"Oh, Young Master Shen is confused." The two sighed.

Shen Xingliu reached out and patted the two of them on the shoulders and said, "Let me tell you how to act."

"The three of us are guarding three corners respectively. If one side is attacked, one of the other two sides will hit him from behind, and the other will cut into the center to prevent him from looking at each other."

Both of them gave a thumbs up, which means that the side being beaten needs to hold on until the two sides come to help. There is no doubt that Shen Xingliu has the most difficult time holding the corner.

"Okay, let's go our separate ways," Shen Xingliu saw that the two of them had no doubts, and then said: "By the way, arrange a troop ordering ceremony for me so that I can lead people to station."

Wei Songying was a little confused: "Young knight, do you need to lend me my sword seal to you? Otherwise, my warriors who have fought a hundred battles may not obey you."

When Shen Xingliu saw him in trouble, he laughed and said, "No, I have my own way."

"This..." The two hesitated, and were immediately urged by Shen Xingliu to prepare troops.

In the hall, only Shen Xingliu and Tang Xuanxuan were left.

"Thank you." Shen Xingliu said, holding her hand.

Tang Xuanxuan let him pull her and said, "Thank you for what?"

Shen Xingliu leaned into her ear and said, "Thank you for trusting me."

Tang Xuanxuan's ears turned red and she softly said "Hmm".

"Just wait for me to come back in the city," he said.

Tang Xuanxuan did not refuse, she had something she could do, and there were too many wounded soldiers in the city who needed her to treat.

About half an hour later, the soldiers came to report that the troops were ready and asked Shen Shaoxia to move to the camp outside the city.

He pulled Tang Xuanxuan and strode out of the city.

On the school field outside the city, a group of soldiers were gathered together, including corps commanders and commanders, and even a centurion.

"Hey, have you heard that we are going to camp on a high ground?"

"You are too slow to get the news. I heard that a young boy is coming to lead us."

"Hahaha, has that hairy boy been weaned? Can he hold a knife?"

"Hey, I can't say for sure. I might even wet my crotch."

"Hahaha!"

A group of veterans were playing hahaha on the school field. The centurion leaned on the flagpole with his arms folded and looked up at them.

"I'll deal with these bastards." Wei Mou was furious and wanted to roll up his sleeves, but was stopped by Wei Songying.

"Dong dong dong!"

The drums suddenly sounded, and the corps commanders, captains, and centurions quickly stood in line, but no one stood on the high platform.

The drummer was also very surprised. After the drum was played, it was time to come, and he looked at the two people in the distance.

The two of them were also caught off guard. According to the military rules, if they did not hit the drum three times, they would be beheaded. They signaled the drummer to continue beating the drum.

The drummer got the signal and continued to beat the drum.

The second drum has not arrived yet, the third drum has come up!

The soldiers whispered, "Then the boy won't run away, right?"

"possible."

"Stop talking. Look, someone is coming. He's on stage."

Just as the drum beat finished, Shen Xingliu reached the last step alone.

"It scared me to death." Wei Mou wiped the cold sweat from his head. Even if he was killed, he would not

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He could move a hair of Shen Xingliu.

Wei Songying looked calm on the surface, but in fact his palms were filled with sweat.

A group of soldiers were waiting for Shen Xingliu to say something, but they saw him sitting down on the steps.

I couldn't help but become restless. What do you mean, you look down on us?

Shen Xingliu saw the soldiers' restlessness and slowly said, "I want to ask you a question, why did you join the army?"

"Sir, of course it's just for food." said a corps commander.

"Hahaha!"

The crowd burst into laughter, seemingly happy to see the young man on stage suffer.

Shen Xingliu also laughed loudly when he heard it, his voice overshadowed everyone present, and he burst into tears from his laughter.

A group of armored men stopped laughing and looked at the young man who was almost crazy.

"That's a good answer, very lifelike," Shen Xingliu looked up and cried, "But I know a person who didn't say that."

"Then let me ask you again, what would you do if a thief broke into your home?"

