Murong Burlie replied.

If you care so much, why don't you visit in person? Visiting and comforting Murong Wang, the Right Virtuous King, also made him and his family feel gratified, instead of just looking for pleasure in the palace like now, which made Murong Wang and the others feel cold.

No matter what, the Right Virtuous King Murong Wang is also your Taishan boss, Murong Bolie thought with some dissatisfaction in his heart.

Murong Bolie was fighting with Murong Wang, but Murong Wang was also the founder of the Great Yan Kingdom, and he made countless contributions to the Great Yan Kingdom's expedition to the east and west, but at this time, he was injured in the battle, but Murong Xi ignored him and didn't visit him once, so Murong Bolie couldn't help but feel a little sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

"King Youxian is seriously ill, and state affairs depend on you." Murong Xi sighed when he heard this: "The army is newly defeated, morale is low, the Xia army will inevitably take advantage of the victory to counterattack, and Zhao Nu also took the opportunity to invade the territory, Bo Lie, how do you think we should deal with it at present?" ”

Although Murong Xi was addicted to wine, he was not ignorant of the state affairs of the Great Yan Kingdom, but he was unusually sober and understood.

In the battle of Niuzhu, the Yan army was defeated, but some people played it, saying that it was a big victory, which can be described as reversing black and white and whitewashing the peace.

And Murong Xi is not so easy to be kept in the dark, Murong Xi understands in his heart that in the battle of Zhengnan, the Yan army must be defeated, otherwise where are the prisoners of war? Especially the noble prisoners of war of the Southern Dynasty, Murong Bolie would not be so in a hurry to come back and ask for an order.

"Big order Yu Shengming!" Murong Bolie was worried about how to report Yan and Xia, and when he heard Murong Xi talk about it, he couldn't help but sigh of relief in his heart and said, "The minister thought that he should go south and west. ”

"Bolie, you and I are brothers, on the grassland back then, you were my Ahha, so you don't have to call yourself a minister." Murong Xi said to Murong Bolie.

"Weichen doesn't dare!" Hearing this, Murong Bolie hurriedly got up and bowed down and said.

"Breah, sit down and talk." Murong Xi smiled slightly and waved his hand: "South and West Expedition? Why? ”

"Nanban relies on the dangers of mountains and rivers, and it is difficult to conquer for a while, so it is better to negotiate peace with them first, and after the rebellion of Zhao Nu is pacified, it is not too late to move south to Jiangzuo." Murong Bolie replied after sitting down.

"What do you mean..."Murong Xi drank all the wine in the wine cup after hearing this, he frowned and asked, "Peace?" ”

"It's not a peace, it's a peace." Murong Bolie shook his head and said: "Although the Southern Dynasty won for a while, its losses were not small, and after many years of fighting, the Southern Dynasty has long been riddled with holes, and they are also unable to fight again, and they are also eager to negotiate peace, so if I want to negotiate peace at this moment, I must wait for them to come to sue for peace, so as to get the greatest benefit." ”

"What if the Southern Dynasty doesn't come?" Murong Xi asked when he heard this.

"If no one comes, continue to fight with them until they are forced to sue for peace." Murong Bolie said plainly and firmly: "In the battle of Niuzhu, most of the losses of the army were the Han army, and my Dayan Iron Cavalry suffered little loss, and its strength was not greatly damaged, and after crossing the Yangtze River, how could the Southern Army be the opponent of my Dayan Iron Cavalry?" ”

"Haha, sure enough, the ginger is still old and spicy!" Murong Xi was immediately relieved when he heard this, and picked up the wine cup again, but found that there was no wine in the wine cup.

"Dog minion, why don't you pour wine?" Murong Xi was suddenly furious, and said angrily after slamming the wine cup on the table.

"Big single Yu, slave... Slave... Today, Da Dan Yu has drunk a lot of wine, and Da Dan is important to the dragon body. A chamberlain named Tu Zhen said after running over.

"Pull down the whip for a hundred." It's okay if Tu Zhen doesn't say anything, he will fill the wine and ask for two more words, Murong Xi may let him go, but the more he talks, the more upset Murong Xi will be, so Murong Xi ordered.

The guards in the palace dragged Tuzhen, who kept pleading, down.

One hundred whips, it is not heavy, Zhou Fugui also received a hundred horse whips, it is not light, the key depends on the severity of the torturer.

The other two chamberlains came over and filled Murong Xi's wine cup with trepidation.

"Breaha ..."Murong Xi then said to Murong Bolie while drinking as if nothing happened: "King Youxian is seriously ill, and the state affairs are entrusted to you, hey, Breah, the state affairs are complicated, more than cow hair, let you work so hard, how can I bear it?" Let Tuoba try to share some of the burden for you. ”

"A big order is better than a thoughtful one!" Murong Bolie nodded in response.

Still not at ease, Murong Bolie sighed in his heart, saying that he was sharing the burden for himself, in fact, he was letting his henchmen Tuoba try to monitor him.

"Pu Yijian..."Murong Xi then asked, "He actually died in the school field... Breah, who will be the head of the loyal army after his death? ”

If Zhou Fugui is a Xianbei person, and there is no force to collude with him for the time being, he is a person with no background, and Zhou Fugui is brave and good at fighting, then he is the best candidate.

Young and without a background, Murong Xi can use it with confidence, but it's a pity that Zhou Fugui is a Han and lost this great opportunity.

"The Zhongjie Army is the pro-army of Da Danyu, and the credible person is elected as its leader." Murong Bolie didn't answer directly, but the implication was that you don't trust me the most at the moment? Then you can choose people from among your confidants.