Bian Qing said it with seriousness and no trace of ridicule, but Zhao Zhen turned pale when he heard it. Although the courtiers were angry, they had to admit this ironclad fact.
Bian Qing continued: "Although you have a large number of people in the Song Dynasty, we are never afraid, and your Song army seems to rely more on those exquisite instruments. Along the way, each of your Song army is carrying crossbows, bows and arrows. Although they are sharp, I don’t know how effective your soldiers are in combat. We only admire the strong. If this is the case, why don’t you select a few of them. If you beat me, you will naturally win our respect, and we will also respect the Song Dynasty."
Bian Qing was uneducated, and the Song Dynasty and the Japanese were even less likely to compete in culture. Such a view was normal in Bian Qing's view. Although the Song Dynasty also knew that these Japanese people were uncivilized, they were reduced to trying to compete with them. This poem came out Isn’t it a joke to be a nation of etiquette?
Just fight!
The Song Dynasty valued literature over martial arts. No matter how many people came to us, they would not be afraid of more people than literary and non-commercial people. However, these people just did not accept this trick. They were used to fighting and killing. Otherwise, how could they be called barbarians? They themselves also said that conquering them could not be done by reciting poems and making opponents, but could only be conquered by beating them until they were convinced.
All the ministers have lost their temper. We can't let them come up with swords to compete with these Japanese, right? They all turned their eyes to the generals in the court.
The military generals are headed by Yang Chongxun. This guy has long passed his prime of life. His fighting spirit has been completely worn away by the years and the disputes in the court. What is left is only sophistication and tact. It is said that he He is a military commander, rather than an opportunist.
Yang Chongxun looked at Bian Qing's tall figure, his hands were covered with calluses, and his temples were bulging. He was obviously from the Lian family. Since his official position has been getting higher and higher, his fighting skills have also improved accordingly. Naturally, it is impossible for him to personally Go out and pick up these Japanese people.
There are millions of forbidden troops in the capital, and there are so many skilled soldiers, but they can’t pick out a few people to take care of these dwarfs?
Yang Chongxun said: "Your Majesty, the generals under my command have not been able to fight for many years, and the opportunity to perform now is exactly what they have been looking for. The general is willing to select a number of brave generals from the Tianwu Army's forbidden army in the east campus of the city to set up a ring in the school grounds to compete with the Japanese." Let’s compete to enhance our country’s prestige!”
Yang Chongxun's words instantly gave the literati of the Song Dynasty countless confidence!
Zhao Zhen had countless imperial troops, but he was ridiculed by these Japanese people for having no one in the court. He was so angry that his chest almost burst. Looking at the entire Japanese envoy, except for the tall and majestic man in front of him, the others were only five and a half feet tall. They are so skinny and short, how much effort does it take to deal with them?
"Yang Qing, you will be fully responsible for this matter. You must let the Japanese know that my power, the Great Song Dynasty, cannot be blasphemed."
Yang Chongxun bowed his head and said: "The last general takes orders."
Song Minqiu prepared a hotel for Aguo to stay. Other countries such as Khitan and Xixia had guild halls in Bianjingdu to facilitate their envoys to stay. But the island country does not have such high-end venues in Bianjing, and they have not been able to come to the Song Dynasty for decades. They can't set up a guild hall in Bianjing to eat dust, right?
Bian Qing did not go to stay, but followed Yang Chongxun to the school grounds.
The autumn wind and war drums on the Tianwu Military Academy grounds in Dongxiao are like thunder and flying horses raising dust.
Yang Chongxun, deputy envoy to the Privy Council, had not been to this place for many years, and his fists and feet had long been unfamiliar. Looking at the soldiers on the school field, he seemed to see the shadow of himself as a big-headed soldier. In the blink of an eye, he was already an old man.
The Tianwu Army is the dandy army that made dozens of peasants in Liangchuan fight until they could not find their way to the north!
The Tianwu Army's infantry and horse troops lined up one after another to greet the Japanese envoys. There is an open space circled with white ash in the middle of the school grounds. It was surrounded by imperial guards.
This is a temporary competition arena.
