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Chapter 25 Winning Streak

Since it can be seen that the other party doesn’t know the fifth type, why don’t you mention the sixth type?

If you use it directly as the next question, won’t Dou Wen win?

It really makes me angry!

But I was prepared to lose, but you mentioned uncommon words, so I could only...

Played in person!

"Seventeenth Prince, I also have a rare vocabulary. Since you are so knowledgeable, can you tell me how to read it?"

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"Get a pen and paper!"

Everyone watched Emperor Liang make a big stroke of his pen.

It’s really just a wave.

There is a solitary "|" written vertically on the paper.

Is this a word?

Everyone was confused when they saw this.

"Is your Majesty just kidding me?"

Xiao Zhiwen had an expression on his face that said, "Are you kidding me?"

"I was discussing erudition with all the great scholars, and Your Majesty casually drew a vertical line and pointed out that a deer is a horse. Is it correct to say that it is a Chinese character?"

"Miao Yan!"

Before Zhu Youde could refute, the white-haired scholar just stood up in joy.

"Seventeenth Prince, you lose! This character is pronounced vertically, and it also means vertically!"

Xiao Zhiwen heard this.

His face suddenly became extremely bright, his lips trembled, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Seventeenth Prince, it seems that you are not good at reading this book! Everyone in the world says that I am stupid. Even I know something, and it is only one stroke in total, but you don't know it?"

"Your Majesty, your Majesty is knowledgeable!"

"I lost this literary fight!"

Xiao Zhiwen's face turned red and he could only bow his head and admit defeat.

But Zhu Youde was not willing to let it go easily.

"As you said before, winning or losing is not important, what is important is the exchange between the two countries!

"So, I will reluctantly do it and be your teacher again. There is another way to pronounce this word, Gon!"

"Get the hell out of here!"

The seventeenth prince was speechless and did not dare to raise his head.

The people in Daliang who were watching all around were excited and applauded.

"Your Majesty is wise and mighty!"

"Your Majesty is right, get out!"

"Get out now!"

"You can't read such a simple word, but you still have the nerve to argue with me, Daliang, so go home and drink milk!"

All the ministers were also surprised.

But no one cares about the useless and uncommon words.

Maybe the little emperor read it once by chance and remembered it, and it happened to be used today.

The Beiyan delegation all looked embarrassed.

Finally, it was Ma Yong, the general guard of the Beiyan mission who was sitting next to Xiao Zhiwen, who stood up.

"Your Highness, the important thing is the competition."

"If you lose the battle, you will lose. The four countries will eventually be on the battlefield and see the real results with real swords and guns.

"Your Majesty said before going on the mission that although Dayan cannot ride southward, we must let the people of Liang see the bravery of Dayan, so that the people of Liang can continue to fear me, Dayan, like a tiger!"

Xiao Zhiwen held his breath.

But you can only quickly adjust your mood.

"Your Majesty Nanliang, the fighting is over, can we start the martial arts competition?"

Zhu Youde nodded.

Su Hong walked to the center of the field again.

"According to the old system of the two countries, there will be three competitions. One day in the ring, two days with bow and horse, and three days of fighting to the death in the forest!"

"Wang Banban, enter!"

When Wang Zhonghou stepped onto the stage, the whole audience was in an uproar!

"Is there no one in Nanliang? A eunuch was asked to come forward!

"Even if we, Daliang, will lose, why is this foolish king so stupid that he sends a eunuch to fight? Is he afraid that the loss will look too good?"

"This foolish king is hopeless!"

Let the people curse in all kinds of ways.

All the civil and military officials in Daliang looked at their noses and minds, just like old monks sitting still without saying a word.

I don’t know if I can beat Beiyan.

But according to what I heard about what happened on the night of the assassination, this old eunuch really knows martial arts!

"Your Majesty Nanliang, you don't even have a general anymore? I'm afraid that as soon as I come to power, I'll crush this old eunuch to death!"

Ma Yong is wanton and arrogant.

The Beiyan delegation burst into laughter.

Wang Zhonghou picked up the big knife and struck it hard on the ground.

