Zhong Qifang leaned against the pillars of Benleiju's stable, watching his sergeants wrestling with several ordinary people from Yunchang Camp not far away.
Many soldiers from the God's General Camp gathered together, shouting and cheering loudly.
There is no form of entertainment in the army. Apart from some cultural gatherings of war poems, it is this kind of hand-to-hand combat that is the most popular.
After all, they are all full-blooded men, and hand-to-hand combat is the most romantic thing.
It has been several days since Zhong Qifang arrived at Wanren Mountain. He was shocked to find that only the Zilong camp where he was was composed of all powerful men, that is, all Confucian students, while the other camps of the generals were mainly ordinary people.
However, these ordinary people, with their strong energy and blood, can actually compete with these powerful men.
The three ordinary people who were fighting hand-to-hand with his sergeant called themselves warriors. I heard that they were all heroes who had access to eighty-nine meridians and twenty or thirty acupoints.
One-on-one, the opponent is naturally no match for the mighty man, but when they join forces, they can actually be on par with the mighty man.
It is said that there was a team leader in the Xiahou Camp who had opened sixteen meridians, cultivated nearly sixty acupoints, and also mastered a set of martial arts called Nanshan Palm Technique. It is said that he learned it from Wan Anbo's "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" , even if he is facing off against a mighty man, he still won't fall behind. Therefore, in an army such as Shenjiangying, it is rare for an ordinary person to hold the position of team leader.
"Wan Anbo..." Zhong Qifang sighed. All these changes were brought about by the legendary Wan Anbo. In today's military camps, ordinary people can no longer only serve as human shields or handymen, but can also go into battle like Confucian gentlemen like myself.
At this time, another roaring sound came from the distant school grounds, and Zhong Qifang moved his eyes over again with interest.
Yesterday evening, Wan Anbo's latest chapter "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" was distributed to the entire army. Unlike previous chapters, yesterday's chapter actually included a decomposed narrative, which made people excited to read it. It is said that many soldiers in the army All the scholars have outlined the charm of Zhang Fei in their bodies.
General Xiao Qi immediately organized a group of people to verify Zhang Fei's battle spirit. Since midnight yesterday, the roar on the school grounds has not stopped.
Zhong Qifang is very concerned about this, because in the book, after Zhao Zilong's savior encounters enemies, it is Zhang Yide who protects him. Now that his Zilong camp has taken shape, I wonder if Yide camp can be like in the book, with one man blocking the way and ten thousand others unable to open it.
Just when Zhong Qifang's thoughts were drifting away, a fast horse rushed into the camp of Shenjiang Camp and shouted——
"All units in the Divine General's camp obey orders and go to war!"
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Mochik's face looked very ugly.
He didn't expect that the human captives who had been tortured to the extreme would actually hold their last breath and destroy his military morale.
It was obviously an expedition ceremony to show off one's own skills, but it turned out to be a farce.
"Human race!" Mochik was extremely angry, "Why can't these hard bones be broken?"
Before he went on the expedition, Mochik had already vaguely heard some bad rumors in the army, saying that he was too happy with his achievements and did not have the wisdom of the barbarian king.
He sent out all his personal guards and tried to suppress the matter within Turan Wanqi.
Father Khan and the old guys in the Khan tribe must not be allowed to know.
Of course, Mochik knew that things could not be hidden.
Therefore, he urgently needs a victory to clear his name!
As long as they win the first battle, the deathbed counterattack of those Confucian scholars will be nothing more than a youthful mistake.
Therefore, he decided to launch the "mountain-destroying battle" in advance.
"Havier, are you confident in this battle?" Mochik looked at Javier beside him. "If I win, I will have a thousand-horse guard. I will ask my father to assign your youngest son to me. Be the commander-in-chief of that ten-thousand-horse guard."
When Javier heard this, he was immediately overjoyed.
Among the barbarians, the nobles' direct subordinates, Ten Thousand Riders, are the most valued. For example, his Turan Wanqi.
He, Javier, was just a low-status barbarian slave at the beginning. Only after being recognized by Mordan did he become the general of this ten-thousand-horse army in battle after battle.
And with Mochik's promise, his Havel family will have another Lord of Ten Thousand Riders.
If the younger son can live up to his expectations and His Highness Mochik can take a step forward, his Harvey family can even become a tribe.
After him the name of the tribe was given, the Javier clan.
"Don't worry, Your Highness, the warriors of Turan's Wanqi will shed every drop of blood for Your Highness."
Javier said respectfully, with a kind of fanaticism in his eyes, "We are the barbaric dogs of Mordan, and we will bite every piece of human skin and flesh!"
This is the "Oath of the Barbarian Dog" of the barbarians, which often represents the courage to die.
Havel's statement made Mochik very satisfied. In fact, his position of Wanqi was originally reserved to win over a powerful person in the Khan's tent, but now he can only use it to stimulate Havel first.
This battle must be won!
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"Dong, dong, dong..." Wanrenshan's military drum shook the sky.
The army with solemn appearance came out of the military camp.