Zhao Zhen did not come to see this kind of martial arts competition in person. On the contrary, he believed that using force was a very ominous and incompetent method, and that using culture and education to influence was what the superior country did. However, these words did not make sense to the Japanese.
The senior officials from the Ministry of War and the Privy Council were sitting together. Everyone was impatient and wanted to start the competition as soon as possible.
Although the Song Dynasty army is not good at fighting, its ability to fight alone is extraordinary. The instructors in the Forbidden Army are the best warriors in fists, feet and guns. Regardless of their physical strength, they can crush these Japanese to death.
If you defeat these birdmen, you can go back and resume your life with the officials.
"Please tell me how to fight in this arena? Who should be sent to fight?" Yang Chongxun was sitting in the tent on the school ground, holding a bowl of good dragon balls in his hand. In the past, it was difficult for a soldier to drink clean water here. Talk about this fine Jiancha.
"Just send three people from both sides to see who stands last. In my opinion, there is no need to compete. Those Japanese are as skinny as monkeys. Winning is not a glorious thing. Let's use the strong to bully the weak. If we accidentally kill one or two more people, we will have to pay for their funeral expenses." It was Han Qi, the boss of the Yingzong Dynasty, who spoke!
Han Qi, the minister of the Ministry of War, came from a serious civil service background, but his ruthless behavior was no different from that of Datou Qiuba, and there was a sense of ferocity in everything.
"Old Han, I understand how you feel. Isn't this what the officials mean? There are three of us. The question is who will fight now?"
Someone at the table spoke.
"Your son, deputy envoy, and the son of the British prince Wang Chao are both known as the two powerful generals of Bianjing. According to me, you only need to send one of them to go out. It shouldn't be difficult to win three games in a row, right?"
The speaker was Cao Wei, the fourth son of the founding general Cao Bin.
Unlike other children who bear the halo of their ancestors' super families, although Cao Wei is now very old and is not Cao Bin's eldest son, he is extremely prestigious in the army. The reason is that he has gained his reputation all by himself. There were a few invincible and victorious generals in the Song Dynasty under Wen Liguo.
When Cao Bin was old, Song Zhenzong Zhao Heng asked him who could replace him in the military. He did not avoid suspicion and nepotistically mentioned his fourth son. Cao Tao did not disappoint him, and he was invincible and powerful in the world. , allowing the Cao family's reputation to continue to be passed down.
Cao Tao has the aura of a famous general and a background of being a general for many years. Unlike a commoner like Cao Qiansong, he is very considerate in everything he says and does.
Yang Qi was asked to consider that he could know the outcome of the competition without even seeing it. Those Japanese people didn't know the heights of the sky and thought they were particularly good at fighting. Yang Qi has a reputation for martial arts. Firstly, the goods were genuine, and secondly, letting him enter such a huge achievement was like giving it away in vain. Yang Chongxun.
Yang Chongxun climbed to this position by relying on military merit. His son is determined to make progress, but there are not so many opportunities. Where can he get merit in peacetime? Just give him this opportunity to make a contribution.
When Yang Chongxun heard what Cao Wei said, his heart jumped with excitement, and the corner of his mouth was almost burned by the hot tea. He and Cao Wei were both warriors, but they were no less thoughtful than those civil servants. What Cao Wei said was a betrayal, how could he not tell?
"I agree."
"I agree."
A number of civil servants and generals seconded the proposal.
Their ideas are roughly the same. No one dares to take the credit from Yang Chongxun. Anyway, if you win the battle, you deserve it. If you lose the battle, Yang Chongxun and his son will take the leadership responsibility and the responsibility for failure. Everyone is happy, but it is not the best. !
Yang Chongxun wanted to be a bitch but also wanted to build a memorial arch. He said with a look of embarrassment: "My reckless son is just afraid of spoiling a major official matter. It involves the prestige of the Song Dynasty, so I will let my son who can't cry take the lead. I'm afraid he won't be qualified!" "
Yang Chongxun still wanted to refuse, but a junior official from the Ministry of War below said: "The Japanese are frightened by the power of the Song Dynasty army. This competition is just a formality. Lord Yang, you can rest assured!"
