Liu Yu gritted his teeth and thought to himself: No matter what, you must survive, you must get out alive, two games, and two more games. As long as you win these two games, you can return to Beifu, as long as your brothers are still around you. , we can stop Qinglong’s conspiracy, maybe it’s still too late!
Thinking of this, Liu Yu felt sad in his heart, and he murmured to himself: "Mother, second brother, third brother, fat man, brothers from the Beifu Army, are you okay now?"
Pengcheng, the southern suburbs, an abandoned mountain temple.
More than 300 sergeants of the Beifu Army gathered here. Liu Muzhi changed into a fancy outfit and wrapped his fat body tightly. Almost with every word he said, the fat all over his body was shaking. , and the people around him all had serious expressions. The elite soldiers and leaders of the Beifu Army, He Wuji, Liu Yi, Tan Pingzhi, Zhuge Changmin, Wei Yongzhi, Xiang Jing, Yu Qiujin, Kuai En , Sun Chu, Tan Daoji, Meng Longfu, etc. were almost gathered here, looking at Liu Muzhi with mixed feelings in his eyes.
Liu Muzhi said with emotion: "Everyone, you are willing to leave the army and come to Pengcheng. For this kindness, on behalf of Jinu, I would like to thank you all. Now Jinu is in danger, and we can only rely on us brothers to save him. You I once followed him to Luoyang and fought bloody battles, but got nothing in the end, but this time when we have trouble sending slaves, you still came without hesitation."
Tan Pingzhi said in a deep voice: "Fat man, don't say any more. If it weren't for the higher-ups deliberately blocking the news from us, we would have thought that the slaves were in Jiankang City at this time. Even if you didn't inform us, we would have linked up long ago. Now, Brother Xile is going to take us to Jiankang City Jietian Prison to rescue the slaves."
Liu Muzhi's expression changed and he looked at Liu Yi who was smiling: "Xile, how can you be so reckless? Entering the Heavenly Prison to rob someone is a very dangerous move. Even if he is robbed, the slave will be in ruins and cannot defend himself. From now on, there will be no place for him in Dajin."
Liu Yi said coldly: "What he committed this time was the crime of collaborating with the enemy and treason. He must die. Not even the Xie family and Zhi Miaoyin could save him. Otherwise, he would have been released long ago, and our brothers would have risked their heads." It’s dangerous, shouldn’t we attack the prison at night to save his life?”
Liu Muzhi sighed: "If the slave wanted to save his life, how could he be captured at the edge of the Yellow River? He came back just to clear his name and prove his innocence. If we kidnapped him like this, wouldn't it be Against his will, he did something that made him happy and angry? If he really wanted to rob him, he could only rob him at the execution ground. He could never do it before the court sentenced him to death for sending a slave."
He Wuji nodded: "The fat man is right, we can't trap the slaves in injustice. Xile, when you said you wanted to rob the Tianlao, I felt it was a bit too impulsive. Fortunately, this time the slaves are not in the prison. Otherwise, we may have made a big mistake."
Liu Yi's eyes flashed coldly: "Okay, okay, you are just thinking about the slave, and I, Liu Xile, deliberately harmed him, so you just save him, can't I just leave?"
He said, turning around to leave. Liu Muzhi said quickly: "Xile, don't be like this. Wuji didn't mean it like this. We just have to comply with Jinu's wish and use the most appropriate method to rescue him."
Liu Yi turned around slowly, and a large number of nearly a hundred people who were following him also turned around. He said in a deep voice: "Well, you said that the slave has entered the fighting arena this time. Isn't it just like a execution ground? People are dying in that fighting ground every day. The slave has to win three games in a row to survive. Those who want to take his life have many opportunities to use dirty tricks. What are you going to do? Just watch. Do you want to watch the slave die in the fighting arena?"
Liu Muzhi shook his head: "Let the slave fight this time, and let God judge his fate. It is the emperor's imperial edict, and there is a special person to protect him. He will never be harmed secretly. However, maybe the slave needs the help of our brothers. Help, that’s why I came to you.”
Xiang Jing laughed, shook his well-developed pectoralis major muscles, and walked forward: "Fat man, don't beat around the bush, just tell us what you want us to do. To Brother Jinu, I am Tieniu. , follow me through mountains of swords and seas of fire, if you blink your eyelids, you are not a good man!"
The surrounding Beifu soldiers shouted in unison: "Follow Brother Jinu through mountains of swords and seas of fire!"
Liu Muzhi nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, what we need is everyone's momentum, but we don't need to do things that violate national laws or even cost our lives and property. The emperor actually doesn't want to kill the slaves. If If he really wanted to kill Jinu, he would not let him fight, because this kind of fighting is what Jinu is good at. However, the conspirators who set a trap this time and wanted to harm Jinu were the same ones who set up a trap in Yecheng last time. The traitors who harmed our Beifu Army will not give up. As long as the slaves are alive, they are the biggest threat to them! Therefore, they will play tricks on the way of fighting, just like in the first fight, they dispatched chariots and war elephants, while there were only a dozen weak prisoners of war and death row prisoners around Jinu, and one of them was even an assassin arranged by them, and Jinu almost died."
Everyone's expressions changed greatly when they heard this. Only Liu Yi's face flashed with a complex expression and he said, "What happened next?"
Liu Muzhi smiled slightly: "Don't you know what our slaves are capable of? If we really fell for those bullies, we wouldn't have to be here now. Don't worry, the slaves aren't even injured. , The dragons and tigers are fierce. However, I heard that the next fight will be between Huan Xuan’s Jingzhou warriors, five of them fighting one, which is why I asked everyone to come!”
Everyone's originally gentle expressions all changed after hearing this. He Wuji opened his eyes wide: "What, Jingzhou warriors? Who are they? Which five will fight one?"
Liu Muzhi's expression was solemn: "I heard that they are Lu Zongzhi, Wu Fuzhi, Huangfu Fu, Huan Zhen, and Hu Fan."
Liu Yi sneered and said: "You said that others are okay, how could Hu Fan be possible? Last time I heard that in order to kill Fu Pi, he almost killed Huan Xuan, and later withdrew from the Jingzhou Army."
Liu Muzhi sighed: "It was just because of a temporary grab for credit, but this time, if you kill Jinu, you will become the best warrior in the world. Last time, Hu Fan fell out with Huan Xuan just to grab merit. This time, he wanted to grab credit." With this honor, it’s only normal to come back and join the battle group.”
Tan Pingzhi's face was solemn: "Hu is a famous archer, known as Xiao Yang Youji. I heard that even Fu Pi was shot to death by him with one arrow. I don't worry about the face-to-face fight with Nu. I'm just afraid." There are sharp archers to restrain him from a distance. If there are no sharp archers around him to fight with Hu Fan, he will be in trouble!"
On Liu Muzhi's fat face, two pieces of flesh jumped: "So, this time we must strive for fairness and take the initiative to ask for orders to fight side by side with the slaves. Bottle, you are the most critical one!"
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