The West Hun Tribe's King of the Virtuous Western Hun Tribe was probably just probing to see if there was a change in Qi Yuan's commander-in-chief, or if there was a problem. He did not expect to hit the mark by a fluke. Of course, he could not rule out the possibility of a spy, but this possibility was relatively small. After all, everything was fine before and there was no trouble. Furthermore, since Jin Qinwang dared to bring Jin Qinwang along, he must have understood the situation here and cleaned up everything that needed to be cleaned up.
It was hard to say how many people Jin Qinwang had planted here, but it was definitely not a small number. Previously, he did not give him any information, but Jin Qinwang was able to understand the situation here clearly. He even asked him to inform him of the Xiongnu's military strength and arrange tactics. If he did not have any manpower, would he be able to do this?
After arriving, he was afraid that the defenses would be even tighter. Spies were only a small number of people, so it would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens to enter and leave.
However, the current situation was indeed a little tricky. If he did not respond to this battle, it would definitely affect his own morale. Being afraid before the battle was definitely a taboo; but if he responded, there was no doubt that Fu Yunting would not be able to return.
This was the third time that the Xiongnu had sent people to the front of the battle. If he did not respond, it would also cause chaos on his own side. The West Hun Tribe's King of the Virtuous Western Hun Tribe would definitely take the opportunity to do something. Otherwise, it would be a waste of such a good opportunity.
"Follow me out first." There was no good solution at the moment, so Fu Yunting decided to go to the front to take a look.
"General, how can your body …"
Fu Yunting waved his hand, "I don't have to fight, but I can't not show myself."
It was just that because of his injuries, he could not wear armor. However, Fu Yunting thought about it and already had a way to deal with it. He did not even bother to hide his relatively pale face because this could be an opportunity for him to probe the enemy. Even if he wore a brocade robe, he would look like a noble young master and not an invincible commander-in-chief on the battlefield.
Before the battle, he paused and went to the watchtower. He did not go to the top floor, but to the middle floor. He used the Clairvoyance to take a look. Tsk, there was really a lot of people. The All-Seeing Eye spun in his hand and turned around to descend the watchtower.
Fu Yunting got on the horse nimbly. If his body was fine, there would be no problem. But at this time, it seemed like he was trying to act cool. However, he had no choice. He could not let the soldiers know about his physical condition. So, he was not trying to act cool, but to suffer.
Fu Yunting rode his horse to the front of the formation, and the formation automatically dispersed. He walked to the front and faced the West Hun Tribe's Virtuous King from a distance.
Both sides had more than thirty thousand people on the same field. From afar, they looked densely packed. However, at this moment, it was very quiet. It seemed that only the sound of the wind and the sound of the warhorses could be heard.
"I trust Virtuous Monarch has been well since we last met. I had wanted to meet Virtuous Monarch for a long time, but I couldn't find the opportunity."
The field was too wide. If they wanted to spread their words far enough, they naturally needed someone to shout. Although the two commanders of the two armies shouted across the air, their voices wouldn't be as loud as mosquitoes. In addition, martial artists had sharp ears and eyes. It was enough for them to hear each other. However, on the battlefield, there were some things that needed more people to know.
So, it was necessary to have some loud voices in the army.
"I also have this regret. That's why I specially chose today. However, it seems that General Fu does not intend to accept the challenge?"
The West Hun Tribe's Virtuous King had lived outside for many years. His first stop was Qi Yuan. Moreover, he had lived there for the longest time. If he wanted to understand a country's culture, the language was naturally the first test. This Virtuous King was actually quite talented in this aspect. He could speak authentic Qi Yuan's official language very smoothly. Moreover, there were many people around him who understood Qi Yuan's language.
And this Virtuous King, compared to the other Hun Tribe soldiers, was not as tall and sturdy. Even if he was influenced by the culture of other countries, his words and actions were like those around him, revealing a "scholarly aura". He did not fit in with a group of barbarians. This was also where some people who fought for power with him attacked him.
"It's not that I don't want to fight hard. It's just that unfortunately, my general's health has not been good for the past two days. I'm afraid that I can't let Virtuous King enjoy to your heart's content. I hope that Virtuous King will forgive me." Fu Yunting was very elegant and sincere.
"I see. If I force General Fu to fight, wouldn't I be at a disadvantage? However, in my Hun Tribe, there is no reason to take back a challenge. Hun Tribe men, even if they have to crawl, they must crawl to accept the challenge."
"Judging from Virtuous King's words, you must fight? If that's the case, then so be it. Men, bring me my weapon. " Fu Yunting said calmly. As for what he was thinking in his heart, that was a completely different matter.
"General, you can't, your health …"
Fu Yunting waved his hand. "It's fine. It's just a cold. It's not to the extent that I can't fight. Moreover, this general believes that Virtuous King will not take advantage of me. "He ordered a guard to bring the halberd.
