Chapter 37 Afraid of cold wine and cold blood

The winter in Guanzhong is not like that in the south.

There is no bone-gnawing coldness, only the cold wind that is split by a peerless swordsman tearing through the world with his inner strength. Without the flying frost, it seems that such coldness is worthy of the past of this world.

The place where Yan Huang originated in the past was also somewhat solemn by this silence. There were no birds or sacred deer in the open wilderness, only two military camps that looked like man-eating monsters.

"Snapped."

The monster moved.

The wind in Qishan has stopped.

The camp gate is wide open.

Two waves of people walked out from inside.

On one side is a pioneering emperor with arrogance and arrogance, wearing a white bone emperor's crown on his head, wearing a short shirt and animal skins, and holding a dragon bird in his hand.

On the other side is a handsome young man wearing cloud-patterned golden boots, a sword on his waist, and a crown and armor.

Behind Helian Bobo are the Xiongnu warriors, and behind Liu Yizhen are the good generals of the Han family.

After going through the turmoil, the two parties finally stood upright in front of each other.

"Boom."

Hu Xia's cavalry and the Jin army's chariot formation roared out at the same time.

Since then, the chess game has been set.

Hu Xia goes first.

His first step is to be handsome.

Helian Bobo rode his muscled war horse slowly toward the Jin army. Although he was alone, he brought the momentum of countless Hu Xia soldiers behind him.

"Are you Liu Yizhen?"

Seeing that the opponent was showing off, Liu Yizhen also removed the pawn guarding him in front, pulled the reins and faced Helian Bobo directly.

"Exactly."

The distance between the two was closer than last time, but at a distance of only five hundred steps, Liu Yizhen could already clearly see Helian Bobo's appearance.

"Nephew Liu Xian, there is a strong wind in Guan. Why don't you lead your troops back to your south?"

Helian Bobo asked again, his tone seemed much softer.

But Liu Yizhen chuckled: "The land of our ancestors, even if it is windy, there is no reason to leave?"

"oh?"

Helian Bobo also laughed.

"Your Excellency has been away from this place for a hundred years, and you still say that this is the land of your ancestors?"

"certainly!"

Liu Yizhen responded loudly: "The majestic Yanhuang, the long summer. The destiny black bird, descended and gave birth to Shang. The phoenix sings in Qishan, and the Zhou family stays in Zuo. The Han Dynasty is mighty, and the Wei and Jin Dynasties are prosperous. This place has always been the place of our ancestors. This place,

There have always been people of ancestors.”

Seeing the legal disadvantage, Helian Bobo added: "It's bitterly cold in the north of the Great Wall, so why can't my nephew give up and leave Guanzhong for the sake of being a fellow Xia? If so, Xia and Jin will always be a country of brothers."

Liu Yizhen simply laughed out loud this time: "Helian Bobo, what do you mean by falsely calling yourself Zhuxia? At this time, if you restore the Liu surname given to you by Emperor Xiaoxuan Zhongzong of the Han family, I will recognize you as my younger brother again."

Don't scold people with insults, don't hit people with slaps in the face.

Helian Bobo's previous surname was "Liu".

Liu Yuan's Liu.

Liu of the Xiongnu.

Liu was given by Emperor Xuan of the Han Dynasty.

That is proof that the Huns had their backbone broken by a big man!

Helian Bobo's expression became fierce.

"Liu Yizhen, Wang Zhene is dead. Even if you are the champion of the Han family, Hou Chongsheng, you cannot put yourself to death and survive. Defeat is only a matter of time. Why not surrender early?"

Liu Yizhen sighed.

"If you don't say it's okay, I won't be able to surrender if you do."

"There are still Wei Sima and Huo Qiaoqi buried there in the east."

"There is also Cheng Bushi and Li Guang."

"There are also Chen Tang and Zhao Ponu."

"Not to mention the emperors of my old Liu family."

"If I lose my guard, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to sleep."

At this time, Helian Bobo's face was ashen.

Liu Yizhen did not single out the famous Han generals like Zhou Yafu, but he talked about the generals of Wei and Huo who beat the Xiongnu more ruthlessly than the others, which made Helian Bobo itch with hatred.

In the end, Helian Bobo simply tore off his disguise and threatened clearly: "Then you are not afraid of death?"

Liu Yizhen was not as free and easy as before. At this time, he looked at the few clouds on the horizon illuminated by the morning sun and felt a little sad: "I'm afraid, but if you think about it carefully, death is just like that."

"Helian Bobo, I, the son of the Han family, view death differently from you."

"We can use death to measure other things, such as reputation, morality, friendship..."

"In my heart, the son of the Han family, death is never the destination."

Liu Yizhen touched the sword tied around his waist.

"Today I, Liu Yizhen, am the same."

"We are afraid of cold wine and cold blood."

"Afraid of separation, afraid of long-lasting love."

"But we are not afraid of death."

"If you want to threaten me with death."

Liu Yizhen pressed the sword with his hand, raised his head and raised his spirits, and showed the sword to Helian Bobo without being humble or arrogant.

"Then I, the officers and men of the Jin Army, are here to seek death today."

After he finished speaking, a breeze blew from the direction of Qishan, blowing the Han family flag behind Liu Yizhen.

"Liu."

"king."

"Shen."

"hair."

"Fu."

"..."

Twenty thousand Jin troops wearing plain silk lined up behind them, raising their weapons and shouting:

"Wind! Wind! Strong wind!"

They used actions to reflect Liu Yizhen's words.

The Han family never fear death.

Just afraid of cold blood!

Helianbobo's face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of uncontrollable killing intent.

"Okay, then I'll kill your army first."

"Liu Yizhen, live well. When you are the only one left in the Jin army, I will ask you again if you are afraid of death!"

Liu Yizhen turned the horse's head, only to show Helian Bobo's back.

"Helian Bobo, you also live well. Wang Kang and the Jin soldiers who died in the battle need your blood as a memorial."

The two of them returned to camp at the same time, and the soldiers on both sides tensed up.

The words are not speculative.

Then let's fight.

The fish-belly sky in the east was dyed red, and the rising sun buried the last trace of darkness.

The killing began.

The first to move was the Jin army's chariot formation.

Countless chariots circled the battlefield, forming a circle in all directions, raising dust all over the sky.
To be continued...