"If you donât want to die, beg them!"
Tuotuoâs icy voice pierced through, directly drilling into the Little Ming Kingâs ears.
He looked up at this moment and saw Liu Futong, Peng Yingyu, Fang Guozhen, and that damned Chen Jiusi.
At this moment, Tuotuo spoke with a seemingly magical power: "Haha, Little Ming King, Han Linâer, son of Han Shantong, you are the Hierarch of the Zoroastrian Sect, they are your subordinates, and your fatherâs good brothers. Although I never saw it with my own eyes, I understand that they must have told you how close they were to your father, right?"
"How deep their brotherly bond was. As your fatherâs only offspring, according to their relationship with him, they should treat you as their own son. So, it shouldnât be difficult for you to get them to surrender, right? Wouldnât you at least have the qualification to persuade them to surrender?"
"Are you still the Hierarch? Are you still the son of the Ming King?"
"Are you still the good nephew they so often mention?"
"So beg them, if you donât want to die, make them surrender, quickly, speak up!"
Tuotuo spoke with a feeling of life and death among all beings, as he looked at the Little Ming King and spoke. The Little Ming King listened, then said in a trembling voice, "But if they all surrender, what about carrying on the great cause?"
Slap!
Just as he finished speaking, Tuotuo unexpectedly slapped the Little Ming Kingâs face hard, sneering coldly, "Carrying on the great cause, who asked you to carry it? Will you speak or not? If not, Iâll drag you into the city and execute you by inches!"
Hearing Tuotuoâs words, the Little Ming King trembled all over, then looked at Liu Futong through the military formation.
At this moment, Tuotuo grabbed the Little Ming Kingâs hair, lifting his head as he said, "Shout, shout for me!"
The Little Ming King, unable to bear the fear any longer, shouted, "Venerable, save me, save me..."
Seeing the Little Ming King in this state, Liu Futong roared with anger, "Tuotuo, let him go, heâs just a child, whatever you have, bring it to me, bring it to me!"
Hearing this, Tuotuo wore a cold smile: "Bring it to you, I am bringing it to you."
"Come on, you surrender, and Iâll let the Little Ming King go without any harm to him, alright?"
Hearing this, Liu Futong angrily replied, "Nonsense, Tuotuo, you and I both lead armies, we know how important a military leader is. Iâm the Three Armies Commander here, how could I let you capture us all in one go!"
Tuotuo said, "Haha, then itâs not my business. If you donât agree, Iâll execute this Little Ming King inch by inch in front of the whole world, letting everyone see that even someone like Han Shantong canât protect his descendants when rebelling against the court!"
"The consequence of rebelling against the court is the extermination of the entire clan, leaving no one alive!"
Tuotuoâs icy words spread out, hearing it made Liu Futong deeply disturbed. At this moment, the Little Ming King was being relentlessly pulled by the hair by Tuotuo, making him scream in pain, "Save me!"
Both sides were thus at a standstill.
Chen Jie witnessed this scene and inexplicably thought of Li Yunlongâs attack on Pingâan County. At this moment, Liu Futong was like Li Yunlong, Tuotuo was Yamamoto, and the Little Ming King was Xiu Qin.
Unfortunately, the Little Ming King was not as strong as Lady Xiu Qin, not shouting out for Li Yunlong to open fire!
And on Liu Futongâs side, it was even less similar because there were no cannons.
The stalemate persisted, and Liu Futong could not bear the Little Ming Kingâs cries of pain. At this moment, he wanted to charge in, but Fang Guozhen held him back, saying, "Boluo Timur, Ruyang King, Li Siqi, the three Heavenly List Strong People, and still within the military formation. This scene, even if an Earthly Immortal came, it would end in failure. If we go in, we likely wonât last long before falling here. Do not be impulsive."
At this, Liu Futong gritted his teeth and said, "Are we just going to watch like this?"
Fang Guozhen replied, "We can only watch!"
Peng Yingyu also spoke up, "Donât fall for Tuotuoâs evil trick."
Liu Futong barely suppressed the anger in his heart and glared at Tuotuo. Tuotuo also understood that his initial demand was somewhat unrealistic, that the other party would not agree. So he thought for a moment and said, "Liu Futong, fine, I know the earlier demand was hard for you to accept, so letâs reduce the conditions a bit!"
Tuotuo began to speak, "Iâll give you a choice, how about an exchange, one person for one person? You come over, and Iâll return the Little Ming King."
"You canât make decisions for them, but canât you decide for yourself?"
Tuotuo looked at Liu Futong and spoke.
Thatâs right, others in the field like Peng Yingyu and Fang Guozhen canât make decisions, but you, Liu Futong, can decide for yourself, right? Now itâs one for one, which isnât too much, right? Will you do it or not?
After Tuotuo finished speaking, he looked at the Little Ming King and said, "Little Ming King, didnât you say this Uncle Liu loves you the most? Wouldnât he be willing to trade one life for yours, right? Hahaha..."
Upon hearing this, the Little Ming King inexplicably felt a sliver of hope in his heart. If itâs Uncle Liu, he must be willing to use his life to trade for mine, right?
After all, he values me so much.
At this moment, Liu Futongâs face showed a trace of determination after hearing Tuotuoâs words.
Peng Yingyu frowned deeply and said, "Thatâs really despicable."
Fang Guozhen saw Liu Futongâs silent and grave expression and said, "Old Liu, you arenât really tempted, are you? Donât be foolish, even if the Little Ming King is important, we canât use our own lives to exchange for his, itâs not worth it!"
Hearing this, Liu Futongâs face was full of seriousness. "But he is the only offspring of Old Han still alive. If he dies, Old Hanâs bloodline would be severed!"