The first-level competition is hosted by Dayan, and the rules of the competition are also determined by the Yan State. Of course, other countries can make requests before, but the requirements of the Uighurs, Quanrong and other countries are extremely simple: it doesn’t matter how you fight, as long as it is fair.
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The fighting rules set by the Yan State are very fair: no opponents will be drawn regardless of the number of games, and there will be no promotion, let alone a semi-finals and finals. All warriors will enter the iron cage, and the one who survives until the end is the winner!
The person who made this rule is Jingtai.
However, the rules about 'surrender' in the ring are a bit weird. At the beginning of the war, you can only fight to the death and no surrender is allowed. Surrender is only allowed when there are three teams left. But at that time, whoever wants to abandon their swords and admit defeat must have the other two warriors.
Only when everyone agrees can we leave the iron cage...
Mr. Hu's mind was spinning quickly and he quickly realized what he was doing. He explained to his subordinates in a low voice and with a smile: "Among the three barbarian kingdoms, there is a group of big swallows who want to get rid of them quickly. That's why they made such a rule. It should be the dogs."
Come on, Rong, when the competition starts later, Yan will probably use all his strength to kill the Quan Rong warriors first."
The emotions of the Yan people watching the match were high. Everyone knew that the upcoming match, whether it was 'intense', 'exciting' or 'chaotic', was far beyond their initial imagination. It was about the national body, and this added fuel to the fire.
'With the rules, how could this battle end peacefully?
The eunuch read the rules loudly, and with a wave of Jingtai's hand, the cannon horn shook the corners of Jingcheng. Ten strong men turned the winch, and with a harsh sound, the iron cage door opened... Mr. Hu, the envoy of Nanli, hesitated slightly, and according to
'Procedure', one's own talents should go on stage first and present their unique skills in front of the whole city's Yan people, but now there is no high platform to stand on, so why not get into a cage to perform? There is really no dignity at all.
Unexpectedly, the eunuch's selection number sounded, and instead of calling the Nanli knights, he invited the Dayan warriors to enter the iron cage. Luo Guan made a gesture and led the masters behind him to salute Jingtai from a distance, and then led his men to walk in.
The cage occupies a corner in the east. Then the eunuchs sing one by one, and the Uighurs, Quanrong, and Tubo enter in turn, each occupying a corner.
Mr. Hu and the adjutant next to him looked at each other, and the adjutant whispered: "It depends on the situation, we will close the door and start fighting soon, and we are not going to let us perform our skills." After saying that, he added with a sneer: "Jingtai is stingy, such a thing
He did it, thinking that by leaving us aside and ignoring us, he would be humiliating us, but he didn't know that the real person making fun of us was himself."
Mr. Hu smiled and nodded. At this time, the eunuch who announced the number turned to the Nanli team, smiled and sang: "Invite the heroes of Nanli to enter the ring, and the five-nation competition can begin!"
The adjutant let out a low cry, and Mr. Hu frowned. He thought for a moment that he had heard it wrong. It was not until the eunuch of the Yan Kingdom sang again that he woke up with a start. Not only everyone in Nanli was surprised, but even those who had entered the cage
Chen Hui, Axia and a group of Uighur warriors also frowned.
Mr. Hu argued to Jingtai from a distance: "On the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, in front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty and envoys from various countries, His Majesty said with great eloquence that Nanli did not need to gamble on this game, and the Uighurs, Quanrong and Tubo had no objections.
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He also had to rely on the loud-voiced subordinate behind him to pass the message on his behalf. After finishing the first half of the sentence, he paused for a moment and was about to continue speaking. Jingtai laughed loudly and waved his hand to interrupt: "Master Hu, think about it carefully. What I said to you in the palace that day
It’s: Nanli has not sent any warriors, so there is no need to place bets. If there is a mistake, I will serve you tea and apologize... I only said that you do not need to put in bets. When did I promise that you will not have to fight this fight?”
Just these ten extraordinary men from Nanli could never come out alive after entering the iron cage. When Mr. Hu returned to Phoenix City, how could Fenglong spare him? He immediately waved his sleeves and protested: "Your Majesty himself also
Said, the people sent by Nanli are not warriors..."
Jingtai shook his head and said with a smile: "If you are not a warrior, at least you are a living person. Why can't you enter the ring? Besides, I have taken good care of you. Mr. Hu must know how to be content and grateful."
Lord Hu angrily rebuked: "Hu's old eyesight is so dim that he can't see where your majesty has taken care of him, so how can he be grateful! If I want me to be content, that's unless Hu can't tell the difference between coldness and contentment!" Zuo Cheng was really upset.
Exports are no longer polite.
The words were sharp and harsh, and immediately attracted scoldings from countless Yan people. Mr. Hu turned pale and did not even look at the countless Yan people around him. He only fixed his gaze firmly on Jingtai, who was above him.
Jingtai was not angry, waved his hand to suppress the noise of his subjects, and continued to laugh: "Nan Li didn't have to bet a penny to get into this huge bet of ten thousand gold, a kingdom, and a prince. If you lose, you don't need anything."
Take it out, and if you win, you will get a big fortune. What is this if not taking care of you? You take good care of it. In other countries, not even my great Yan, no one has such preferential treatment."
