Although Feng Yongcheng's sword skills were fierce, he could never touch Yang Yun's clothes.
Although the two of them were out of breath, Feng Yongcheng was completely full of bellows.
At this time, many people had already seen that Yang Yun was physically superior to Feng Yongcheng.
But why didn't Yang Yun fight back? Feng Yongcheng's strength was almost exhausted.
Isn’t it possible that the Yang family’s sword skills are not good? But the Yang family's swordsmanship is famous for its ferocity and viciousness.
Feng Yongcheng suddenly stopped and looked up to the sky and sighed: "My sword skills are not as good as yours. It's natural that I can't defend this treasure house."
He suddenly burst into tears and shouted: "Since I am incompetent, why should I stay in this world?"
After saying that, the big knife in his hand suddenly changed direction and wiped it towards his neck.
Seeing Feng Yongcheng's move, Dai Shiqian, Liu Wei, and Wen Shuai also took out their swords.
Together they wiped it towards their own necks.
"Dang, Dang, Dang".
Four large knives fell to the ground.
"Crack, snap, snap."
Four small stones also fell to the ground almost at the same time.
Zhao Ping, Wang Guo'er, Zhao Long, and Cuizhu dusted off their hands.
Zhao Ping had already expected that they would commit suicide and could not let them die.
Where can I find such a loyal and brave man?
What's more, four of them committed suicide. It's also possible that many of their men are following them.
So the four of them picked up the quietly pebbles as preparation, but they didn't expect that there would be a chance to take action.
But they were determined, and it was still a problem.
They have no chance of committing suicide, and there is a possibility that next time, they must give up their thoughts.
"You three are all cowards." Zhao Ping said contemptuously.
Feng Yongcheng was furious: "I'm not even afraid of death. Why do you think I'm a coward?"
He pointed to his neck.
There was a bright red cut on his neck, and blood was flowing out from the cut.
Youlang hurriedly stepped forward to bandage him.
Zhao Ping continued to say contemptuously: "Because you dare not fight against the barbarians. You can only escape by committing suicide. You are not brave men."
Feng Yongcheng was puzzled: "We are not Dayong, so what is Dayong?"
Zhao Ping looked at the north, pointed at the north and said: "Only by killing Hu can one be brave."
Feng Yongcheng asked in astonishment: "Aren't you attacking Tonggu Mountain for the treasure?"
Zhao Ping turned around and asked Yang Yun and the others: "What is the slogan of the security team?"
Everyone answered in unison: "Drive out the barbarians and return China to me."
Liu Wei didn't believe what Zhao Ping said: "If it's not for property, then why did you attack Tonggu Mountain?"
They must be thoroughly convinced and convinced.
Zhao Ping replied calmly: "First, revenge. You rob the enemy first. Do not retaliate when scolded or hit. This is not a soldier's behavior. Second, train troops. How can we face the barbarians without several bloody battles?"
Zhao Ping then looked at Tonggu Mountain and took in the scenery.
He nodded and said: "Tonggu Mountain is indeed a natural danger. But we still captured it. Although the process was difficult."
Including Dai Shiqian, Liu Wei, Feng Yongcheng, Wen Shuai and the dead men could not help but lower their heads, even the horse bandits who had surrendered did the same.
After all, it was a disgrace, and a great disgrace.
Zhao Ping glanced at everyone and saw that the original horse bandits and dead soldiers in Tonggu Mountain were somewhat low in morale.
He said loudly: "After the baptism of blood and fire. The security team's tactics have proven successful. Next, I will lead you to fight against the barbarians."
Feng Yongcheng asked in disbelief: "Including my own family?"
Zhao Ping nodded and replied firmly: "Of course, because the Hu people are our real enemies. We are Pao Ze."
Zhao Ping waved his hand, and Cuizhu, Wang Guo'er, and Zhao Long handed Zhao Ping a sword in turn.
Zhao Ping solemnly took the sword and handed it to Dai Shiqian, Feng Yongcheng, Liu Wei and Wen Shuai respectively.
The four people took it blankly, not knowing why they should give this sword as clean as autumn water to them.
Xi Xing stepped forward and said: "This is called Sha Hu Dao, and it is worth more than a thousand swords. You will know after you try it."
Feng Yongcheng didn't believe it at all. Although this sword looked good, was it useful?
Besides, it is much thinner than my own sword.
He picked up his machete from the ground.
The two knives cut each other with a clang sound.
His original sword was broken into two pieces, but the sword in his hand was still intact.
Sure enough, it was worth more than a thousand dollars. Sure enough, Yang Yun was a good man and worth dating.
He hurriedly packed up the Hu-killing knife, put it into its scabbard, and wore it solemnly.
At the same time, he saluted Yang Yun and said: "Master Yang is a gentleman's sword, please accept the gift."
Yang Yun hurriedly returned the gift and said he didn't dare: "I don't dare, I don't dare, it's natural."
He glanced at Daishiqian, who nodded.
The four of them came together and knelt down to Zhao Ping. They raised their hands and saluted: "Little Master, thank you for saving your life. My four brothers can only repay you in this life."
Zhao Ping was overjoyed, and immediately stepped forward to support them one by one, looked at them carefully, and said: "As expected, he is a great man of the Song Dynasty. He is a great man, and he should make great achievements wherever he goes."
Xi Xing smiled, stepped forward and said to them: "Although there are thousands of people in the security team, there are only fifty people who are qualified to wear Hu-killing knives."
Feng Yongcheng couldn't help but ask: "Why do we also wear them?"
