"Who wants to go first? If you defeat this general, I'll spare your lives. Don't ask how you were discovered. From the moment we entered our Di Rong territory, we fell into our trap. We have wise men here who are devising plans for us. You two little brats can't outsmart them."
Geshu Kuang dismounted from his horse, brandished his broadsword, and smiled sinisterly.
"If we really defeat you, will we have a sliver of hope?"
Bai Ze now understood that this battle was inevitable, so he squinted and tentatively asked, "They shouldn't have come and trespassed into someone else's territory."
His death is not a big deal, but it has implicated Liu Ji.
“My brother Shu Kuang keeps his word. If you beat me, I won’t kill you. But my brother Shu Kuang is the number one warrior of the nine tribes of the grassland. If you want to beat me, you’re dreaming.”
Geshu brandished the knife in his hand, his eyes filled with endless arrogance and haughtiness.
"Alright, I'll give it to you. We Central Plains people aren't pushovers either. It's not certain who will win or lose!"
Bai Ze smiled and slowly drew his sword, giving Liu Ji a look that signaled him to escape in the chaos.
"readily!"
The warmonger, Ge Shukuang, saw that the kid in front of him had agreed, and without saying a word, he picked up his big knife and started slashing at him.
He hasn't met his match in a long time, and he would be very happy if he could have a good fight.
Therefore, every strike he made was sharp and deadly.
Bai Ze had been training since he was a child in the Bai family, and after being rescued by Cen Xi and taken to Feifeng Mountain, he did not slack off at all.
Geshu Kuang was indeed a skilled fighter, possessing great brute strength and internal energy cultivation. Just as he boasted, he was quite capable.
While fighting, Bai Ze quickly calculated their possible escape routes.
Ultimately, they realized that only by resorting to underhanded tactics could they quickly seize a horse and escape from here.
In the moment when the other party was distracted, he shouted at Liu Ji:
"Fire smoke bombs! Find a weak spot to escape."
After saying that, he crushed a fog bomb himself, made a feint, and ran away.
Liu Ji was also a clever fellow. As soon as Bai Ze finished shouting that sentence, he released all the fog grenades in his arms and then ran away.
pity…
In the end, man proposes, God disposes! Their schemes were far superior. There were more than 10,000 soldiers surrounding the two of them. No matter where they tried to escape, someone would be able to bring them back.
The fog they released had no effect; Geshu Kuang'ai, with a sinister smile, blocked their way.
"Trying to escape? Do you know how many troops we used to capture you? Fifty thousand! A full fifty thousand cavalry. Even if the two of you had three heads and six arms, you probably wouldn't be able to escape."
"Thank you for valuing us so much."
Bai Ze was completely speechless now. They had gone all out, and just as they said, the two of them had no chance of escaping.
"I heard you are a young general who has won many battles. If you didn't have enough, let's have another fight. I'll say it again: if you fight one more time, I'll spare your lives."
When Geshu Kuang fought with this kid earlier, he felt that the kid had some skill and was worthy of being his opponent, so he wanted to continue sparring. He felt uncomfortable all over if he didn't have a good fight today.
“If we don’t fight, you will spare my life. Since you want to take me and Liu Ji hostage, don’t force me to fight you. I’m too lazy to exert myself.”
"Now you are the butcher and we are the fish. You can have whatever you want, whether you want it sour or bland. Don't even think about making this general exert himself. This general is too lazy and doesn't want to move!"
Seeing that he and Liu Ji had no chance of escaping, Bai Ze sat down on the grass and made a mark to warn the rest of the army not to approach the Di Rong tribe.
"Ha, what a scoundrel! Well then, you fight me, and you'll be spared the pain."
Geshu Kuang understood very well that it was impossible to fight Bai Ze anymore, so he turned his attention to Liu Ji.
"Can one avoid physical pain regardless of winning or losing?"
Liu Ji was originally a deserter from Prince Heng's mansion. Now, in this situation, his bad habits have resurfaced. Since he can't escape, he might as well avoid physical suffering.
He didn't have the arrogance that Bai Ze exuded from his bones; he just wanted to live a good life.
"This general keeps his word."
Geshu Kuang placed his large sword beside him and revealed a strange smile.
Bai Ze, who was sitting on the grass haphazardly pulling weeds, understood the man's intention and said to Liu Ji:
"Liu Ji, don't believe anything he says. He just wants to fight someone. Win or lose, you will suffer physical pain because he has no credibility with his enemies."
"What nonsense are you talking about? My brother Shu Kuang is the king of the Di Rong, how could he break his promise? Kid, don't listen to him. I promise you, if you and I fight, no matter who wins or loses, you won't suffer any physical pain. How about it? You have to believe me. Only by believing me can we have hope, right?"
Seeing that Bai Ze had ruined his plans, Ge Shukuang glared at Bai Ze, then turned around and continued to coax Liu Ji into fighting with him with a smile.
"Okay, I'll fight you, but you have to keep your word."
Liu Ji still wanted to find a way to survive, so he reluctantly agreed.
Bai Ze advised Liu Ji that he still harbored illusions, but Liu Ji could only chuckle, shake his head, and continue pulling weeds.
Sure enough, less than half an hour later, Liu Ji was beaten badly by Ge Shu, leaving him bruised and battered, and he kept begging for mercy.
"I have no interest! Tie these two up and send them to our prison. We'll demonstrate every single one of the tortures we've designed to them."
After finishing his rampage, Geshu lost interest and lazily gave some instructions to his attendants.
"You said you wouldn't torture me, regardless of winning or losing. How could you go back on your word?"
Liu Ji endured the pain, his face filled with disbelief.
"Oh, I did say I would spare your life and spare you from physical suffering, but the eighteen great tortures of the Di Rong tribe are something every prisoner should endure. Is there anything wrong with what I said?"
Geshu Kuang blinked innocently and looked at his soldiers, asking.
"The general is right. These are severe punishments, and they have nothing to do with physical pain!"
After he finished speaking, all the soldiers burst into laughter, looking at Liu Ji as if he were a fool.
Bai Ze, who was tied up, glanced at Liu Ji with a smile:
"This is the consequence of your wishful thinking. You got beaten up and then tortured. What's the point?"
"I...I just want to live!"
Liu Ji said unwillingly.
"Everyone wants to live, but you need to use your brain. That guy was obviously messing with you. I warned you, but you still went straight for it. I really can't believe you."
"Besides, we won't die, we still have value, can't you wait until the master arrives before saying anything?"
Bai Ze was speechless. A deserter is always a deserter. No matter how much training they receive, they will never have the arrogance in their bones.
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