I am not Song Qinzong

In the arena, both of them were sweating profusely, trying their best to fight for the top.

It seemed that the two were going back and forth, but in fact, Han Cunbao spent a lot of time on the defensive, and Liu Ziyu easily resolved his occasional counterattack.

Zhao Huan could tell that Zhao Kai was also blind, so his face was ugly.

After another [-] rounds, Han Cunbao only had the strength to parry, but had no ability to fight back.

Zhao Huan said with a smile: "Gao Qiu, the situation is obvious. If we continue, the army will lose a general for nothing. I'm afraid it's not good."

"Hmph!" Gao Qiu snorted coldly, but did not answer.

Zhao Huan smiled lightly, looked at Zhao Ji, and said, "Father, the outcome has already been decided. There is no need to decide whether to live or die. I ask Father to decide."

"Impossible." Zhao Kai hurriedly said: "Father, if the fight is not to the end, how can you know that Han Cunbao has no means to turn defeat into victory?"

"Nonsense, do you have to kill the general and lower the morale of the army?" Zhao Ji reprimanded lightly, and ordered: "Liu Ziyu wins in this game, call gold to withdraw the troops, and separate the two."

The emperor's will is above all else, and he immediately withdraws his troops.

Liu Ziyu pushed away Fang Tian's painted halberd with a single shot, and rode his horse to the front of the general's platform. Although Han Cunbao was unwilling, he did not dare to resist, so he had to follow back.

When the two came close, they each got off their horses and bowed down.

Zhao Ji said: "That's right, Liu Yanxiu is good, the official promotion is three levels."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Liu Ziyu thanked him.

The promotion here means that Liu Ziyu's original official position promoted Shi Lang to three levels, which has nothing to do with Donggong's own position, but only a salary increase.

Zhao Ji looked at Han Cunbao, and said, "You are not bad, the reward is ten catties."

"Thank you, Your Majesty..."

"Father, how can a defeated general be brave enough to speak bravely? If such incompetents are not punished, they will be extra merciful. How can they be rewarded?"

Just as Han Cunbao wanted to thank him, Zhao Kai cut him off angrily.

"King Yun is right, Han Cunbao, return to the battle." Gao Qiu echoed.

In this regard, Zhao Ji followed the good advice, completely without the consciousness that the emperor kept his word.

It's just that Han Cunbao suffered such humiliation, his face was extremely embarrassed, but he couldn't attack, so he bowed three times in depression and returned to the battle.

Zhao Huan was amused by this.

How can it be the way to use troops to bully the general in command like this.

Limited by his status and occasion, Han Cunbao couldn't make a fuss, he must have a grudge, but Donggong could use this to make some fuss.

160 seven-step bow battle

"Han Cunbao mistook me, lost the first battle, made King Yun lose face, Feng Mei, are you sure?" Gao Qiu asked.

"Don't worry about the En House, the young generals are watching the East Palace, only one and a half are in their eyes, and the rest are not to be feared, let alone a nobody." Feng Mei replied confidently.

"Well, if you win, you will be rewarded. If you lose, you will never be forgiven. Go." Gao Qiu waved his hand.

"Here." Feng Mei walked steadily into the school grounds with a big knife in hand.

Here, Zhao Huan personally asked Han Shizhong to tidy up his armor, and said: "Then Fengmei is not weak, if she doesn't pay, she loses as well, there is no damage."

Han Shizhong cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, don't worry, even if you risk your life, you will never lose the face of Donggong."

"Don't say that, your skills should be used on the battlefield. If you sacrificed for the peace of the country, you will die, and you will die well. It is not worth living here." Zhao Huan said, patting Han Shizhong on the shoulder.

"His Royal Highness, sit down, and wait for the minister to return from victory before talking about other things." Han Shizhong bowed three times, and raised his gun to go out.

Tall and straight, with swaying nail leaves, quite imposing.

Wang Jin said with a smile: "Don't worry, Your Highness, a good minister is not weaker than Yan Xiu, and he will definitely win."

"I hope." Zhao Huan nodded slightly.

Seeing Han Shizhong coming to the field, Feng Mei shouted: "Nobody, if you don't come to surrender, when will you wait!"

Han Shizhong stopped and laughed loudly, and shouted: "I don't know if I die before my eyes! How dare you fight me decisively?"

Feng Mei was furious, and without waiting for the sound of the drum, she swung her big saber to attack Han Shizhong.

Han Shizhong was not afraid, he just raised his spear and met him head-on.

The big knife slashed down, the long spear was raised horizontally to block, the big knife swept again, and the big knife backed away to dodge the spear.

The two men fought on foot, armed with weapons at the same time, and fought together. The two generals fought for more than [-] times, regardless of victory or defeat.

I saw the two people swaying to one side and then to the other side, sparks flew everywhere when the swords and guns collided.

"This Fengmei's tricks are no match for a good minister, and the outcome is unpredictable."

After listening to Wang Jin's comments, Zhao Huan looked more carefully.

It's just that the speed of the two weapons is extremely fast, and they are shining brightly in the sun, so I really can't see them clearly.

In a short while, the two fought for more than a hundred times, but they were still at a stalemate.

Suddenly, Han Shizhong raised his sword, jumped out of the battle circle, and shouted: "Wait a minute, wearing armor, killing is not enjoyable, how about comparing it after wearing the armor?"

Both of them were flushed and sweating profusely.

At this time in March, it was late spring, and the sun was already quite warm at noon.

The two fought hard for Bai Yuhe, it was really hot.

If cold arrows are flying across the battlefield, even if you die from heat, you can't get rid of the armor. At this time, there is no such concern in a one-on-one competition.

Feng Mei thought for a moment, then said: "Okay, come back after removing the armor."

The two reached a consensus, each took a few steps back, and went to the field to wear armor and helmets, wearing only short shirts.

The short shirt inside was drenched with sweat.

"A good man, a real warrior!" Zhao Ji praised, and said: "Come here, pass the decree, this game is a tie, and each will be given a good horse."

"Your Majesty's order is based on a tie, and each will be given a good horse." A herald immediately conveyed it.

"Fortunately, if there is a chance in the future, I will definitely kill you." Feng Mei said.

"Oh!" Han Shizhong turned around and left.