Fu Yunting's expression was indifferent, but in reality, he was extremely uncomfortable. Just by holding the halberd, he was already faintly sweating. However, he could not let others see the slightest bit of strain. He tried his best to be as calm as possible. Right now, his throat hurt the most. Originally, it was best not to speak, but if he raised his voice, it would be burning.
His legs squeezed the horse's belly and he rode towards the middle of the two armies. Right now, he was only gambling. He was gambling on the Virtuous King's demeanor, gambling on the Xiongnu people's integrity. He was gambling that the Virtuous King was still probing. The Xiongnu people were valiant and had their own pride. They would never retreat. Even if they knew that the opponent's condition was not good, they would not easily make a move. Even if they won, it would be an unfair victory.
However, in a battle between two armies, there was a precondition to not taking advantage of the opponent's situation. One could not easily kill the opponent. If the Virtuous King knew that Fu Yunting's current condition was not a match for one of his attacks, it would be strange if the Virtuous King did not take the opportunity to kill Fu Yunting. Killing their general in front of tens of thousands of generals would cause the morale of the army to collapse. Compared to an unprecedented victory, compared to fertile land, abundant food, and countless beautiful women, the Virtuous King's demeanor and integrity could be used to feed grassland wolves.
Fu Yunting rode his horse farther and farther away. The Virtuous King of the West Xiongnu people also rode his horse and slowly came out.
Seeing that the distance between them was getting closer and closer, Fu Yunting's heart trembled. What was going on? Could it be that there was really a spy? Just now, the Virtuous King was not probing, but forcing him to accept the challenge? If that was really the case, then he could only fight to the death. His heart had already made a decision. Fu Yunting raised his hand, shook the reins, and sped up … …
However, at this time, the Virtuous King reined in his horse. "Since General Fu is not feeling well, then why don't we fight another day?"
Fu Yunting also reined in his horse in time. "Wait until this marshal's body is better. Even if the Virtuous King did not invite me, this marshal would still want to exchange pointers with the Virtuous King." Fu Yunting held his weapon and cupped his hands, then pulled the reins and turned around.
However, after he turned around, his expression became a little strange. In the Qiyuan Army's formation, his original position had already been replaced by someone. At first glance, it was a person who did not seem to fit in with the surroundings. However, after a slight feeling, it was as if he had completely merged with the surroundings. The appearance of Jin Qinwang made Fu Yunting a little unrealistic: Did Jin Qinwang specially come to help him out? Well, forget about it.
Li Hongyuan rode his horse over. He was not as slow as Fu Yunting was before. In a very short time, he had already reached Fu Yunting's side. He raised his chin at the Virtuous King. "The strongest in the Xiongnu army?"
That kind of arrogance, Fu Yunting could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth. In any case, he suppressed it in the end. However, he roughly understood what kind of image Jin Qinwang intended to show others. Whether it was the Xiongnu army or the generals on his side who did not know, this kind of appearance was indeed beneficial. This kind of completely "brainless" appearance, many things would not be connected to him. On his side, because there were few people who knew, then even if there were spies, they would not be able to get much valuable information from Hua Sao. This was because this direction was wrong from the beginning.
"Replying to the Wangye, this general does not know." Fu Yunting showed enough respect, but did not have the slightest bit of humility. He did not lack the bearing that a general should have.
"You are not the general of Qi Yuan, how could you not know?" Li Hongyuan was "very dissatisfied" with his attitude.
"Wangye, the Xiongnu army is innumerable. The ones who fought with this general were only a few." Fu Yunting was "not polite" as he pointed out Li Hongyuan's "ignorance".
Li Hongyuan looked at Fu Yunting with a somewhat sinister gaze.
Fu Yunting lowered his eyebrows and restrained his gaze, but his expression was indifferent. It was clear that his respect for him was only because of the other party's identity. It had nothing to do with anything else.
"Since it is like this, you can scram back." Then, he pointed the spear in his hand at the Virtuous King of the West Xiongnu. "If you are the strongest of the Xiongnu, then stay. If you are not, then scram back. Call out the strongest for benwang."
The Virtuous King was not angry. He even smiled warmly. However, in his heart, he was most likely evaluating Li Hongyuan. "I wonder which Wangye of Qi Yuan it is?" In fact, he already had a rough idea. After all, when the Emperor of Qi Yuan celebrated his birthday last year, the Virtuous King also made arrangements for the people he sent to the capital of Qi Yuan. He paid a lot of attention to the good-looking Jin Wangye, who was favored by the Emperor and had a bad temper.
"Don't talk nonsense. This is a battlefield. It is not a place for you to have a friendly conversation. Or is it that the battlefield is actually like this? Even if benwang has not seen him, he is not easy to fool. Let's see who is the real deal. Otherwise, "Li Hongyuan's eyes were full of hostility," leave your head with benwang. "
— — The Jin Wangye of Qi Yuan was arrogant and condescending. He had no power, but no one dared to provoke him. The Virtuous King thought of the people who returned to the Xiongnu and evaluated this Wangye. Now that he saw the real person, he had more considerations in his heart.
