People in the Tang Dynasty were fond of gambling, and there were many casinos in Chang'an City.
Seeing the two sides competing today, Li Er's hands felt itchy. In fact, more importantly, he knew that his team would definitely win.
Since he was able to win, he also thought about having a prostitute for nothing, but what he didn't expect was that his wise brother also followed him and completed the bet!
"Master, I wonder if I can also take a gamble?"
"Of course, hahahaha."
"If that's the case, then I'll bet 5 coins on the team from my Yali Mansion."
Although he can also give out 100 coins, his current status belongs to the butler, so if he takes out so much money, it will inevitably make people suspicious.
"Hahahaha, shopkeeper, I also want to bet twice. I'll bet 10 yuan."
This atmosphere appeared immediately, and Linglong on the side spoke.
"Master, I wonder if I can give you some pressure too?"
"sure!"
"Then I'll bet the young master, I'll bet 50 coins. Xiao Yue, what about you?
"Seeing the people on the left and right, Li Yue thought for a moment.
"If that's the case, then I'll bet Mr. Zhao on 10 coins.
Having just heard that his daughter was going to pledge a team, Li Er was still full of expectations that his daughter would also pledge her own team.
However, what she said just felt really heartbreaking.
"Father, I also want to bet. I bet on father, but I only have a few copper coins on me."
"Hahahaha, a few copper coins will do, a few copper coins will do."
At the critical moment, look, you still have to use your own son.
Although a few copper coins were not much, Li Er couldn't help laughing.
After several people deposited their money, they turned their heads and watched the fight taking place in front of them.
Everyone has received professional training, and from time to time someone will be knocked to the ground, get up, and start fighting again.
From the looks of it, the battle will end only if the other side's physical strength is completely exhausted.
Cheng Yaojin couldn't hold himself back, hurried over and started cheering!
"Yes, yes, how did I train you at that time?
Beat me, beat me hard, you bastards, if you can't win, I will deal with you hard when I return to Chang'an City this time.
Yes, yes, just hit like this, hit hard."
"My dear brother, I really made you laugh. My relative is a martial arts fanatic."
"It doesn't matter,
Everyone has their own hobbies. Some people like to read and write, and some people like to practice martial arts.
It would be a blessing if you could do something you like."
Zhao Mu admired this man's carefree character very much.
If people who practice martial arts are very reserved, what's the difference between them and a woman?
We must win, we must win, brothers must win.
All the guards in Zhaojiazhuang also cheered.
Everyone was pumped up, eager to step forward and try, and just like that, the simplest fight was staged in this martial arts arena.
Time passed by, and after half an hour of fighting, the physical strength of both sides had reached its limit.
As a soldier on Li Er's side fell to the ground, he tried to stand up, but there was no strength left in his body.
He had no choice but to lie down on the ground, breathing heavily.
On the other side, the guards of Zhaojiazhuang stood quietly watching the remaining people.
What? I'll make it up, it doesn't matter, there are 19 other people. The failure of one person can only mean that they may be lucky.
Seeing his soldiers fall to the ground, Cheng Yaojin's eyes widened.
This is just a simple martial arts competition. If there is a war and falling to the ground, it means immediate death.
Fortunately, I found an excuse for myself and settled the matter.
However, before he could react, another Tang soldier also fell to the ground with an ouch, his whole body weak.
I tried to hold my body up, but still didn't stand up.
Li Er looked up, and his old face couldn't help but turn dark.
There were 20 people, and two of my own people fell first. For other people, the morale will definitely be affected!
A few more minutes passed, and half of their men were knocked to the ground, leaving only 10 people, still struggling to support themselves.
According to the current battle situation, Li Er knew that his side had lost, and lost so completely.
Half of the people had already won, and the remaining half were more motivated. Within a moment, all the remaining 10 people were thrown to the ground.
Today's competition ended with Zhaojiazhuang's victory.
On the other hand, all the 20 soldiers they brought over fell to the ground.
It's not particularly serious, it's just a loss of strength, and those that are particularly serious are broken arms or legs or feet.
Zhao Mu arranged for people to take all 40 of them to the pharmacy for treatment.
All the personnel were taken away, leaving only Li Er who looked embarrassed and looked up at Zhao Mu!
Hahahaha!
"How's it going? I feel like the training of these people is pretty good, right?
Do you want to bring these people of yours to my village and I can train them for you?"
Li Er's old face turned dark again. Isn't this what he said to his wise brother at that time?
Now that these words were returned, Li Er felt that his face was really painful.
Except for Cheng Yaojin who stood beside Li Er blankly, these 20 people were all elites in their military camp.
They are all real masters. Even if they encounter enemies on the battlefield, 1 versus 2 is really not a problem.
Such well-trained soldiers were beaten to the ground when they arrived at Zhuangzi. It felt a bit too fantasy and hard to believe.
Shopkeeper, we, our people lost, lost? Our people lost like this?
Li Er walked forward and patted Cheng Yaojin on the shoulder.
"Hahahaha, it's good to lose, it's good to lose.
This shows that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Losing means that our guards still have room to be strong."
Li Er can see clearly, since his guards at Zhaojiazhuang are trained by ordinary people.
Since ordinary people, after some training, are stronger than these professionally trained soldiers, what does this mean?
Doesn't this mean that the training methods of his wise brother Zhuangzi are superior to theirs?
If these training methods could be learned and popularized throughout the Tang Dynasty's army, wouldn't it mean that the combat effectiveness of their entire Tang Dynasty soldiers could be rapidly improved?
But now it seems a bit pity. If they could meet the wise brother earlier, they would definitely be able to master such a powerful body-building technique earlier.
Now that the army of the Tang Dynasty has set off, it will not take long to reach the northern border, where they will camp and wait until next spring to launch an attack on the Turks.
There are only two to three months to train before and after, even if this method is used for intensive training.
No matter how powerful the body training technique is, it's still a bit late!