Chapter 420 Even though there are thousands of people, I will go
"Hahaha, how arrogant you were at the beginning, now you are so embarrassed when you beg for mercy."
"I can't blame him. The guard is really too strong. Every time he attacks, it's like killing someone."
"This kind of martial arts competition is beautiful. A real man should be deadly with swords."
In the shed on the side of the field, Cao *** clenched his yellow teeth with a grimace on his face. After this battle, several people around him were eliminated.
I thought that I could at least break into the top 100, but I didn't expect that Xiahou Dun and Xia Houyuan were so unlucky. One met Dian Wei, and the other met Yan Liang of the Longshan Army.
Xia Houyuan fought with Yan Liang for a hundred and ten rounds, and finally lost due to exhaustion, but he tried his best after all.
However, this Xiahou Dun just followed Dian Wei's two moves.
"Yuan Rang (characterized by Xiahou Dun), you disappoint me so much." Cao Cao stamped his feet like his daughter-in-law.
Xiahou Dun looked ashamed. He was not a person who was afraid of death, let alone pain, but he was not stupid either.
He did it knowing that he was invincible, but ended up with injuries all over his body. If Dian Wei had been more ruthless, he might have lost his arms and legs.
If that's the case, even winning is meaningless.
It's a pity that he didn't dare to explain to Cao Cao like this, so he could only let Cao Cao treat him coldly.
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It's approaching noon.
Gongsun Zan and several lieutenants hurriedly found Wei Cheng.
After the two discussed in the tent for half an hour, they immediately summoned Lu Bu, Xu Huang, Huang Zhong, Hua Cun and others.
No one knew what was going on, not even the Imperial Martial Arts Conference had any intention of stopping.
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At noon, there was an endless stream of people outside the Jiugong Martial Arts Arena, and various food stalls were crowded with people. Everyone was laughing and talking about the fierce competition in the morning.
In the morning, they first shot arrows and shot gongs, and thirty-eight people were eliminated. After another competition, the number was four hundred and twelve. Now there are only two hundred and six people left to advance. There will be another game in the afternoon, that is to say
, there are only 103 people who advanced today.
Of course, before the game starts in the afternoon, we don’t know if there will be another session like flying arrows and shooting gongs.
If there are any, there are probably not even a hundred people who can advance to tomorrow's finals.
In the direction from Luoyang, a carriage stopped outside the martial arts arena, and several teenagers jumped out of the carriage.
"Ah Liang, hurry up and follow us. If you're late, Teacher Chen will ask us to copy military documents again."
The young man at the head took the lead and rushed into the bustling crowd. Several young men wearing white Confucian shirts squeezed their way into the crowd.
Zhuge Liang fell at the back, frowning as he looked at the crowded crowd in front of him.
He looked around and saw a coal stove in a small stall, and he immediately took notice of it.
He walked to the stall selling cooking cakes and spent a penny to buy a burning briquette from the boss.
I found a branch, dipped it in water, inserted it into the hole of the briquettes, and shouted as I walked: "Be careful, be careful it's hot! Be careful it's hot!"
The originally crowded crowd suddenly made way for a passage, for fear that the briquette stove in the young man's hand would burn their clothes.
Zhuge Liang held the briquettes in both hands and nodded to the people who gave way to him with a smile...
The journey was smooth and we arrived in front of the main tent in the middle palace.
By the time the teenagers who had been squeezing in front arrived, Zhuge Liang had already extinguished the briquettes with snow water.
"Okay, A Liang, you have such a good idea, why didn't you use it earlier, and I was pinched into a meat pie?"
"That's right, Ah Liang, you are not kind. Those people trampled my shoes to pieces just to avoid you."
Zhuge Liang cupped his hands and said apologetically: "Brothers, don't be surprised. By the time Liang remembered it, you had already run away."
Several teenagers looked at each other with shame flashing across their faces.
In fact, if they had just waited for Zhuge Liang, they wouldn't have been so embarrassed. If they wanted to argue, it was them who left Zhuge Liang first.
Yes, Zhuge Liang did nothing wrong.
Just as a few teenagers were talking to each other, a middle-aged Confucian scholar who taught how to dress up in the tent came out. When he saw a few people, he frowned and said: "Why are you here at this time? Come with me quickly. Mr. Wei is waiting for you."
Already."
When the teenagers heard the word "Wei Jun", they straightened their clothes one after another and solemnly patted the dust on their bodies that was not there.
