The pottery almost burst out laughing.

After all, Li Bai is just a scholar and a poet. Although he is a hero and dares to walk alone with his sword, his courage is indeed commendable, but his physical fitness is really not suitable for going to the battlefield.

"I can't even hold on with a light pat, and I still want to go into battle to kill the enemy. Forget it." Yuchi Gong said sarcastically again.

Li Bai's face turned red, and he quickly straightened his waist and shouted with annoyance: "Okay, you black charcoal head, how dare you look down on me? If you have the ability, give me a sword. Let's compare."

"My mother, you're still excited..." Yuchi Gong also competed with him, rolled up his sleeves and was about to take action.

The Tao merchant who had been watching the fun was reluctant to let Li Bai suffer, so he coughed a few times.

Yuchi Gong was stunned, and then he remembered that the emperor was still there, how dare he not have it?

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?, quickly retreated.

Tao Shang turned his eyes to Li Bai and said in an admirational tone: "Li Bai, you are willing to take the risk to come and defect to me, wanting to serve my Great Wei. I am very pleased with this feeling, but..."

After changing the subject, Tao Shang continued to smile and said, "But serving the country is not just about going to fight to kill the enemy. There are many other options. It depends on everyone's strengths. Let's do this. Li Taibai, I will first assign you to be a minister and stay by my side and offer advice at any time."

Of course, Tao Shang would not be so stupid that he asked Li Bai to go to the battlefield, but wanted to keep him by his side and make greater use of it.

Li Bai's role is far more useful than killing the enemy in battle. His talent for "poetry and thought" was like a timely help, and it was regarded by the pottery merchant as the key to winning this battle.

Although Li Bai felt a little regretful, being promoted by the emperor to a close minister was already a great favor. Li Bai dared to be too arrogant and showed that he was ungrateful.

Li Bai bowed and said gratefully: "I thank Your Majesty for your kindness of meeting. I should be loyal to the country to repay Your Majesty for your kindness."

The Tao merchant comforted him again, and then arranged for him to ask Li Bai to rest.

As soon as Li Bai left, Yuchi Gong murmured, "It's not that I'm too polite. I think this Li Baiwu can't kill the enemy, and his literary style is not as good as Liu Bowen. It seems useless except for his ability to write poetry. Why does Your Majesty value him so much?"

"Then you underestimate this Li Bai. Whether we can decide the world in this battle depends entirely on this Li Bai." A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Tao Shang's mouth.

"Don't you?"

Yuchi Gong was confused on the spot. He couldn't figure out what kind of birds could do that wandering poet was actually regarded as the key to this battle by the emperor.

Just when Yuchi Gong was confused and wanted to ask again, a glimmer of light flashed in front of Tao Shang's eyes, a hint of cold murderous intent flashed across, and he said coldly: "Li Bai alone is not enough. I will give Cao Cao a heavy mental blow before the war begins. Come on, bring Ma Yunlu and Cao Ang to me."

Cao Ang, a kid, was captured by Tao Merchants in the previous battle of Chang'an, and has lived to this day. It is finally time to play his role.

As for Ma Yunlu, given the importance of the additional force value of her marriage, it is naturally self-evident to the Tao merchant.

Moreover, Ma Yunlu had an engagement with Cao Ang at the beginning, and it was time to understand this knot in her heart.

A moment later, Cao Ang was first taken into the imperial tent.

After several months of imprisonment, Cao Ang suffered a lot and had no temper in front of the pottery merchant. He could only stand there stiffly without saying a word and dared not look at the pottery merchant.

Immediately afterwards, the curtain was lifted up and Ma Yunlu also stepped into the tent.

Cao Ang looked up and saw that when he recognized Ma Yunlu, his whole body trembled, and he was so ashamed that his face turned red and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

He was ashamed to see Ma Yunlu.

Thinking back to the beginning, he was the prince of the Great Qin Dynasty. His status was so noble and proud. He was not convinced that Ma Yunlu regarded him as a weak person. He wanted to try his best to prove how strong he was and how lucky Ma Yunlu would be to marry him in the future.

Unfortunately, all his beautiful dreams were shattered all over the ground as he was captured by the pottery merchant.

Seeing Ma Yunlu again today, it would be strange if Cao Ang was so ashamed that he was ashamed of himself.

When Ma Yunlu recognized Cao Ang, his cold face changed slightly. In his eyes, there was contempt for Cao Ang and a bit of sympathy.

The contempt was because Cao Ang was too weak and was captured by the Tao merchant.

They share the same sympathy, but because although she looks down on Cao Ang, she is not captured alive by the Tao merchant and has become a prisoner. What qualifications do she have to despise Cao Ang?

"What are you asking me for?" Ma Yunlu stared at Tao Shang and asked coldly.

The Tao Shang waved his hand to signal the Wu Guards on both sides, and then placed the two pens and inks in front of them.

Cao Ang and Ma Yunlu looked at the brush and mo in front of them, and their expressions changed, with a confused look on their faces. Obviously, they didn't understand what Tao Shang meant.

Tao Shangying was filled with murderous intent and said coldly: "I had persuaded Cao Cao to surrender before, but he had already refused and decided to fight me to the end. Since that is the case, I naturally don't have to be ruthless. Cao Cao must kill him. The stubborn Qin stubborn people who follow him must die, including you two."