"That horse-faced man, come up quickly! Today the Zajia wants you to experience the Zajia's sword skills!"

Upon hearing this, General Ma Yong of Beiyan jumped onto the ring with his sword in hand.

Later.

The two fought together.

At first, the two of them tested each other, going back and forth, and everyone thought Beiyan was giving way to Daliang.

But gradually, the eyes of the people of Daliang and those foreigners who had previously scolded the foolish emperor began to widen!

Damn it!

This old eunuch is so fierce!

I saw the old eunuch on the field, slashing at General Beiyan with his swords at various tricky angles.

And just now General Beiyan was extremely arrogant.

At this moment, there is no way to fight back!

"Little Beiyan, fight back!"

"The Zajia have just stretched their muscles and bones, now you have no strength?"

"Why don't the Zajia let you have a good meal and fight again?"

As soon as he encountered martial arts, Zhu Youde found that Wang Banban seemed to be a different person. Instead of being cautious as usual, he was particularly arrogant and needed a beating!

Ma Yong cried bitterly in his heart!

Where did this freak come from?

With the innate power of God to reward you with food, wouldn't it be delicious if you went to the battlefield and made you a lord?

If you become a eunuch, you must be mentally ill!

"I will admit defeat!"

Knowing that he couldn't defeat him, there was no need to persist, so Ma Yong surrendered directly.

"Nothing more than that!"

Wang Zhonghou put away his sword and returned to His Majesty the Emperor, calm and composed.

All the civil and military officials looked at him strangely.

This old eunuch is so cruel!

The second bow and horse game.

To be honest, Zhu Youde really had no hope.

Su Hong is solely responsible for the selection of candidates for the competition.

It is an ironclad fact that the people of Yan are good at riding and shooting. This is an ironclad fact recognized by the whole world. This is also the reason why the Northern Yan cavalry is capable of leading the troops and is feared by all the three countries.

What's more, Beiyan sent Beiyan's number one archer this time.

Daliang Xiangtou wins?

But the final result is...

reward!

Zhu Youde looked at the young general kneeling in front of him, his eyes filled with admiration.

Although he didn’t win, Daliang didn’t lose either!

Unexpectedly, the unknown young general Su Hong found from nowhere would actually have a tie with Beiyan's top archer!

The two men shot at each other on horseback, with ten consecutive arrows hitting each other. The arrows collided, and no arrow fell to the wind!

I, Daliang, have talents!

"The last general is Qi Diao, thank you for your kindness!"

"Who do you serve?"

"Your Majesty, the last general is General Ge from Salon City. General Su once saw my kindness..."

Asked in detail.

Only then did Zhu Youde find out that it was Su Hong's father, the border general Su Pojun, who had recommended this person to come to the competition.

Daliang's side is filled with joy.

Naturally, the envoys from Beiyan were on the opposite side. They all looked like dead horses.

Before leaving, Emperor Yan earnestly asked that this mission must show the majesty of Yan and make Liang people frightened.

But now...his face is gone!

"We can only watch the third death fight in the forest, we can't not win every game!"

"Your Highness, please rest assured. In order to achieve a complete victory, I will explore Qixia Mountain, the venue for the deadly fight, and also specially set up a trap. The third game will be absolutely foolproof!"

Xiao Zhiwen smiled bitterly.

Previously, they used the power of victory in nine cities to achieve total victory, but now they are plotting just to win a small victory.

What an irony!

The common people followed the emperor to Qixia Mountain in the northern suburbs.

"The third game is a fight to the death in the forest. The winner will be determined by the number of people from both sides walking out of the forest at sunset!"

Su Hong was just announcing the rules.

The common people felt as if there was a strong smell of blood rushing towards their faces.

This was something that was not available in Nine Cities before.

And looking at the red eyes of the Beiyan people who will become benevolent if they don't succeed, it seems that no matter who wins today, Qixia Mountain will be stained with blood!

Each side sent a team of thirty people and disappeared into the dense mountain forest.

Everyone silently wished them a safe descent from the mountain.

At this moment.

A young eunuch came from a distance and beat his horse like crazy.


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