Zhang Shijie, the last military commander in the history of the Southern Song Dynasty, was able to deal with the Mongol Yuan for many years, gain the trust of the ruler and minister of the Southern Song Dynasty as a northerner, and control the last capital of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses. Regardless of the right and wrong of the person, his courage must be extraordinary. When Zhao Lie discovered the trap, he responded decisively and quickly, and only led a small number of guards to break into the camp to capture the generals. First, he was suppressed by the official status, and then set up a decisive and killing chess move by his personal general Zhang Xiong. Unless Zhao Lie did not allow him to enter the military camp, or both sides took him down as soon as they met, he would undoubtedly win in this game. Because he was as Ma Nanchun said, he mastered the "power".

Can Zhao Lie not let him enter the military camp? Of course not. Do you dare to take him off after meeting him? Of course it is impossible. Unless Zhao Lie is determined to rebel - even if he really dares to do this, there is no time to do it. Rebellion always requires a lot of time to prepare. Even if the Dragon Que Army is Zhao Lie's private army, it is not something that can be done in a short time to straighten out the thoughts of the soldiers and make various arrangements. Therefore, Zhao Lie must follow his layout.

But I never expected that his killing chess actually had a problem. The "slave" that could have been able to determine the world with one stroke turned into a piece of scrap metal.

The great situation was ruined by a son. In response, Zhang Shijie could only sigh: "Time is the same as life."

The gunshot alarmed the martial arts team and guards outside the tent. Both sides were immediately nervous and fought with the commander of both sides. However, at such a close distance, a cold weapon army fought with a semi-automatic weapon army, and with a knee, I could tell what the result would be.

Facing Zhao Lie's black muzzle, the only thing Zhang Ba could do with bare hands was to block Zhang Shijie's face with a ferocious look: "If you want to kill Jieshuai, you must kill me first!"

Zhao Lie pointed at the two of them steadily, slowly opened the hammer with his thumb, and stared at Zhang Shijie coldly.

Zhang Shijie held the scabbard and raised it little by little. An angry flame burned in his eyes, as if he was about to draw his sword and leapt up in the next moment, and then thunderous attack.

Zhao Lie tightly squeezed his lips, his eyes getting colder and more murderous aura...

When the atmosphere in the tent dropped to freezing point, Zhang Shijie's hand holding the sword suddenly moved - not to draw the sword, but to throw it on the ground with the sheath and the sword.

"You won." After Zhang Shijie said this, he let out a long sigh, his face full of fatigue, as if he had aged ten years old.

Zhao Lie, Jiang Fenglie, and Ouyang Guanhou also breathed a sigh of relief, and they all felt a sense of strength after wading through mountains and rivers.

Zhang Ba said in a daze: "Jings handsome!"

Zhang Shijie raised his hand to stop and sighed dejectedly: "Zhang Ba, there is no need to say much. I will order the guards to put down their swords and guns and not make unnecessary sacrifices."

Zhang Ba faced Zhao Lie's lustful gun, and looked at Zhang Xiong's tragic death. His lips trembled for a long time, and only one word broke out: "Yes." He pulled out the curtain with heavy steps, and then his hoarse voice came from outside the tent, "It's all for me to stop and throw away the weapons! Whoever doesn't throw away the weapons will be sincerely killing Jieshuai!"

Zhang Shijie closed his eyes in pain as he heard the sound of weapons outside the tent falling to the ground. After a while, he suddenly opened it and said to Zhao Lie: "Believe it or not, I did not order Zhang Xiong to shoot unless you want to fight to the death."

Zhao Lie nodded: "I believe. If you kill me, it will be difficult for you to clean up this mess. Just like if I kill you, it will be difficult for you to clean up the beginning and end."

"What do you want to deal with me?"

Zhao Lie said lightly: "You should ask, how do I deal with this Xingchao."

Zhang Shijie's eyes were dumbfounded, and his hair was slapped and his hair was hedgehog: "Zhao Mengbei, don't forget that you are a royal family, and don't do things that make your relatives feel happy!"

Zhao Lie said coldly: "You remember now that I am a royal family? What have you been doing long ago? Well, have you gone to treat a little broken child?"

