After careful consideration, Liu Chan decided to select ten people.
Lao Luo and the others knew their skills, and there was little hope of winning alone.
When fighting with a small army, for example, if you have 500 regular troops, five hundred versus five hundred...
Facing the battle-hardened Bai Jie soldiers and Chen Dao, who is proficient in military training, I am afraid that I have little chance of winning.
As for the group battle of ten people, they usually train the most and cooperate best, which seems to be the only possible breakthrough point.
"Li Er, you choose ten people."
The selection this time should take into account not only personal qualities, but also tacit understanding of mutual cooperation.
Rather than choosing it yourself, it would be more appropriate to leave it to Li Er, who eats and lives with them every day.
"Yes!" Li Er came out in response, then paused for a moment and then started to order people, "More money! Hu Li!..."
Li Er quickly gathered everyone, 6 village commanders, 3 captains, plus himself.
The only thing that surprised Liu Chan was that he actually selected Hu Li, who had just joined.
"Everyone else, go back to camp!"
The soldiers returned to the camp silently and orderly, without the usual laughter and chatter during breaks.
No one knows what they are thinking at the moment, including Liu Chan...
Liu Chan glanced at the ten selected people in front of him: "You will train on your own for two moments, take a rest for two moments, be careful to conserve your physical strength, and do not disobey orders to train more... Then you will go with me to meet those elite soldiers."
"yes!"
"Take a break."
This time after they got the order to rest, no one spoke like before.
Everyone looked at Liu Chan, with fire burning in their eyes.
Liu Chan cupped his hands and smiled helplessly: "Brothers, success or failure this time depends on you."
Wow!
Even though it was rest time, and even though Liu Chan still treated each other as equals, no one was smiling playfully with him like before.
Ten people knelt down neatly on one knee. At this moment, they seemed to have forgotten their equal privileges.
Li Er said solemnly: "There is death, but there is no defeat!"
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Half an hour later, Liu Chan led his people to the martial arts arena. All the generals and officials were already in the spectator seats.
Including Huang Zhong, Wei Yan, who had not yet met, and Chen Dao, the leader of Baijie's elite soldiers.
There was also a surrendered general of the Wei army who was in the back row and whom Liu Chan didn't notice.
This man was just an inconspicuous goalkeeper at the moment, but he was the pioneer who would wipe half of Ma Di's ass in the future, the first commander of the Wudang Fei Army - the unlucky Wang Ping.
However, Liu Chan was very worried at this time, but he had no intention of building up his favor. He said a hasty greeting to the generals without being rude, and then sat down at his table.
Unlike Liu Chan, who had a serious expression as if he was visiting a grave, Lao Liu, Zhuge Liang and others had relaxed expressions on their faces, waiting to watch a good show with great interest.
When Chen Dao saw Liu Chan pulling out ten people, he also got up and went to pick out people from the Baijie soldiers.
During the dinner, Zhao Yun was familiar with him and had a good personal relationship. At this time, he was giving Chen Dao a crazy wink.
It's a pity that Chen Dao is stubborn. Although he saw the look in Zhao Yun's eyes, he had no intention of letting loose during the selection process.
He also selected ten outstanding soldiers among the white soldiers to go into battle.
Lao Luo off the field was happy when he saw it. This time he will surely make the young master understand that we and other Baijie soldiers are definitely not comparable to those recruited thieves.
Zhuge Liang pointed his feather fan at the ten men on Liu Chan's side and said with a smile: "Master, let's see, are the prince's soldiers still in good condition?"
Liu Bei waved his hand: "A well-organized army is the foundation. If you can't even do this, how can you fight?"
Fazheng on the other side was twirling his beard but he was happy: "My lord, I'm afraid it's too early to speak. Although this soldier is not as strong as the Baijie soldiers, at this time, he is full of murderous intent, and the victory or defeat is still unknown."
On the field, ten top white soldiers stood there, giving them a sense of oppression.
They are all tall and tall, a lot stronger than the people on Liu Chan's side.
The Baijie soldiers are heavy infantry, and their armor coverage rate during combat is also 100%. Many of them also wear iron armor, such as these ten...
In order to effectively fight against the cavalry, they are good at using halberds, while short-range soldiers also use ring-headed swords.
As elites, their daily food is no worse than Liu Chan's soldiers, and their monthly salary is even higher.
However, although the sense of oppression is strong, if you look carefully, you will find that they have a slight disdain on their faces and stand very casually.
This can't be blamed on them. As the elite of an army, they are about to compete with a group of traitors who are said to have surrendered... Isn't this killing a chicken with a sledgehammer?
On the other hand, Li Er and the others were all frowning. As soon as the competition began, they must knock the enemy to the ground!
