Tuoba Yuanyu's heart was filled with endless sadness. He glanced at the tragic situation on the battlefield and watched his warriors return dejectedly. Endless pain surged into his heart. The pride and pride deep in his heart had been shattered by the cruel reality. He was defeated, completely defeated.
After Tuoba Yuanyu was captured, he was taken to see Leng Wushuang. Leng Wushuang looked at Tuoba Yuanyu with a hint of indifference in his eyes: "My good brother, originally I wanted to let you live, but who knew you wouldn't choose it?"
Tuoba Yuanyu urged sarcastically: "Bah, kill or behead him as you see fit."
Leng Wushuang did not speak, but instead signaled his men to let Tuoba Yuanyu go. He threw the sword in front of Tuoba Yuanyu: "As long as you beat me, I can let you go."
Tuoba Yuanyu's heart moved. He knew that this was the last chance Leng Wushuang gave him. As long as he could defeat him, he might regain his dignity and throne. He smiled slightly, raised the long sword in his hand, and gently scratched Tuoba Yuanyu's cheek, leaving a shallow blood mark. Tuoba Yuanyu frowned slightly, but did not make any sound.
Leng Wushuang sighed softly and took back the sword, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes: "My good brother, don't you even have the courage to fight?"
A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of Tuoba Yuanyu's mouth, "Leng Wushuang, do you think I am a three-year-old child? Do you really dare to let me go if I win?"
A cold light flashed in Leng Wushuang's eyes, and he said coldly: "You have no choice now."
He waved his long sword, and rays of cold light flashed, surrounding Tuoba Yuanyu. Tuoba Yuanyu calmly observed the situation around him. He knew that he would die if he did not resist.
He no longer laughed, but seriously greeted Leng Wushuang's attack.
With his strong body and sharp swordsmanship, he defused Leng Wushuang's attacks again and again.
The battle lasted for a while, and Tuoba Yuanyu gradually felt powerless. He understood that there was no way he could be Leng Wushuang's opponent. Sure enough, he was defeated within ten moves.
He looked at Leng Wushuang desperately and said, "Kill me!"
Tuoba Yuanyu's voice was full of endless despair and decadence, and he almost fell to his knees helplessly. The warriors on the battlefield all felt the despair in his heart, and they lowered their heads silently.
There was a trace of hesitation in Leng Wushuang's eyes, and he was silent for a moment facing Tuoba Yuanyu's back, and finally sighed softly: "Tuoba Yuanyu, give up on restoring the country, you will never realize it in this life. "
Tuoba Yuanyu raised his head, his eyes filled with despair.
Leng Wushuang was right, he had no chance of winning at all. The only possibility of winning was if the Jurchens really surrendered to him, but the Jurchens' false surrender completely shattered his dream of restoring the country.
Leng Wushuang walked to Tuoba Yuanyu's side, he gently raised his chin, his eyes were gentle and complicated: "Tuoba Yuanyu, look at the allies you chose, one of them is my confidant, the Wind King When he saw things were not going well, he had already chosen to run away."
Tuoba Yuanyu's eyes flashed with sadness and struggle. He smiled bitterly and said: "Leng Wushuang, you are indeed a god with your troops. We in the Northern Desert are no match for you."
Leng Wushuang sighed softly: "Since Tuoba Yuanyu is like this, do you still want to restore the country?"
Tuoba Yuanyu nodded silently, clenched his fists, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "Leng Wushuang, please kill me. Our Tuoba family can only die in battle, there are no cowards!"
Leng Wushuang smiled slightly: "No coward?"
Bang bang——!
He clapped his hands, and everyone in the Tuoba family was escorted over. They looked at Tuoba Yuanyu with panic on their faces and said, "Your Majesty, this rebellious minister has nothing to do with us! If you want to kill him, just kill him!"
"Yes, Your Majesty, kill Tuoba Yuanyu!"
A trace of sorrow flashed in Tuoba Yuanyu's eyes. How could he, a member of the Tuoba royal family, be like this! He silently endured everyone's scolding and contempt, and the pain and despair in his heart surged into his heart like a tide. However, he still gritted his teeth and raised his chest firmly, preparing to face the impending death.
Unexpectedly, Leng Wushuang didn't kill him, but kept the sword in front of Tuoba Yuanyu, letting him choose: "As long as you kill these people, you can survive, otherwise -"
Leng Wushuang looked at Tuoba Yuanyu's firm eyes and couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration in his heart.
He was curious about what Tuoba Yuanyu would choose if a way out was presented to him.
His eyes turned to the people of the Tuoba family who were being escorted over. They all looked panicked.
They didn't understand why they were involved, and begged His Majesty to kill Tuoba Yuanyu to save their lives. Leng Wushuang glanced at them indifferently, feeling full of disgust for these so-called Tuoba royal family.
He turned to face Tuoba Yuanyu and said solemnly: "You Tuoba family were once part of this country. Now, this group of people have betrayed the royal family in order to protect themselves. This group of people Tuoba Yuan Yu, do you want to kill or not?"
Tuoba Yuanyu was slightly startled. He did not expect Leng Wushuang to speak like this.
This Leng Wushuang is simply a devil. No matter what he chooses, it is equivalent to having no way out.
Even if he managed to survive by killing the Tuoba royal family, how could those brothers who had worked with him for the Northern Desert let him go?
How could he deserve to live!
Leng Wushuang said lightly: "Tuoba Yuanyu, I admire your character. Now it's your choice. Should you die or they should die?"
A flash of determination flashed in Tuoba Yuanyu's eyes. He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: "I was once the prince of the Northern Desert, and a member of the Tuoba royal family. Even though the Northern Desert has been destroyed, I am still willing to do it for Fight to restore the country, even if it means death. Leng Wushuang, do it!"
Leng Wushuang sighed softly, knowing that no amount of persuasion could change Tuoba Yuanyu's determination. He turned around and winked at the henchman next to him. The henchman immediately understood what he meant and walked towards the Tuoba family.
I saw a soldier approaching with a knife.
The people of the Tuoba family knelt down and begged for mercy. "Your Majesty, this rebellious minister has nothing to do with us! If you want to kill him, just kill him!"
Leng Wushuang looked at them indifferently. He knew the crimes of these people and would not allow them to escape punishment.
He did not do it himself, but asked his trusted associates to do it for him.
The cronies waved their swords at the Tuoba family members coldly, blood splattered, and screams echoed in the hall.
Looking at this scene, Tuoba Yuanyu felt a surge of sadness in his heart. His majestic royal family has now become the target of public criticism.
He silently endured everyone's scolding and contempt, and the pain and despair in his heart surged into his heart like a tide.
However, he still gritted his teeth and puffed out his chest, retaining what little strength he had.