"you……"

Zhao Lie was aggressive: "You only remember who Zhao is when you became a prisoner. I am afraid that some people in that court will forget this and need me to use a gun to remind them."

Zhang Shijie gasped, his body trembled, his expression changed, his teeth were grinding, and his whole body was on the verge of storm. But after a while, he suddenly calmed down, as if he was not the one who was angry before. His eyes looked at Zhao Lie with a hint of absoluteness: "Okay! It's worthy of being the Queen of Xiu. In this chaotic world, it's much better for you to clean up than a child. As long as you don't kill randomly and open your mouth, I'm willing to do my best to cooperate."

"One word is determined!" Zhao Lie finally breathed a sigh of relief. With Zhang Shijie's cooperation, the endgame can be settled. At the moment, it is best not to use violence if you can avoid violence. Xingchao only breaths left, and he really can't stand the tossing.

Hopefully, this is the last toss.

Looking at Zhang Shijie's back as he was taken out, Zhao Lie inserted the gun back into the holster and found that the gun handle was full of sweat. It has to be said that he is still quite different from this person who has been in the officialdom and has been in the military camp for many years and is like a hob. If it weren't for Zhang Xiong's pistol that he got, he would have lost this time.

After all, Zhao Lie is a 22-year-old young man. It has only been a year since he was involved in the bloody end of the Southern Song Dynasty. Fighting can make military experience soar, but it cannot make political value increase. He still needs more time to grow.

Zhao Lie slowly bent down and picked up the imitation May 4 pistol that allowed him to turn the tables, and looked at the number on the sleeve: Twenty-seven.

The imitation of the May 4th pistol was not issued much. Except for a few senior generals who could be equipped with it, only the martial arts team could hold it. Zhao Lie's mind turned around and blurted out: "Ah Chen!"

That's right, this is Chen Azai's pistol who asked for leave.

How could Chen Azai's pistol come into Zhang Xiong's hands? Could it be...

Zhao Lie looked gloomy and checked the gun in his hand. After checking, he realized that the reason why Zhang Xiong could not fire the bullet was not because he was stuck, nor because of the smelly bullet, nor because there was no bullet, but because he didn't open the insurance!

The Type 54 pistol is a single-action type of safety, that is, when the hammer is closed, even if the bullet is loaded, it cannot be fired. If you want to remove the safety, you can only fire the fire by pulling the hammer back to the firing position.

According to the "Gull Management Regulations" formulated by Zhao Lie, in non-combat cases, both pistols and hunting rifles must be insured to prevent fire. Zhang Xiong obtained this pistol and could not try it, but he would never dare to use it because there were not many bullets. Obviously, after the trial, the insurance was closed without any trace. Zhang Xiong, who had just obtained the pistol and knew nothing about the performance of the semi-automatic weapon, was ignorant of it, and thought that he had a killer weapon and wanted to kill Zhao Lie with one shot. As a result, he was snatched...

There is only one possibility that such a situation is that Chen Azai concealed Zhang Xiong and played a trick here, which made Zhang Xiong fall into a big fight. In this way, at least this gun was not offered by Chen Azai voluntarily.

Fortunately, if the martial arts team has traitors, then his training will be too failure.

Zhao Lie only checked the pistol and guessed the truth of the matter to a total of eight, without losing his true nature. Two or three points left, it was actually not captured by Chen Azai, but Yang Liangjie, the old fox, who was lured and captured, and the pistol was also given by Yang Liangjie... These are not something Zhao Lie can guess.

While Zhao Lie was thinking, the curtain was lifted up, and Jiang Fenglie, Ouyang Guanhou, Ma Nanchun, Long Feiyi, Ding Xiaoyao, Chen Pingbo, Chang Tai, Wan Zhong and other generals rushed in.

Everyone's eyes were eagerly staring at Zhao Lie, waiting for him to say those two words - the situation is here, and there is only that path to go.

Zhao Lie's eyes swept across the faces of the generals one by one. The faces of both the prime and the teenagers were all uncontrollable. They were about to do a grand event.

“All ready?”

"Yes!" The generals roared together, venting all the excitement, excitement, and a hint of uneasiness through this roar.

"Okay." Zhao Lie took a deep breath, his face turned slightly red, his eyes shining, and his tone was extremely calm, "Then, start to advise him!"
Chapter completed!