Chapter 291 The painting style is not quite right! How could such a brave guy be the crown prince of the Song Dynasty?

Author: steam train

Chapter 291 The painting style is not quite right! How could such a brave guy be the crown prince of the Song Dynasty?——

Cheng Mo was silent,

Zhao Zhen was silent,

Wen Yanbo, Han Qi, Fu Bi, Tianwu, Pengri, and thousands of forbidden soldiers were silent. They all forgot one thing... that is... Although Zhao Shi is not as mature as a young man, he is definitely an old man.

Huo was reborn, and he still had passion in his heart.

Come and fight.

but,

The matter has come to this,

Not to mention that going out would offend Wen Yanbo, Cheng Mo, Taizu, Taizong and many others. Even Zhao Shi, the fiery prince, might not have any favorable impressions. However, they were originally bystanders, but now they are being bullied.

came in, so although there were more Japanese troops and Tianwu troops coming out, most of them would glare at Cheng Mo fiercely, almost murderously.

Cheng Mo's face was as dark as water,

The Imperial City Division cannot lose,

Then, he bowed to Zhao Shi and said, "Your Highness, please forgive me. It's fine if we don't go out. If we do, we will definitely respond to the enemy with our strongest combat power. We can't afford to lose."

"That's just right..."

Wow

Zhao Shi poked out a long knife from his ear. When Zhao Shi came over, Zhou Tong's face was already flushed with excitement. This scene was so in line with his emotions as a passionate young man in the second grade of middle school. At this time, he naturally couldn't restrain himself.

He roared angrily: "Just let the people of the world take a look and see if there are any cowards under your command."

embarrassed,

Although Zhao Shi was about the same age as Zhou Tong, he still felt his toes slam into the soles of his feet, but...

You have to admit,

Warmth is like fear, it's... contagious.

Not only the people behind Zhao Shi, as soon as Zhao Shi came over, they wished they could die in today's battle, but even...

click

Di Qing twisted his neck unnaturally. He listened to Zhao Shi's words very much. Zhao Shi asked him to do it no matter what in the court, so he did it obediently and let the wind and rain blow him.

I won't take any action, but today...maybe...it's my father-in-law's turn to appear, but...

snap

Just when Di Qing was about to step forward, behind Di Qing, a hand suddenly stretched out and pressed Di Qing's shoulder: "You are the Privy Councilor, and you are still young, so just give this opportunity to me, an old man.

!”

Say it!

Someone walked out from behind Di Qing and walked straight to the field, towards Zhao Shi. Zhao Shi was stunned: "Old General Yang?"

Yang Wenguang,

Yang Wenguang is fifty-seven years old this year, but he has a straight back. Just a few months ago, he was still the most trusted person close to the emperor, and he was the most trusted person of the emperor. But then...

Bang

Yang Wenguang almost mercilessly stepped on Yang Chuan who was still lying on the ground. He ignored Yang Chuan's screams and just stared at Zhao Shi in the distance. He hesitated for a moment, then slowly knelt down and said: "Yang Chuan

Yang Wenguang, the third generation general of the family, came here to plead guilty and also invite His Highness..."

Whoosh

click

It's a pity,

Zhao Shi did not give him this chance. Without waiting for him to kneel down, he threw the golden-backed machete in his hand over and said neatly: "Yang Wenguang, return to the team."

Yang Wenguang shuddered,

It's not because of Zhao Shi's crispness, nor because he was so excited when he returned to the team, but... Youyou looked at the golden-backed machete in front of him, and his highness actually took into account the reputation of his family in this situation...

reputation?

yes,

If in private, Man said he knelt down, Yang Wenguang would kowtow to Zhao Shi, and Zhao Shi's identity could bear it. But now, in full view of the public, if Yang Wenguang really apologized, then Zhao Shi would forgive him.