"In that case, Wangye might as well wait for a moment." Whether it was because of his status or something else, the Virtuous King would not easily make a move.
The Virtuous King turned around and said a few words in the Xiongnu language. Then, a burly man came over on a horse.
Speaking of which, there was indeed a saying that went, 'Enemies are destined to meet.'...
Under the Xiongnu King, there were Left and Right Virtuous Kings, Left and Right Grain Kings, Left and Right Generals, Left and Right Commandants, Left and Right Great Danghu, Left and Right Marquis of Gudu, and so on. There were 48 banners of ten thousand cavalry. Of course, although the name was famous, the subordinates were not necessarily full. It was just like the Qi Yuan. And this person was the Right General, a hardcore supporter of the Virtuous King. In Li Hongyuan's previous life, he had fought with him. Li Hongyuan's martial arts in his previous life was certainly far inferior to the present. In that fight, he almost suffered a big loss. In this life, since he saw him in advance, then he would send him to the Yellow Springs in advance.
Li Hongyuan's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty edge. He did not care about the rules of the battlefield. In any case, he did not "understand the rules" now. He raised his spear and rushed forward on his horse. In the most direct collision of strength, Li Hongyuan still felt that his strength was slightly weaker. This could not be helped. He did not have the opponent's advantage, just like He Zhihai.
However, even if this was the case, it did not mean that Li Hongyuan would lose. No one would stupidly use their weakness to attack the opponent's strength. On the contrary, after the first strike, the opponent's strength would be infinitely inflated.
Clang, clang, clang! The weapons clashed, sparks flew everywhere. It looked like they were evenly matched. However, only those who were close to the battle, such as the Virtuous King and Fu Yunting, knew that the more they fought, the more excited the Right General of the West Xiongnu Tribe became. The Virtuous King knew that this was not good. Naturally, he did not want his number one general to fall here. He did not wait any longer and urged his horse to help. Fu Yunting was about to stop him, but Li Hongyuan suddenly changed his method of attack. He feinted with his spear, and then the cold light of the spearhead directly disintegrated the Right General's head. Blood splattered, and gradually landed on the Virtuous King's face …
At that moment, the Virtuous King was stunned. However, when the silver light flashed, he hurriedly turned his horse around and quickly retreated.
Li Hongyuan did not chase after him. He just watched as the Virtuous King fled. Then, with a thrust of his spear, he raised the head that was already full of filth and stared like a copper bell. The head was raised at an angle. Li Hongyuan was very disdainful. "The strongest of the Xiongnu Tribe? Oh, it's only so-so. "
The Virtuous King escaped from the danger zone. When he turned around, he saw Li Hongyuan and the head, his eyes were about to split open.
Then, the 'bugle call' for both sides to fight sounded at the same time. The sound of killing shook the sky.
Because of Li Hongyuan's actions, the morale of the Qi Yuan army could be said to have soared by more than 30%.
Fu Yunting probably did not expect that the final result would be like this. However, at this time, his mind was very clear. "Thank you for today, Your Highness. It's just that swords have no eyes on the battlefield. Your Highness, please withdraw from the battlefield. "
Li Hongyuan glanced at him lightly. He was indeed not prepared to go to the battlefield. With a wave of his hand, the head accurately fell into Fu Yunting's arms.
If this head was one of his own people, Fu Yunting would not dislike it. He would probably fall into endless grief. The problem was that it belonged to the enemy. No matter how he looked at it, it was very unpleasant. However, this was a head that could weaken the enemy and increase the morale of his own side. He could not just throw it away like this. However, the Xiongnu people had short hair. This head was shaved in the middle. It was really difficult to carry. Fu Yunting casually threw it out. With a wave of his spear, the short blade horizontally pierced the head. Fu Yunting followed Li Hongyuan and rode back. The two armies were getting closer and closer.
Because the Xiongnu people had lost a great general, they were raging with anger. Furthermore, Fu Yunting and Li Hongyuan were not wearing armor. The Virtuous King gestured and ordered a Xiongnu person to take out a strong bow. Two arrows, xiu, pierced through the air … …
"General (Your Highness), be careful — —"
Li Hongyuan suddenly abandoned his horse and turned around. With a flick of his spear, the two arrows were cut off one after another.
Li Hongyuan's upper body leaned forward, his spear slanted towards the sky. Using the mana under his feet, he rushed out like a cheetah.
Evidently, Jin Qinwang, who had originally lost interest in the upcoming battle, was provoked because of this arrow. He decided to let the spear in his hand continue to drink blood.
Facing the ordinary Xiongnu soldiers, it was like a wolf in a flock of sheep. Wherever the spear went, it brought out endless amounts of blood. One by one, the Xiongnu soldiers fell to the ground. There was no need to check. There was absolutely no one alive.
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