It was already evening when the two armies competed.

Although they were friendly forces, their respective ranks were different. Liu Lang led the Independent Regiment to station in a mountainous area eight miles away from the Independent 200th Brigade's garrison, and deployed various field fortifications and open and secret whistles according to the practice.

Liu Lang didn't know that not long after he left, Old Liu recorded the results of today's battle between the two armies in detail. However, before he could add his comments to the independent regiment, Xin Wenbin hurriedly walked in.

He reported to Lao Liu in a low voice with an ugly face. Liu San, who was about to finish writing, stood there for a while and sighed. He wrote in the last sentence of the record: The combat effectiveness of the Central Army Liu Lang's Independent Regiment exceeds the 68th Division.

You know, before Xin Wenbin came in, what he planned to write was that the combat effectiveness of the Central Army Liu Lang's Independent Regiment was comparable to that of the 68th Division.

This record, which detailed the details of the two armies' competition, was placed on the desk of a study in an official residence in Chengguan City, Ling Pizhou.

Under the surprise gaze of a young woman wearing a dark cheongsam, her deep eyes were a little surprised and watched the record of her subordinates telegram several times before she put down the telegram and said a few incredible words: "No wonder, no wonder, it's so amazing, it's so amazing."

"Brother, who can get you so praise?" The young woman became a little curious.

Since she entered the official residence here to serve her cousin, she has not seen her cousin who is in power praise her so much.

"Hehe, fifth sister, the eldest brother is not talking about one person, it's a group, you can tell if you look at it." A middle-aged man in a 50-year-old wearing a black traditional robe and jacket handed the message to the young woman and said.

The young woman was surprised and quickly browsed the message. After seeing it, she was shocked on her face, and finally she burst into tears: "It is impossible to hit two targets ten miles away in a row? The artillery of our Kingdom Army cannot reach this level either."

"But the artillery under the fat man's command has reached this level. You didn't read what Liu Sanzheng said. Before he heard the real situation, he planned to write that he was comparable to the 68th Division. But after hearing the real situation, he directly concluded that he was more than his 68th Division. Hehe, although Liu Sanzheng's military command ability is not particularly outstanding, he still has loyalty and will never talk nonsense about such major events.

In fact, it’s not necessary for him to say that just looking at the competition, I can still have my own judgment. A regiment with only more than 2,000 people has a combat power that is more than 10,000 people who have worked hard to manage the Kingdom Army for many years. Do you think they are worth it? How powerful do I say it? "The middle-aged man walked to the window with his hands behind his back and looked at the rockery in the distance. Although his tone was relaxed, his face was slightly solemn.

It turned out that Xin Wenbin reported to Lao Liu with a gloomy face that the last shot of the Independent Regiment was not incorrect. It was just that the infantry who went to make the gun target did not bring enough burning agent, and thought that no one could really hit all three targets, so they did not buried enough weight in the last dam. Even if they were hit, the black smoke that was raised was not much different from the bomb explosion, so they could basically be ignored.

And that landbag naturally belonged to the Independent Regiment. Only the infantry who checked the power of the mountain cannon bomb explosion of the Independent Regiment knew that all three gun targets belonging to the Independent Regiment were hit.

Of course, the last game was not a draw, and the 68th Division still lost.

"You know now, why do I say it's so strange! No wonder they used the power of the third regiment to repel the siege of the Eighth Division with more than 20,000 troops. No matter how well the fortifications were built, who had to guard the position. What's more, you probably didn't know that Liu Lang, a crazy little guy, is very likely the real messenger of the Eighth Division's attack in the north of Qingning County. Hehe, good guy, not to mention that thousands of peasant troops have all kinds of mortars, the retreating Zhao Daoxiao Cavalry Brigade took another fatal blow when the 8th Division attacked with all its strength without any defense. Liu Lang's use of troops was also cruel and ruthless. If it were me, I wouldn't be willing to throw the cannons that the army had cherished their lives to those peasants." The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and continued to look into the distance, and said leisurely.

"Brother, is it a bit unsafe to see Liu Sanzheng's Independent 200th Brigade passing through such a powerful army? Should we send more troops along the way to stare at them so that they will not make any small moves?" The young woman's face was finally moved.

Who doesn’t know that the kings who are trying to completely unify the country’s covetousness of Ling Pizhou, the independent regiment with super combat power is still known as the Central Army.

"No, fifth sister, you only know one thing but not the other. Although Fatty Liu is a powerful general, he is a super thorny person. He chased the 8th Division's butt outside the ancient city and kicked the ten gold medals in the past, and had already violated the taboo of that person. Otherwise, with his shocking record this time, how could he be just a little colonel? Hehe, a highest medal of honor was given. It was such a big deal. If it were Shinohara, I wouldn't be able to do it no matter what." The middle-aged man turned around, his lips curled up slightly and his lips were full of sarcasm.

"Brother, do you mean that Liu Lang will inevitably have a gap in his heart. Can we fight for it? If we pull this strong army to our Kingdom Army... No, even if he comes alone and gives him a division commander position, in a few years, I will have an independent division with stronger combat effectiveness in Pizhou." A surprise surged across the face of the fifth sister.

"What you said is almost impossible." Lao Shi slowly shook his head.

The five girls who only manage the inner hut obviously don’t know the domestic situation, but Lao Shi knew very well. His intention to build an independent kingdom in Lingpizhou has long been tolerated by that person. If he pulls a powerful guy like Liu Lang in, he will undoubtedly tear off the last fig leaf between the two. If he doesn’t do it well, the 500,000 troops that are thousands of miles away will soon arrive in Lingpizhou!

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Of course, it does not mean that Lao Shi is really afraid of the king. It’s not that he has never done it during the war, but he just hasn’t won. Didn’t he sit on the throne safely?

The most important thing is that Liu Lang would never join the National Army, the ruler of Ling Pizhou. Lao Shi has seen Liu Lang's life several times. The Battle of Haicheng suddenly became the key to a draw between the Kingdom Army and the Black Hawk Army. The Battle of the Ancient City and the Black Hawk Army in several battles were not only amazing, but also tenacious and tenacious. He is an extremely excellent soldier.

But what surprised Lao Shi was that such an excellent soldier never showed any political tendency. He seemed not very interested in the kingdom, and he was not very close to the warlords of the Liu family. Even the 300 soldiers provided by his father, except for more than twenty particularly outstanding soldiers, most of the others failed to enter the Independent Regiment. It can be said that the influence of the Liu family on the Independent Regiment can be said to be minimal. On the contrary, Liu Lang was extremely kind to the kingdoms who fought against the Black Hawk Empire. Whether it was the 19th Route Army or the 29th Army, or even the northern refugees who were unwilling to be slaves to the Black Hawk Empire, Liu Lang was extremely friendly.

It seems that his existence is to go against the Black Hawk Empire. If he had to label him, Liu Lang would be a complete nationalist. Such a person pretends to be the entire nation and will never easily join a certain political party or a certain force.

If Liu Lang heard Lao Shi's voice, he would definitely have to sigh that these people who can establish a foundation in troubled times are amazing! He has never said anything, and this person can know about 80% of his intentions through what he did this year.

Sitting on the chair of the Grand Master in front of the desk, I looked at the telegram again. After thinking for a long time, the boss of Ling Pizhou tapped his fingers on the table a few times, "Although it is impossible to work together, I am still more interested in that little guy. The fifth sister, Liu Sanzheng, telexed it to Liu Lang and asked him to accompany Liu Lang to Chengguan City, and I want to see him."
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