, then it is inevitable that countless people will ask, why does he want to plead guilty? Then it is discovered that he is doing something that the prince does not like, which will naturally damage the reputation of the Yang family general. In fact, Yang Wenguang has not come to visit for a long time.

I apologize for this reason.

His own reputation was worthless, but he had to worry about the reputation of the Yang family, the reputation that his grandfather, father, uncles and uncles had worked so hard to earn back, if it hadn't been for the disciple whom he almost strangled to death who had turned away Zhao Shi.

Otherwise, he would not try his best to damage the reputation of the generals of the Yang family today...

but,

Zhao Shi noticed it and responded.

hehe,

After living for more than fifty years, he was no longer as good as a child. Yang Wenguang suddenly smiled with relief, and then firmly held the knife, and let me... fight for His Highness in this life.

Zhao Shi didn't know that he had touched the heart of an old man again. He simply felt that no matter what Yang Wenguang had done, if he was willing to appear today, Zhao Shi could not let him kneel down and admit his mistake in front of so many people.

It was okay to kneel down, but there was no need to admit his mistake. Zhao Shi was still staring at the more and more numerous and more powerful troops on the opposite side.

"Can you win?"

even,

The two mothers couldn't help but look slightly pale. Zhao Shi pursed his lips hard. He didn't know, but... he couldn't lose. If he couldn't lose, he just...: "I can win."

When Yang Wenguang walked over with a knife, he happened to hear Zhao Shi's two decisive words and was slightly surprised...

really surprised,

It's not that there is anything special about these two words, but that to be able to say these two words so firmly in such a situation, at least I couldn't do it when I was seventeen or eighteen years old. Don't look at it.

When he was seventeen or eighteen years old, he fought bloody battles with the Xixia people, but he was more of a gangster than a leader like Zhao Shi, and... Zhao Shi had faint beads of sweat on the back of his head, but he was not just promoted.

morale.

After saying that I can win,

Zhao Shi continued: "This is not that I encourage everyone regardless of their merits, but that we can really win for three reasons. One is unity. Although we have only trained for more than half a month, we have not yet completely formed an iron-clad team.

We are a collective, but we are all agents of the Kaifeng government office, but the other party is...a piece of loose sand."

at the beginning,

Everyone felt that although Zhao Shi said no, he should be encouraging morale. Moreover, as long as Zhao Shi did not have a nervous breakdown, they would indeed be encouraged by Zhao Shi. However, when they looked up at the opposite side, they were shocked.

Tremble...

real,

Your Highness seems to have some talent in leading troops in battle!

even,

Even Yang Wenguang couldn't help but glance at Zhao Shi's side face again. Zhao Shi had an aura that was like a mountain falling before him but his expression remained unchanged. This aura was a great advantage when leading troops in battle, but he originally thought

This kind of magnanimity is just common, but I never thought that... at this time, the opponent was not only a pile of loose sand, but also about to start a fight.

"two,"

Zhao Shi was not distracted at all. Even though his body was slowly dripping with sweat, his eyes were still staring at the opposite side: "Legitimacy, don't underestimate this. We use the weak to attack the strong, and they use the strong to bully the weak.

This alone is enough to reduce 90% of their strength to less than 30%."

call

Yang Chuan, who walked back silently, and Cheng Ping, who had also joined the team at some point, breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Zhao Shi's words were like a tonic, making them even more excited as their momentum increased.

, is hope, not failure, not fear...

"at last……"

Zhao Shimeng's hands grasped the handle of another golden-backed machete. The palm of his hand was sticky and uncomfortable, but: "We have a magical weapon, use me as a sharp knife, kill!"

Many years later,

Zhao Shi once recalled this experience. Even he had to sigh: "How dare I!"

Back to the present...

boom

Zhao Zhen stood up almost immediately. Although he knew that almost no one dared to hurt Zhao Shi, Swordsman Wuyan, in order to deal with the golden-backed machete of Zhao Shi's group, Huangcheng Division, Pengri, and Tianwu's group also
To be continued...