Liu Ziqiu walked very slowly, as if he might fall down with every step he took, but Mengwuza and Jin Bo did not dare to look down upon him in the slightest. After all, they had both seen with their own eyes the majesty of Liu Ziqiu's palm hitting the boulder.
No one spoke or moved in the valley, only the biting cold wind blew by. It was eerily quiet and extremely depressing.
Meng Wu Zha finally couldn't help it and shouted: "Liu Ziqiu, you are here to persuade me to surrender!"
Liu Ziqiu was only a hundred steps away from Mengwu Zha at this time, but he stopped moving forward, nodded from a distance, and said: "That's right! You have no way to go, put down the butcher knife, and turn back to the shore!"
After resting on the top of the mountain for so long, he has actually recovered most of his physical strength, and he can walk and talk without problems. But this physical strength and internal strength are two different things. It takes more than ten days to recover the depleted internal strength. In the first few days, he
Even worse than a weak scholar.
Although Liu Ziqiu is brave, he is not reckless. In this situation where victory is inevitable, he will certainly not risk his life and run in front of Mengwu Zha and Jin Bo.
Meng Wu Zha took the initiative to speak out, but he did not have the idea of capturing the thief and the king. Seeing that Liu Ziqiu was not fooled, Meng Wu Zha knew that there was no chance, so he sighed softly and said: "Where is my son Ke Lie? I want to see him.
he."
"He's dead. He died miserably. You'd better not see him." Although Liu Ziqiu's physical strength was weak, his eyesight was not affected much. He could see clearly that Kled's body had turned into a pile of flesh.
Even the head was broken. Losing a son in middle age is already a great tragedy in life, and it would be too inhumane for Meng Wu Zha to see the tragic situation of his son's death. Although they were hostile to each other, Liu Ziqiu couldn't bear it.
When he heard the bad news of Kled's death in battle, Mongwuza was not very surprised. When he found an ambush in the valley, he had already expected such an outcome.
Meng Wu Zha slowly jumped off the horse, suddenly knelt down on one knee, and said loudly: "Master Liu, I am obsessed with you for a moment, and I am against you. I am willing to surrender, but I only ask you to promise me one thing!"
Liu Ziqiu said calmly: "At this time, you still want to negotiate terms with me? It's too late! You are no longer qualified to negotiate terms with me!"
Mengwuza was stunned, turned around and ordered: "Throw away your weapons, dismount, and surrender!"
There was a clanging sound, and more than 400 people all threw away the scimitars in their hands, and even threw away the bows and arrows hanging on their waists. They all jumped off their horses and knelt on the ground. This time, it was clear that the person kneeling on the ground was Shi Wei.
Among the people, the ones who were still riding on their horses and looking panic-stricken were the Xianbei people.
Liu Ziqiu nodded and said: "A true hero is a man who returns from his lost way. Meng Wu Zha, take your people and step aside. Don't worry, Liu will not embarrass them."
Mengwuza suddenly pulled out a short knife and put it on his neck, smiling sadly: "As a tribal leader, Mengwuza made many parents lose their sons, many wives lost their husbands, and many children lost their fathers. He made such a big mistake.
, what kind of face does Meng Wu Zha have to go back alive to see his own people? I just ask Mr. Liu to promise Meng Wu Zha one thing, and Meng Wu Zha will die without regrets!"
Unknowingly, Mengwu Zha's name for Liu Ziqiu had changed, and he no longer called himself an old man. Now he even regretted it in his intestines.
Liu Ziqiu suddenly became curious and couldn't help but take a few steps forward and asked: "Meng Wu Zha, you are a responsible man, Liu admires you. If you have anything to say, just say it, as long as Liu can do it
Yes, I will never shirk the blame. However, there is something I want to say beforehand. On the battlefield, swords and guns have no eyesight, and life and death are determined by destiny. But the battle is over, and Liu will never make things difficult for you and your tribe again."
After a pause, Liu Ziqiu continued: "Liu has long said that since we all live in the land of the West Sea, we should be as close as one family. Chief Mengwuza, after you take everyone back, you can put Liu's words into perspective."
Tell it to other tribesmen. Liu wants nothing more than to hope that everyone can live a good life with plenty of food and clothing."
Meng Wu Zha was stunned on the spot, speechless for a long time, and in the blink of an eye he burst into tears. He didn't cry when he learned about his son's death just now, but now he actually cried after hearing Liu Ziqiu's little words.
Liu Ziqiu was surprised. He took a few steps forward and persuaded: "Chief Mengwuza, the matter is over. Let everyone get up. Didn't you just say you have any other requests? Come on, it's not early.
It’s getting dark.”
"Mengwuzha actually didn't have any request. He just wanted to ask Mr. Liu to let my tribe members go back to the tribe. I didn't expect that Master Liu would have already decided to let us go without Mengwuza opening his mouth. I, I am really a villain.
!" Mengwuza wiped his tears, stood up from the ground, turned around, and said to the tribesmen who were still kneeling on the ground, "You all listen, from today on, Master Liu is the leader of our Shiwei tribe.
Leader, no one is allowed to disrespect him!"
Although Shiwei has a small population, it is extremely brave and good at fighting. In the past, whenever Murong Fuyun went to war, the first thing he thought of was to let the people of Shiwei take the lead. Now, if Meng Wuza says a word, all the people of Shiwei will fall to Liu Ziqiu.
