Tang Dynasty good brother-in-law

Chapter 947
Regarding Liumu's persuasion, Wood stepped forward:

"Your Excellency, in a real brave contest, there is no room for holding back the slightest bit. Showing weakness may lead to defeat. Life and death combat is not about killing the opponent, but one must have the awareness to be killed. I beg, life and death combat."

"This……"

"I also ask for a life-and-death struggle. Only the strongest are eligible to marry the daughter of General Niu." After Jin Wei Zhongren made a further statement, Liu Mu looked embarrassed.

At this moment, Niu Jinda laughed heartily: "Okay, I am quite old and I compete with others, and I also wrote down the life and death contract. Please make the decision."

Li Yuan nodded: "I'm sure, but don't rush this matter."

Liu Mu said: "At noon after three days, each go back to make preparations. Logistics officer, you don't need to ask for instructions from the two generals, you must do your best. The two generals also please note that this is a martial arts competition, just a martial arts competition."

Liu Mu was still acting as a good old man, with an expression that he didn't want any casualties.

But when the protagonist appeared on the stage, everything he said was nonsense.

Jinwei Zhongren saw the daughter of General Niu, who was about 1.7 meters tall. He believed that after marrying home, his son would grow taller, as tall as Tang people.

What Woodworth saw was the pearls on his head and the precious silk all over his body.

Originally interrogated why the nobles of Zhenla wanted to help Liuzhao, but Li Yuan had lost the slightest interest, and randomly arranged a military commander to deal with this matter. What Li Yuan wanted was a reason to destroy Zhenla and attack Liuzhao again.

Li Yuan is more interested in the current matter.

When the Tang Dynasty was a martial artist, Qin Qiong had several life-and-death duels.

At night, the barracks were clearly divided. Although the Fusang soldiers and the Celtics were not enemies, they subconsciously left an open space in the camp because of this competition.

The captains of Datang ran around, drinking, eating meat, and telling stories.

In Wood's barracks, the main force is the Celts, and there are also a small number of Frankish axemen, Gothic heavy infantry, and hundreds of Vikings.Once they might have turned against each other, but now they are more like a family.

More than a dozen generals from the Mediterranean gathered together, and several generals from the Tang Dynasty brought Laojun's meat, fish, and wine.

A Tang general said: "When it comes to this martial arts competition, the one I admire the most is King Yi."

Wood immediately asked: "I heard people mention Yi County King in front of the Supreme Emperor today. I don't know what kind of character this Yi County King is."

"The king of Yijun, whose surname is Qin and whose name is Qiong, is Shubao. He is the eldest brother-in-law of Liu Consort. When he was young, he was a well-known figure in the green forest. There was a life-and-death duel where he injured his opponent and made him lose a finger. But they've been friends over the years."

Qin Qiong's story is true, and the rumors in the green forest are not all legends, many of them are true.

Qin Qiong's status as a green forest was earned.

"What really made Prince Yi famous was not the martial arts competitions when he was young, but that he rushed to the front every time a battle started, and every time he was able to kill the enemy's generals, he was injured countless times."

After hearing Qin Qiong's story, Wood couldn't help clenching his fists.

He wants to fight for this tone. The status of the generals in the Tang Dynasty depends on personal force, ability to command troops, and military exploits.

Wood has personally witnessed Datang's unpredictable fighting methods. In the battle of Saracen, Datang's heavy troops hit Saracen's weakness again and again, and every time the superior force attacked the weaker enemy in the superior terrain.

As far as this is the charm of Datang's high-level commanders, compared with Wood and the others who once put on a head-to-head confrontation and whoever survived the most wins, Datang's war is art.

Wood well recalls a time when his troops were ordered to ambush an equal number of cavalry.

At first he thought it was a deadly battle, but it turned out that the enemy's cavalry didn't show their impact at all, and they were tripped in pieces. Their task was to surround the cavalry who lost their mobility, and then die cut in.

"Speaking of martial arts, there are two people you must know."

"Who?"

"Xue Rengui, Xi Junmai."

Mentioning these two, Wood not only knew each other, but also compared each other. These two are very brave fighters, and they have rich fighting experience. On the battlefield, they are like lions and sheep.

"Yes, we have also exchanged martial arts with each other."

"They married Liu Consort's fourth and fifth sisters. According to our Tang Dynasty, they are shouldering the burden. You can understand that they are brothers. The two of them had a martial arts competition. Although there was no life and death contract, they were beaten all over their bodies. blood. And that martial arts competition was held under the auspices of their elder brother-in-law, Duke Yi."

"Are they family?"

The generals of the Tang Dynasty understood Wood as soon as he explained it. Liumu married a princess, his two older sisters and three older sisters, and married five generals, three of whom were already top generals.

This family background is amazing.

The general of the Tang Dynasty said again: "Yi County King doesn't like weak people, don't look at Prince Liu who doesn't use swords, he is not weak."

Wood nodded sharply.

Willow is more than not weak, this is a strong one.Strength is not in martial arts, but in wisdom.Wood remembered clearly that for the battle of Saracen, they studied the good tactics, but Liumu changed the overall plan with four words, and it was these four words that allowed them to fight smoothly for more than a month.

Also heard another statement from this.

Liu Mu's argument is that killing the enemy, bringing more soldiers back to collect coins, drinking and eating meat is a good general.

Wood drank wine for half the night, and woke up early the next morning, waving a specially made thick-backed double sword with his bare upper body, and was accompanied by four Celtic generals to practice martial arts.

Konoe Tadahito was not idle either, he was hit with sticks one after another, and the sticks were broken one by one.

You can only win, not lose.

Both sides are accumulating strength to meet this life-and-death duel.

As for Niu Jinda, he is leading people to set up a venue, leaving a high platform for viewpoints and an area for onlookers.

Accompanied by Liu Mu, Li Yuan was looking at the strategic map of Indochina Peninsula in front of the sand table.

"Well, it's very good. Take half a month's rest, and wait for a new batch of ordnance and supplies to arrive before you can go north. If all goes well, you can order the Tang army in Shu to go south in the spring of next year, plus the soldiers transported to Ceylon , encircle the Liuzhao. Very good, very good."

Li Yuan turned his head: "Mu, your tactics of raiding the Chenla King City are very clever. Without a unified command, Chenla has been divided into hundreds of small pieces, and it only takes time to clear them."

"Father, the firearms troops have been used, and the military expenditure has exceeded the standard."

"Hahaha." Li Yuan laughed a few times: "Bringing up the military expenditure again, I'm asking you for my father, who do you hope will win?"

Liu Mu asked back: "Father, does it matter who wins?"

　A friend said that recently it is not as much as before.

　　The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the author is not young. Before and after the year, there were countless things at home.

　　It just so happens that there is still about a quarter of this book, that is, 60 or [-] words, and it will be finished, and I am starting to prepare a new book now.

　　It's not too much to waste one hundred and eighty thousand words in the draft of a new book.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)