The two of them passed by, and they were about to part with each other. The air was squeezed and made a slight sound.

"Swish!"

Ma Chao ran out, Xu Chu turned around and took the opportunity to fight again. However, Ma Chao failed to stop in time. The horse rushed to the opposite square formation, almost hitting the soldiers in the array before stopping. The soldiers of the personal guard camp did not move, but showed unconcealed contempt on their faces.

Ma Chao failed to hold his mount and turn around in time. According to the default rules, this was already a defeat. If Xu Chu caught up, he might not even have a chance to turn around, let alone accelerate, and he had only one dead end. He was just pretending to be cool, but now he hasn't been able to hold on for a single round, as if he had lost his soul. He was obviously not a match for Xu Duwei.

Ma Chao did not notice the expression on the soldier's face at all. He looked at his intact left hand, not knowing what was going on. With his experience in fighting with others, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured. At least he would leave obvious marks on his arm armor. But now there is nothing, just like he had a dream just now, but the dream was so real, and every detail was so clear.

Ma Chao turned around and looked at Xu Chu.

Xu Chu nodded to him and signaled him to come again.

Ma Chao understood suddenly, and Xu Chu let him go. He immediately remembered Sun Ce's words. "If you hurt him, you will win." At this moment, every word was so clear, as if Sun Ce had just said it in his ear, and even Sun Ce's expression was vivid in his mind. Ma Chao was glad and felt deeply humiliated. I admit that I was not his opponent and could not defeat him, but I couldn't even hurt him?

Even if I was seriously injured, I would still hurt Xu Chu and let Sun Ce admit defeat.

The blood surged up again. Ma Chao turned his horse's head, accelerated again, and rushed towards Xu Chu.

On the stage, Sun Ce was condescending, seeing Ma Chao's disobedience clearly, and he felt relieved.

Xu Chu is in excellent condition at the moment. After several months of intensive training, his martial arts are more sophisticated than he did in his original historical trajectory. He is also just in his twenties and under thirty, which is the peak moment of the best physical fitness in his life. Ma Chao has just become an adult and has not had enough experience in fighting with others. He is more immature than when he was in the Battle of Tongguan. There may be no problem with fighting with ordinary people. When he meets a top expert like Xu Chu, he can only lose his grudge.

Ma Chao is known for his bravery, but he is not a fearless brave man. He will be afraid when he meets a real master. Twenty years later, in the Battle of Tongguan in history, he was thirty-six years old, and in his prime, but Xu Chu was already over forty years old. He had passed the best physical fitness moment. He was still afraid that Xu Chu would not dare to attack, let alone now. Judging from the performance of both sides after the round just now, I am afraid that he would be afraid. Unless Xu Chu himself makes mistakes in the next battle, Ma Chao would not have any chance at all.

However, Xu Chu rarely makes mistakes in his personality.

Sun Ce put down Ma Chao and turned to look at Yan Xing. Yan Xing was watching the battle. When he felt Sun Ce's eyes, he quickly withdrew his gaze and bowed to Sun Ce. Sun Ce waved his hand and smiled and said, "Okay, OK, there are all young people here, and you and Mr. Yang are different from Mr. Yang. Neither have read any books. There is no need to pay attention to those red tape. Mr. Yang, if you don't want to read it, go to Zhang Zigang to talk about literature and art."

Yang Xiu shook his head and refused to leave. "I can't miss such a rare duel even if I am a scholar."

"Okay, how about you write a fu or a poem later?"

Yang Xiu glanced at Sun Ce. "I have no problem writing poetry. I am willing to write an article?"

Sun Ce laughed. "Okay, don't squeeze me. What poems should I write? Don't laugh off your big teeth, come to settle the score with me."

Seeing that he was talking interesting, Yang Xiu couldn't help laughing. "That's not necessarily the song "Tongguan" is good, although it's a bit rough."

"You still know this?"

"There are many people singing in Wancheng, how can I not know?" Yang Xiu patted the railings, and wanted to speak but stopped. After a while, he sighed: "It is rare for the general to have a worry about the world. When the swords and weapons are together, the people will suffer. Can the general bear to see it?"

"I can't bear it." Sun Ce did not hesitate. "If Mr. Yang had a way to achieve peace in the world without fighting, I would like to listen carefully."

"Although the emperor is young, he has the resources of a wise ruler. Xun Wenruo has the talent of Wang Zuo, and his father cannot be compared with Xun Wenruo, he also has loyalty. The scholar Sun Junrong and Zhou Jiamou are all wise men, ministers of the bones, and famous generals of Huangfu Yizhen for a lifetime. If there are generals and fathers and sons to help, the world can achieve peace..."

Sun Ce interrupted, "I don't care. The question is what Yuan Shao should do? Can the court settle him?"

"Yuan Shao..." Yang Xiu smacked his lips and hesitated for a moment. "If everyone in the world yearns for peace, how could Yuan Shao stay out of the matter and seek chaos? He has to be an enemy of the people in the world, he has to destroy himself."

Sun Ce nodded. "If this is the case, then of course it's best. Then ask the court to issue an edict to Yuan Shao. If he is willing to accept the edict and bring peace to the whole country, I will not ask for it."

"really?"

"Of course it's true." Sun Ce pointed solemnly. "I will also become an official in the court and compete with Xun Wenruo for power. He steals his troops from Nanyang and steals my name, how can I tolerate him?"

Yang Xiu was amused and crying, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. At least Sun Ce was not as determined as he thought. If the court had a way to subdue Yuan Shao, Sun Ce might be able to become an official in the court. He did not take up Sun Ce's topic and turned his attention to Xu Chu and Ma Chao who were competing.

In a moment, the situation in the field changed. Ma Chao rode his horse again and again, stabbing with all his strength, his hooves were like thunder, and the smoke and dust were rising, and his momentum was amazing, but he could never hurt Xu Chu. Xu Chu's stout body was as strong as a mountain with agility that ordinary people could imagine. He avoided Ma Chao's attacks in a while, and the amplitude was not large. It was so wonderful that it was both frightened and applauded. The soldiers watching the battle were applauding, and even Pang De and others were blinded.

But Ma Chao's situation was very bad. Even if Yang Xiu was not good at martial arts, he knew that Ma Chao was at the end of his strength. After more than a dozen rounds, he had not yet gained an advantage, which means that he was no match for Xu Chu at all, but he attacked again and again in vain, obviously, it was difficult to get a tiger and turned into fighting spirit. The young man relied on his blood and courage, and his strength was far less than Xu Chu's long-term strength. It was good to fight quickly. The longer the time was delayed, the more unfavorable it was for him. In the end, he might not need Xu Chu to take action, and he would be exhausted.

That would be even more embarrassing than being defeated by Xu Chu.

Yang Xiu inexplicably remembered the humiliation of the geisha in the morning, and his face suddenly turned red. He gritted his teeth, and turned around and bowed to Sun Cegong. "General, General Ma and Wei Xu are not a match, so why not stop here. The general is busy with military affairs and receives the edict, so it is easier to do the business."
Chapter completed!