The carriage was sailing towards the north of the city.

There are few markets in the north of the city, but there are many carriages coming and going.

Because there is a large camp of the Yulin Army in the north of the city.

The Yulin Army guarded the imperial city, but except for the rotating sergeants, the rest of the sergeants were trained in the camps in the north and outskirts of the city.

The Yulin Army in the north camp of this city is also called the Yulin Inner Guard, and its military rank is one level higher than the Yulin Army in the outskirts of the city.

Soon, everyone realized that Wang Jingmeng's carriage was heading straight towards the north camp of the Yulin Army.

"What is he going to do?"

When Wang Jingmeng's carriage was getting closer and closer to the camp in the north of the city, even many powerful people in Changling could no longer guess Wang Jingmeng's intention.

The military camp is not a downtown city, so how can it be arbitrarily and close to people?

What's more, the army is different from the world of the world, and unlike any place of practice, practitioners in the army cannot participate in the battle of intention at will.

"end!"

When Wang Jingmeng's carriage was two hundred steps away from the camp gate of the north camp, a solemn call and a trembling sound of armor were already heard in the north camp.

A general wearing black armor stood at the door of the military camp with a cold face. He watched Wang Jingmeng get off the carriage, with deep mockery and disdain in his eyes.

In the eyes of people like him, such a farce naturally cannot ignite into the military camp.

Can the military camp allow these ordinary people to make trouble like they are participating in a market?

However, what made him frown in an instant was that Wang Jingmeng got off the carriage. When he stood still, all the carriages and the abortions behind him stopped moving in unison.

At this moment, the general had a trace of trance and illusion.

He even felt that he was not facing a large group of ordinary people watching the fun, but a uniform army with a mountain of military orders.

He took a deep breath, and his eyes looked at Wang Jingmeng instantly.

He was a general who had been fighting for many years, so he knew very well why such a result occurred.

Only those who have completely intimidated their followers and made their followers respected will naturally follow the meaning he revealed invisibly without saying a word.

On the battlefield, only the general who wins every battle and charges in front of every battle will make all the soldiers who follow him like this.

"I want to see Yulin Military Stone teach in Hushi. I know he will take a rest today, in this military camp."

Wang Jingmeng bowed to the general and said without any nonsense: "I want to see Teacher Shi because he is not only not worthy of virtue but also not skilled. If he has been teaching the Yulin Army and even has to draw local training local troops, then my Daqin soldiers will die many more people on the battlefield."

The general's brows frowned a little deeper.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Jingmeng: "Are you fooling the public and forcing the government to do things?"

"This is a matter of life." Wang Jingmeng looked at the general calmly and said, "It is not as complicated as the government affairs of the government. Whether what I said is true can be seen at a glance."

The general remained silent.

Wang Jingmeng looked at him and continued, "Of course, today I said such words. If Teacher Shi didn't want to come out to confirm, or his superior general didn't want to confirm this, I have no right to interfere."

The general nodded slowly and said,

You're waiting here."

After saying this, he made a gesture to the military camp behind him.

After a few breaths, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded.

An uncontrollable scream rang out.

Dozens of tower-like soldiers appeared at the gate of the military camp in slaughter.

These soldiers were covered in black armor, their bodies were very burly, and they looked full of powerful strength in their flesh and blood.

A general in charge was particularly strong. His face looked very ugly, and his face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of dust.

"I don't argue with you if you say I'm not worthy of my virtue, but I don't know how to match my skills, but I want to ask what it means to match my skills. Do you think the sergeants I trained are not good enough?" The general looked at Wang Jingmeng fiercely, and his eyes swept over the people who followed Wang Jingmeng behind him. "Or do you think your talent is extraordinary and you can easily win the sword, so you think that things on the battlefield are all about fighting between practitioners? Do you think that you can win in fighting between practitioners, and you can randomly criticize a teacher who teaches the methods of killing soldiers on the chaotic field?"

This general has its own fierce flames. Many people were shrouded by his eyes and felt cold and very afraid. However, an imperceptible smile appeared on Wang Jingmeng's face.

All in.

This general is Shi Conghu.

The words he said after leaving the military camp were almost exactly the same as Lin Zhujiu expected, and even the order of his speech was the same as Lin Zhujiu said.

"So what you mean is that even if I can beat you easily, I don't deserve to judge you at will." Wang Jingmeng looked at Shi Conghu, and the smile on his face instantly expanded: "Because your teaching teaches killing on the battlefield, not fighting among practitioners."

