Uda looked desperately at the pursuers slowly approaching in the wind and snow.

The banner of King Zhenbei fluttering in the howling wind, to them, is Yama who threatens their lives.

Tens of thousands of women, children and children gathered together, they had no strength to run anymore.

When all the young men of the Eight Enemies were gathered together, there were only about a thousand warriors left, and including the underage children who could ride a horse and carry a sword, there were only three thousand.

How to fight?

Are the enemy troops really going to be exterminated here today?

"The chiefs, the Meili Jibu and the Chazha Cibu, refused to send troops to assist us." De'an, who braved the wind and snow all night, rushed back. Their last hope, Meili Ji and Chazha, who live near Chita, came back.

The Chazha clan refused to send troops without hesitation. "These white-eyed wolves, the old man has given them so many benefits over the years, but now that we are in trouble, they are unwilling to lend a helping hand."

"It has always been easy to add icing on the cake, but difficult to provide help when the time is right!" Wu Da was not particularly angry. "When the Song Dynasty businessman from the far south said this to me, I could not fully understand the meaning of this sentence.

, now I understand. De'an, you shouldn't have come back, your woman came from the Meili Emergency Department! They are not willing to send reinforcements, but at least they will be willing to protect you!"

"De'an is a member of the enemy's army. He is alive and dead." De'an clenched the knife in his hand.

Uda nodded: "Good brother! In that case, I have one more thing to ask of you. Do you dare to go to Yelumin's place for me?"

"Headman, are you ready to surrender?" De'an asked in shock.

"I still want to show off my anger one last time!" Wu Da said: "Yelümin will accept your surrender, but he will never accept my surrender. So, I want to try harder. You go tell him, according to the Khitan people's

According to the rules, I challenge him. If I win, then he must let us all go. If I lose, then everyone here will surrender to him and swear to the wolf and ancestors to be loyal to him forever.

.If he doesn't agree, then there are still three thousand men here who can hold swords and bows and are willing to spill their blood on this land."

"Yelümin is not a Khitan, how can he agree to fight alone with you, the leader? Now they are sure to win!" De'an shook his head.

"He will agree." Uda took a deep breath: "His surname is Yelu now. He is the Zhenbei King of Daliao. He has many Khitan people under his command, and he is the direct descendant of that witch. If he doesn't

Promise, even the temptress will be scolded. Although the rules are very old, they do exist, and this is our only chance."

"I'll go!" Dean shouted.

Under the banner of King Zhenbei, Yelumin was slowly tearing apart the freshly roasted mutton, dipping it into the leftover ingredients in the brown paper bag, then throwing it into his mouth and chewing it.

Dean knelt in front of him and raised Uda's challenge loudly.

This request made everyone around Yelumin burst into laughter, and some even laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten their backs.

"Wuna barbarian, who has lived in the north for a long time, doesn't know the majesty of the king?" Wanyan Yinshuke said, covering his abdomen and stamping his feet vigorously.

"Your Majesty, the thief can be killed with a bullet, why bother with him?" Murong Chao said: "The last general led his men and captured them all with one charge."

Looking at everyone's expressions, De'an shouted: "Does the King of Zhenbei of Daliao only have this little courage? Don't you dare to accept the challenge?"

Wanyan Yinshu knocked De'an to the ground with one kick and pulled out the knife with a choking sound.

Yelumin waved his hand, stopped Wanyan Yinshuke, and shouted back: "Abohe, come here!"

"Your Majesty!" A Khitan officer trotted up to Yelumin.

"Is there such a rule?" Yelumin asked, "Why have I never heard of it?"

Abhe nodded and said: "Your Majesty, there is one. It's just that few people have mentioned it over the years. Only in distant border areas are these rules still prevalent."

Yelumin understood that the center of gravity of the Liao Kingdom was now concentrated in the Five Capitals, and in these places, which were deeply influenced by Han culture, as a mature political system and a mature army, this kind of individual fighting between commanders

The act of deciding victory or defeat will naturally be regarded as an uncivilized and barbaric act.

Only in the border areas, this ancient tradition continues.

However, this is still a good thing for myself.

Because the people he has to lead next are precisely the barbaric tribes on these borders. If he wants them to be honest, sincere and brave, this is the most direct manifestation.

"If they lose, will they really surrender?"

"Back to your Majesty, the Canglang is the totem of the Enemy Lie tribe. I swear by the reputation of the Canglang and the ancestors. If you don't admit defeat, you will be despised by everyone."

"Those soldiers, will they really charge into battle for me in the future and be loyal?" Yelumin pointed to the enemy knights gathered in the distance.

Abhe hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Your Majesty, usually in such a situation, the winner will kill all the men on the losing side who are taller than the wheel. Only the women and children will be left."

Yelumin was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "They are indeed barbarians, so barbaric!"

