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Li Shishi's face changed slightly, but she was extremely smart. Then she kept her composure and gave a slight salute to Jin Wushu: "Your Majesty, didn't you say that the sound of Mi Mi will damage the morale of the Da Jin soldiers? There is a song from the Nu family dedicated to Jin Wu Shu.

To the king."

"Okay, I have long heard that Miss Shishi is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she is willing to play a song to open the eyes of the soldiers." Jin Wushu laughed cheerfully, thinking that Shishi Li had changed his mind.

Li Shishi straightened his clothes, went to the band team, and took a guzheng from an old man. He sat down and played with it gently with his fingers. He began to sound softly, like a woman dancing lightly, and then after a few sounds, it gradually got louder and louder.

The sound became darker and faster, and the rhythm became faster and faster. Although the soldiers of the Jin Army did not understand the music, they gradually heard the sound of killing, as if they were on a killing battlefield.

At this moment, Master Li was dressed in white clothes, sitting upright with long sleeves flying. Under the watch of the wolves and tigers of the Jin Army soldiers, he was gradually getting better and better. At this moment, the Jin Army soldiers seemed to have forgotten the Song Dynasty woman in their arms, and they were on the table.

With delicious food, wine and meat, you can calm down and listen to this extremely musical achievement from the prosperous age of the Song Dynasty.

Li Shishi's fingers were playing quickly on the guzheng. The rhythm was very beautiful. After a while, the sound of killing became louder and louder. The guzheng seemed to have the momentum of a battlefield with thousands of horses galloping and heroes vying for the throne. Not to mention

The golden man had never seen the market, and even the band team was fascinated by it. After about a while, as a long and heavy tune ended, Master Li felt a slight sweat on his forehead, raised his long sleeves, and stood up

He came and saluted Jin Wushu and said, "Your Majesty, I will sing a song for you to entertain your Majesty and the soldiers."

Not only was Jin Wushu dumbfounded, but those bumpkin soldiers of the Jin Army who were still wearing animal skins had never heard of this before. They were stunned for a while, and then they let out thunderous cheers and cheered loudly.

Jin Wushu picked up the hair of the woman in his arms and asked: "Little lady, do you hear it? What kind of music is this?"

The woman in Jin Wushu's arms had a beautiful face, but she was already crying. When Jin Wushu asked, she answered tremblingly: "Your Majesty, this is an ambush from all sides."

Suddenly, outside the account, there was a burst of weapons clashing, as well as various sounds of fighting, yelling, and screaming.

Master Li's face was solemn at this moment, and he saluted again: "Your Majesty, I will sing a song from the slave family, ambushing from all sides, and give it to your Majesty and all the soldiers."

"Ambush from all sides, haha, interesting." Jin Wushu looked at Master Li jokingly.

The sound of weapons clashing was getting closer and closer, as if it was outside the account. Jin Wushu frowned and shouted to the outside of the account: "Let them in."

Bai Yan led Zhou Tong, Yan Qing and Lin Chong into the tent, covered in blood. The Jin Army soldiers in the tent immediately picked up their weapons and stood in front of Jin Wushu.

Master Li quickly rushed towards Bai Yan and others and asked eagerly: "Master, why are you all here?"

"Come to rescue you." Zhou Tong said straightforwardly.

"How did you get in?" Master Li asked in disbelief.

"The ones who came in." Yan Qing was holding this simple knife in his hand. It was covered with blood stains. He didn't know how many people he had killed.

"Then how do you get out?" Master Li asked anxiously when he saw that they were the only ones.

"Kill out again." Lin Chong shook the big gun in his hand and said.

Jin Wushu separated the commander of the Zhongjin Army in front of him, looked at Li Shishi, clapped his hands like a cattail leaf fan, and said with a smile: "Miss Shishi is so brave, she just offered me these few small fish and shrimps."

A song about House of Flying Daggers?"

Bai Yan estimated the distance between himself and Jin Wushu, as well as the more than twenty Jin Army commanders around him. With his petrified skin and wolverine claws, there should be a chance of a successful assassination. But he looked at Li Shishi next to him.

