Li Junchen raised his head, with a trace of sneer on his lips, looking at the man fearlessly, and said: "Master, do you think I should believe it?"
"A man from the mountains and plains cannot judge whether this military master is brave enough or not."
The old man with silver hair stood aside and said casually: "But there is a saying that when a man is angry, his blood should be splashed on the spot. Look at the knife, it is quite sharp."
The old Taoist stared at the cold light on the blade and took two steps back with fear on his face.
Li Junchen looked at the retreating figure of the old man and asked in confusion: "Master, what are you doing?"
This old man doesn’t want to run away!
Li Junchen has always felt that Lao Dao's behavior was strange, but he never had a clue. He didn't want the other party to run away like this, and the people behind him looked a bit powerful!
The old man is really fierce.
Those people can't be stopped.
"Oh, Pindao, judging from the appearance of this military master, he must be a fierce general who charges into battle. I'm not as tough as you, so I'll take two steps back!"
When Li Junchen heard this, he cursed in his heart: Why did I rush out! It had nothing to do with him in the first place, yet he was still licking his face in order to do so.
Isn't this looking for a sword?
This old Taoist is really not a human being. When you say this, aren't you just trying to embolden others?
Looking at the triangular eyes, the pair of eyes were rolling around in the eye sockets, and the expression gradually became arrogant. I guessed that the old man was telling me that there was something beautiful secretly in his heart!
I guess he was thinking of something.
Li Junchen was disgusted by the old Taoist's words, as if someone had fed a swarm of flies into his mouth. He looked uncomfortable and said in a daze: "Old Taoist... you always make sense... ··”
He also took a few steps back.
The old man took a look, why is this guy standing behind me? Does this require me to face the opponent's blade? My old man has been tired all day today. He really can't work anymore. Now his back is starting to hurt.
The old Taoist looked at the commander on horseback and smiled apologetically: "Master, have you eaten today?"
Without waiting for the other party to answer, he turned his head and rolled his eyes at Li Junchen, then took two steps back and stood behind Li Junchen.
"Uncle, you and I hit it off like old friends at first sight, and I am also determined to serve the imperial court as a soldier!" Li Junchen said with a sincere face.
He once again stood behind the old man!
"Master Jun, Xiaodao knows a little bit about the art of fortune-telling. If Junye is not busy in Japan, he can come to Xiaodao to figure out his future."
The veteran is retreating!
"Boss, I will join the army immediately and serve as your personal soldier under your tent."
Li Junchen is retreating!
"Master Jun, I have never failed in fortune-telling."
The old man retreats!
"Sir, if you just say a word, I can go up to the mountain of swords and down to the sea of fire without even frowning."
Li Junchen retreats!
"Master Jun... you and I are destined... don't use hexagram gold."
The old man looked excited, he was retreating!
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"Master Jun..."
The two of them are retreating!
The middle-aged man was riding on horseback, staring at the old and the young without saying a word.
The book boy A Tao looked hesitant. He sat behind the man, poked his waist with his hand, and reminded him in a low voice: "General, the matter between the third master and the young master..."
The man listened to the words of the servant behind him and blurted out without thinking: "It's okay. Nothing will happen to the commander and your young master in the capital, unless the sky falls."
At least it won't be life-threatening!
As for where they are now?
The deputy commander looked at the crowd that had not dispersed in the distance, and said to A Tao behind him: "Get off your horse, go look for the people nearby, and ask Commander Chen what happened?"
Hearing this, Ah Tiao carefully got off the horse, looked around, and walked towards the group of people.
After A Tao left, the deputy commander felt himself on the horse. This feeling was very familiar and beautiful!
This deputy commander, named Wang Dalong, was born into a poor family. Few people knew where he was from and how many members he had in his family.
Many new recruits who joined the camp also heard from veterans about some of the deputy commander's previous deeds, which were on the battlefield. They said that the deputy commander joined the army when he was more than ten years old.
In the year of Shiwu, Emperor Yu went west to conquer the east, and the world war broke out. The deputy commander joined the army during this period. At that time, several countries were fighting against each other, the world was in a mess, and wars were everywhere.
Many of the veterans were surrendered soldiers from other countries. After the defeat, they were reorganized into the army. During the war, Wang Dalong's accent was very mixed. At first glance, it seemed that he had been to many places, visited many places, and experienced many things. A lot of war.
Then at the end of Dayu, the war broke out again.
Until the founding stations of Dunlin and Akhara a few years ago.
After such a long period of time, Wang Dalong finally rose through the ranks and became the second-in-command in the patrol camp.
Especially in the hot summer, when I was in the army, I would sometimes go shirtless and look at the deputy commander. Except for his face and other places, there were no scars. There were not a few inches of good flesh anywhere else. And this kind of scars has been a common problem in the army since ancient times. A symbol of glory.
Of course, it is indispensable. Everyone secretly joked that the deputy commander was a person with a face. Otherwise, how could the somewhat ugly deputy commander protect his face so well after so many years of fighting.
Compared with the noble born commander, the deputy commander who came from the bottom and came from a poor background was more approachable and loved by the soldiers in the patrol camp.
What's more, the position of the deputy commander is not low. It seems that Commander Chen is the leader of the first battalion, but the person who is really in charge of the four gates of the capital is actually this middle-aged man with an unremarkable appearance.
As the gatekeeper of the capital, its high status is self-evident.
There are many generals and disciples in the patrol camp, but none of them despise the deputy commander. He is immortal in a hundred battles and knows the languages of several countries. Can such a person be a simple character?
Anyway, it’s hard to trust those soldiers with better backgrounds in the camp.
"Huh? Why don't you, kid, retreat behind me this time?" Lao Dao was a little surprised when he saw Li Junchen standing beside him and not running behind him this time!
Li Junchen pursed his lips and smiled, pretending to be calm and said: "Master, my slave is still over there. As soon as she retreated, she retreated far away. Her temper is not gentle. The distance now is just enough for me to stop her in time and prevent her from letting her go." mess!"
He stretched out his hand and pointed at Aunt Qiao, who was standing there in the distance.
The old Taoist looked at the woman, and she was indeed still standing there, with an unworldly look, more like a Taoist than himself.
No.
If she had a good temper, she would be a beautiful and dignified little Taoist nun.
A smile appeared on the old Taoist's face, and he said proudly to Li Junchen: "Then the old Taoist will take a step back."
He hasn't finished speaking yet!
As soon as one foot took a step behind him, he felt something poked in his back, blocking his retreat.