The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction and said, "When I go in, I won't let you speak, so don't interrupt, you know?"
The young men nodded repeatedly, and Zhuge Liang took a curious look into the tent.
After the group of people entered the big tent under the leadership of the instructor, the coldness all over their bodies was washed away by the scorching waves of air.
As far as the eye can see, there are tall and burly figures, each like an iron tower, forming a towering human wall.
The curtain of the big tent door was opened, naturally attracting everyone to look back.
When they saw that the instructor just left and returned, followed by five teenagers of different ages, the big men looked at each other and gave way consciously. The leopard's eyes were full of doubts, unwillingness, and helplessness, with various expressions of displeasure.
One is enough.
At this time, Wei Cheng's voice came over.
"Come on, let the disciples of the academy give you some inspiration and ideas, so that you won't end up arguing here with no results."
The leader of the instructor was only about 16cm tall. He was almost like a child walking among the big men, not to mention Zhuge Liang and several other teenagers. He really didn't even dare to breathe.
The teacher walked up to the crowd and bowed to Wei Cheng who was sitting on the throne.
"For your information, Mr. Wei, the disciples from the Strategic Command of Heluo College have been brought here. These five are the disciples with the highest scores in the final exam... You guys, come and see Mr. Wei." The instructor looked at a few of them.
A dazed young man reminded.
The leading boy was the oldest, but he was only seventeen or eighteen years old. He bowed respectfully, bowed his hands and said, "Linhuai Lu Su (18 years old) has met Mr. Wei."
The other teenagers saluted one after another with solemn expressions and did not dare to be careless.
"Longyou Fufeng Fazheng (fourteen years old) met Wei Jun."
"Pang Tong (eleven years old) of Nanjun, Jingzhou, met Jun Wei."
"Zhuge Liang (nine years old) in Langya, Xuzhou, met Jun Wei."
"Xun'er (seven years old) has met Wei Jun."
Wei Cheng was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the youngest Lu Xun, and asked Teacher Chen angrily: "Changwen (Chen Qunzi), do you really think you can pass the test?"...
Lu Xun is the nephew of his second aunt Lu Ying. Wei Teng has met him several times and is very optimistic about his little cousin.
But Lu Xun is only seven years old this year. For a seven-year-old child, you think that he can pass the assessments of the Strategic Command and get the top five rankings. Isn't this impossible?
Therefore, Wei Qing naturally felt that Chen Qun only let Lu Xun come to see the world because of his relationship with her, which is commonly known as the back door.
If this is the case, Wei Cheng will have to talk about Chen Qun's fault.
But when Chen Qun heard this, he smiled brightly, stepped forward, bowed, and said, "If Mr. Wei doesn't believe it, you can randomly check any military book on the spot. As long as Lu Xun makes a mistake in answering or memorizing it, I am willing to accept the punishment."
"Well, there's no need..."
Before Wei Jun could finish speaking, Lu Xun, who had been looked down upon, knelt down on one knee with red eyes and said unconvincedly: "Xun'er, please ask Wei Jun to give you a question."
Hey, this little guy.
Wei Cheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, then stepped forward and picked up Lu Xun, a seven-year-old little baby with red eyes who was quite cute.
"Okay, you are already a seven-year-old child, why are you still crying?"
Lu Xun's eyes were red, and he was as delicate as a girl. He pursed his lips tightly and looked up without looking at Wei Cheng, with tears falling down his face.
Everyone present laughed heartily when they saw this.
Lu Bu teased: "Wei Jun, this kid passed the test based on his strength, but you are so suspicious of him, so he deserves to be given two golden beans."
Silver carp is not stingy
He looked over and raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't this child a girl? I have so many fans. I'm so happy."
Upon hearing this, Lu Xun angrily waved his fist at Hua Cun, "You are a girl, I am a man, and I have no fans."
Wei Cheng glared at Hua Cun, who was still teasing Lu Xun, wiped away the tears from the corners of Lu Xun's eyes, and said comfortingly: "Okay, okay, Xun'er is a man upright, but a man doesn't shed tears easily. Stop crying soon. Go back to the house."
My cousin will give you some toffee, be good."
When Lu Xun heard that there was toffee to eat, he wiped the corners of his eyes and nodded obediently.
At this time, *** Hua Cun said again: "Young, how old are you? You're still sucking milk."
