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Chapter 18: Divine Soldiers

The boy picked up by Qi Qide was Qin Yu. He noticed something strange about his master and followed his gaze, and then he saw Jiang Long standing outside the crowd.

So he jumped down in a hurry and ran towards Jiang Long.

A black shadow was faster than him and rushed to Jiang Long first.

"Forward, stop." Qin Yu shouted sharply when he saw this. He knew that it was because Jiang Long didn't like forward that the steward of the mansion arranged for him to take care of forward.

After spending so much time with the striker, he had developed a strong affection for the striker, and was afraid that the striker would collide with Jiang Long and be punished.

However, the striker, who is usually very obedient, did not listen to him this time.

I have to say that the forward is very spiritual and always remembers who is its real owner.

Although Yuchai, Baoping, and Qin Yu were very kind to it, and it would not attack the three of them, it would only appear so excited and enthusiastic when facing Jiang Long and its original body.

As expected, the striker once again put his paws on Jiang Long's shoulders and gave him a sip.

Jiang Long was so pressed that he almost doubled over and awkwardly raised his sleeves to wipe them.

Qin Yu was startled. He quickened his pace and ran forward. He pulled the striker aside, put his hand on the striker's back to prevent him from moving, and said in a panic: "Little

Young Master, the striker has not seen you for too long and misses you. Don’t be angry with it."

The forward was dissatisfied at this time. It wanted to continue playing with its owner. It tried to escape with its four paws, but the big hand on its back was very powerful!

Qin Yu's body is thick and strong, and he has great strength, but it is also very difficult to face the fierce struggle of the forward.

He lowered his body and hugged the striker with both hands, finally controlling the striker so that he could not move.

The striker growled angrily.

Jiang Long was surprised at this time.

In the original memory, he only knew that Qin Yu was tall and strong, but he didn't know that this young man had such great strength and was also very good at wrestling.

The striker had easily knocked Jiang Long to the ground before, so Jiang Long had an intuitive feeling.

Jiang Long knew that the strikers were very powerful, and even two of them were no match for ordinary adult men.

Seeing that Jiang Long didn't speak and just stared at him, Qin Yu lowered his head and whispered: "It's the younger one's fault. He didn't look forward and rushed into the young master. If you want to be punished, young master, just punish the younger one."

."

Qin Yu's height is definitely over two meters. In this era, he would have reached two feet. Now he is only squatting, but he is only one head shorter than Jiang Long.

Jiang Long then smiled and stretched out his hand and patted Qin Yu's shoulder, "What's wrong with you? You helped me take good care of the forward. I have to reward you. Tell me, what do you want?"

What reward?”

Placing his palm on Qin Yu's shoulder, Jiang Long felt that Qin Yu's body was as strong as a steel plate.

He sighed in admiration in his heart, and at the same time his mind began to turn. How about summoning this Qin Yu to his side to be a guard?

But being a guard is not enough if you just know how to wrestle.

You have to have decent hand and foot skills. Well, in this day and age, you also need to be good with weapons.

Why don't you teach him the Xingyi Gun by yourself?

When Jiang Long had this idea, he immediately shook his head and rejected it. Qin Yu was tall and strong, but he also had corresponding shortcomings, that is, he was less agile.

Those who use long spears have extremely high requirements for the speed of their shots.

Considering Qin Yu's physique, it is better to use heavy weapons, and only heavy weapons can fully unleash his lethality.

Qin Yu, like the middle-aged man, is the kind of warrior who is suitable for charging forward. If he holds a mountain ax or a mace in his hand, then if he charges forward, he will be almost unstoppable and can easily kill him.

It can kill the opponent's formation and bleed into rivers.

When going into battle, generals must wear heavy armor. This type of heavy armor is difficult to damage with ordinary swords and guns, and ordinary arrows cannot penetrate it. It only needs to protect a limited number of key parts that cannot be protected by iron armor.

That's it, so being a little agile is not a big disadvantage.

Only strong generals of the same level, holding heavy weapons, or enemy generals holding magic blades that can cut through heavy armor can inflict fatal wounds.

Qin Yu was a simple and honest young man. He didn't expect that Jiang Long not only did not blame him, but also wanted to reward him. For a moment, he was stunned on the spot and instinctively raised his hand to scratch his head.

At this time, Qizide suddenly strode forward and said with a hearty smile: "My apprentice is too honest. He is embarrassed to ask you what reward you want. Why don't I tell him for him.

He lacks a handy weapon right now, how about the young master asking Qin Yu to go to the arsenal in the mansion to pick out a handy weapon?"

"No, young master, you cannot agree!"

Before Jiang Long said anything, Baoping, who was carrying Baoping over there, screamed loudly after hearing this. Although she and Yuchai usually thought that Qin Yu was a good person and secretly took good care of him, the weapons in the mansion

But the weapons in the library are not just for people to choose. "There are magic weapons that the old and young marquis have collected for many years. They cannot be given away casually!"

"Yes, I heard from the old lady that any one of those magical weapons is priceless. I don't know how many generals who have served in the government in recent years have tried their best to get one or two of them. Old lady

They all didn’t agree!”

Yuchai also responded anxiously. If it weren't for the fact that someone here was shirtless and too embarrassed, she would have run over to stop him.

I have never practiced martial arts. Although I have heard about the reputation of my grandfather and father in the past, I really don't know what amazing weapons I have in my arsenal.

I only know that the old Marquis used a long knife as big as a door panel.

The young marquis used a long spear.

