Nie Zheng looked at him sideways: "What is the relationship between these people and you? If it doesn't matter, then I won't be polite."

Fang Zhengyi said helplessly: "Don't do anything, we are all here."

"The lower officials will disband them after a while. These people were just temporarily deceived."

"However, Mr. Nie, you only brought less than two thousand people with you. Is that enough?"

Nie Zheng said proudly: "It seems that you don't know the military affairs. Only 1,500 people came today. This is just for safety's sake."

"Ten thousand old, weak, sick and disabled, five hundred elite soldiers are enough!"

Yes! These people are probably just cannon fodder when they are brought to the battlefield.

Fang Zheng smiled awkwardly: "Since you're here, sir, let's watch a good show."

"There is a martial arts competition going on now. Two out of three games are best. The one holding the knife is ours."

Nie Zheng looked towards the formation and said, "You are new here, do you still have such talents?"

"How do you say this?"

"The way this man stands is extraordinary. He seems to have military experience."

Fang Zheng smiled and did not explain.

But I couldn't help but take a deep breath, this guy's eyes are so poisonous.

But I couldn't tell anything about it, and it turned out that I was specialized in the art.

This person should be treated with caution!

After quietly glancing at Nie Zheng again, Fang Zheng rode back to the crowd and shouted: "Let's get started! Stop dawdling!"

Chen Dasheng panicked and watched as Fang Zheng walked up to the general, whispered something, and then came back.

Could it be that they want to join forces to strangle themselves?

I was deceived by that dog official Liu Xun!?

But the matter has come to this, and there is no way out now. He can only bite the bullet and finish the fight first. Chen Dasheng gritted his teeth and rushed forward!

Zhou Tie saw this and rushed forward with his sword in hand!

The mad wave sword dance in one hand was airtight. The moment the two of them fought, dozens of swords hit the weak spot on Chen Dasheng's body!

I saw Chen Dasheng's hand that was about to punch suddenly retracted and made a horse stance!

Seeing this, Zhou Tie struck Chen Dasheng with ten more swords in a row, and the blade suddenly shattered!

"grass!"

The next second! Zhou Tie put aside the broken knife and immediately jumped away. The two distanced themselves again, and the two sides fell into a confrontation again.

Nie Zheng looked at it with surprise!

This person! He must be a fierce general! His force is even stronger than when he was young! If he is under his command...

Fang Zhengyi looked puzzled and turned around to ask Zhang Biao: "What is this attack on? Why are they not moving?"

Zhang Biao frowned, then relaxed his brows: "Oh, I was thinking about that just now."

"That Chen Dasheng is either immobile or unable to move at all. He will be hacked no matter how he moves. It is better to defend with all his strength."

"Zhou Tie suffered internal injuries. I broke several of his ribs last time. He has only been recovering for a few days. He should not be beaten anymore."

"However, his sword skills are indeed very powerful. If he were at his peak, I might not be able to defeat him with my bare hands."

Fang Zheng heard everything and became anxious.

Damn it! If you didn’t tell me about such a big thing earlier, you’d be slapped with broken ribs!

If he moved around like this, if the bones were pierced into his internal organs, he would die!

Immediately, Fang Zheng shouted into the formation: "No more fighting! In the first game, we admit defeat!"

"Go and bring it back to Zhou Tie!"

Zhang Biao heard this and rode into the formation to pick up Zhou Tie.

When he arrived at Zhou Tie's side, Zhang Biao said, "Let's go. If you're injured, don't fight. The young master asked you to go back."

"No reply! Let's talk after we finish!"

Zhou Tie gritted his teeth and a trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.

Let’s go? Now that I’m gone, where will I put my face?

Seeing that he couldn't listen and kept staring at Chen Dasheng, Zhang Biao knocked him unconscious with a knife, then threw him on the horse and patted the horse's butt.

The horse trotted all the way back to Fang Zhengyi.

"Quick! Xie Xian, send him back to recuperate! He's still out to waste his remaining blood!"

Nie Zheng looked at this scene with confusion on his face, then rode up to Fang Zhengyi and asked, "Why don't we fight? Is there an internal fight?"

"No, his old injury has recurred and he can't fight anymore."

Now Zhang Biao has replaced Chen Dasheng in the formation.

When Fang Zheng saw this, he shouted: "Brother Biao, kill him openly!"

If there are so many people and you use underhanded tactics, even if you win in a while, you may not be able to convince the crowd.

Chen Dasheng's situation is worse than Zhou Tie's now!

The whole person was still immersed in the fear of being dominated by the light of the sword.

The shadow of the sword that filled the sky was like a wave that swept him in, making him unable to escape!

And every knife is powerful and heavy!

He wanted to punch the enemy, but the blunt knife cut on his joints the next moment, and he had to retract his fist.

If you try to punch again, all attack routes will be blocked, and there will be no chance to counterattack!

Fortunately... fortunately, the broken knife was of poor quality and hadn't been sharpened yet, otherwise I would have been in trouble this time...

Chen Dasheng still maintained his horse stance, recalling the astonishing scene just now, his teeth couldn't help but chatter.

Seeing that there was a new person on the field, Chen Dasheng took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Although the guy in front of me is tall and strong, he is unarmed. He has been practicing kung fu for more than ten years. If he fights with bare hands, he will definitely not be afraid of anyone!!

Moreover, he was wearing a coat on a hot day, which shows that there is something wrong with his brain! He is definitely no match for me!

Chen Dasheng swallowed and relieved his tension.

He smiled at Zhang Biao and said, "The one just now was injured by my inner strength. Why don't you kid get a weapon?"

Zhang Biao looked at him, said nothing, and silently opened his coat.

Chen Dasheng's big face suddenly fell down, and Lao Gao suddenly felt relieved again.

His heart was roaring like crazy!

Damn it! What the hell is this!

I saw that Zhang Biao's clothes were covered with densely packed weapons.

The top row is of flying knives and flying needles! The next row is of spikes, daggers, scissors, screwdrivers, and saws!

The next row is a three-section stick, an Emei thorn, a pointing tiger, and a stainless steel spear head!

There was a whip wrapped around his waist, and there seemed to be a bag of powder-like things hanging around his waist, and there was even a small crossbow!

At the bottom is a pile of bottles and cans, with no one knowing what they are about, only the mouths of the bottles can be seen.

Then Zhang Biao silently stretched his hand to his back, slowly pulled out a broad sword from the back collar, and inserted it into the ground with a loud "dang" sound!

Looking at Chen Dasheng, he said calmly: "Young Master asked me to defeat you in an upright and fair manner. You can choose for yourself."

"I...I...I..." Chen Dasheng's eyes bulged, and he kept scanning the murder weapon in Zhang Biao's clothes.

Regardless of the category, with so many things hanging on my body, wouldn’t it be heavy?

Behind Zhang Biao were Fang Zhengyi and the others. Apart from seeing Zhang Biao unfold his clothes and pull out a sword, there was nothing else.

But things are different here with Chen Dasheng.

The few rows in front could see clearly, and everyone was stunned and at a loss.

Is this something a human being can do? Bringing the armory with you?!

"Okay, don't waste time, choose quickly!"
Chapter completed!