Three hundred people were scattered around. No matter they were kind or evil, whether they were long or short, they all had extraordinary aura. Before they joined the army, which one of them was not a person who was running rampant in the place? It is said that the strongest among the strongest is the strongest among the best.
, some people have an extremely strong momentum, or they are surrounded by stars, or they dominate one area and keep strangers away.
Someone shouted "Shangguan is here", and three hundred people lazily gathered together.
"I heard that our Shangguan used to raise horses for Gai Shehu. Do you think he has any real skills? I don't want to be ordered by an incompetent person." The speaker was in his twenties, with a strong back and a strong waist, long hair and a body.
Wearing a beard robe. According to the aesthetic standards of the Han people, except for the unsightly hooked nose, he can be regarded as a handsome man. Of course, he also has a shortcoming, that is, his Chinese language is extremely non-standard. If you don't listen carefully, you won't be able to listen.
I understand. His name is Zhenliang, and he is a Xianling Qiang, but he does not live in the north. He belongs to the Anding Xianling Qiang.
A strong young man beside him watched Gai Yin walking step by step and replied: "You will know after you try it." This man was Li Jue's nephew Hu Feng, and he had long been disgusted with Gai Yin's nostrils turned upward.
Arrogant, so deliberately provoke.
Zhenliang snorted coldly: "That's exactly what I meant."
Chen Biao gave Zhenliang a different look. He would have warned him if he was a Han, but he was a Hu and he was happy to watch the fun.
"Seeking death!" A hint of irony appeared on Yang Aruo's beautiful and enchanting face. Her pupils shrank suddenly, is it her?
Seeing Zhenliang eager to try, Che'er reminded: "Don't act recklessly." Che'er has a majestic figure, a beard that takes up half of his face, a flat nose, a wide mouth, and eyes like a goshawk. He is a Wuwei Hu, and his name is
It was too long to translate into Chinese, so I had to simplify it to the first two pronunciations of Che'er, and everyone calls him Che'er or Hu Che'er. Wuwei and Anding are close to each other, and he and Zhenliang are both local warriors. They have known each other for a long time, but they have no close friendship.
Pang De looked confused. He didn't know who Gai Yin was before, but during the time he stayed with Gai Shehu, he had only seen five people with bone tools. Apart from him and Gai Shehu, the other three were Gai Yin.
Guan Yu, Bao Chu. Which of the three is not majestic and majestic, looking like a tiger or a bear?
"I am your superior officer. From now on, you can call me Gai Junhou or Junhou..."
"Dang!"
The sound of footsteps sounded, and one person broke through the siege and walked out of the queue.
"You're so powerful so quickly?" Gai Yin stopped talking, glanced at Zhenliang expressionlessly, turned back to Gai Liao, whose eyes were constantly searching, and said, "Little clan girl, please step back first."
"There's something good to watch."
Everyone suddenly became excited, whispering to each other, and buzzing sounds continued to come from the queue.
Zhenliang slowly drew his sword out of its sheath, pointed the blade at Gai Yin, and said in blunt Chinese: "My name is Zhenliang, and I am a member of the Anding Xianling people." He paused and continued: "I was born in Hu.
, I don’t understand Chinese customs. But there has always been a popular rule in our tribe, whoever is more powerful will be the leader. If you want to become my Shangguan, you must defeat the sword in my hand, otherwise..."
"Qiang!"
The sound of Gai Yin drawing his sword was like a dragon's roar, which not only drowned out Zhenliang's words, but even instantly suppressed all the noise in the audience.
People are like ghosts, cutting through the sky with swords!
By the time Zhenliang, who was two feet away, reacted, a streak of blood had already reached the top of his head.
"when!"
The two blades collided, and sparks shot out.
Zhenliang's eyes bulged, his face turned red, and he couldn't bear the strength of his body and staggered back.
Gai Yin followed him like a shadow, and another knife flew towards him.