Xi Xing looked at the three of them and said: "Red powder is given to beauties, and swords are given to heroes. The young man respects you as warriors. I hereby give them to you."
Zhao Ping said calmly: "Although you are warriors, you are not real heroes. The one who dares to compete with barbarians on the battlefield is the real hero."
The other dead men in the cave couldn't help but feel envious.
Zhao Ping waved his hand, and Xi Xing, Wang Qiwan, Yang Yun, and Zhao Yun came up.
Ask them their names first, and after registering, each one will also have a treasured sword.
Some of them were in high spirits.
Some held their swords and looked at them repeatedly.
Some compare it with the captain to see what the difference is.
And the first four people in the generation saw that their subordinates were also assigned the sword.
Although they were happy, they felt uncomfortable at the same time. After all, they proved that they were loyal and brave people by committing suicide.
Xi Xing took out the iron trumpet and shouted: "This is the Polu Sword. Although it is not as good as the Hu Killing Sword, it is still a precious sword. You guys try it with your original big sword."
The dead soldiers were shocked.
They finally understood that this was an artifact that could penetrate the cave.
So they tried it on their original sword, and the result was of course very satisfying.
Although the original one couldn't be broken in two, it still made a big hole.
After a few more cuts, the original sword broke into two pieces.
Xixing continued: "This Polu knife is not easy to get. Not only is it worth hundreds of dollars, but you must have military merit to get it."
All the dead soldiers couldn't help but be stunned, why did they get it so easily?
Xi Xing looked them over and took in their expressions.
Xi Xing paused and continued: "Guarding the treasure is of course meritorious and will be rewarded."
Feng Yongcheng suddenly remembered a question, which was like a cat scratching in his heart.
If he doesn't figure it out, he'll never sleep.
He hesitated for a few moments, stepped forward and raised his hands to Yang Yun and asked: "Commander Yang, although my swordsmanship is not as good as yours, I feel that your swordsmanship today does not seem to be the Yang family's swordsmanship."
He is a soldier, and he speaks directly and never minces words.
Yang Yun looked him over, nodded and said, "Captain Feng, I'll tell you later."
After saying that, he came to Zhao Ping, knelt down on one leg, clasped his fists with both hands, and said: "Thank you, Master. If I hadn't taught you the sword skills, I would have been defeated today."
Zhao Ping nodded, looked at it with great pleasure and said: "You have made rapid progress, and you have indeed lived up to my expectations."
It turns out that when Zhao Ping taught Yang Yun Cuju, he found that his sword skills were too fierce, too domineering, and not flexible enough.
But my own Tai Chi sword skills just made up for all this, so I taught him to him, but he didn't expect that it would come in handy today.
Without Tai Chi Knife Technique, Yang Yun and Feng Yongcheng would most likely fail in a head-to-head competition.
After all, if Feng Yongcheng did not defend at all and attacked with all his strength, even if he died, he would drag Yang Yun to death with him.
This is equivalent to Zhao Ping indirectly saving Yang Yun's life.
Everyone couldn't help but envy Yang Yun. Today, he could use his sword skills to save his life.
The dead soldiers looked at everything with extremely complicated emotions.
From today on, they are part of the security team.
But yesterday they called themselves dead soldiers.
But he didn't expect that except for Feng Yongcheng, everyone else surrendered without using a sword or an arrow.
The three generations before them looked at each other.
Feng Yongcheng stepped forward and bowed to Zhao Ping, and then asked: "Let me tell you, young man, what should I do with these treasures?"
After all, this treasure originally belonged to the bandits and was guarded by the dead men.
They value honor very much. It can be said that honor is more valuable than life.
This question is very important.
Your security team said that the attack on Tonggu Mountain was not for wealth?
How do you handle it?
After looking at the three people, Zhao Ping certainly knew what they were thinking and said: "Zhaojiazhuang does not lack your treasures. These treasures are given to the security team for safekeeping. One of its purposes is to kill Hu, and the other is to provide compensation."
Feng Yongcheng glanced at Dai Shiqian and saw him nodding, so he said, "Then we have no objection."
Zhao Ping also looked at Dai Shiqian and said: "Zhaojiazhuang will not take any money from the treasure, but its use can be supervised by Yongsheng (the character for Dai Shiqian)."
Dai Shiqian stepped forward and solemnly cupped his hands and said: "Little Master, I obey your orders."
After speaking, he glanced at Xi Xing.
Xi Xing nodded and said: "From now on, I will have to look at every transaction of this batch of treasures forever."
After all, Xi Xing was his superior. Dai Shiqian hurriedly bowed and said, "I don't dare."
Xi Xing said: "This is necessary. The appointment will be announced below."
In previous generations, he was the leader of the logistics camp, controlling food, grass and treasures.
Liu Wei is the leader of the grain and grass array and controls the food of the security group.
Feng Yong became the leader of the treasure array and controlled the gold and silver treasures of the security team.
Wen Shuai is the deputy leader of the grain and grass formation and assists Liu Wei.
All four of them were happy, after all, they were promoted.
However, I still felt a little unsatisfied, and both Daishiqian and Liu Wei were transferred.
The one hundred dead soldiers were divided into three parts, divided among three people, and the rest was supplemented by the security team.
In fact, it is just mixed with sand, and you have to take turns to the security team for training.
Only those who have passed the training can fight, which means they are still preparing now.
Although the four of them didn't say anything, they were still thinking that it seemed that the security team was still wary of them.
