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Chapter 277

Soon, the soldier ran back and said to Xing Song: "General, the general commanded to let them in!"

Xing Song nodded, looked deeply at Lu Liang, and said, "Please!"

Lu Liang walked inside.

Lu Fang and Lao Xiao naturally kept up with him.

"waste!"

Xing Song glared at the chief again angrily, cursed softly, and then led others to follow him.

Until the main camp inside the military camp.

Of course not a tent.

This military camp looks like a village, with all houses built of blue bricks. Except for some watchtowers, there is nothing special about it.

"please!"

The main business is somewhat similar to the Liangshan Po Shuizhai Juyi Hall that Lu Fang saw on TV in his previous life.

When he reached the door, Xing Song said something again.

Lu Fang and Lao Xiao followed Lu Liang into the house.

At this time, there were many people sitting in the room. Some were wearing casual clothes and some were wearing armor.

The person sitting at the top of the table looks to be in his forties, wearing casual clothes, with a beard, two thick eyebrows, and a Chinese character face.

Yang Chengyi sat on his lower left side.

Obviously this leader is Yang Chengyi's father, and the Chaling Army Commander is in charge of Yang Mao.

Then there are some generals wearing casual clothes or armor.

Han Feihong is also among them.

It seems that his injury has healed.

"President Yang!"

Lu Liang raised his hands to Yang Mao.

Yang Mao also cupped his hand and said, "Magistrate Lu."

His official rank is higher than that of Lu Liang. He should be the eighth rank or the seventh rank.

Yang Chengyi stared at Lu Fang, with anger flashing in his eyes, but he seemed to be a little afraid.

I don't know if it was because of the previous losses at the hands of Lu Fang, or because I heard about Lu Fang's sword injury to Pan Kui.

"Please take a seat!"

After seeing the ceremony, Yang Mao stretched out his hand and said.

But at this time, there are only a few seats near the door left in this room.

Lu Liang chuckled lightly and didn't care about it, so he just chose a seat and sat down.

Lu Fang and Lao Xiao sat below him and were about to leave the door.

Lu Liang said to Yang Maodao: "President Yang should have received the military order from Lord Jiedushi, right?"

"received."

Yang Maodao: "The military order arrived a few days ago, asking me to second you two hundred soldiers to suppress the bandits."

"Didn't you say elite?"

Lu Liang has a profound meaning.

Yang Mao shook his head and chuckled, "This Jiedushi didn't say that. Moreover, our Chaling Army is not divided into elite and mediocre."

"That's good."

Lu Liang smiled and said: "Then please ask the General Capital Commander to send someone to me! Hurry up, we can still get back to You County before dark."

Yang Mao seemed to be very talkative. He glanced at the generals in the room and said, "Which of you is willing to lead troops to assist Magistrate Lu in suppressing the bandits?"

But no one answered.

Yang Chengyi sneered at Lu Fang.

Yang patted the armrest of the chair and said, "Speak!"

"General!"

A general raised his hand towards Yang Mao and asked, "Excuse me, do you have to obey Magistrate Lu's order for this assistance?"

"It's natural."

Yang Maodao.

The general then sneered and said: "We are all from the army, so marching and fighting depends on our skills. But if we listen to the orders of a weak scholar, we may not be able to fight."

"Ha ha."

Someone laughed.

Lu Fang secretly rolled his eyes.

This was all rehearsed, right?

Deliberately embarrassing Lu Liang?

Interesting?

He said aloud: "You can fight, but why haven't I seen you wipe out the bandits in You County in all these years?"

"Who are you? You have no right to speak!"

Na Pianjiang shouted at him.

Lu Fang chuckled, "I've just spoken, what can you do to me? I haven't heard of your Chaling Army having any military exploits, so why are you so arrogant?"

"You are presumptuous!"

"Young man is arrogant!"

"..."

Many generals changed their expressions and glared at Lu Fang.

Lu Fang was too lazy to pay attention to them.

Yang Mao stared at Lu Fang with cold eyes, "This must be the younger brother of Magistrate Lu, he is quite eloquent."

