After saying that, Niu Lu raised his head and drank the big bowl of wine.
"Good!"
"Good warrior!"
The other Mongolian generals cheered.
Niu Lu was equivalent to a centurion, while Ao Bai was the commander of the guards. There was a huge disparity in their status.
However, this Niu Lu was very careless, shouting at Ao Bai without a care in the world. The Mongolian generals also took the opportunity to make a ruckus.
To say that the Qing Dynasty was able to conquer such a huge world, there was still the word unity.
Behind Todor, a 20-year-old guard stood up and said angrily,"
"How can you, a little badass, be worthy of inviting the adults of our Qing Dynasty to drink! Come! I'll drink with you!"
After saying that, the guard picked up a wine jar, tore open the seal, and gulped it down.
This jar of wine was at least four catties if not six catties. The guard drank it all in one go, causing the Mongolian generals to widen their eyes in shock.
After the guard finished drinking, he threw the wine jar at Niu Lu's feet.
"Crash!" The wine jar was smashed into pieces, but no wine spilled out.
"You!"
Niu Lu wanted to flare up, but this jar of wine made him not dare to say another word. The other Mongolian generals also stopped talking.
You want to say that? Alright, let's finish the wine first.
Seeing that the guard was swaying, Ao Bai ordered,"Quickly help Little General Yue Le to sit down.
He drank so much wine all at once. Haha, I wonder if Mongolia has such a warrior!”
His words were filled with provocation.
Niu Lu's face darkened as he picked up a jar of wine and gulped it down.
Halfway through drinking, Niu Lu really couldn't hold on any longer. With a wail, he spat out the wine.
He fell to the ground and stopped moving.
"Useless thing! Take him down!" A Mongolian soldier said.
After the people were dismissed, that Jia La said,"Drinking wine can't break the city. I wonder how the warriors under General Oboi are? Can you show me?"
Oboi took a sip of wine and said calmly,"General, how do you show it? What's the prize?"
"If you win, the Mongolian soldiers will be at your disposal for this siege.”
This guy was very smart. In principle, these few thousand Mongolian soldiers had to listen to Oboi's orders.
However, in this battle, who could say for sure that he would be on call?
Therefore, it was not embarrassing for Mongolia to lose. At most, they could provide more cooperation on the battlefield. If he won…
"Good! If you win, the thousands of Qing soldiers will be under your command!”
"Good!"
Oboi drew his knife and cut open the palm of his left hand.
This was a blood alliance. The Mongolian soldiers did not expect Ao Bai to be so ruthless and not leave any way out for them.
But he had already said that, and Oboi had cut his hand. If he didn't cut his hand now, he was afraid that Oboi's knife would come at him.
Jia La also cut open his right palm, stepped forward, and high-fived Ao Bai, as if he had made an oath.
"Deal!"
"Deal!"
The two of them laughed as if they thought they were the winners.
"What do you Mongolians want to compete in?"
"Then let's compete in archery? Haha, wrestling is bullying!”
The Jurchen and Mongolian tribes were both good at riding and archery, while the Mongolian tribes were very proud of their wrestling skills.
"Haha, why is this Lord Jia La speaking like this? Let's compete in wrestling.”
"You said it yourself!"
Jia La seemed to have seized a weakness in Oboi and was trying to force him into a corner.
Ao Bai smiled and said,"How about we decide the winner in one game?"”
After Jia La agreed, he whispered a few words to the person beside him and continued,"This place is too small. Let's go outside.”
When they arrived outside the tent, they saw a two-meter-tall, mighty Mongolian man standing in an open area with bare arms and empty hands.
"Commander Ao Bai, this is our Mongolia's wrestling king, Barter. How is it?”
Ao Bai laughed and said,"Haha, what a good Barter. Today, I'll meet him!"”
With that, Oboi took off his upper body.
In terms of height, Oboi was also a two-meter tall man in the imperial system.
He was tall and majestic, and he was talented in divine power. Among the generals of the Qing Dynasty, he was invincible.
Before, Ao Bai had always been wearing armor. Today, he was topless. Under the sunlight, Ao Bai's strong muscles shone with a touch of gorgeous color.
After taking off his clothes, everyone realized that Ao Bai was much thicker than Barter.
Oboi's body was covered with scars, big and small. It was hard to imagine what Ao Bai had experienced on the battlefield.
Barter's arrogant expression turned slightly surprised.
But Ao Bai didn't say much. He shouted and punched.
At that time, wrestling had not yet become a competition. The method used to defeat an opponent was similar to defeating an enemy. There were basically no rules.
Barter was also experienced in martial arts. He took a step to the side, blocked with his left hand, and slapped with his right hand.
This slap was the size of a palm-leaf fan. Not only would it hurt to hit the face, but it would also embarrass the Qing Dynasty.
Oboi lowered his head and dodged, then grabbed Barter's waist and shouted.
"Ah!"
This shout was like a clap of thunder, startling the Mongolian generals behind him.
By the time they calmed down, Barter had already been thrown to the ground by Oboi.
"Good heavens!"
"Oh my god!"
Everyone was shocked, especially the Mongolians. They knew Barter's strength.
It could be said that he was invincible in the grasslands, but today, he was thrown to the ground by Ao Bai.
"Are you convinced?" Oboi asked provocatively, pressing Barter's head to the ground.
"I'm not convinced!" Barter was also stubborn.
"Haha, if you don't accept it, you'll lose. Lord Jia La, do you keep your word?”
Although he was unwilling, if he didn't agree to the blood oath with Ao Bai, how could he raise his head in the future?
"General Oboi is indeed powerful!" said the Mongolian Jia La hurriedly. Alright, let Barter go.”
Ao Bai stood up with a smile. As he stood up, he did not forget to glance at Barter. His eyes revealed a look of disdain, as if to say,
"You're only so-so."
Then, he turned his back to Barter and walked towards the tent.
As the saying goes, a warrior can be killed but not humiliated. Barter was already used to being the victor.
Today, in front of so many people, he was lying on the ground. How was he going to vent his anger?
"Ah!"
He pounced on Ao Bai from behind.
"Be careful!" Tudor shouted in front of him, reminding him. His face was full of nervousness.
But Oboi seemed to have eyes behind his back. He took a step back and punched Barter in the back of his head just as he missed.
"Thump ~"
With a muffled sound, the majestic Barter collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud.
When the people around him wanted to help him up, they realized that he was already dead.
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