The battalion commander didn't pay attention to Mo Xuan's face, he went straight to the dilapidated village, glanced at the poor villagers in front of him with disgust, and roared angrily: "Give it to Lao Tzu to come out, collect military taxes, pay taxes or pay your life, and do it yourself!"

This voice shouted overbearingly, and with that fierce and vicious attitude, he was a bandit, how could he have the appearance of half a soldier. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ahem...... The soldier is here, come, sit in the village!" After a while, an old man with a hunched body walked out with a smile on his face.

This old man was dressed in a white-washed old military uniform, walked tremblingly, and there were many knife wounds on his face, looking like a veteran.

"Don't give Lao Tzu a haha, hurry up and hand over the silver, old Wangtou, you are already old, and you are no longer the young man who charged in the Battle of Yuanhe back then!" Glancing at the old man, the battalion commander grinned with yellow teeth.

"Battle of Yuanhe?" Hearing this, Liu Fugui was stunned, and then stood in awe.

When Mo Xuan first entered the WTO, he didn't know anything about these things, so he looked at Liu Fugui with an inquiring look.

"The Battle of Yuanhe is the largest battle in our Yuanhe County in more than 50 years, commanded by Prince Fengjun, and fought against the Great Yan Dynasty, which lasted for a whole year, so that the county of Yuanhe County was saved. ”

"In that battle, the conditions were unimaginably difficult, there was no food, grass and no supplies on our side, the soldiers ate tree bark and gnawed mud, and fought with their wills to support their bodies. ”

"According to rumors, that year, the source river was not water, it was full of corpses, and the soldiers who participated in that battle were the real soldiers in the eyes of the world!"

"It is precisely because of the courage of these soldiers that we can keep the land in the case of backward troops and resources, these soldiers are worthy of respect, and they are the heroes of the country!"

Liu Fugui whispered, with emotion in his eyes.

Knowing this past, Mo Xuan immediately respected this old king, this was the soldier he imagined.

Defending the family and the country, mighty and unyielding, under the thin body is a strong iron bone, this is worthy of being called a soldier!

"Soldier, you see...... My pension hasn't come down yet, can you still give it a few days?" Seeing that the battalion commander was aggressive, the old king could only plead aggrievedly.

Back then, for the sake of his compatriots and the people behind him, he could fight without fear of life and death, but now, for the sake of the village and the villagers, he can also put down his backbone and seek perfection.

"What is the use of a veteran like you? The pension is also a waste for you, so don't count on the pension, hurry up and pay the money for Lao Tzu. The battalion commander said impatiently.

Hearing this, the old king's face changed, and he understood that his pension was definitely greedy by these bandits with military numbers, and he was immediately furious.

That was the reward he had only after his hard work, and now that he was old, he could count on this bit of silver to make up for the younger generations in the village, if he was embezzled, what would he do?

"Don't fucking ramble on ink, can't you take out the silver? If you don't give it, don't blame me for picking up the graves behind your village and getting some burial goods out for silver. The battalion commander then threatened, looking horrendous.

"Don't, ahem...... Those are all comrades-in-arms who participated in the Battle of Yuanhe with me and were born and died together, and only the weapons they used back then were buried in them, and there were nothing of value. Hearing this, the old king's head was anxious, and the cough became more and more violent, trembling and blocking the battalion commander.

Seeing this, Mo Xuan was angry and a little sad at the same time, this is the fate of the veteran? This is the last years of the hero who defended the country? The martyr was actually going to be ripped up after his death, and the pension was also embezzled, what kind of dynasty is this?

Seeing that the old king's head couldn't take out the silver at this time, the battalion commander was angry, pushed the old king's head away, waved his big hand, and said to Mo Xuan and the others behind him: "Dig the grave, go, damn it, really when I talk about playing, when the silver is taken out, what will we stop!"

"Poof......

The old king's head was so angry that a mouthful of old blood spurted out, those were the graves of his old comrades-in-arms, this battalion commander deceived him for being old, and he was so mad that the old king's bones were about to burn.

Mo Xuan couldn't stand it anymore, and was about to make a furious move, but Liu Fugui was one step ahead of him and yelled, "Stop!"

Hearing this roar, Mo said that the battalion commander and several soldiers and bandits, even Mo Xuan were stunned, this kind of roar really did not fit Liu Fugui's image.

"What the hell are you calling a watermelon peel?" The battalion commander was furious and glared at Liu Fugui, making the latter tremble.

After Liu Fugui measured the physical strength of both sides, he hurriedly changed back to a smiling face, and said with a sneer: "Battalion leader, don't be angry, you see that it is not appropriate for you to deal with martyrs and veterans like this, so let's do it, I will pay taxes for them, okay?"

After that, Liu Fugui took out two ingots of silver painfully, which was the last silver on his body.

If they are handed over, if the battalion commander squeezes them again in the future, he can only be beaten, but at the moment he has no choice, he can't bear to see a veteran like Lao Wangtou end up like this.

"Lao Tzu's decision, do you dare to point fingers?" The battalion commander walked over with a cold face, snatched the silver, and then kicked Liu Fugui.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a palm suddenly grabbed the calf kicked out by the battalion commander, and then with a shake, the battalion commander was knocked to the ground.

