On Qingfeng Ridge, Zeng Lianhai was sharpening his knife, and his Tang knife was sharpened. But there were a few people standing next to him who were worried, and among them was an old man. said that he was an old man, but in fact he was fifty years old, with white hair, an old face, and sharp eyes. At this time, he was persuading Zeng Lianhai on the side: "Big boss, we shouldn't fight with the Eighth Road, even if we win tomorrow, there will be other teams to encircle and suppress Qingfengling at that time!"

"Nonsense! Are I going to fight? They have to get along with me, so they won't rob a few families! Damn, the people are going to destroy me!" Zeng Lianhai said angrily.

"Alas, then you shouldn't have killed those women!" the old man sighed and said, Zeng Lianhai is not good at this, he likes to play with women everywhere, and sometimes he will go out in the middle of the night to grab a woman and come back.

"A few stinky girls want to die or live, and they have swept away Lao Tzu's prosperity, and they have brought it upon themselves when they die! Which of the bandits is not like this? As for making a fuss? Those eight roads don't go to fight devils, and they can't get along with me when they are full! I have always been reluctant to have conflicts with them, so I tried to hide as much as possible, and now I have come to the door!" Zeng Lianhai didn't think there was anything wrong with him, in fact, he was a complete bandit. It has been rampant for more than ten years.

"But...... Master, if you lose......" the big apprentice stammered.

"Fart!Will I lose to Fang Desheng?Ten years ago, I took him seriously, and now?You don't look at his hungry bear, and you still want to win me?" Zeng Lianhai said angrily, and at the same time slashed on the table, and the table was suddenly split in half. The four apprentices were so frightened that they bowed their heads and bent down and didn't dare to say anything.

Zeng Lianhai looked at these apprentices, and was very disappointed, none of them could be a little domineering, even if they were a little arrogant! These four people have been practicing guns for ten years, their minds are simple, they don't care about everything, and they are all introverted and not good at words, and it is precisely because of this that they have made achievements in shooting, but Zeng Lianhai still feels very disappointed, and none of them can relieve his worries and sorrows. In fact, Zeng Lianhai also played a considerable role in clearing these four apprentices in his heart, and saved his life many times. The old man is even more amazing, Zeng Lianhai's divine eye skills are still learned from the old man!

Watching Zeng Lianhai leave angrily, several apprentices looked at the old man, the old man also sighed, waved his hand, and asked the four people to go back to the room first, and then lit a bag of cigarettes, and his heart was full of thoughts, these four people said that they were Zeng Lianhai's apprentices, but in fact, they were all trained by him, and he was really reluctant to let them be killed like this. If the Eighth Route Army really attacked the mountain, these four people would die, but they shot several soldiers!

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In the regimental headquarters of the second regiment, Fang Desheng is also sharpening the knife, his knife is far worse than Zeng Lianhai's, he has followed the master to practice the five tiger broken door knife for ten years, there was originally a treasure knife, but when the Red Army was surrounded and intercepted by the enemy when he retreated, he ran away, at that time the people who were blown up by several shells flew up, and when he woke up, he was already on a stretcher, and the treasure knife was also blown up and could not be found. Now this knife was found in the bully's house after killing a bully last year. Although it is a good knife, it is not a treasure knife.

In fact, Fang Desheng is not afraid of Zeng Lianhai in terms of martial arts, ten years ago when he did not participate in the revolution, Fang Desheng killed a bandit who was as famous as Zeng Lianhai, he is now worried that he is older, more than forty, and in the past two years, he has often been in a state of semi-hunger, sometimes he can't eat a full meal for several days, and his body has lost a lot of weight. The most troublesome thing is that there are still two pieces of shrapnel on his body that have not been taken out, which sometimes affects his performance.

"Regiment Commander! We have made you some meat, you can eat it quickly! Tomorrow we will kill Zeng Lianhai happily!" The guard ran in and said happily, and several soldiers scraped together some money to buy a chicken and stew it for the regiment commander.

“…… Good!good!" Fang Desheng felt the tide in the corners of his eyes, what a good soldier, but unfortunately many of them died under the Qingfeng Ridge, thinking of this, Fang Desheng was furious.

Looking at the more than 100 soldiers under his command, Fang Desheng regretted it very much in his heart, he really shouldn't have attacked Qingfeng Ridge on the spur of the moment, he should have discussed it with Lao Xiao and them, after all, it was an organized and disciplined army, and now that it was like this, Fang Desheng also felt that it was difficult to escape the blame. But it's too late to say anything now, only tomorrow's victory in the competition can reverse the current situation, if he loses, hehe! Fang Desheng doesn't want to think about it......

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At the agreed time the next day, both parties came to the agreed place, which was a very open place, and the surrounding terrain was also flat. Because it is a public war letter, I don't worry about cold guns, after all, the two of them are also from the rivers and lakes.

There were dozens of people behind Zeng Lianhai, all carrying guns and cheering for Zeng Lianhai. Behind Fang Desheng, in addition to his more than 100 soldiers, there were hundreds of soldiers who were also watching, that is, Xiao Zhenbei's men and horses, and the men and horses of the three regiments. They also came to watch the battle. In fact, there are many people in the rivers and lakes in the distance, who are also watching from afar.

