Mu Yulin thinks Ji Youze is crazy and he can't let him do this!

"Ji Youze! Don't think that just because you are the son of the God of War, you can do whatever you want?

Let me tell you, as long as I am here at Xianyu Pass, no one will be able to enter this city!

This world belongs to Korea, and the one on the throne is named Long. If you don’t believe Ji, if you want to do whatever you want, I won’t agree to it!”

Mu Yulin was so furious that he shouted loudly to Ji Youze while riding on his horse.

When Ji Youze heard what he said, he didn't refute, let alone defend. Instead, he casually took out a gold medal that felt like I was here in person.

There are only five gold medals in the world. From the day he entered the palace, he had owned one alone. He has never left it for more than ten years, and he has never shown it to others.

The reason why he took it out today was because he knew that if he insisted on having his own way, no general in Xianyu Pass would let him behave like this.

"You...you actually..."

"There is no need to kneel down. His Majesty knows that you have made great achievements in resisting foreign enemies at Xianyu Pass, and he will definitely not blame you."

Seeing Ji Youze take out the gold medal, Mu Yulin was flustered and angry, and quickly wanted to dismount and kneel down. Ji Youze stopped him, then put away the gold medal and looked at Hertz opposite.

Ji Youze pointed at Mu Yulin and said with a smile, "You can ask him!"

Hertz thought twice and asked loudly, "Can you make the decision?"

He turned his eyes to Ji Youze, cupped his hands and said, "Young Master Eighth, please make it a promise!"

The soldiers of Dahan and Xiling shouted loudly that there was no victory or defeat in this game, but it did not mean that there would be no victory in the next one.

Under the pressure of Ji Youze's gold medal, Mu Yulin gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and nodded vigorously.

Hertz used a double stab, and Ji Youze repeatedly defended and blocked. His defense seemed a bit difficult, but he did not see a defeat.

"Everything depends on the Eighth Young Master!"

"drive!"

The two men on horseback turned their horses' heads and continued fighting.

Ji Youze rode up and said, "Please!"

Do you have the guts to challenge me?"

Hertz's eyes immediately turned to Mu Yulin.

The faces of the soldiers in Xiling were full of joy, and they clapped their hands and shouted "Okay"!

The faces of the soldiers at Xianyu Pass changed drastically, and their hearts were beating wildly!

"No, the Eighth Young Master is going to lose!"

Two people, two figures, and two horses were galloping in the open field. Each figure held a spear in their hands. They both fought. In the first round, there was no winner, and no one could win!

"good!"

Mu Yulin's nod undoubtedly made Hertz's heart flutter.

"General Hertz, how are you?

But he is very passive, and the control is no longer in his hands.

No matter who sees this situation, they will think that Ji Youze will definitely lose.

Someone whispered worriedly, their calves trembling a little.

"what to do?

If the Eighth Young Master loses, do we really want to let Xiling’s army enter the city as the Eighth Young Master said?”

The soldiers were whispering, each holding the weapons in their hands tightly, and their minds were already imagining various scenes of the Xiling Army entering the city.

"This Eighth Young Master is too self-righteous. Does he think that whoever he is can represent all our Korean soldiers?
Chapter completed!