As soon as this said, Cao Ang's body shook violently, and a strong sense of fear arose, so panic that he almost opened his mouth and asked the Tao merchant for circumference.

If Ma Yunlu was not present, he might have blurted out his words of begging for mercy, but when it reached his throat, he swallowed it.

He was afraid of being despised by Ma Yunlu, and was afraid of slapping himself in the mouth with practical actions, proving that he was, as she said, a complete weak man.

"On the day I fell into your hands, I will be ready to die. What's the fear of death? Take action." Ma Yunlu thrust Aofeng, as if he was generous to die.

Tao Shang looked at Ma Yunlu's fierce and fearless appearance, then looked at Cao Ang's fearful expression, and sighed in his heart: "This Ma Yunlu is really a heroine. How can Cao Ang deserve her..."

After sighing, Tao Shang sneered: "I never kill prisoners easily, but in the last battle between me and Cao Cao, I must kill one of you to sacrifice the flag to encourage the morale of my soldiers of the Great Wei Dynasty. Therefore, one of you must die."

One of them will die!

Although Ma Yunlu's expression moved slightly, he was not too moved and he was still willing to die generously.

However, Cao Ang's eyes flashed with a glimmer of hope, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw in despair.

He looked at Tao Shang with anxiety, and wondered in his heart which one of the two of them would kill him.

At this time, the Tao Shang pointed to the brush and ink in front of them, "As for whom he died and whom he lived, I will leave this choice to you. Seeing that there is no brush and ink, if you want the other party to die, write the other party's name on paper."

After a pause, Tao Shang sneered again: "Of course, I know that you two had an engagement, and maybe they still have some friendship. If you want to sacrifice yourself and let each other live, you can naturally write your name on paper. If the names of two sheets of paper are the same, then that person will die and the other person will live."

The pottery coldly revealed his method of choice. It can be said that this is an almost cruel method.

People are often hypocritical. Even if they are generous and tragic, and are willing to sacrifice their lives for others, they are afraid that they will hope to use other people's deaths in their hearts to exchange for their own life.

The pottery merchants use these extreme means to force them to reveal their nature. Only in this way can they tear off their righteous disguise and make them surrender to themselves.

"But, what should we do if we are willing to die for each other and we write each other's names?" Cao Ang asked a trembling question.

"Then both of you will die." Tao Shang replied coldly.

In an instant, Cao Ang's body shook violently, as if the life-saving straw he had just caught would sink in the water in a blink of an eye. That kind of despair spread throughout his body in a blink of an eye.

He had the illusion of being played with, as if the pottery was deliberately playing with them.

"Isn't this obvious result? Ma Yunlu will definitely write my name in order to survive. I can only write her name. At that time, will we both have to die? Before we die, we will be teased by the pottery thief, mocking us for being greedy for life and fearing death, and regardless of the other party's life and death..."

Just when Cao Ang was struggling, Ma Yunlu had no hesitation and wrote two words on the paper with his brush. The soldiers next to him hurriedly folded the paper and presented it to the pottery merchant.

The Tao Shang didn't expect Ma Yunlu to be so straightforward. He didn't take apart the name she wrote first, but pointed at Cao Ang and shouted: "Your fiancée has made a decision. It's your turn, Prince Cao."

Cao Ang was stunned and glared at Ma Yunlu with a shocked and even angry look, his resentment was beyond words.

"This bitch, I thought she had a little affection for me. Even if I wanted to write about my death, I would hesitate for a moment. I didn't expect that she would write so happily! Forget this bitch, since this bitch is so ruthless, what else do I have to worry about? I'll take her to die together..."

After his thoughts were resolved, Cao Ang glared at Ma Yunlu hatefully, picked up his pen, brushed it a few times, and wrote down Ma Yunlu's name fiercely.

When the soldier was about to submit it, Tao Shang shook his hand and said, "No need to bring it up. I can guess what he wrote. Open it on the spot and let Miss Ma take a look."

When the Wuwei soldiers received the order, they raised the silk paper and spread it towards Ma Yunlu.

The three words Ma Yunlu were suddenly reflected in her starry eyes.

Ma Yunlu's delicate body trembled slightly, and a deep disappointment flashed in his starry eyes. His cold face turned to Cao Ang. His expression of hating him and contempt was clearly written on his face.

The contemptuous look deeply hurt Cao Ang, making him feel like a ray of light on his back, and a feeling of shame arose.

In shame, Cao Ang became angry and glared at Ma Yunlu angrily, cursing in dismay: "Stinky woman, what do you think? What do you have to complain about? Don't you still hope I will die in exchange for you to survive. What qualifications do you have to blame me?"

Facing Cao Ang's anger, Ma Yunlu, who was originally angry and disappointed, suddenly disappeared. He just sneered and sighed in a desolate and sarcastic tone: "The prince of the Great Qin State is actually a person who is greedy for life and fears death like you. No wonder the Great Qin will be destroyed. It's really God's will, God's will..."

Cao Ang was angry and suspicious for a moment. Before he could turn around, he didn't see what Ma Yunlu's attitude meant.

However, the pottery merchant had already seen some of the name and exhibited Ma Yunlu's silk book.

Then, the potter smiled.

Amid the sneer, the pottery showed the silk book to Cao Ang and said sarcastically: "Crown Prince Cao, open your noble eyes and take a good look at your fiancée's choice."
Chapter completed!