Both weapons have names and extraordinary origins, but their original weapons have been forgotten.

However, after being reminded by the two women, Jiang Long did not dare to agree easily.

In special times, a magical weapon is absolutely valuable to the generals who can use it. The generals can rely on it to increase their strength to a higher level, or they can attack their opponents unexpectedly and kill them without them knowing how powerful they are.

kill.

In times of crisis, you may be able to save the life of a general!

This kind of treasure really cannot be given away casually.

Even if Jiang Long is very optimistic about Qin Yu, it won't work.

Seeing Jiang Long's expression of disapproval, Qi Qide let out a long sigh. He and Jing Xiaohou were brothers, so he naturally knew that Jing's arsenal had several incredible magic weapons. He was also jealous back then.

I wanted to ask for one.

But Marquis Jing Xiao was very generous with money and property, but it was extremely difficult to ask him for a good weapon.

In this regard, Mr. Jing Xiaohou and Mr. Jing Laohou are very similar.

"You have also seen that my apprentice is tall and strong, and has great strength. In a few years, I will be far from his opponent! And I also taught him riding skills. If I can have another good weapon, then

He will definitely become a great player."

Qizide made a last-ditch effort, "The Jing family was deprived of their title by the emperor. Are you willing to accept it?

And as long as you can train Xiaoyu well, then once you have the opportunity in the future, he will definitely become your right-hand assistant, rush into battle for you, defeat your opponents, and help you win back the Marquis again.

When the time comes, the Jing family will surely be able to regain its former glory!"

Jiang Long has the memory of his original body and knows that having a title in this era means being superior to others.

Almost no civil servants were knighted.

Among military generals, only those veteran generals who have accumulated military exploits over many years, defeated foreigners, and made great contributions will be given a title.

The remaining nobles all inherited the merits of their ancestors.

However, Jiang Long has never thought about his ambition of going into battle to kill the enemy and getting the emperor to grant him a title again.

As soon as he traveled through time, he realized that his original body had been poisoned. Not long after he left the small courtyard, he was set up a trap to assassinate him again.

All his energy now is focused on saving his life and finding out the murderer.

After he finished speaking, the young man in front of him was a little stunned and didn't express anything. Qizide suddenly became decadent.

If I had known that the young man in front of me was as fragile as a little girl, and had no ambition at all, and was not an ambitious person, how could I still have extravagant hopes for him?

It’s just a pity that Mr. Jing Laohou and Mr. Jing Xiaohou were so wise and powerful back then!

Also, he and his tribe are all born warriors. They go into battle to kill the enemy, drink alcohol and drink blood, and their fate is to be shrouded in horse leather, but now they are tightly locked in a cage like birds!

The surrounding Qizide tribesmen were also disappointed with Jiang Long at this time.

One of them even stamped his foot suddenly and let out a loud sigh!

Jiang Long looked at the people in front of him, his emotions were infected, but now he really couldn't say anything to guarantee anything.

Go to the battlefield and kill the enemy to achieve meritorious service?

Rebuilding the glory of Jingfu?

For him who came from a peaceful age, these things were too far away and impractical.

"Qin Yu, come with me."

Jiang Long signaled the young man to let go of the forward, turned around and walked towards the door.

Qin Yu responded naively, ran to bow to Qi Qide and said goodbye, then he straightened his clothes and chased after him.

The vanguard was running around the river dragon, extremely happy.

The small courtyard became lively again, but people gathered around the table, drinking wine.

After walking out of this small courtyard, Jiang Long had no intention of going anywhere else, and a group of people walked straight towards Jiang Long's small courtyard.

At this time, not only was there a big guy like Qin Yu, but there were also forwards running around. Jiang Long was not worried that the person in the dark would dare to attack him.

"Xiaoyu, besides wrestling, what else can you do?" Jiang Long asked as he stepped into his small courtyard.

Qin Yu scratched his head and thought for a long time before replying naively: "Master only taught me wrestling, but I like to use sticks as weapons."

stick?

A mace is also a stick.

Jiang Long nodded, feeling that this kind of weapon was more suitable for Qin Yu.

Because he was tired after walking for a long time, Jiang Long walked straight into the bedroom, thinking of lying on the bed and chatting with Qin Yu, but as soon as his front foot stepped into the threshold, the forward also rushed in with his back foot.

This place is very familiar to the forward, who grew up here as a child.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't been here for a long time, so the forward became excited again.

A gust of wind just rushed towards the bed, where it had also slept, but when running, it accidentally tore off several bead curtains hanging on the door connecting the inner room and the outer room, and also, the center of the inner bedroom

The tables and chairs placed there were also knocked upside down by it.

He jumped on the bed and rolled around, making the bed a mess.

When Yuchai walked into the bedroom, the striker had already left rows of black paw prints on the mattress.

And because its claws were so sharp, the scattered brocade quilt was scratched open in several places by it.

"ah!"

When Yuchai, a gentle and quiet girl, saw this, her eyes turned red with anger, and she actually screamed at the top of her lungs, "Forward!"

He picked up the feather duster hanging on the wall and rushed in like a gust of wind.

"Woooo..."

The striker, who had thick limbs and a powerful image, was chased and beaten from left to right. After a while, he escaped with his tail between his legs.

But Yuchai still gritted his teeth and chased after him.

When Baoping also saw clearly the mess in the bedroom, he immediately started chasing the striker.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Jiang Long laughed heartily and unkindly.

He was relieved of the anger of being knocked down by the striker before and being licked one after another.

The forward whined and whined, he was really unkind to his master!

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