Zhenliang's veins protruded from his forehead, he managed to raise his numb arms to fight back, and fell out again.
Gai Yin followed him up, his sword spread out, like the water of a great river, flowing endlessly.
Zhenliang blocked six chops in a row, causing blood to flow from his mouth and nose. On the seventh time, he couldn't bear it anymore and knelt on the ground with one knee, barely holding the knife in hand.
"You lost." Gai Yin looked at Zhenliang condescendingly, and the right hand holding the knife suddenly exerted force. The blade held by Zhenliang made an extremely harsh friction sound, broke and broke, and the "bloody" blade broke through the armor and cut into Zhenliang.
An inch away from Liang's shoulder, blood gushes out from both sides of the blade.
"...!" Zhenliang knelt down and looked up at his opponent, speechless for a long time.
Is this a defeat? It took only a blink of an eye! Everyone looked shocked and no longer unruly.
Hu Feng clicked his tongue, poked his fellow countryman Chen Biao with his hand, and whispered: "How? Are you sure?"
As a blacksmith, a blacksmith who once aspired to create a peerless famous sword. The blood on the famous sword is obviously more attractive than fighting between the two sides. Chen Biao couldn't wait to take it away and play with it. "I am probably not his opponent. As for you, it is even more attractive."
Needless to say, maybe he is not as good as that Hu'er." Chen Biao was born in a poor family and worked as a blacksmith, so he couldn't stand the children of wealthy families like Hu Feng.
Hu Feng was annoyed and turned around to address Yang Aruo: "Little pretty boy, where are you?"
"Huh." Yang Aruo glanced at him sideways, turned away, and said after a while: "You can only know after comparing." Then he found that Gai Yao was looking straight at him, his face stiffened, and he felt a little unnatural.
Hu Feng started to provoke Che'er again: "Hu'er, do you dare to end?"
Che'er stuck out his tongue and said with a verbosity: "Zhenliang is famous for his archery skills. He is a famous marksman among the Anding Xianling Qiang people. He has shot down giant eagles several times. His sword skills and close combat skills are slightly inferior, but I think he
Dang Ke ranks among the top ten in the personal guard song. Although he blocked the military prince's nine swords, he was actually defeated on the second sword. Our military prince is indeed powerful, but I am not afraid of him."
Hu Feng grinned, with a wicked smile on his face: "Then you'll do it."
Che'er said: "The military prince's sword is too sharp. I don't have a weapon to match it. Moreover, if you use swords against Shangguan, you will be beheaded in public. No matter you win or lose, you will die. I am a barbarian, but I am not an idiot."
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Hu Feng chuckled and secretly thought that this guy actually knew the military regulations of the Han army. What bastard told him?
After listening to the conversation between several people, Pang De had a look of disdain on his face, and everyone was just talking loudly.
"Do you know the consequences of using a knife on me?" Gai Yin pulled out his beloved knife stained with blood. Zhenliang lost blood faster and dyed his armor red. "There is only one word: death!"
Zhenliang's face is earth-colored, and his eyes are gray.
Gai Yin returned the sword to its sheath and said: "You are a warrior. If you kill the warrior first before the army moves, this is an ominous sign. However, death penalty can be avoided, but living penalty cannot be escaped. When you get to the battlefield, you should not retreat before the battle.
In half a step, you can either be beheaded and get away with it, or die in battle. Other than that, there is no third option."
Zhenliang's forehead touched the ground and he said, "Thank you so much, Junhou, for not killing me."
Gai Yin nodded, instructing a medical official to help him away, and then looked at the three hundred guards in front of him with bright eyes, and said word by word: "Who is still not convinced?"
There was silence in the field, everyone was in submission!
There were three hundred bodyguards, Gai Yin was the leader, and at that time Yang Aruo, Pang De, Chen Biao, Hu Feng, Che'er, Zhenliang were among them, and they were named Hanyong.);.