Wanren Mountain is a military town and a city with a population of one million. Most of the residents are the families of the sergeants who served in the army or other people who fled from the northern region.
At this time, everyone in the city heard the marching drum of the Weiwu Mansion, and the people who had lived here for a long time understood that the first battle to "exterminate the barbarians" was about to begin.
Those mighty soldiers will be transported to the border of the human territory through the power of the Great Wall of Zhengqi at the Zhengqi Square at the foot of Wanren Mountain, and will confront the barbarian army head-on.
"Which army is going to fight this time?" someone asked. Even if they live in Wanren Mountain, military information is extremely confidential.
"The Heavenly Punishment Army? Or the Benevolent and Righteous Army?"
"No, I think it should be the Lone Yongjun!"
"In the past ten years, our human race has only had two tragic victories. I wonder how many people will come back this time?"
Someone suddenly sighed and everyone was silent.
But soon, someone shouted again: "Don't be sad and taint the journey of our warriors!"
"Strong line! Strong line!"
"Yes, our human race will win! We will win if we destroy the barbarians!"
"Coming, coming. Huh? Which army is this? Why have you never seen such a military flag before?"
I saw columns of troops walking out of the military camp on the campus, flags fluttering in the wind.
"Guan", "Zhao", "Sun" and "Xiahou"?
Wait, is there another "Zhang" behind it?
"What kind of army is this? Have you ever heard of these generals leading troops?"
"Guan? Zhao?" Someone suddenly slapped his thigh, "Three Kingdoms! It's the Three Kingdoms!"
"I heard that Wan Anbo's "Three Kingdoms" contains powerful generals. Could it be that these powerful generals formed an army?"
"But... the fierce generals in Wan Anbo's book are all ordinary people. Can they fight against barbarians?"
Suddenly, everyone had this question.
"Look, I know that boy. He is Erlang of the Xia family. He is obviously an ordinary person, so why is he in the army?" At this time, someone also recognized an acquaintance in the queue.
"This...this...how can ordinary people be allowed to fight in the first battle?"
For a time, the people who delivered the letter were talking a lot.
"Death! This is death!" Someone wailed, "Did the Minister give up on the first battle?"
"No matter what, it should be the elites of the Confucian sect! Why are they all ordinary people?"
"Babys, don't go!" Suddenly an old man rushed out of the crowd, opened his arms, and stopped the advancing army. "You are all ordinary people, don't go and die!"
The old man burst into tears: "Is it because of the military order that you dare not disobey?"
The old man raised his head and looked in the direction of Weiwu Mansion, and shouted: "Military Prime Minister! Lao Chan is a veteran of sixty years, with a cultivation level of Shuo Bi Realm. If Wei Wu Mansion has other arrangements and wants to give up the first battle, Lao Chan can wear it again."
"If we really need to fight to the death, let us old immortals do it."
"I am willing to go into battle again with my broken body, and I don't need to be wrapped in horse leather to return!"
In an instant, many disabled veterans in the crowd also saluted in the direction of Weiwu Mansion: "I am willing to go into battle again with my broken body, without having to be wrapped in horse leather to return!"
Zhong Qifang looked embarrassed, looking at the people blocking the road with mixed feelings in his heart.
A sigh sounded, and the voice of the military commander came from the sky.
"Comrades, please get up!"
"These kids are so strong!"
"They will bring surprises!"
"Please believe the truth and believe these children."
Han Qingzhu's shadow slowly condensed in the sky, and he bowed deeply to the veterans.
The veteran who blocked the road first hesitated for a moment, then slowly stood up and retreated into the crowd.
At this time, everyone in the expedition team clenched their fists.
It's not because they are looked down upon. Their information is deliberately concealed by the military. It is normal for ordinary people not to know. But he never expected that these veterans would go out to fight in this "deadly" battle instead.
A raging fire was ignited in their hearts because they knew what they were protecting.
As Wan Anbo said——
"The great chivalrous man is a citizen of the country."
They feel it.
Veterans block the road with their lives, how should they repay them?
Just fight!
"Fight!" a captain shouted.
"war!"
"war!"
"war!"
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After experiencing this blocking scene, the temperament of the entire military formation changed again, as if something important had been accumulated. The previous nervousness was no longer visible on everyone's faces, but a strong desire to fight.
If you don't fight against the barbarians to the death, how can you repay the heart of Fist and Fist!
Lines of troops walked onto the Zhengqi Square, and a blue cloud fell from the sky, covering the Zhengqi Square.
At the same time, the late Zhuangxing songs sounded on Wanren Mountain.
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. The king raised an army and repaired my spear. I share the same enemy with you!"
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I am in the same boat with you. The king raised an army and repaired my spear and halberd. Work together with you!"
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same clothes with you. The king raised an army to repair my armor and soldiers. Let's go with you!"
The blue clouds dispersed in Zhengqi Square, and the troops who went out for battle disappeared again...
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In Dongcang City, Chen Luo frowned.
The statue of the general standing in the Three Kingdoms Temple suddenly gave off a strange aura.
Within the aura, there were war horses neighing and the sound of soldiers clashing.
This is--
Strong fighting spirit!
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