"Since this is the opinion of the princes, I will reluctantly let Quan Zi show his humiliation. He usually practices martial arts just because he is looking forward to this opportunity to serve the country!"
Everyone followed Feng with a bunch of compliments. Who doesn't have eyes and can't see for themselves? Those Japanese can't pick out two decent futures. They are no taller than a horse standing on the school field. How can they fight? You got it for free and you still have to be good.
After negotiating with Bian Qing about the unilateral intention of the Song Dynasty, Bian Qing readily agreed. This would be the best. Three people from each country would not be too many. If they were asked to provide 30,000 people each, he would have trouble finding where to find them. the other twenty-nine thousand.
Yang Qi relied on Yin Feng to make up for Wu Yilang's idle position, and his father Yang Chongxun didn't have to do anything even if he was walking in the forbidden army under this big tree. Countless people came to fawn on him every day.
When Yang Qi heard that the Japanese envoys were clamoring to compete with the Song Dynasty this time, he was thinking about who the Song Dynasty would send to challenge him, but he did not expect that this opportunity would fall on him.
Recently, his relationship with Lu Yi was not going well, and then he suffered a loss from Liang Chuan. He failed to recover in several scenes. He had no place to vent his pent-up energy. His father gave him this opportunity to show his face. He was just trying to show off, otherwise he would be just like Zhao Zong'e, who always talked about how great he was, but couldn't even deal with a servant of Ding Wei's family.
The competition was held on the next day at the school grounds in the eastern suburbs.
The Great Song Dynasty sent Yang Qi, the son of Yang Chongxun, the deputy envoy to the Privy Council. He was riding a tall horse and holding a silver spear in his hand, looking like a romantic young general. The Japanese side sent a short and thin boy, dressed in black from head to toe, who was not even tall enough, named Sasuke! It's simply appalling in comparison.
Everyone laughed when they saw it, and they all laughed at the Japanese country for not knowing how high the sky is and why they didn't send a decent person to fight. This little dwarf and the others could beat the crap out of anyone they picked up on Da Song Street.
Before the competition, many people in the Song Dynasty made a black bet. However, because the combatants from the outside world were not optimistic about the Japanese country, they believed that they were arrogant and overestimating their abilities to challenge the Song Dynasty. This disparity ended in vain.
It’s obvious that Japan will lose, so what else can compare?
There were two groups of people sitting on both sides of the school ground. On the left is the Song Dynasty military. A group of people came to watch the battle for Yang Chongxun's sake. They were prepared to flatter Yang Chongxun afterwards. If they didn't flatter Yang, just seeing how these Japanese people were defeated was a happy event, wasn't it?
On the other hand, there are only a few dozen people on the Japanese side, and they are sparsely populated. Except for Bian Yingduan, who is sitting on the right, the other people are tall, short, fat and thin, and their clothes are also weird and different.
After beating the drum, the competition officially began. When Yang Qi came on stage, he saw that the opponent didn't even have a horse. What else was there to fight? The man took advantage of the horse's momentum to rush towards him, and if he didn't stab him, he would hit him to death. This meant that the first victory between the two countries should be won by him.
Yang Qi got off the horse and neighed, leaping up with two front hooves. Yang Qi hit the horse's buttocks, and the horse laughed at Sasuke and rushed over.
Sasuke is wearing a black outfit. If Liang Chuan sees this outfit, he will be extra careful, because his appearance is exactly that of the legendary ninja! But Yang Qi is not Liang Chuan after all. Seeing that Sasuke's whole body is full of flaws, he is even more eager to make achievements and defeat the enemy with one move.
Everyone in the audience saw Sasuke motionless and thought he was frightened. As he was joking, they saw Sasuke duck out of the way and raise his right hand vigorously. A black object flew towards Yang Qi at an extremely fast speed. Yang Qi had not seen it clearly. Who was it? He was hit on the body. He rolled over and fell off the horse. He was motionless and his life and death were unknown!
What was that dark thing that flashed just now?
Shuriken!