"Also...I have always wanted to ask you Nanli. If you don't dare to go to the competition, why did you Nanli send an envoy here? Hu Chengxiao, your eyes are dazzled, but you are not blind yet! Look carefully, Uighur,
Tubo, Quanrong, which country didn't send heroic warriors to compete for the first rank? The same credentials, the same words, why did you, Nanli, send some weirdos? I know you have something to say, you can catch it
There are quite a lot of idle people in Nanli who have worked hard on the words on the credential... But why don't you take a closer look at the credential? Even if you are a 'wonderful scholar', you will still have to enter the competition!"
The certificate of credence for holding the competition did say that he wanted to enter the competition, but according to the Nali court's prior imagination, the ones they sent were not samurai. The other party had to be polite and would not let strange warriors go on stage to fight with warriors from other countries.
It doesn't matter if you take a step back and just go on stage casually. Our people are not samurai. There is no shame in surrendering on stage. If the opponent pursues you, they will only get a dirty reputation of being defeated. No one will take the initiative to seek this reputation...
But the rules of 'surrender' in the iron cage are clear, and only when the warriors of the Three Kingdoms are left, there will be no talk of surrender.
Now, Prime Minister Zuo finally realized that half of the reason why Jingtai set this rule was to kill all the samurai who had an old feud with Quanrong as Mr. Hu had expected before; and the other half of the reason was simply for the sake of ten Nanli.
Strange people.
Nanli Qishi is not much stronger than ordinary people, and there is no way to survive trapped in an iron cage.
Jingtai never thought about letting ten Nanli Qishi go back alive...
It's not that you can't cheat on state affairs. Nanli sends some strange and capable people to compete, which is cheating, but there must be a defensible reason. Jingtai has already stood up for the truth. No matter who is sent, he must join the challenge.
Yes, if Mr. Hu continues to protest, he will be taken down and imprisoned on the spot. It is not impossible for the other party to do it.
Mr. Hu gritted his teeth for a moment, then turned to look at the general of the imperial army who was escorting a group of troops from Nanli to Yan. The latter understood what he meant. After smiling calmly, he said to his subordinates: "I will fight for Nanli and go to the challenge."
Yipin, which other brother..."
Before he finished speaking, Jingtai on the tower pointed angrily and said something. After a moment, the guard angrily said: "The people who went to the competition have already been registered in the register, and they were replaced on the spot. I really think that this competition belongs to your family."
Can the vegetable garden still allow you to pick and choose?! If you want to replace people easily, kill those ten strange people, and I will allow you to replace them with ten more people!"
The last road is also blocked by Jingtai.
Now that the matter has come to a certain death, Nan Liqishi really has nothing to care about. Ayiguo was the first to turn his face: "Just hit him, don't worry about being a bastard!" He took up Nan Rong with his left hand and held up Nan Rong with his right hand.
Pulling Song Yang up, she had to step into the iron cage. Xiaonan had to pull her. She originally wanted to grab the hands of Shi Xiaoxiao or Xiao Qi, but those two people were a little far away from her... Song Yang refused.
Hei Kouyao frowned and asked him, "You don't look like a brother who is afraid of death!"
Song Yang shook his head and signaled her to be calm and looked up at Jingtai: "How can I enter the ring and fight without a weapon?"
Jingtai stretched out his hand and pointed at the stick in the blind man's hand: "Isn't his stick a weapon?"
All the Yan people laughed together with their emperor, but the blind man himself was at a loss. When the dwarf explained the matter clearly to him, the blind man became furious. He was already on the verge of death and had to be ridiculed again. Who could bear it?
With a loud click of his arm, he angrily broke his blind stick and shouted in a sharp voice: "Bring me a knife, your Guigu Immortal wants to use a steel knife!"
The dwarf was also uncharacteristic. Instead of opposing the blind man, he echoed: "Bring me the sword, Master Huo will ask for the sword and show your respect!"
Mr. Hu was a little too cautious before. He guessed that Jingtai might cause trouble. In order not to give the other party an excuse, he avoided everything he could before traveling. The accompanying guards Nali and the guards were not equipped with weapons and could not help their companions.
Hand over the weapon.
The heroes of Nanli decided to enter the ring, and Jingtai had already fulfilled his wish. It would be too stingy not to allow them to hold swords. He immediately smiled and passed the order, ordering the soldiers in the city to send weapons to the knights. The blind man, the old man, including the two fools
Everyone including Xiao Qi, regardless of whether they knew martial arts or not, chose a weapon. Among them, the second fool was the most honest. He chose a big shield and whispered to Xiao Qi: "Don't worry, I will protect you."
Only Song Yang did not choose a weapon. He pointed to the dragon bird on the small platform and asked Jingtai: "Is it okay to choose this sword?"
Jingtai frowned at first, but then laughed again: "That's the prize for fifth place, and you can only be fifth. After all, this knife is really yours, anyway, if you can hold it, you can
Take it and touch it before you die, it’s not in vain.”
Without the help of others, Song Yang flew onto the small stage and took the dragon bird into his hand. At that moment, Song Yang seemed to hear a crisp cry from somewhere!
The sword left by Imperial Physician You finally returned to his hand. Although Song Yang had been prepared for it, the excitement in his heart surged. When he saw it not long ago, the blood all over his body boiled. Now he held it in his hand.
His hair, skin, and blood were about to explode. He wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. The strong emotions that he could neither suppress nor wanted to suppress made him tremble involuntarily.
Jingtai and countless Yan people still said that the knife was too heavy. Song Yang was trembling because he couldn't hold it. The laughter rang out again, and a moment later, Song Yang suddenly shouted loudly. The trembling figure before was now as stable as a rock.
, hold the sword in one hand and raise it to the sky... raise the sword, shine the sword.