Soldiers, you look at me and I look at you. One of the brave commanders tried and said, "Of course I'll drive him out."

"That's right, get him out!"

Shen Xingliu stood up, wiped his face, pointed at the soldiers, and said: "What if someone breaks into your home, burns your house, kills your relatives, defile your wife and daughter, and bully your children?

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The last word was completely shouted.

The centurion felt his blood rising, raised his fist, and shouted: "Of course, kill!"

The soldiers were inspired and raised their fists one after another and said: "Kill, kill, kill!"

The voice resounded through the sky, and the Wei brothers were shocked by these remarks. They wanted to rush into the field and shout with them. Some soldiers were also alarmed and came over to watch.

Shen Xingliu raised his hand and clenched his fist, the whole audience was silent, and pointed to the north with his finger.

"Now the Rou people from the north have invaded our land, killed our people, and bullied our women. This hatred is irreconcilable. What should we do?"

"Drive away the Beirou people! Kill all the Beirou soldiers!" The soldiers shouted together with the soldiers outside the field, and the two Wei families raised their arms and shouted wildly.

Shen Xingliu smiled happily, this is what he wanted to see.

Then he changed the subject and said with some self-deprecation: "Some people say that you are veterans of hundreds of battles. In my opinion, you are all a bunch of losers. You don't even know when the enemy comes knocking on your door."

"Sir, what you say is very disrespectful. If you have the ability, bring the Beirou people here, and I, Old Pang, will practice with them." The centurion patted his chest in anger and shouted out of the queue.

Okay, this is what I want. Shen Xingliu thought.

"Hmph, okay. The Beirou people are a hundred miles away from here. There are 30,000 people in total. Can you kill them all by yourself?" Shen Xingliu asked.

Although the centurion was very unconvinced, he could not defeat thirty thousand people. Panting heavily, he knelt on the ground and beat the ground with his fists.

"Damn it, damn Beirou people. Kill my people and invade my land. I'm going to kill you!" Pang Junde kept roaring, his eyes were scarlet red.

Shen Xingliu ignored him and continued: "Now I need five thousand people. Although I can't guarantee that each of you can survive, I believe that the people will remember you, and this land will remember you, history and country."

They will all remember you! They will all thank you for fighting!"

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Young hero, I am willing to fight!"

"I'm also willing to fight!"

Shen Xingliu pressed his hand, and the whole place fell silent, and said: "I only need real men who are not afraid of death. Don't come to me if you are greedy for life or afraid of death."

"Young hero, we are not afraid of death!" Fifteen thousand people in the entire military camp were shouting crazily.

When Shen Xingliu saw that the morale of the soldiers was aroused to the extreme, he flew down from the high platform and landed on the war horse.

The war horse roared and raised its front hooves.

"Men who are not afraid of death, follow me!" Shen Xingliu returned to his horse and galloped out of the school grounds.

A group of soldiers on the school field ran around to assemble their troops and followed Shen Xingliu out of the military camp. Centurion Pang Junde took the lead and followed Shen Xingliu closely.

The Wei brothers are now completely convinced by Shen Xingliu.

Tang Xuanxuan bid farewell to her lover with tears in her eyes.

"You must, you must come back alive." Tang Xuanxuan prayed to heaven.

Wei Mou was eager to get up to the high platform. It was time for him to perform. With Shen Xingliu's pearls in front, the atmosphere reached its peak again.

"Brother, let me go. Brother, please take care of yourself." Wei Mou greeted Wei Song on the horse.

Wei Songying nodded happily, and Wei Mou led 5,000 people and whipped away.

The three of them acted independently, and Tang Xuanxuan returned to the city to treat the injuries and illnesses of the people and soldiers for free.

Shen Xingliu led 5,000 people to the predetermined high ground, got off his horse and checked the local soil conditions.

He said to Pang Junde: "There are many sand and gravel trees here. It is very good to camp here. You can cut down the trees to make defensive tools. Fill the gaps in the wood with sand and gravel. After preparations are completed, cut down the trees within a mile around to prevent the enemy from using them."
To be continued...