Then he said: "Of course I don't dare to disobey the orders given by the Governor, but who and how many people you can bring with you depends on your own ability."

This makes things clear.

Lu Liang chuckled, "These are all soldiers under your command, President Yang. Why don't you let me take command if you can't command me? I'm afraid it won't be good if no one goes with me, okay?"

"If it doesn't work, I will still gather the numbers for you. But if my brothers don't want to go, even if we have to send the cooks from the military camp, the handymen can be left to you."

Yang Maodao.

He made it clear that he still planned to stand up for his son.

Of course, it is also possible that he was originally ordered by Pan Nanzhang and had no intention of sending elite troops to Luliang.

But this guy, the handyman, is really a bit insulting.

All the generals laughed again.

In this case, Lu Fang had no choice.

If Yang Mao wanted to do this, Pan Nanzhang would not hold him accountable, and neither he nor Lu Liang could do anything to Yang Mao.

Use Liang Siqi's name to threaten Yang Mao?

I'm afraid it won't work either.

Yang Mao was directly under the command of Pan Nanzhang and was not connected with local government affairs. It was not easy for Liang Siqi to interfere in military affairs.

"Just the cook..."

Lu Fang opened his mouth, intending to say that the cook will be the cook, as long as he can gather two hundred heads.

Who says cooks can't fight?

As long as they are not old, weak, sick or disabled, they will still be able to develop combat effectiveness when they are brought back to Youxian for training.

Only at this moment, Han Feihong suddenly stood up, cupped his hands to Yang Mao and said, "General, Han Feihong is willing to give it a try!"

"Would you like to go?"

Yang Mao's eyes narrowed and he spoke very slowly.

This unexpected incident left everyone else in the room in a daze.

Han Feihong is the favorite general of the President of the Capital, why is he coming out to undermine the President of the Capital now?

Haven't we already explained the general rule of the capital?

Yang Chengyi even glared at Han Feihong.

"yes."

Han Feihong did not look at Yang Chengyi's face, but nodded and said: "But I have a premise. I want to fight with Mr. Lu. If Mr. Lu can defeat me, I will lead the army."

As he said that, his eyes fell on Lu Fang's face, full of fighting spirit.

Yang Mao's expression instantly softened, and he asked again: "Didn't you lose to Lu Fang last time?"

Of course, he already knew about that.

At this moment, I just thought that Han Feihong refused to admit defeat and wanted to compete again.

However, he didn't want to see Han Feihong lose, so he reminded Han Feihong not to be impulsive.

Han Feihong nodded and said: "Young Master Lu's move is indeed unmatched by me. But now that I'm in the military camp, I want to compete with him in the military camp."

A smile appeared on Yang Mao's face and he looked at Lu Fang, "Lu Fang, what did you say?"

Military camp way!

Hey!

It turns out that Han Feihong had this idea.

That would be easy to handle.

He didn't think that Lu Fang could still be Han Feihong's opponent. As long as he agreed, Han Feihong would definitely deal with him severely.

He is indeed his beloved general, his mind is so lively.

Lu Fang knew from the looks on these guys' faces that they had nothing to hold back, and asked: "What is the method of the military camp?"

Of course he won't agree easily.

Han Feihong looked directly at him and said: "It's just a comparison of moves, no cultivation required."

No need to cultivate?

That means you can’t even use martial arts skills?

At most, it's just a borrowed move.

Is Han Feihong worried that he will draw his sword again?

Lu Fang chuckled and said: "Han Pianjiang is a bit bullying, isn't it? How old are you, how old am I? Even if I practiced martial arts from my mother's womb, I'm still not as good as you..."

"You don't have to agree."

Han Feihong only said.

"Here comes someone."

Yang Mao even shouted straight outside: "Go and call all the cooks, handymen, pig farmers, and horse feeders in the camp!"

"etc!"

Lu Fang stood up and said, "In that case, I agree."

Then he looked at Yang Mao and said, "When the time comes, if I win by luck, President Yang won't deny it, right?"

Yang Mao chuckled, "I never cheat."

Lu Fang walked straight outside.


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