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Chapter 927: Blood oath, one word is final

Liu Mingzhi hesitated for a while, then let go of the Queen's wrist, and sat cross-legged in front of the chessboard again.

"Now that the clouds and mist have been cleared and the sun shines through, what's the point of continuing to struggle?"

Hu Yanjunyao looked at Liu Mingzhi's meaningful gaze, looked back at her second brother Hu Yanyu's uneasy but encouraging eyes, and breathed out softly.

"Senior brother, Yunyao doesn't want to lose badly!"

"Okay, I'll stay with you for my brother's sake!"

Liu Mingzhi picked up a chess piece and dropped it towards the position he had already thought of without hesitation.

The two senior brothers once again started playing back and forth against each other.

"Junior brother, in the 26th year of Xuande's reign, the grasslands were still dominated by the Western Turks.

The Du Lu tribe and the Shi Bi tribe were lured southward to invade Yingzhou and Jeju.

The Longwu Guard and the Tiger and Leopard Guard lost more than 24,000 people, and more than 8,000 people were killed directly in the battle. Over 40,000 people were killed and injured in two steps, and more than 19,000 people were killed in the direct battle!

In the twenty-seventh year of Xuande's reign, he went as an envoy to the Kingdom of Jin for his brother.

Civil strife broke out in Jin Dynasty. In order to save you, Brother Huyan led his soldiers and horses all the way across the border and rushed to the territory of Jin Dynasty.

The troops of the two countries, Jin and Turkmenistan, lost nearly 100,000 people in this battle.

Ruian twenty-eight years.

The Western Turks went south to invade the border, and then the countries in the Western Regions came east to knock off the pass and loot.

It has caused my great dragon to bury the bones of 50,000 men in the frontier.

In the first year of Rui'an, Wei brother took charge of northern Xinjiang to stabilize the situation. Then around the second year of Rui'an, he led an army of 400,000 to conquer the Western Regions.

It was not until the end of the fourth year of Ruian that I returned to the imperial court, and my eldest son, eighty thousand sons, was buried in a foreign land.

In Ruian's fifth year, junior brother returned to the grassland, and the situation in the three kingdoms of Dalong, Turk, and Jin gradually became tense.

Then Wu Guogong went out with Wan Bu Kele Coffin to recover Heshuo and the lost land in Hetao. The war with the Western Turks lasted more than a year, and it took almost two years to recover the lost land of our Han family.

In the sixth year of Ruian, the Three Kingdoms War began in the seventh year of Ruian.

One hundred and eighty thousand dragons buried their bones in a foreign country.

The two countries suffered heavy casualties, only a few more.

In the first year of Taihe, Dalong's Northern Expedition led to another national war among the Three Kingdoms.

The three countries combined lost at least 300,000 troops.

The second year of Taihe, the first year of Yongping, the second year, and the third year.

Dalong made three expeditions to the north, and the two countries of Jin and Tu went south to invade the border twice.

In the past ten years, there have been wars between the three kingdoms every year. Even though the powerful Dalong had the support of the wealth brought back from the Western countries, its national power gradually declined.

Not to mention that your two countries, Kim and Turkmenistan, started fighting one after another just after things improved.

At that time, my brother first served as the Minister of Household Affairs, and later as the Governor of the two prefectures in Northern Xinjiang, and then as the king of the twenty-seven prefectures in Northern Xinjiang.

Ten years, ten years of fighting.

Let me give you a rough estimate.

The number of casualties among the Three Kingdoms was nearly 1.1 million.

Junior brother, it’s 1.1 million!

Listen to your kind words of advice from my brother.

Let the world rest!

If we continue to fight, the world will be ruined!

After many national wars, your Turks now have less than 300,000 strong warriors gathered from all the tribes of all sizes.

Now my brother commands more than 800,000 troops, nearly a million people.

What's the difference if you keep fighting?

Say something that junior brother doesn't like to hear.

Brother Wei is thirty-five years old this year, even if he can only live to be sixty years old.

I can beat you for at least twenty years.

I can beat you for at least twenty years, how long can you hold on?"

There was a soft sound, and a chess piece was gently clicked on the chessboard by Hu Yanjunyao.

Looking at Heizi who came to life in an instant, Huyan Yunyao breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Liu Mingzhi with almond-shaped eyes and smiled lightly. He was more delicate than a flower.

"Brother, although you won, you lost!"

Liu Mingzhi's expression froze, and he looked at the intricate chess pieces on the chessboard. The chess pieces twisted between his fingertips quietly rolled down on the chessboard.

After staring at the chess pieces on the chessboard in silence for a long time, Liu Mingzhi sighed heavily.

"What a move to put him to death and live again! My brother is defeated!"

Huyan Yunyao picked up Liu Mingzhi's fallen chess piece, held it in her hand and looked at it carefully.

"So, if Yunyao fights to the death, senior brother may not be sure of victory."

"Junior Brother, what can you do if you master the Dragon Gate Formation? Before there were artillery, the Dragon Gate Formation might be able to bring Junior Brother back to life and turn defeat into victory.

But this is not ten years ago.

Don’t you think it’s too late for you to use the Dragon Gate Formation from more than ten years ago to deal with today’s senior brothers?

What's more, the elite infantry required by the Longmen Formation cannot be organized by your Turks in the current situation.

