There is no doubt that Wendou Daming won a complete victory.

It can be said that the victory is unprecedented, the victory is beautiful, and the victory makes people feel like they are in a dream.

But it could be seen from the faces of everyone in the Ming Kingdom that this victory made them raise their eyebrows and make them want to shout out their throats.

Fed up with Qi Guo's anger, he was finally released, and everyone regarded Chen Hu in the ring as a hero.

That's right, at this moment, in the minds of all the Ming people, he is a hero, a triumphant hero.

He made the humble Da Ming puff up his chest, and he could look directly at the Qi people.

There were bursts of cheers from the audience, and everyone couldn't help shouting General Chen, which was breathtaking, and made Zhu Zhixiong's face full of bright smiles.

He firmly believes that one day, Daming will be even more than this.

On the other hand, Qi Guo couldn't breathe out of his chest with a block in his chest, and his face was hard to see.

Especially watching Lu Qiu help the drunken Chen Hu to step down, not only are the alpacas galloping in their hearts, but they are also extremely unpleasant.

lost Lu Qiu, Qi Guo not only became a joke for others, but was also pulled down from the first place in the literary world.

They never dreamed that they would be good when they came, and the proud Master Lu couldn't go back.

In fact, Lu Qiu also knew that he had no face to return to Qi Kingdom, so it was better to borrow a donkey from the slope to stay in Ming Kingdom, and win a reputation for being willing to gamble and lose.

Of course, the most important thing is that Chen Hu's literary talent deeply impressed him, and for him, who has been pursuing literature all his life, it is naturally a blessing to meet stronger people.

It's like a martial arts master meeting an opponent.

"Brother Tiger, no, teacher." Seeing Chen Hu coming over, Prince Zhu Yuanjie hurriedly got up and shouted.

"My Royal Highness the Crown Prince, you still call me Brother Tiger, I sound awkward to the teacher." Chen Hu looked at Zhu Yuanjie with a little fan on his face, his eyes couldn't help revealing deep admiration, smiled bitterly, and then sat down on the seat on the side.

Chen Hu still likes the feeling of hooking shoulders and backs in the past.

At that time.

The uneasy Qi State delegation walked out of a person, only to see this person's fierce eyes, and shouted domineeringly, "Who dares to fight with me?" ”

As he spoke, the man flew up to the ring with two plate axes, and the ground of the ring made a heavy muffled sound, as if he was almost collapsed, which made the faces of the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty change.

"This person is Zhang Dali, the general of Qi State, known as the Tiger of the Descending Mountain, who once beheaded Ye Feng, a famous general of Zhao State, in the war between Qi and Zhao, and became famous in a battle, and the plate axe in his hand could not be splashed, which can be described as strong and invincible."

The joy of victory, which had not yet faded, was suddenly pulled into a trough by the person who appeared.

In a soft whisper, Zhu Zhixiong asked out loud, "Zhong Aiqing, who dares to fight?" ”

"The last will go."

Compared with the cowardly civil officials, the military generals are more upright, and a big man with a beard on his face walked out of the Ming Dynasty.

"Okay, General Wang, I wish you a successful start." Zhu Zhixiong nodded heavily.

Burst!

The bearded general had just taken the stage, and he fought with Zhang Dali for less than three rounds, when a cry of pain sounded, followed by blood splashing, and the bearded general was directly stopped by a board axe and beheaded, turning into two corpses, one fell under the stage, and the other was left on the stage.

In an instant, Daming lost a general, which made everyone in Daming look gloomy and feel more and more heavy.

"Haha...... I didn't expect Daming to be just a group of straw bales, and he looked down on General Ben, so he actually sent a wine bag and rice bag to come. ”

Zhang Dali looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and pointed out everyone in the country with the plate axe in his hand, and said again: "Who else is not afraid of death and dares to fight with me?" ”

In the face of Zhang Dali's questioning voice, the civil officials of the Ming Kingdom couldn't help but retreat in fright, and the military generals clenched their fists and gritted their teeth, but they had more than enough to stand up.

"A bunch of waste, Da Ming doesn't even have a person who dares to fart, hmph, remember, sooner or later, Lao Tzu will use this axe in his hand to split the gate of your Da Ming's capital and slaughter your group of ants." Zhang Dali shouted proudly.

"Be bold, dare to be presumptuous in my Ming land, I will meet you today!" A military general was humiliated, and suddenly stood up among the hundreds of officials, and flew directly into the ring.

Burst!

But......

One move, just one move, and the general's body was split in place.

"Weak, too weak, Daming is really a bunch of waste, wine bags and rice bags ......"

As he spoke, Zhang Dali kicked the corpse in the ring down from above.

"Trash, an eyesore."

Disgrace!

Great shame.

Everyone was indignant.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhu Zhixiong trembled with anger, Qi Guo alone was the first military general who had already crushed all the generals of the Ming Dynasty, not to mention that they did not come, especially the domineering Hu Yanshuo standing in the crowd, that was a figure like the god of war of Qi State.

If he was going to war, wouldn't he be slaughtering the Manchu generals.

Recalling that back then, the Zhenguo general Chen family was in the same vein, guarding the Ming Dynasty, who dared to provoke so much.

Zhu Zhixiong's eyes couldn't help but fall on Chen Hu's body, his eyes were full of expectation, hoping that he could live up to his trust, strengthen my Ming Dynasty, and revitalize the family of Zhenguo generals.

Seeing Zhu Zhixiong's gaze, Chen Hu shook his head, don't look at the low degree of this wine, it's really good.

Chen Hu stood up slowly, "Your Majesty, the last general, the last general, please fight." ”

Chen Hu's voice made everyone stunned for a moment, and then the Qi envoy burst into laughter.

"I heard you right, what did he just say, he wants to fight?"

"Not to mention his hollowed-out body, even if he is drunk at this time, he dares to fight? General Zhang can stab him to death with one hand. ”

"This guy seems to have really drunk too much, this is a martial fight, not a literary fight."

"Come on, let him go, just kill him."

The Qi delegation couldn't stop sneering at Chen Hu.

And Zhu Zhixiong thought that Chen Hu had misunderstood the look he had just looked, but he was also inexplicably moved in his heart, for the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty today, only Chen Hu is really working hard for the Ming Dynasty, look at the others, in addition to saying cool words, what else will they do?

"General Chen, you've drunk too much, sit down and rest, it's a big deal for us to ...... this time."

Before Zhu Zhixiong finished speaking, Chen Hu bowed down and said, "The eldest husband stands between heaven and earth, even if he dies in battle, he will never let others humiliate me Daming, the emperor, the last general would rather die than admit defeat!" ”

Zhu Zhixiong's heart was moved, if he had been happy and angry for a long time, he almost shed tears, Rao was like this, and his eyes were moist.

"It's worthy of being a good son of my Daming, but, this is a martial arts, General Chen should rest." It is absolutely impossible for Zhu Zhixiong to let Chen Hu fight, because at this time, in his heart, Chen Hu is the hope of the Ming Dynasty.