Chapter 136 The best general and the best soldiers
Three hours passed, and it was almost dusk. The scorching sun and sweat made people feel oppressive. Some people in the queue fainted from time to time, while the remaining people stood quietly, motionless, in front of them.
, Sun Wuzhong and more than twenty escort sergeants also stood in front of them like javelins. Sun Wuzhong was like a wild beast, with his hands behind his back, passing in front of every row and every recruit from time to time, and the cold lightning
Anyone who sees the same look will feel a chill in their heart and tighten their anus.
With a "plop", another recruit fell down. It was a big man who seemed to be eight feet tall. He was in Liu Yu's group. Sun Wuzhong waved his hand, and several soldiers rushed forward and held the man up.
So he dragged it down. Under a big locust tree on one side, sixty or seventy people who were suffering from heat but not in serious condition were already lying in a huddle. They were lamenting and sighing one by one, while drinking mung beans to relieve the heat.
Tang, while looking at his companions who were still standing in the heart of the sun.
This is already the 142nd person who fell today. There are still 230 or 40 people left. Half of the seats are empty. Sun Wuzu shook his head and walked to the front of the queue.
, rubbing his fists with his palms, he said disdainfully: "These are all rubbish, none of them are useful. Huh, I thought there would always be some capable ones among these recruits from Jingkou. I'm disappointed, so disappointed."
Got it!"
Dozens of angry eyes were directed at Sun Wuzhong, including Liu Yu's unconvinced look. Sun Wuzhong turned his head and looked at the recruits who were glaring at him. In these three hours, almost everyone had
Relatives and friends fell without support, and some soldiers who complained were dragged and beaten with dozens of military sticks like Wei Shunzhi. Now Sun Wuzhong is undoubtedly the most hated object by everyone, especially after he said these words!
Sun Wuzhong sneered: "What, you are still not convinced, are you? Do you think that you have organized some kind of copycat version of a martial arts fighting competition, and you are invincible in the world, super capable of fighting? Or you think that you have defeated a few horse thieves from the north to the south?
Bandits are elite soldiers? Let me tell you, anyone who has never really been on the battlefield, never really killed someone, or licked blood is not a real man at all! You think that on the battlefield, with those few punches and kicks, you can
Can you walk sideways?"
Liu Yu didn't speak, but his fists were clenched tightly, and his bones were cracking. From childhood to adulthood, in his heart, Jingkou, his hometown, was a sacred place. It was okay to insult him, but not Jingkou. He rushed out a while ago.
Going into the ring, playing tricks, even going as far as antagonizing the governor, isn't it just to fight for your hometown?
But he also knew that Sun Wuzhong was a person with real abilities. Like Liu Laozhi, the feeling of fighting through life and death on the battlefield was different from the natural aura of ordinary people. His words were obviously aimed at
As I said, the purpose is to motivate myself and then teach myself a lesson, so that I can control these new recruits.
Liu Yu's heart began to race fiercely. Should he go out and compete with him? Famous generals in ancient times trained soldiers, many of which involved killing people to establish their authority. Maybe Xie Xuan valued him very much, but maybe Sun Wuzhong and Liu Laozhi would instead
I see it as a threat in the future, and I don't know if I can take the opportunity to get rid of it. Should I just rush forward and compete with it?
Just when Liu Yu was hesitating, a thunderous shout came from the side: "Whether you walk sideways or not depends on the skill of your men. A small soldier may not be inferior to a general, and a general may not be better than a small soldier!"
The corner of Sun Wuzhong's mouth curled up slightly, he turned around and looked at the person who came. He saw a big man about twenty-twenty-three years old, more than eight feet tall and as tall as an iron tower, strolling over. His face was purple.
, with sword-shaped eyebrows and tiger-like eyes, a face full of flesh, and a black outfit that cannot hide the muscles all over his body. As he moves his hands and feet, his joints and muscles make noises. Anyone who sees it can't help but praise him.
A heroic man.
Liu Yu has been in Jingkou for many years and has seen many strong men, but such a strong man is extremely rare. However, there is something familiar between this man's eyebrows, as if he has seen him somewhere before, but for a moment, he cannot remember.
Sun Wuzhu said coldly: "What is your name? Why are you here now?"
The big man took out an elm token from his arms and handed it to Sun Wuzhong: "My surname is Liu and my name is Jingxuan. I heard that there are heroes here, as well as the best officers and the best training, so I
Coming over."
Sun Wuzhong directly threw the elm token to the ground: "Yes, there are the best officers here and the best training, but the question is, do you think you are the best, do you deserve to be here?
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Without saying a word, the big man threw a package on his back to the ground, punched his fists, and opened his stance: "Is it the best? Come and test it!"
Sun Wuzhong nodded with satisfaction: "There is really someone who is not afraid of death. Let me show you what the real military combat skills are, so that you will not be arrogant and ignorant of the heights of the world."
As he spoke, he also began to take off his cloak, as if he was about to make a fighting stance. Suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and when he raised his hand, he heard a "swish" sound, and a cold light flashed directly.
Fly away to Liu Jingxuan.
Liu Jingxuan was just about to speak. This was when he was about to take a breath. The distance between him and Sun Wuzhong was only five or six steps. At such a close distance, he was attacked by this cold light that was as powerful as a meteor.
There was no time to react. With a "yeah" sound, something was hit on the left shoulder. When everyone looked closely, they saw that a small tail feather of the crossbow arrow was left outside, and blood had already begun to flow from the wound.
Liu Jingxuan roared angrily: "You, you stabbed in the dark..."
Before he finished speaking, he felt dizzy, his eyes went dark, and he fell down unconscious.
Sun Wuzhong waved his hand expressionlessly: "Take him to the doctor's camp! Tell the doctor that he has been hit by the Seven Steps of Soul Severing."
Several sergeants carried Liu Jingxuan and his package to the medical camp on one side. Sun Wuzhong raised his right hand. Under his sleeve armor, he saw a four- to five-inch sleeve crossbow hidden in his
In the armor, there was a blue light, which was obviously quenched with poison.
Sun Wuzhong's voice sounded coldly: "This is the first lesson I will teach you today. On the battlefield, the enemy will never punch or kick you. He will always use weapons. Using bare hands means losing your life."
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"Second lesson, never think that you are a boss who can give orders in front of your generals. Soldiers must be bloody and obedient. What can save your lives on the battlefield is not your martial arts, but your iron discipline!