Even if they can be organized, so what? There are no artillery in the formation to contain the dragon's artillery fire, so the Longmen Formation is a living target under the bombardment of artillery fire.

And you Turks simply cannot bring out artillery to compete with your brother.

You would rather have your entire army wiped out than to break off two of your brother's teeth.

Even though you lose, you win. Even though you win, you also lose as a brother.

For you and me, is this kind of success or failure really what we want to see?

Are you really willing to trade the lives of nearly 300,000 people for a victory that is not worthy of the name?"

"Is it possible that Yunyao bows her head and becomes a minister, and is willing to live a humble life as a subjugated king?"

The queen, who was kneeling next to Liu Mingzhi, was breathing heavily suddenly. She frowned slightly and looked at Hu Yanjunyao, who was staring closely at Young Master Liu.

The meaning contained in the bright eyes is obvious.

Little goblin, who are you touching?

Liu Mingzhi felt that the queen's breathing was a little disordered, so he quickly raised his hand and patted the back of the queen's hand, concentrating his inner strength to send a message to the queen.

"The child's words are neither light nor serious. Don't give her general knowledge. Calm down your anger. Calm down your anger.

I have a lot of people, so I won’t offend you by getting angry with her, I won’t offend you!

Be good, calm down, calm down!"

The Queen pinched the back of Young Master Liu's hand with a resentful expression, and looked to the east above the withered yellow grassland with a low expression.

That is your home.

But when the country is destroyed, the family is also gone.

Although the little goblin's words were a bit unpleasant, they were the most realistic portrayal of himself at the moment.

Are you really willing to live an ignoble existence as a subjugated king?

However, isn't it that I have been working hard to plan the world for so many years just to fulfill my father's last wish?

Isn't it just to avenge the old grudge of when he first came to the throne and went to pay tribute to Dalong, but was severely humiliated by Li Zheng?

Nowadays, the world is at your fingertips.

But why don’t I feel happy at all?

With no time to take into account the Queen's suddenly complicated and unbearable mood, Liu Mingzhi was silent for a while and looked at Hu Yanjunyao calmly.

"Junior brother, let's do this. In three days, we will have a battle formation showdown using military formations to represent the status of the soldiers.

If you lose, just surrender obediently and join the rule of Dalong.

If Brother Wei is defeated, Brother Wei promises you that during Brother Wei’s lifetime, he will not enter the Turkic territory.

how?

If junior brother is unwilling to accept it!"

Liu Mingzhi stood up gently, and his calm eyes gradually became sharper and looked down, lingering on the Queen, Hu Yanjunyao, and Hu Yanyu one after another.

"If junior brother is unwilling to accept it.

As a brother, I can only command a million-strong army to charge directly into the battle, with the horse riding on the battalion.

He unified the world by staining his swords with blood and laying down millions of corpses.

No matter what, this time the army marched north.

Even if Liu Mingzhi witnessed the rivers of blood flowing on the grassland with his own eyes, he would still put all the hard work that his father, emperor brother, Cheng Zong, and four generations of brothers had poured into them into a single battle!

The infamy of regicide and usurping the throne will never be washed away for my whole life, and I don't mind being infamous as a butcher."

Huyan Yunyao looked at Liu Mingzhi's calm but resolute eyes and swallowed her saliva involuntarily.

She understood that her senior brother had already made up his mind to unify the world.

Standing up slowly, Huyan Yunyao looked at Liu Mingzhi quietly: "Okay...Okay! Junyao agreed!"

"A gentleman..."

"I also want to participate in this military battle to decide who belongs to the world!"

Liu Mingzhi frowned, kept winking at the Queen, and hurriedly sent a message to the Queen.

"To put it mildly, what kind of trouble are you getting into!"

The Queen also stood up directly and sighed with a lonely look.

"You're heartless, you don't have to whisper to Wanyan.

Wanyan also wants to be like the little goblin, even if she fails completely, she must be convinced of her defeat.

My self-esteem tells me that I don’t want to get a world that shouldn’t belong to me in this way.

I have to give a final explanation and result to the soldiers who died fighting for the country."

Liu Mingzhi looked at the Queen with complicated eyes for a while, nodded helplessly, and slowly stretched out his right hand.

"A gentleman's word!"

The two women reached out and put their palms on the back of Liu Mingzhi's hand.

"It's hard to chase the horse!"

"Senior brother, Yunyao wants to raise the stakes, otherwise I will not agree to this matter!"

"What a bet!"

"If Junyao wins, not only will you not be allowed to enter the Turkic territory for the rest of your life, but I will also ask you to marry me!"

"If Junyao is defeated, I will lead all my subordinates under the rule of Dalong, and I will marry you as my concubine!"

"Okay! It's a deal, if you lose, you will marry me as my brother...Ah! Ah? Ah?

I failed. I ordered Pianjia not to enter the Turkic territory for the rest of my life, and then I wanted to marry you. My brother failed... Marry? Marry? Hiss!"

Liu Mingzhi was still stunned that something was wrong, but Huyan Yunyao pulled out the dagger from her waist and cut the back of Liu Mingzhi's hand with a swipe directly at her tender palm.

Huyan Yunyao's palms, covered with red blood, suddenly grabbed Liu Mingzhi's wound.

"I swear by the blood oath, it's a promise!"

"Fuck! Is there any difference whether I win or lose, young master?"


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