Fuchai sighed a long sigh and said, "You said so much, are you trying to help me? You must know that I will have nothing soon. If you think about it, you will have no value if you want to use me."

At least half of these words came from the heart. Fuchai really wanted to ask for help from Li Zhichang, although Li Zhichang gave him a great insult before.

Li Zhi often said, "I can indeed help you, but you have to promise me one thing, which is also my purpose."

Fuchai received Li Zhichang's promise and breathed a little anxiously, but he still asked in an extremely stable tone, "What's the matter?"

When a person reaches despair, he only needs a little hope to make him confused. Fuchai's current performance reflects his already desperate mood.

Li Zhichang's expression was extremely indifferent. Fuchai was too anxious and completely ignored this point. Shengxie Jian calmed down when Li Zhichang came in, silent and silent, as if quiet.

He slowly said, "Goujian hates you to the core. If I take your head to see him, he will definitely meet me. No matter who it is, as long as it is within ten feet of my feet, I will kill him without any effort. You should understand this."

Fuchai showed a tangled expression. What Li Zhi often said was naturally true, but he not only wanted to defeat the Vietnamese army, but also wanted to live. But Li Zhichang only gave him two choices, he died, or he and Goujian died, two choices.

Fu Chai said, "Is there no other way?"

Li Zhichang smiled faintly and said, "Of course there are other ways, but I will only give you this one way. I will count to one, two, and three. If you don't agree, I will leave."

Li Zhichang did not count one, two, and three, but directly said "three".

He turned around and was about to leave, and Zheng Dan's scream came out, and then she covered her mouth.

Fuchai's proud head fell heavily on the tent, with his eyes wide open and his lips as if he was closed. He seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say anything.

The sword of victory was still in Fuchai's hand and the headless corpse stood silently in this tent.

Li Zhichang gently lifted Fuchai's head and sighed, "If you have this decision, I will naturally not let you down."

The way of heaven is selfless, the way of heaven has no relatives, and the way of heaven has no self.

Li Zhichang naturally would not help Fuchai in vain, so he had to pay his life.

Although Fuchai was over fifty years old, he was still a little bloody and could not hesitate. When Li Zhichang counted, he immediately cut off his head.

Zheng Dan collapsed on the ground, Li Zhichang turned a blind eye to her, and left with Fuchai's head.

When he entered the Fuchai tent, he had already used the Beidou to be the gods, and the guards outside the tent had already fallen asleep.

But he seemed to turn into a breeze, and unknowingly he left the Wu army camp and headed straight to the Yue army camp at the foot of Yuhang Mountain.

Goujian was both happy and regretful when he heard that Li Zhichang came with Fu Chai's head, because after all, he could not kill Fu Chai with his own hands. He knew Li Zhichang because Fan Li told him.

If the Vietnamese army gets Ah Qing's fur, they will be invincible in swordsmanship. Therefore, Li Zhichang, who is also skilled in swordsmanship, may have this ability, which greatly increases the combat power of other countries' armies.

For such people, Goujian naturally cannot leave them to serve other countries, and Yueguo does not need him. Therefore, once the authenticity of Fuchai's head is confirmed, it is time for Goujian to kill Li Zhichang.

At dawn in the east, Goujian summoned good ministers and generals, and he was on the throne.

If you remove the head of your hand, Li Zhichang's appearance is naturally very good. Goujian also thought that he was a character, but it's a pity that he was wrong.

After the Yue Kingdom defeated Wu Kingdom, it was naturally the Northern War. The Yue army had Fan Li, Zhong, and Wu, who had swordsmen with the shadow of A Qing's sword technique. It can only be said that the soldiers pointed to the point of the attack and were invincible in the battle. The previous defeat of the Wu army is the best example.

Fan Li smiled and said, "Brother Li is safe, his style is the same as before."

Li Zhichang smiled and said, "Brother Fan seems to have a hidden worry between his eyebrows. I think he may not be so happy during this period."

Fan Li's expression turned dark and he stopped talking.

Zhongdao said, "Mr. Li has avenged my king and is grateful for it after overcoming it. However, whether the head of the King of Wu is true or false, it still needs to be verified."

Li Zhichang smiled slightly and said, "It's impossible."

Fuchai's head was held by a golden plate and presented to him.

Gou Jian looked at Fuchai's head and laughed loudly, "You have today too. I want to feed your head to the dog."

Fuchai's head suddenly opened his eyes and glared at Goujian, making Goujian feel scared.

Goujian pulled out his long sword and slashed at Fuchai's head. A spark burst out, but Fuchai's head was not damaged at all.

Goujian was shocked.

Li Zhichang said, "It's okay, this is because Fuchai was extremely resentful before his death. Put it in boiling water and cook it until it is done."

Gou Jian was frightened by Fuchai's head, and Li Zhichang's voice contained a special rhythm that made him agree involuntarily.

The boiling boiling water kept churning in the bronze cauldron, and there was no trace of Fuchai's head being cooked.

Goujian couldn't help but feel anxious.

Li Zhichang saw his thoughts and then said, "Your King Yue needs to go to the side of the bronze tripod and suppress it with your royal aura."

Fan Li suddenly felt something was wrong. Goujian had already seen a flash of white light, and Goujian's head also rolled into boiling water, and sank into it with Fuchai's head. In less than a moment, the flesh on both heads and faces were boiled.

Fan Li and Zhong were both shocked, but they didn't expect that Li Zhichang would be so bold to kill Goujian in person.

The soldiers surrounded Li Zhichang, their eyes bulged and swollen, as if they were about to spew out flames.

Shi Jian, the son of the late general Shi Mai of Yue Kingdom, was also the guard commander of Goujian. He drew the sword against Li Zhichang. He was not bad at talent and had the deepest understanding of the shadow of A Qing's Divine Sword. Therefore, the exquisite sword drawing has already vaguely the style of a first-class swordsman.

However, for a master like Li Zhichang, who is of heaven and man, it is like a breeze blowing across the hills, without any effect. The sword moves one foot in front of Li Zhichang and disintegrates on its own.

At the same time, Li Zhichang gently cut off his head, and then sent it into boiling boiling water.

Then Li Zhichangren's sword merged into one and turned into a sword light. He could only hear crackling sounds, and a long string of gold and iron clashing sounds, like a dragon, endlessly.

In an instant, Li Zhichang broke out of the Vietnamese camp, and at least thousands of Vietnamese soldiers were approaching him, but no one stopped him slightly.

Fan Li and Zhong took out the head of the bronze tripod. The three heads were difficult to identify, and they could only be buried in one place, which was the tomb of the Three Kings in later generations.

Li Zhichang assassinated King Goujian of Yue, and his reputation spread to the world. All countries were wary of fear and made an oath to attack him together. (To be continued.)

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