After dipping the last bit of mutton in his hand into the leftover ingredients and stuffing it into his mouth, Yelumin wiped his hands and said to De'an: "Go back and tell Uda that I agreed."

Dean was overjoyed, got up and ran away.

"Your Majesty, you can't kill a chicken with a bull's-eye, why not let the last general fight on your behalf!" Murong took a step forward and said loudly.

"I am the one who swore an oath to him, and you, will he admit it?" Yelumin smiled and said: "And this kid Wu Da still has some real abilities. You may not be able to beat him. If you lose accidentally,

Where can you get these people I want from you?"

Murong Chong laughed and retreated.

"It's been a long time since I've stretched my muscles." Yelumin said with a smile: "I just want to use this Wudati to refresh myself, otherwise Zheng Yong will look good on me when I go back."

The matter between Yelumin and Zheng Tong is indeed a bit unbelievable in the eyes of the generals. Zheng Yong is really trying every means to assassinate Yelumin, but as long as he fails, he will do his best to complete the task assigned to him by Yelumin.

This relationship is completely incomprehensible to Murong Chong, Wanyan Yinshuke and others.

However, this move did win Yelumin the admiration of countless people in the army.

Abohe was ordered to complete the oath with the other party.

The person who came out on the other side was De'an.

Three animals were sacrificed to heaven, and an oath was written in blood. The ceremony was very solemn.

Uda has a death mentality and wants to fight for the last chance for the tribe's survival.

On the other side, no one thought Yelumin would lose.

Before Yelumin came, Wanyan Bage was recognized as the best warrior in Daliao and had never lost.

Until Yelumin appeared.

Yelumin pressed his own palm print on the oath written in blood on the sheepskin, and naturally there was Uda's palm print on it.

After the oath was completed, Yelumin got on his horse and came out with his gun in hand.

"Your Majesty!" Mu Rongchong handed a loaded divine arm crossbow to Yelumin.

This time the Liao Kingdom broke through Tokyo and captured the entire Song Dynasty craftsman camp and returned to Zhongjing. Naturally, the divine arm bow that could not be made before could be made. However, the steel smelting technology that was previously limited was now easily solved.

It's just that it hasn't been mass-produced yet. But it's only a matter of time.

"No, why do you need this to deal with such a brat?" Yelumin waved his hand.

On the opposite side, Uda put the unsheathed sword on his belt, held the bow in one hand and held the quiver in the other, and rode out.

The eyes of tens of thousands of people on both sides were focused on the empty wilderness between the two armies.

There was silence.

It seemed that even the horses knew that this one-on-one duel between the coaches of the two sides would determine the lives of tens of thousands of people, and they actually kept their mouths tightly shut.

Only the wind carried snowflakes flying in the air.

Yelumin drew his gun and accelerated, his scarlet cloak fluttering straight up. The wind came from the opposite direction, which made him narrow his eyes.

He knew Uda's little thoughts very well, but he didn't bother to compete with the other party for this little bit of time.

In the face of absolute strength, any skills are pale and powerless.

One hundred and fifty steps, Uda drew his arrow, drew his bow, and stringed it. The bow was like a full moon, with a buzzing sound, the arrow came out of the string, and flew towards Yelumin who was rushing towards him like lightning.

Normally, Uda can at best beat Yang with a hundred steps, but today, he had the advantage of having a tailwind, and the two sides were on horseback and were approaching each other quickly.

The arrow was fired from a distance of one hundred and fifty steps, but the opponent was just within his killing range.

With his on-the-spot calculations and acumen alone, Uda is worthy of being a battle-hardened and experienced warrior.

The arrows were like lightning, and the spears were like swimming dragons. Yelumin didn't slow down at all. With a flick of his wrist, the flat spear raised its head like a poisonous snake, flicked upwards, and with a "ding" sound, the arrows that were coming towards him were knocked away.

Without a trace.

The spear sank, still stabbing flatly, and the distance between the two people was less than ten steps.

The spear shot and fell, but in the blink of an eye.

Yelumin refused to exert any more strength or waste any more time.

When the spear fell, it happened to meet Uda who was rushing towards him.

As soon as Uda drew out his sword, the spear broke through the wind and came flying, like a big red flower in full bloom.

With a loud shout, he raised the knife upwards, trying to raise the spear, and then cut it along the barrel of the gun, preferably to cut Yelumin's fingers clean.

As soon as the knife and gun touched, the extremely heavy pressure immediately made Uda feel his arms. He managed to lift the gun for a few feet but could no longer lift it. In shock, Uda fell backwards, and in a split second, he unexpectedly

He used an iron bridge move on the saddle, and his entire back was almost pressed against the horse's back.

The blade of the spear passed by his face with the cold wind, and the back of the knife was almost pressed against his face. Uda managed to avoid the shot, but he broke out in cold sweat.

The two sides passed each other.
To be continued...