Shi Conghu also laughed, and he kept sneering, "That's natural. Practitioners naturally have teachings in their practice, and soldiers naturally have the fighting methods of soldiers. How can laymen judge at will?"

He was originally extremely nervous, afraid that Wang Jingmeng would keep talking about his morality, but at this time the other party seemed to be speaking only with his words, and he felt very at ease.

Wang Jingmeng smiled faintly and said, "It's just that I didn't mean that there was something wrong with the battle between the practitioners you taught. What I originally said was that there was something wrong with the fighting method of the soldiers you taught. Last autumn, the casualties of the local army you taught in the west during the Qing turmoil in the west were much higher than all the other lower-level troops."

"What!" Shi Conghu's face froze instantly, and several generals in the military camp couldn't help but exclaim.

"It is not difficult for your military to ask for the military's war loss figures. As long as you check it, you will find that this is the truth." Wang Jingmeng looked at Shi Conghu, and the smile on his face also became a little cold. "It's just that few people care about this number on weekdays, let alone some people deliberately cover up this fact. It's just those numbers...every number is a living life. Those people, like you, have family and parents."

The stones rose and fell violently in the chest of the lake.

His face turned gray from purplish.

He knew that no matter how the other party said it, no matter how it ended today, he would never be able to gain a foothold in this military camp or even Changling in the future.

He knew very well that this was the truth.

Quirking based on facts has no meaning.

If you argue here

No, the other party is likely to smash the case file transferred from the military headquarters in his face, and his situation will be even more embarrassing.

"The enemy is different, the casualties are naturally different."

He looked at Wang Jingmeng and said, "I can't respond to this question, but you are sure that this is the fact. So what method do you want to use to prove that I am not in line with my skills?"

He took a deep breath, and the expression on his face became more and more sinister, "You said that the people I taught were not good, then do you dare to face these people and let everyone see how they are not good and how I taught them wrong?"

"I know you have such doubts in your heart. If you want to solve the problem, it's best to agree to his request." Wang Jingmeng did not look at him, but looked at the silent general before. He said slowly: "General Fang, I promise that none of these people will die. I promise that these people will be stronger in the future."

"Okay." The taciturn general did not hesitate at all this time. He nodded extremely simply and said.

Several loud shouts rang out.

There was a sudden burst of curses among the people behind Wang Jingmeng.

Because with these loud shouts, more than a dozen soldiers ran out quickly.

As a result, more than fifty armored soldiers walked out of the stone from both sides of the lake.

Obviously, these people are going to attack Wang Jingmeng.

At this time, everyone understood the conversation between Wang Jingmeng and Shi Conghu.

Shi Conghu said that he mainly taught the methods of killing in the chaotic battle formation, while Wang Jingmeng said that even in the chaotic battle formation, the fighting methods he taught, the cooperation and battle formations of these people he taught were all very problematic. The meaning is that Shi Conghu was simply an unqualified fool.

And now, Wang Jingmeng has to face so many soldiers to prove the chaos of his usual teaching.

"Do you want to ride a horse?"

Wang Jingmeng looked at the soldiers and asked again calmly.

"No!" Shi Conghuli smiled.

If it is in a real battle formation, there will naturally be many people riding war horses to attack.

But in his opinion, if a single practitioner is surrounded and killed, the war horse will not change.

The people who follow him now are all fellow villagers whom he brought out. They are not only very loyal to him, but also have followed him for many years and can be regarded as the elite among the Yulin Guard.

The Yulin Guard's military equipment has always been the best in the entire Qin Dynasty. Moreover, the Yulin Guard's illusion of enemies are more powerful practitioners who sneak into the palace, so they naturally carry a lot of arms targeting the practitioners.

Even though he knew very well that Wang Jingmeng should be the strongest swordsman among the younger generation of Changling, he definitely did not think that Wang Jingmeng could defeat these subordinates.

Since Wang Jingmeng has ruined him.

Then he would destroy Wang Jingmeng as much as possible here.

Perhaps if he could destroy Wang Jingmeng, he would secretly receive some rewards from the powerful people in Changling, and perhaps he could find a place of peace after leaving Changling.

"Kill him."

So when these sergeants walked by him, he whispered the order.

The general named Fang raised his eyebrows slightly.
Chapter completed!