As soon as the war drums stopped, the competition officially began. Someone had already started shouting under the table.

"Bail Commander Lin, teach him a lesson! Let him know the power of our first battalion of the Chinese Army!"

"Captain Lin is mighty! Take out the ruthlessness of training us to knock him over!"

"Leave him off the table!"

...

Lin Meng is straightforward, so he is easier to get along with. He has been having a hot fight with his own people these days, and these people are not too big or too small when talking. Since this is an entertainment competition, Qing Cang did not come forward to stop these people from being crazy.

Their bodies and weights are not much different, and they both belong to the powerful type of Kong Wu, but Lin Meng is about ten years old.

"Hmph, look at the fist!"

Lin Meng attacked first, and he punched Zhang Liao in the face with a straight punch, and he wanted to win quickly.

Zhang Liao's bravery is no worse than him. He was stable in the downturn and retreated slightly to widen the distance between the two.

"Hmm? Don't hide, dare to confront me head-on?"

Lin Meng obviously didn't expect him to dodge so quickly! This first attack was not hit, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

"Okay, as you wish."

Zhang Liao turned around and suddenly fisted, and a left hook punch was punched. Lin Meng was obviously holding it big, not dodging or dodging, and directly grabbed Zhang Liao's hand. Unexpectedly, his punch was a feint, followed by a straight punch. The punch was extremely powerful. Lin Meng quickly took the move, and a muffled bang hit his chest. He was shocked and retreated ten steps back before stopping.

The troops were in an uproar. From this round, we can see that Zhang Liao's strength, speed and decision-making are indeed a bit stronger than Lin's.

"What! Captain Lin's strength and speed are not as strong as him?"

"This cannot be done, he is the most powerful in our camp!"

"My God! What is hidden in that person's body? Is it a beast?"

"He's younger than us, right?"

"The commander has a wise eye and can discover such masters."

"Stop talking, look, the exciting part is coming!"

...

No matter what people say, Zhang Liaocai said coldly. "You are just like that!"

"What did you say! Take my kick."

Lin Meng was so angry that the punch obviously did not cause any substantial damage to him, and he could still beat him, so he bullied himself and tried to regain the game with one move.

Zhang Liao saw through him and smiled and said, "The lower plate is unstable!"

After saying that, he kicked Lin Meng straight into Lin Meng's lower abdomen. Lin Meng flew out like a kite with broken string and fell heavily outside the platform. The outside of the platform was muddy, and the huge pain made Lin Meng unable to get up for a short time. He supported him on the ground with his hands and was difficult to move.

The strength of this generation of fierce generals is really not enough to solve the battle directly. Lin Meng's strength is not much different from Cao Chen, and Cao Chen is defeated by Qing Cang. If Qing Cang and Zhang Liao fight, it is unknown who will win.

However, Qing Cang is not so stupid that he can test people with martial arts. If he wins, he will be faced. After losing, he will always have trouble meeting him. There is no need to decide the outcome with him. As long as he commands them well, it is enough. The rest is not important at all. Moreover, he is a systematic person. With powerful weapons, in this era, no one can beat him in a single line.

Everything happened too suddenly. It took less than a minute from the two of them to the failure of Lin Meng.

"This...how did he do it!"

"It's like a terrifying friend!"

"Is this still a human?"

Everyone took a breath of air. When they saw Zhang Liao's fierceness, they all looked at him with admiration, and at the same time they were amazed at Qing Cang's eyes.

If it is a weapon, if both sides fight, it is still a question whether Lin Meng can survive. After all, if the weapon does not have eyes, it may be a serious injury if it accidentally hurts.

Cao Chen, who was beside him, saw everything on the field, and thought a little about it. He was not as reckless as Lin Meng, and would think about everything afterwards. At this moment, he probably was thinking that if he had no weapons, he would not last three rounds.

If the situation develops, it may lose control. Qing Cang came out to smooth things out at this time.

"Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. You are all my powerful generals, so don't hurt your kindness."

If the generals are not in harmony, the loss will be the greatest. If it can lead to healthy competition, it may be a good thing.

"Yes, Commander."

After Zhang Liao responded, he got off the stage and approached Lin Meng who had fallen to the ground. Every time he took a step, people's hearts would be raised, which scared the people nearby.

"What does he want to do?"

"I won't kill someone to silence you?"

"Stop him!"

"The commander has spoken. He dare not be so arrogant, right?"

"Be careful, Battalion Commander Lin!"

Lin Meng fought with these people very enthusiastically, and people would inevitably stand on their acquaintances. But due to Qing Cang's presence, no one dared to go up and stop Zhang Liao. What if he didn't want to kill Lin Meng?

Amid people's suspicion, Zhang Liao stopped, stretched out his left hand, and tried to pull Lin Meng up.

This is even more incredible. He didn't want to kill Lin Meng, but wanted to pull him up. The so-called second in the game and first in friendship is just like this. From the side, Zhang Liao is not a reckless man. At the same time, people have made high praises to Zhang Liao. Although he is arrogant, he still respects his opponents and shows his magnanimity in this way.

Lin Meng paused for a while and everyone came here so actively. After a struggle of thought, he finally reached out and pulled him out of the mud. He lowered his head in shame, and blushed like Zhang Liao, pretending to slap the mud on his body.

Finally, in full view of everyone, he admitted: "I lost, convinced!"

Lin Meng seemed a little embarrassed. He originally wanted to teach Zhang Liao a lesson, but now he was beaten to death.

"I'm always waiting for your challenge."

Zhang Liao gave Lin Meng a step forward, and of course he said with the flow: "Okay, we will compete again next day, and I will definitely defeat you!"

This dispute ended with a beautiful ending. Qing Cang did not forget to make chicken soup.

"I hope you can support each other in the future. Follow me to fight the world, defeat the Eastern Han Dynasty, destroy the Yellow Turbans, and achieve a career. From now on, the world will belong to our Chinese army, and you will be founding generals and be famous for generations."

This made everyone excited, especially Lin Cao and the others. They had seen Qing Cang grow from about twenty to four thousand people, and at the same time they would surprise them every time. Whether it was tactical arrangements, equipment, weapons, medical care, etc., no one could do it like him.

The two men immediately replied: "Listen to the commander's teachings."

They expressed their understanding and listened to it. Qing Cang nodded.

"Zhang Liao!"

"exist!"

"Let Lin Meng lead you to the recruit camp to select five hundred soldiers, and you will be appointed by the people below."

"Yes, Commander."

"And Battalion Commander Lin and Battalion Commander Cao must not slack off on the training of new recruits. If you encounter martial arts problems, you can also ask Battalion Commander Zhang, his strength is obvious to all."

Qing Cang was very satisfied with the result, and was delighted and immediately said:

"Okay, let's kill sheep and cattle, prepare wine and food, I want to reward all the soldiers."

In this way, the whole army cheered and could not stop for a long time.
Chapter completed!