, Jin Bo's face turned green, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Meng Wu Zha sternly say: "If anyone dares to be disrespectful to Mr. Liu, I, Meng Wu Zha, will not spare him even if I'm a ghost!"
The last sentence was spoken in Shiwei, and Liu Ziqiu couldn't understand it. Suddenly, he saw Mengwuza kneeling down again. This time, Mengwuza was facing the clansmen, with his back to Liu Ziqiu. Although Liu Ziqiu couldn't see Mengwuza
He looked at his face, but felt that his kneeling posture was a bit strange. He was suddenly startled and shouted: "No!"
But it was already too late. Meng Wu Zha tilted his body and fell slowly. A pool of blood gradually seeped out, staining the white snow on the ground red. Meng Wu Zha's tribesmen all knelt on the ground, crying loudly, shouting at the sky and the earth, talking about Liu Ziqiu
Unintelligible language.
Although Mongwuzha was a bit utilitarian, he was still considered a hero of the previous generation. He actually ended his life in this way, which made Liu Ziqiu sigh. He couldn't help but want to step forward and bow properly, but he heard "Whoosh"
"There was a sound in the air, and a knight standing next to Jin Bo released his right hand holding the bow string and reached for the arrow pot.
Suddenly, there were two more "whoosh" sounds in the air, and Zhang Liang, who was following Liu Ziqiu closely, had already shot two arrows in a row. Zhang Liang shot a volley of arrows, shooting second and arriving first. One arrow hit the opponent's arrow first.
After knocking it away, another arrow hit the knight's throat. The knight just put a hand on the quiver, and before he could take out the arrow, he swayed and fell off his horse.
This string of arrows was so impressive that the remaining Xianbei cavalry no longer dared to act rashly, and some even quietly threw away the scimitars in their hands. These Xianbei cavalry were equally brave, and if it had been in the past, they would have fought to the death.
But Liu Ziqiu's attitude towards the Shiwei people gave them hope.
As long as there is a chance to live, who is willing to die? These people also have wives and children in their families. If they die, the mainstay of the family will fall, and the life of the wives and children will be even more difficult, and they may even become the property of others.
Not necessarily a slave either.
The arrow just now was shot by the knight beside Jin Bo. When he saw Liu Ziqiu moving forward several times and already within the range of the bow and arrow, he wanted someone to shoot him to create chaos and create an opportunity to escape. These Xianbei
Not only was he good at riding, but he was also good at shooting, but he didn't expect that the arrow that was sure to hit him unprepared could be easily deflected, and even Jin Bo couldn't resist.
Liu Ziqiu had already heard Lin Qiaoer say that the man he saw by the bonfire that day was her husband Jin Bo. Now that he had dealt with Mengwu Zha, it was his turn. Liu Ziqiu waved his hand, and Wen Hao, who had been impatient at the entrance of the valley,
As soon as the horses were urged, they came in to fight.
The Xianbei people's skill is mounted archery. Although they are equally fierce when wielding scimitars, Wen Hao and his thousand-man army use horse spears. Horse spears are much longer and heavier than scimitars. In addition,
The impact of the horses was so powerful that the ordinary Xianbei cavalry could not resist it with their scimitars. Several Xianbei cavalrymen who tried to stop them were pierced through their chests in the blink of an eye and skewered on their horses like candied haws.
He resisted, obediently threw away his machete, dismounted and surrendered, kneeling on the ground like the Shiwei man just now. However, the Shiwei man had already been pardoned by Liu Ziqiu, and was silently retreating aside while holding his horse.
Jin Bo saw the opportunity quickly, rolled off his horse, and knelt on the ground like Meng Wuza did just now, saying repeatedly: "Master Liu, don't do anything, don't do anything, Jin is willing to surrender!"
The situation was completely under control, and Liu Ziqiu no longer had to worry about being plotted against. He walked forward with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Then what do you want?"
Jin Bo's request was very simple. He wanted to keep the green hills, and he was not afraid of running out of firewood. As long as he could return safely, he could say anything. But he was much more cunning than Meng Wu Zha. He shook his head and said, "Jin doesn't dare to make any demands. Let Liu
It’s up to the adults to deal with it.”
Liu Ziqiu sneered: "Do you want Liu to let you go back? It's actually very simple, as long as you hand over something to me."
Jin Bo's heart skipped a beat. Liu Ziqiu didn't want his head! The expression on Jin Bo's face changed, and he finally gritted his teeth and asked, "I wonder what Mr. Liu wants?"
Liu Ziqiu smiled and said: "I heard that Mr. Jin has a prescription that can cure Xiaohu's disease. As long as you can get this prescription, Liu will not only let you go, but also give you a big gift!"
By this time, if Jin Bo still didn't know that Lin Qiao'er had revealed all his conspiracy and was tricked by others, then his years of wandering would have been in vain. But now that people are slaves and he is fish, even if he knew it, he would have been
It's too late, the most important thing is to get back alive.
Jin Bo couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Master Liu, think about it, how many eunuchs have been in power since ancient times, and who among them doesn't want to heal the mutilated body? Even with their power and money, they can't get this recipe, Jin
Where did a little scholar come from? Only that silly woman would believe that Mr. Liu should not be as knowledgeable as her."
Liu Ziqiu's face suddenly sank: "In this case, there is nothing Liu can do to help!"