, and Zhou Tong and others, they resisted their impulse. They had no choice but to lead everyone away after successfully assassinating Jin Wushu, so they were ready to act according to the opportunity.

The noise outside was getting louder and louder, and from the sound of footsteps, it could be heard that a large number of Jin troops had already surrounded the camp.

"Wanyan Zongbi, I heard that the Jin army is less than ten thousand and is invincible. Do you dare to fight?" Bai Yan stepped forward and shouted loudly to Jin Wushu at the other end of the tent.

"How bold, how dare you call the king by his name?" All the Jin army commanders picked up their weapons and wanted to cut Bai Yan into pieces.

"Boy, you are a good man who broke into my camp. Please tell me your name." Jin Wushu sat down and asked with a carefree attitude.

"I, Bai Yan, Han Chinese, descendant of Yan and Huang." Bai Yan replied simply.

"Immortal, it's Immortal Bai Yan. Immortal, help me, help me." Zhao Ji burst into tears and runny nose. He wanted to pounce on him, but was kicked back by Jin Wushu.

"Chief Immortal, hahahaha, here comes another liar. If it hadn't been for this old guy, we wouldn't have been able to enter Bianjing City." Jin Wushu laughed loudly and slipped an old man out from under the table. He flicked it as if he was rolling to the ground.

He looked like a gourd, and when he raised his face, there were tears and runny nose, and bruises and bruises all over his face. It was none other than the Taoist priest Guo Jing, and he still had a bit of the Taoist spirit.

"I am not an immortal, I am a liar. But I am still a citizen of the Song Dynasty, and I hope that the immortal will save me. I can't bear the beatings they made, so I beg the immortal to save me. I have money, I have a lot of money, and I will give it to the immortal."

"Guo Jing, who was like a gourd rolling on the ground, seemed to see a life-saving straw when he saw Bai Yan. He kowtowed and cried for help.

Jin Wushu smiled unscrupulously, threw the woman in his arms to the side, then stood up, looked around the surrounding Jin army commanders, and then shouted: "It's ridiculous, you actually dare to ask me, do you dare to ask me?

Fight. I, Dajin, rise up among the white mountains and black waters. I fight against people and heaven. I will give you a chance. In the battle of life and death, if you can defeat a few of my Dajin warriors, I will let you go back and let me

Let’s see if there are still men in Song Dynasty.”

"Okay, since the warriors of Dajin are unparalleled in the world, I also have men in the Song Dynasty who are willing to give it a try. I hope the king will keep his promise." Bai Yan responded. Since he can win by betting, Bai Yan is not willing to take the risk.

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Soon, everyone left the camp and arrived at the open space at the door. There was a wooden arena at the door, which was used for daily military exercises by the Jin Army. The surrounding area was now filled with Jin Army soldiers, holding torches, illuminating the entire arena.

At this moment, Jin Wushu was sitting on a high platform, surrounded by powerful Jin army commanders. All the Song women, including the young man, Zhao Ji, Guo Jing, and the noble hostages of the Song Dynasty, etc., all rushed together.

Jin Wushu shouted to the commanders in the audience: "Boshu Muke, you are on duty today, and you actually let Song Gou sneak in. You go to the first scene first. This shame can only be washed away by blood."

Bishu is the name of the Jin people, and Mouke is the Jin people's troop organization, which is roughly equivalent to a battalion commander.

Under the stage, a strong Jin Army commander came out. There was a scar on his face from his forehead to his mouth. He could tell that he was a battle-hardened general. He came out and threw a fist at Jin Wushu. His face was like an earthworm-like knife.

Scar couldn't help but tremble: "Your Majesty, please don't worry, the general will definitely chop off Song Gou's head."

Bo Shumouke was the first to jump onto the ring, took out an Iron Bone Flower, and looked at Bai Yan and others provocatively, waiting for Bai Yan and others' response.

"In the first battle, let me fight. My martial arts skills are the lowest. If I die, I hope you will save Miss Shishi." Yan Qing said, cupping his fists at Bai Yan.

Bai Yan nodded: "Don't worry, it's really important to save your life."

In fact, Bai Yan still has some confidence in Yan Qing. Yan Qing's martial arts is actually top-notch.