When Wei Qing saw Lu Xun's mouth tightened again and his eyes were watery again, he was so angry that he almost kicked Hua Cun out of the tent.
Snapped!
Xu Huang couldn't stand it anymore, so he hit Hua Cun on the back of the head and said, "Be quiet and let's talk about business."
Facing the big brother Xu Huang, Hua Cun didn't dare to jump. He touched his iconic bald head and hid behind Huang Zhong in a gray manner.
Seeing this, Wei Cheng put Lu Xun down, pointed to the sand table in the center of the tent, and said, "Go, you should also go and see how to defeat the enemy to minimize losses."
Lu Xun sniffed his nose, nodded cutely, and lay on the sand table to look in. Unfortunately, he was too short and couldn't see the whole sand table even with his feet.
Just when he was so anxious that he almost cried.
Suddenly he felt something touching his feet. He lowered his head and realized that it was Hua Cunyu who had handed him a low stool to rest his feet on.
Lu Xun wanted to say thank you, but when he thought about this bald man saying that he had all his fans, he became extremely angry.
"Xun'er?"….
Lu Xun turned around and saw Wei Cheng frowning at him, and reluctantly bowed his hand to Hua Cun, "Thank you, Mr. Hua."
Hua Cun smiled, he was actually just a talker, how could he know that this child could not help but cry twice in a row.
At this time.
The four Lu Su people who had seen the sand table were already discussing it.
Lu Su also raised his hands to Gongsun Zan and asked, "May I ask His Highness the King of Zhenbei, how did this Hu army cross Yumen Pass?"
Gongsun Zan glanced at the young man in front of him and said loudly: "Liangzhou soldiers and horses gathered at the Anxi Protectorate. The rear area was naturally empty. In addition, the New Year was approaching and the caravans that usually came and went were suspended. This gave them an opportunity to take advantage of.
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"However, they underestimated my Han border troops. Not long ago, we have discovered their movements. The reason why we let them go south is to catch them all. Now my people have recaptured Yumen Pass and cut off the
Their retreat."
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Was eliminated?"
At this time, Zhang Liao came out, clasped his fists and said: "According to the rules of the competition, I met Mr. Xu at a certain meeting in the afternoon. Both sides lost. Zhang Liao asked to lead the troops to fight."
"No, if you put it this way, I met Uncle Han this afternoon, so I can go too." Hua Cun stood up and said.
Zhang Liao was stunned for a moment, looked at Huang Zhong and Hua Kun, frowned and said, "If the two of us really fight, we still don't know whether we will win or lose, but Zhang is really no match for Mr. Xu. I guess none of you have any objections, right?"
"Uh, this..." Hua Cong scratched his head.
At this time, Lu Bu stepped forward, clasped his fists and said, "Wei Jun, in that case, let Wen Yuan run for a while."
Wei Cheng looked at Xu Huang.
Xu Huang thought for a while and nodded helplessly. It seemed that this credit could only fall on the Hu Po Army.
Seeing this, Wei Cheng looked at Zhuge Liang with satisfaction and said, "As you have seen, Deputy General Zhang of the Hupo Army will lead the troops to fight. In addition, the Hupo Army, Longshan Army, Longxi Guards, and City Guards will all be sent to the battle.
Anyone who gets it can be at your disposal."
"Oh, the premise is not to cause panic. I don't want these barbarians to disturb the wonderful New Year. The people have suffered for too long. It's time to make them happy. When you are ready, leave quietly and don't make trouble.
Everyone knows it.”
Zhuge Liang was stunned for a moment, "We also want to go?"
Wei Cheng smiled and said, "Why, are you scared?"
Zhuge Liang and others looked at each other and said at the same time: "Don't be afraid, even if there are thousands of people, I will go!"
When Wei Cheng and others heard this, they looked at each other and smiled, and they all looked at Zhuge Liang and others with relief.
With such a young man, why worry about my big man being unhappy?
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Outside the big tent.
The people were in groups, bringing their families with them to taste all kinds of delicacies, but they didn't know that there were people behind them who were forging ahead.
This is also the main reason why Wei Cheng wants to minimize all losses.
The fewer troops and horses dispatched, the less likely it is to attract attention.
On this rare New Year's Eve, let's have a good New Year, and don't be as worried and anxious as in previous years.
It won't be too late to let them know when the dust settles.
When the time comes, these hundreds of thousands of barbarian troops will invade the territory and it will be nothing more than a topic for the common people to talk about after dinner.