The person who made the shot was Mo Xuan, after stepping into the Xuantian realm, he was already a monk, completely different from mortals, at this moment, it was not a problem to have a one-armed tiger, let alone a battalion commander.

"Look for death!"

After the battalion commander was knocked to the ground, he was stunned at first, and then he was furious, hurriedly got up in embarrassment, and slapped Mo Xuan with a slap, eager to kill Mo Xuan at once.

This palm was still a bit of a threat to Mo Xuan yesterday, but now that Mo Xuan has condensed his Xuan power, such an attack is tantamount to tickling for him, and there is nothing to worry about.

The battalion commander was angry, Mo Xuan was even more angry, he was already unaccustomed to the battalion commander, and what he saw today made him want to slaughter this beast, even the martyrs' tombs had to be picked, even the veterans were so humiliated, what other bad things did he dare not do?

Mo Xuan dodged the battalion commander's slap with a shake, and then he slapped it with his backhand, only to hear a "click", the battalion commander was slapped three feet high, half of the bones on his cheeks were shattered, and his teeth fell to the ground.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked, this young boy had such divine power?

Liu Fugui's mouth was so open that he could almost stuff a goose egg, he never expected that Mo Xuan, who looked thin, would slap the battalion commander upside down and fly out, which was also incredible.

Mo Xuan looked at the battalion commander indifferently, and after he landed in the air, he stepped on it, and then said coldly: "Veterans should be respected, and should not be humiliated! Without them, your family would not belong to the Daqian Dynasty, and you are still qualified to be powerful here?"

"Today's slap will give you a long memory, and I will tell you what a soldier is and what a bandit is!"

After that, Mo Xuan picked up the battalion commander, threw it in front of Lao Wang's head, stomped on the battalion commander's back, and shouted: "Kneel, buckle your head, if it's not loud enough, I'll break a few more bones of you!"

Hearing this, the battalion commander trembled on the ground in horror, he was so painful that he spasmed, and his heart was extremely frightened, where did he dare to say no, he wanted to put his head into the ground!

The battalion commander's head was about to be shattered, but Mo Xuan's indifferent aura frightened him so much that he didn't dare to stop, so he could only continue desperately.

The other ruffians were also as frightened as their grandsons, and they didn't dare to move, let alone speak.

The villagers behind Lao Wangtou were extremely relieved of their hatred one by one, and a group of hairy boys looked at Mo Xuan with admiration, extremely excited.

Liu Fugui was amazed in his heart, no wonder Mo Xuan was so calm in the face of the persecution of the battalion commander yesterday, it turned out that people were confident and capable, so he was worried in vain.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a soldier in the Daqian Dynasty, with the style of a general!" Suddenly, a light laugh came, which surprised Mo Xuan.

He was already a monk, but he didn't even notice that someone was coming, which meant that the person who came was definitely extraordinary, and it was probably a monk as well.

Mo Xuan heard the sound and looked, only to see that on the mountain road in the distance, there were five or six people looking at this side with great interest, one by one riding a high-headed horse, wearing a brocade robe, and the style was extraordinary.

It was one of them who just spoke, it was a young girl, covered her face with a light veil, and her body was bewitching, although she couldn't see her appearance clearly, but she could know by feeling that this girl was definitely a stunner.

"If you commit the following crimes, beat the chief, this kind of person has the courage of a horseman, and he can't be a general!"

"There is no military discipline, the Daqian Dynasty has really been corrupted to the extreme, the soldiers are like bandits, ridiculous, and the heroic veterans are squeezed out of the court, sad, but for us, it's a good thing!"

Beside the girl, several men said lightly, their views were completely different from those of the girl.

A few people just stopped on the mountain road and looked down at Mo Xuan and the others, as if they were watching a farce, although they were interested, they didn't care.

They had their backs to the ancient trees, and they seemed to be tired from the journey, so they stopped to rest for a while, and when they happened to see this scene, they took it as a pastime to beat the time.

Seeing the clothes of these people who did not look like the Great Qian Dynasty, those soldiers fell to the ground with a plop, and it is estimated that their father and mother were not so neat and neat.

And the battalion commander was no exception, after seeing the clothes of those people clearly, his eyes were full of horror, and he hurriedly turned around, knelt down and kowtowed to them.

This is the fear in their bones, far stronger than the fear that Mo Xuan brought them.

The soldiers present, except for Mo Xuan and Liu Fugui, the two recruits, all knelt down, and those who didn't know thought that they had seen His Majesty the Emperor of the Dynasty.

Mo Xuan frowned, he was new to the city, and he couldn't recognize the identities of these people at all.

And Liu Fugui shook his fat, narrowed his eyes, and said in surprise: "Riding a shadow horse, with a golden sword, red sleeves, and a black brocade robe...... They are the sons and daughters of the princes of the Great Yan Dynasty!"

Hearing this, Mo Xuan raised his eyebrows, the prince and disciple of the Great Yan Dynasty, wandering around the territory of the Great Qian Dynasty unscrupulously?

Strange, really weird!