Chen Dao was also the referee. At this time, he came to the front of the two sides and announced the rules loudly: "This martial arts competition is only about fists and kicks. Anyone who hides a weapon will be killed!"
"Skills are only compared to martial arts. Those who deliberately strike hard will be killed! When all parties fall to the ground or surrender, the battle will be deemed defeated. Do you understand?"
"clear!"
Although it is not good to let the commander-in-chief of one of the two sides be the referee, Chen Dao's stubbornness is an exception.
He will definitely not take his own side, and he will definitely not let the prince go.
Liu Chan had no objection to this. He even hoped that Chen Dao would show partiality, so that he could take the opportunity to get angry and make Lao Liu take back his life...
"start!"
With Chen Dao's order, the competition began.
As soon as the ten white soldiers heard the order, they immediately rushed towards their opponents like tigers attacking sheep.
They were prepared to fight quickly and teach these boys who dared to challenge themselves a harsh lesson.
But they were shocked to find that their opponent actually ran away...
After Li Er and the others got rid of the first wave of attack by the white soldiers, they immediately gathered together, forming two small formations in groups of five, leaning on each other as horns.
The white soldiers were so happy that these thieves could actually form a formation.
Regardless of it, they still rushed forward.
Although there are elements of support in it, as heavily armored guards whose main combat mission is anti-cavalry charge, they are indeed not good at this kind of flexible group battle formation.
In addition, although they are the best among the white soldiers, they have never worked together before. Even if they want to form a small formation, they don't know how to cooperate with each other.
But soon, they will pay the price for their failure.
Bai Jiebing, who rushed forward first, punched Qian Duo in front of him.
Just as Qian Duo had time to protect his face with his arms, the powerful and heavy blow had already hit him.
boom!
He was immediately beaten back several steps and was about to fall before he could stand firmly. Fortunately, he was stopped by his teammates behind him.
Qian Duo grinned at this moment, his arms felt numb and painful as if they had been hit by a sledgehammer.
Damn, these birdmen are so powerful.
He was already the strongest and strongest among the ten men in his party, so he stood in front, but he didn't expect that he couldn't catch a single blow.
But he still looked at the white soldier who knocked him away with one punch, and grinned a cruel smile despite the pain...
The moment Qian Duo was repulsed, Hu Li and another commander on both sides immediately rushed forward and rushed towards the legs of the white soldier.
The white soldier was unaware and immediately fell to the ground. Then the other two people followed him and beat him hard!
Li Er led another team to fight in front, protecting his own people and not allowing the Baijie soldiers to attack them, but not allowing them to save them.
The white soldier was very stubborn. He was beaten while lying on the ground and refused to admit defeat. However, after being punched in the neck, he finally rolled his eyes... and fainted.
Liu Chanfang, take care of one person first!
But Li Er and the others will soon be unable to withstand it.
At first, the white soldiers were a little confused by the opponent's combat power, and they also underestimated the enemy.
At this time, when he saw that the opponent was serious, he immediately started a violent attack.
The quality of Li Er's soldiers was already different from that of their opponents. There were only a few people at the front. Soon everyone was losing the battle, and the battle line was shaky.
Fortunately, after one person was quickly eliminated, the team with more money immediately filled in, and the formation was barely maintained.
Old Liu in the audience was dumbfounded, his mouth slightly opened and he didn't speak.
He only had one thought in his mind at this time.
Didn't you say that these are refugees and bandits?
Since when will the refugee bandits be able to fight like this?
Could it be that the refugee bandits I saw before were all fake?
"Okay!" Zhao Yun couldn't help but stood up and cheered. When he saw His Highness the King of Hanzhong looking back at him, he coughed dryly and sat back down.
The other generals also pointed at the field and whispered to each other.
Liu Chan didn't cheer, he just stared at the situation on the court seriously, clenching his hands tightly secretly.
As for Chen Dao, who was acting as the referee on the court, his face was so dark that he was about to drip ink.
This guy who was knocked down will not be able to run away after being punished after he comes back.
Fazheng smiled and said to Liu Bei: "My lord, if they fight on the battlefield with their own weapons, those white soldiers will probably be defeated."
Liu Bei said with a straight face: "Don't I know how to fight?"
He knew clearly in his heart that if it were a battlefield, the soldier's legs would not have been hugged, but his legs would have been cut off with a knife!
It won't take that long after falling to the ground, it will just be beheaded immediately.
Naturally, Li Er and others did not have to hold on to the opponent's attack.
And the Baijie soldiers, who lost one man first, might really lose in the face of an enemy who could change their formations flexibly.
Zhuge Liang shook his feather fan proudly. After all, the formation of these soldiers also had his credit.
Zhuge Liang shook his head regretfully when he saw that Li Er and the others were swaying like a small boat in the strong wind and waves under the attack of the white soldiers.
After all, it will be difficult for them to win this battle...
