There are too many regrets in history, I will mend them

"Zhang Jun's army can control the Yue Family Army. As long as Han Shizhong doesn't help Yue Fei, it will be the greatest help to us. Without food and pay, and with the supervision of the Yue Family Army watching, do you think Yue Shaobao can still fight back?"

After Zhuo Fan finished speaking triumphantly, he poured a whole bottle of wine into his mouth.

While drinking, his eyes glanced at a shadow outside the tent, with an unknown smile. Flash past.

These are all Yue Fei's weaknesses, but they are not insurmountable.

"Dear colleagues, Yue Fei must have thought about it, and we are almost ready to hit the road. How could this trip end without singing and dancing after eating and drinking well?"

Zhuo Fan stood up and pulled out a long sword from the weapon rack in the tent.

He held a sword flower, thrust the sword with a shaking arm, and a crisp sword cry sounded in the air.

"After all, it was the Song Dynasty that had a prosperous economy, and its steel smelting level was much higher than that of the Qin Dynasty."

Although the messengers did not understand the meaning of Zhuo Fan's words, they all applauded and cheered for him. They thought that Zhuo Fan was planning to use sword dance to please his seniors in the Qin Hui Mansion. The owner of this sword also He proudly introduced its origins

"This is a sword made of fine hundred-forged steel, but the real beauty lies beyond the blade."

This sword represents his wealth and power, and is also a symbol of his extravagance.

The hilt is made of fine leather, and the scabbard is inlaid with gold and jade. A messenger can carry such a sword majestically. People like Qin Hui are You can imagine what it will be like

"Ding!"

Zhuo Fan flicked his finger on the sword, and the metal crisped and made the sword vibrate. His strength did not attract any extra attention from these messengers. Instead, Yue Fei outside the tent narrowed his eyes.

Yue Fei thought of him. What are you going to do? Just as he was about to stop Zhuo Fan, the steps he had not taken yet were stopped by him.

"father……"

"Shh!"

A young general next to Yue Fei wanted to speak, but was told to be silent. Even Yue Fei himself didn't understand why he suddenly expected Zhuo Fan's next move.

"The sword is the king of all weapons. It can be used as a symbol of majesty, to represent a gentleman's martial style, or to protect himself or kill someone."

"It is too vulgar to only be used as a symbol of wealth."

At first, the owner of the sword was very happy to hear it, but the more he listened, the more uncomfortable he became. His expression changed and he was about to scold Zhuo Fan, but he could only make a monosyllabic"ho ho" sound from his open mouth.

"It is indeed a good sword."

Zhuo Fan pulled out the sword blade from the messenger's neck. As the sword blade detached, the blood from the wound spurted out and splashed on the faces of the people around him. Only Zhuo Fan, who had blocked the entrance to the camp, was bleeding. dip

"Plop!"

"Did you kill him? Why do you want to kill him?"

The messenger with two holes in his neck fell down before he could even close the holes with his hands. Only after he fell did the others react.

"You are from Yue Fei! Okay, it turns out that Yue Fei really wants to rebel."

The remaining ten messengers rushed to grab their own weapons. They could only use the strength of their numbers to regain their confidence. At the same time, they shouted loudly not to attract the attention of the Yue Family Army outside the camp, but to tell everything here to the Yue Family Army. The civilian governor.

However, it was extremely quiet outside the tent at this moment, and the quietness made their hearts sink.

"Why kill him? Hahahaha, because he deserves to die. The onlookers can't bear it, the common people are greedy and extravagant, every one of them is a way to death."

"I am not one of Yue Fei's people. I cannot represent him, let alone the Yue Family Army."

"But sooner or later you will accuse him of an 'unfounded' crime. Real rebellion and fake rebellion. They are all rebellions anyway, and they are both dead. What's the difference?"

These words are not meant for these messengers. The moment he spoke, his people were already approaching him.

The sword in Zhuo Fan's hand was full of afterimages of sword light as he danced. Every time he passed by, there was a bright light. Hot blood sprayed out and landed on the curtain wall of the tent.

The messengers wanted to resist, but no one was Zhuo Fan's enemy. Their counterattack was forced to end as soon as it started.

Then there were weapons falling and human bodies The sound of falling to the ground was heard repeatedly, and in less than a breath, Zhuo Fan was the only one left standing in the tent.

The tent was filled with the smell of blood, but Zhuo Fan stood as if nothing had happened and asked me:

"General Yue, I killed a court official in your army, what are you going to do with me?"

"Oh, by the way, it's okay for you to come in, but the girl next to you should not come in, lest she be frightened by the scene inside."

As soon as Zhuo Fan finished speaking, Yue Fei with a strange look lifted the curtain and walked in. He didn't even look at the messengers who fell to the ground. He stared at Zhuo Fan closely, trying to see something in his eyes.

Yue Fei Before he could speak, the young general next to him spoke first. The young general's voice was clear and sweet without suppressing his voice. He turned out to be a girl.

"Humph, you look down on girls. Although the time I spent fighting with my father is not as long as that of my elder brother, I am still used to seeing life and death. This scene is nothing."

"It turns out that she is the beloved daughter of General Yue, and it is me, Meng Lang."

Of course Zhuo Fan knows that it is not easy for a woman to be allowed to follow Yue's army and stay by Yue Fei's side. He just said that to find a topic.

"You support Meng Lang. You killed 12 official angels in one day and put my Yue family's army in danger. Tell me, what is your purpose?"

Yue Yinping raised a spear and shouted at Zhuo Fan. Even if he is not his opponent, he must capture Zhuo Fan today and bring him to Lin'an to plead guilty. Only then can he exonerate his father and the Yue Family Army.

"As expected, the sons and daughters of the Yue family all have the character of General Yue. The Song Dynasty was lucky to have General Yue."

Facing the spear pointed at his face, Zhuo Fan showed no fear and just kept praising him. Then he changed the topic and talked about a sensitive topic.

"It is a pity that with generals like General Yue and heroes who resisted the Jin Dynasty such as General Han Shizhong and Mrs. Han, the Song Dynasty instead paid tribute to Jin Chao, which is sad and ridiculous."

"The big cow is really a big cow, holding a king bomb and discarding it without using it."

His words finally made Yue Fei couldn't help but speak.

"Your Excellency, do you mean that Pengju will really be unable to resist the Jin this time when he returns to the imperial court?"

Zhuo Fan used his fingers to push away the tip of the gun in front of him. His eyes started from Yue Fei, passed through Yue Yun and Zhang Xian who came in later, and then looked back. There was no malice in his eyes, but the regret in them made the three of them very uncomfortable.

Yue Fei Yin Ping felt even more uneasy.

"My father just went back to report his life to the officials. Could he be in any danger? What does it mean to no longer be able to resist gold?"

"Please make it clear to me. If you don't make it clear today, only one of you and I will be able to walk out of here alive."

As she said that, she put the gun on her neck.

This operation stunned everyone at the scene. Only the First Emperor laughed.

"Hahahaha, after all, the girl is still thoughtful."