Zeng Lianhai's strong suit is completely a traditional martial artist dress, and Fang Desheng is still in a military uniform, but he doesn't have a gun. The two walked face to face, and there was still a distance of ten meters away, and there was a fist hugging above.

"Commander Fang, how is it? Now stop twice, everyone looks better, the past is not to blame, how about it?" Zeng Lianhai said, he was really a little stunned when he looked at so many soldiers of the Eighth Route Army opposite.

"Impossible! You have done a lot of evil in this area, and the people are extremely angry, I must give an explanation to the common people! Unless you surrender now, I can let you make meritorious service in the future!" Fang Desheng said very resolutely.

"Joke! Stopping twice is to give you face! You really scared me of you!" Zeng Lianhai sneered.

"Don't talk nonsense! Draw your knife, let me see what your Tang Dao is capable of!" Fang Desheng had already pulled out his knife.

"Come on!" Zeng Lianhai also pulled out the Tang knife.

The two stepped forward at the same time, Fang Desheng used one hand, Zeng Lianhai was both hands most of the time, in fact, his knife technique was somewhat similar to the Japanese samurai/knife, originally! The samurai/knife evolved from the Tang knife, but the little devil has always refused to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors.

At the beginning, Fang Desheng's knife skills were fast, his moves were flexible, and he was in an offensive state, while Zeng Lianhai was simple and practical knife skills, with a clear move and an eye, and the defense was impermeable, and the two fought more than a dozen rounds without winning or losing. However, the quality of the knife has been differentiated, Fang Desheng's knife has appeared several gaps, and Zeng Lianhai's Tang knife is still intact.

Zhuang Quan and Sheng Jiu also stood on the hillside far away to watch this competition, especially Sheng Jiu, who looked very attentive and nodded his head from time to time. Zhuang Quan can also understand some of it, but it is far less thorough than Sheng Jiu.

"Lao Sheng, this head of the regiment is okay, the offensive is not weak!" Zhuang Quan said in a low voice.

"Hmph! The surname Fang is going to lose! The next game is unstable, his stamina is insufficient, and he seems to have injuries on his back, and he is slow to make a few moves, and his movements are not in place. If you continue to fight, you will definitely lose!" Sheng Jiu said with a soft snort.

"No, I think he's attacking very fiercely! It seems that the knife is a little off!" Zhuang Quan said with some disbelief.

"Look on! You can get ready, I'll go first!" After speaking, Sheng Jiuyi urged his horse and quickly ran towards the back of the independent regiment, and Zhuang Quan also set up a sniper rifle.

Sure enough, after a few more rounds, Fang Desheng was already powerless, and Zeng Lianhai's momentum became more and more vigorous, followed by the offensive becoming more and more fierce, and the knife technique was getting faster and faster......

With a roar, Zeng Lianhai half-turned around and slashed down obliquely, Fang Desheng hurriedly blocked the frame with a knife, not wanting Fang Desheng's knife to be cut off by Zeng Lianhai's Tang knife, although Fang Desheng retreated, he was still scratched in the chest by the tip of the Tang knife, and then, Zeng Lianhai's knife was as tight as a knife, and Fang Desheng couldn't resist it. While he was busy blocking Tang Dao, he couldn't avoid the heartwarming legs that followed below.

Fang Desheng was kicked to the ground by Zeng Lianhai's heartwarming leg, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, at this time, Zeng Lianhai raised his knife and continued to attack, and the soldiers behind him all picked up their guns, and the bandits behind Zeng Lianhai also hurriedly raised their guns.

"What are you doing? Don't forget, there are so many heroes watching it!" Zeng Lianhai couldn't help but stop and sneered.

“…… Ahem...... I lost!" Fang Desheng coughed up another mouthful of blood, then slowly stood up and said. Then he waved his hand and ordered his soldiers: "Put away your guns and withdraw from Qingfeng Ridge!"

"Captain Fang! I conceded!" Zeng Lianhai hugged his fists and said proudly.

"Hmm!" Fang Desheng also hugged his fists helplessly.

Fang Desheng picked up the severed knife from the ground, a little sad, this knife only had a blade more than half a foot long.

"Bang!", the half knife in Fang Desheng's hand was knocked away by a silent bullet.

Fang Desheng and Zeng Lianhai looked at each other, they were a little surprised, they didn't know who hit them, and they didn't hear the gunshots.

"Boom!"

There was another sound, this time it was Zeng Lianhai's Tang knife that was shot, which shocked Zeng Lianhai's arm a little numb, and he still didn't hear the gunshot, and he couldn't find the sniper's position.

Zeng Lianhai's heart was very surprised, and he intuitively felt that the distance of this shot should be thousands of meters away, and it hit the knives of both sides, indicating that the other party had no murderous intent, but this distance and accuracy were really terrifying!

At this moment, a large number of people rushed from the rear of the left and right sides of the Eighth Route Army, there were three or four hundred people, all of them were dark green clothes, although they were not the Eighth Route Army, but they were also very neat, and the costumes were unified, which looked very imposing!

"Brother Lianhai, I haven't seen you for a few years, don't come unharmed!"

Sheng Jiu's laughter came from the back of this group, and then a black horse galloped from behind!